I was reading a news story on AOL (yup, the Wal*Mart of the Web) about scientists’ fascination over gorillas in the wild cracking nuts and extracting oil. It made me realize how much I hope evolutionary theory is right. I’d far rather be descended from a nut-crackin’ gorilla, or better yet a gorgeous fish, than to think I’d started afresh as a human being bent from the git-go upon purposefully killing other human beings in the name of security, and systematically using my “unique powers of foresight” to destroy the environment from which I sprung whole.
