The inside of Todd Charles Wood’s head seems a frightening place—he’s responsible for huge chunks of baraminology; but he’s seen the evidence, he thinks evolution is a successful scientific theory, he attends mainstream conferences on evolution, but he feels he must assume it false because his faith says to. One stuck bad idea and you may be done. There’s no stupidity as exquisite as that really smart people fall prey to—longer to fall, maybe.
I mean, at least Serge Monast was actually crazy, so has an excuse.
The inside of Todd Charles Wood’s head seems a frightening place—he’s responsible for huge chunks of baraminology; but he’s seen the evidence, he thinks evolution is a successful scientific theory, he attends mainstream conferences on evolution, but he feels he must assume it false because his faith says to. One stuck bad idea and you may be done. There’s no stupidity as exquisite as that really smart people fall prey to—longer to fall, maybe.
I mean, at least Serge Monast was actually crazy, so has an excuse.