Evolution is one of the two or three most primally fascinating subjects in all the sciences.

Results rarely specify their causes unambiguously. If we have no direct evidence of fossils or human chronicles, if we are forced to infer a process only from its modern results, then we are usually stymied or reduced to speculation about probabilities. For many roads lead to almost any Rome.

I can envision observations and experiments that would disprove any evolutionary theory I know.

The invalid assumption that correlation implies cause is probably among the two or three most serious and common errors of human reasoning.

We are the offspring of history, and must establish our own paths in this most diverse and interesting of conceivable universes—one indifferent to our suffering, and therefore offering us maximum freedom to thrive, or to fail, in our own chosen way.

Still, our creationist incubi, who would never let facts spoil a favorite argument, refuse to yield, and continue to assert the absence of all transitional forms by ignoring those that have been found, and continuing to taunt us with admittedly frequent examples of absence.

People may believe correct things for the damndest and weirdest of wrong reasons.