DARWIN’S BLACK BOX by Michael Behe
REVIEW: Flogging the Dying Dogma of Darwinism with Innumerable Bacterial Flagellums
This book makes for some dry reading in parts, but that’s hardly the author’s fault. Michael Behe in fact does an exceptional job of making this necessarily tedious and highly technical subject interesting.
Darwin wrote his (in)famous little book at a time before modern microscopes, so he naturally assumed that such things as single-celled organisms and the cellular structure within multi-celled organisms were “simple.” Behe shows the reader why this quaint old assumption of Darwin’s has been proven egregiously, embarrassingly wrong. As Behe puts it, what the increasingly powerful microscopes of today keep showing us is “wheels upon wheels of complexity.” This is perhaps the most memorable line from the book. But the incalculably intricate microscopic complexity itself, as hard as it would be for Darwinism to explain away without a pre-existing information source, is not even the main problem Darwinists face.
As Behe shows, just as science finds with such larger complex structures such as the eye, there are multitudinous examples in the microscopic world of astoundingly complex biological systems within the cell structure, any one of which could not have “evolved” on its own–as mathematically and logically impossible as that would be–without a simultaneous ludicrously unlikely “evolution” of other parts of the system. In other words, you can’t get one without the other, and yet even the evolutionists have to admit each part of the system had to have “evolved” separately. So you’re not really looking at one freakish evolution; you are in fact being asked by the evolutionists to swallow the likelihood of hundreds of thousands of mathematically and logically impossible “evolutions,” all occuring separately, all occuring simultaneously, and each one impossible without all the others.
As Behe aptly points out, Darwinism is a humongously vast, absurdly convoluted “Rube Goldberg” machine that is 100% philosophical and 0% scientific.
Pay special attention to Darwinists who try to refute this book. They’ll talk up and down about Behe’s faulty “science,” but when you carefully examine their arguments you find it is all philosophical, or faith-based–even more than the usual evolutionary knee-jerk diatribe. They have to do this because the actual observable science is all on Behe’s side, and it’s even more plain for them to see this time because Behe speaks their same dry, clinical language–just without the naturalist baggage. And it really freaks them out because the language fits, but the message doesn’t fit their customary faith paradigm.
Of course, in the final analysis, it must be admitted that Behe, like the other “Intelligent Design” proponents, are beating around the bush. They might as well hop on the bandwagon for Jesus Christ and take up the cross with Him, because all that is going to result from the “I.D.” debate, even if “I.D.” proponents are victorious, is that godless rebellious men are going to idiotically opt for what is called “panspermia” and start believing that, sure, humans had an intelligent designer–it was a bunch of space aliens from the planet Dromecahedron! That’s right, and this is already starting to happen, with renowned naturalist scientists like Francis Crick. Of course, Crick and the other panspermaists don’t labor too long over the question of where the aliens themselves first came from.
Read Romans 1. God warned of such pompous foolishness a long, long time ago.
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