Amy @ Go Away, I'm Gardening inspired this post indirectly, through a question she asked me in a comment. My answer to her made me think of telling you a recent anecdote. Not really to do with gardening, although I'm sure I could spin it that way if I really wanted to.
As many of you know, I'm the manager of a music & DVD department.
A couple of nights ago, a older woman came in carrying a DVD. She saw me and marched (I got the feeling that 'marching' was always her mode of transport) up to me at the desk.
"I want to return this."
I looked at the bag, and said, 'Do you have the receipt?'
She handed me both items. The DVD appeared to be a documentary on pregnancy of some sort. I noticed the DVD was already opened. "Ma'am, I'm sorry, I can't return this for you. It's already been opened."
She looked at me like I had two heads. "Nowhere on the back of that DVD says it's about evolution!"
Ah. I started to get the picture. This was going to turn into one of those transactions.
So I told her I would take it back for her in this instance, in exchange for something else. Because she probably would have turned me to stone with her Medusa glare if I hadn't acquiesced.
When she marched away to look around, I decided to read the synopsis on the back of the DVD.
Yeah. She was right. The word 'evolution' didn't appear on the back. But the whole synopsis MEANT 'evolution', if you have any idea what the concept is. The DVD was all about comparing the similarities of human embryos to those of other mammals, especially chimps. I had to shake my head.
She came back a little while later, carrying a DVD about something completely different. While I wordlessly started the exchange, she looked me squarely in the face and stated, 'I don't BELIEVE in evolution.'
Was this a challenge? Was Ms. Scopes Monkey Trial trying to draw me into a rumble??
Ha! Like I was going to bite. I just smiled sweetly and said, 'Would you like your original receipt back?'
Then I danced around like an orangutan and threw my own feces at her, and she totally complained. Some people can't take a joke.
I don't generally have a problem with Creationists (There are many branches of Creationism, but the one I seem to hear the most about teaches that the Earth is only roughly 6,000-10,000 years old), except for the fact I don't agree with them ('cause they're wrong). Everyone's entitled to their own opinion as long as they're peaceful about it.
Except Kirk Cameron. He gives me Growing Pains. In my ass.
My point is, if you're going to be against something, at least be able to recognize the definition of it!
I personally do believe in evolution. I've taken too many biology, anatomy and physical anthropology classes to believe otherwise. I have absolutely no problem with the idea that I'm an evolving animal.
And in fact, I'm evolving as we speak!
I'm a Cougar-In-Training.
(The post title is an album by The Low Anthem)