IRREDUCIBLE COMPLEXITY

IRREDUCIBLE COMPLEXITY

By Peter Fredson

September 26, 2005

This morning I awoke at exactly 6:45 a.m., got up from bed, stubbed my toe on a chair, went to toilet at exactly 6:47, washed my hands at 6:48, went to the kitchen for a cup of tea but found the tea canister empty so had to go to the refrigerator. I found the milk carton with only half a glass of skim milk, drank it with my pills, opened the kitchen window to let a breeze in, listened to a bird warbling, then went back to the bathroom for morning ablutions and a shave.

All of this filled me with immense awe and wonder. Out of about 7 billion people on this day in 2005, I was the only one standing here in this room, putting on my black trousers, getting a white handkerchief from a drawer, then putting on a tan shirt with 4 pockets, after shaving, washing, listening to a bird, opening a window, and taking milk with 3 different pills. The chances of all this happening in the sequence that it did are awesomely unique.

I left out many other actions after getting out of bed so as not to be prolix, but all of this made the irreducible complexity of intelligent design necessary. This happened to ME, not Jerry Falwell, nor Larry Flynt. How could all of this have coalesced, come together, by chance? It made me so very proud that all this happened to little old me because 4004 years ago an Intelligent Designer designed it that way.

Just think! According to Bishop Ussher the world began in October 4004 B.C. Obviously it was by intelligent design, and everything was preordained from then on. 6,000 years later I, and I alone, got up in this spot in this room from this bed stubbed my toe went to the toilet washed my hands found no tea so drank some milk to take pills then went back to the bathroom for ablutions and shave. Doing this randomly makes no sense at all. It was obviously all done by intelligent design from the very beginning of the earth, if not the universe.

Then the electricity went out, after being on without fail for months. The purpose of this happened at this very instant, not tomorrow, was not immediately apparent to me, as I was not privy to the intelligent design at the beginning but evidently there is a purpose, perhaps some moral principal involved. Also obviously, if there is an intelligent design there must be an intelligent designer. Someone or something not paid by any corporation, someone or something not controlled by a lobbyist or politician or even a scientologist.

The final proof to Intelligent Design came when my old car speedometer clicked on 99,999 miles, just as I came through Exit 99 of the highway, at exactly 9:09 in the morning. If this does not indicate Intelligence, then
George Bush is not a War President.

It would be nice if the Intelligent Designer would tell us how many more hurricanes will devastate our coast this year, or how many more of our brave boys Bush is going to get killed, but he is notoriously silent on such prosaic things nowadays. He never even hints at any purpose but allows all of our 45,000 evangelists to pontificate on this subject daily, which gives them great pleasure and innocent amusement to philosophers.

Perhaps even Billy Graham, or Korean Preacher or Hindu guru do not know the purpose. Someone or something that even Karl Rove, omniscient in most other things, hasn’t even dreamt. I have speculated on the purpose of it all, but the wisdom of the Intelligent Designer is beyond human comprehension.
We must give up “scientific” experiments to try to “prove” something, when we know it is all due to an Intelligent Designer.

We don’t have to bring up silly stories about someone sitting under an apple tree to figure out what causes gravity. An Intelligent Designer causes it. An Intelligent Designer did everything, everything, and everything. Nothing was left to chance! There are no gaps, no anomalies, everything happens as it happens because an Intelligent Designer willed it to be exactly that way. No more, no less.

No need to send expensive rockets up to some planet to figure out how it began. We KNOW an Intelligent Designer did it. Stop wasting money on useless projects. Stop trying to figure out what causes hurricanes, tornadoes, tidal waves, earthquakes. That’s a waste of time and money. If the Intelligent Designer sends a catastrophe in human terms, that’s exactly what was designed to happen. No more, no less.

Possibly Senators Santorum, Trist, DeLay, or some other Republican might be privy to the divine purpose of it all as they do not hesitate to speculate about it, but somehow I do not always find them reliable.

Of course, our Divine Savior, George W. Bush, speaks to an omniscient omnipresent omnipotent intelligent designer but we don’t believe the designer has ever bothered to answer. He certainly would know about weapons of mass destruction, or how evil Saddam is, or if spreading death and destruction does actually bring freedom and democracy.

But Bush doesn’t seem to have heard any answer about those questions. Perhaps he never asked them. Pity.

It is sad that the former creationists believed in an intelligent designer, omniscient, omnipotent, etc. and even called it “God.” They could talk to it, or him. But now they don’t know what to call it, or him, or her. It is now so far removed from human ken that it is unapproachable, unknowable.

But help is at hand. Bush will name some Supreme Court justices now that will nullify any hint of separation of church and state, will have Bible Classes in every public school, will have obligatory prayer, pledges, kneeling before crosses, and statutes of Jesus to substitute for Abraham Lincoln.

Of course, all of that was also foreordained. If the Intelligent Designer deigns to allow Bush to rule for several more years, then I certainly have no grounds to argue with him. But, that doesn’t sound very Intelligent.

Now I must go and start up my car. Yesterday as I came home it ground to a shuddering halt and wouldn’t start again. It had never done that before. The chances of some specific thing going wrong must be incalculable, so I’ll just call a mechanic as the Intelligent Designer has no phone.