By now, I’m sure, many people know about the debate between Bill Nye and Ken Ham. Bill Nye, he of the bow tie, the science guy, stepped up to the podium to have it out, toe-to-toe, with Ken Ham, erstwhile champion of creationism, founder of the Creation Museum in Kentucky which has been the subject of continual mirthful derision by anyone with even a scintilla of understanding about science. They were to debate evolution versus creationism, which in my mind is like debating the similarities between Einstein and Sasquatch. Other than the assertion by certain folks that they are somehow (a) equivalent and (b)…well, really, there is no “b” in this formulation.
Apparently even a poll conducted on Christian Today shows that Bill Nye pretty much mopped the floor with Ken Ham, who answered not one single question put to him by Nye in any useful way. Only 9% of respondents apparently saw Ham as the winner. Of course that won’t be the end of it. After the debate, a number of self-styled Christians presented questions for Nye which they, presumably, thought would stump him. Buzzfeed posted several. Go take a look, then come on back. (You can also see the entire debate there.)
What’s that phrase? “The stupid…it hurts.”
Was that unkind? Sorry. (Not really.)  But while any single one of these can be dismissed as, oh, lack of attention, missed something in biology class (or astronomy), didn’t see that special on NOVA, collectively this amounts to willful ignorance at best.
“If humans came from monkeys, why are there still monkeys?” Seriously? Do you really not know how dumb that is? You came from your parents—we all did—so why are there still parents? Sorry, that was flip, but it does, actually, point up the problem, albeit in a rather crude and simplistic way.
And noetics? That isn’t part of any segment of this debate, so…?
There was a time I would get mightily energized by this kind of thing. I admit I had a deep-seated interest in being on the “right” side of this debate. I still do, but it hardly gets me out the door anymore because I realized somewhere along the way that what we’ve been witnessing in the efforts of people like Ken Ham, as strenuous and perhaps sincere as they are, is the death spasm of a world view that doesn’t work. It never did, but there was a time that understanding that didn’t make much difference, except to a few intellectual outliers here and there. The fever pitch of condemnation coming from them is the sound of panic as the world prepares to leave them behind.
No, I’m not talking about the death of religion. I do not believe that is possible. I’m only talking about a very public formulation of a view of religion that has as its primary purpose nothing more than the regimentation of the faithful and the casting out of the new. I’m talking about a narrative that seeks to impose and deny. Impose its substance and form and deny any countervailing view. I’m talking, really, about style.
Style is about identity. When we talk about it that way, as style, it seems insignificant in the larger scheme of things. Fashion. And much of it is ephemeral. But shift it to something else, as in artistic expression, and it takes on a bit more meaning. The style of a writer is that writer’s voice, personality—identity. There is something so deeply personal about style in this sense and we all recognize it. We instantly recognize a musician with whom we are familiar by the style of playing. Unknown canvases by painters declare identity in the manner of brushstroke or photographs betray their creators by the particular angle, frame, contrast. Style at this level is inextricably linked to identity and when that style is declared no longer valid, a kind of death attends.
Because this is æsthetics, something utterly vital and intrinsic to our sense of self, yet so rarely discussed when any list of what makes us human gets trotted out for debate. How we see the world and how we react to what we see, this is æsthetics in action and it defines us. It defines us culturally, historically, and individually. You can see it in that list of questions, in many ways so pathetic, when the question is framed in terms of awe and wonder. A sunset, the amazingness of the world—even that fey reference to noetics—these are questions of reaction and interpretation to sensory experience, filtered through a value system that provides us with a quality of self grounded in our relation to the matrix of reality through which we move:  æsthetics.
Ken Ham’s museum displays exhibits showing humans coexisting with dinosaurs. At some level, this is a world he wishes to have as real. What kid doesn’t love dinosaurs at some point? It’s inexplicable. I’m continually amazed at what seems to be a persistent fascination across generations. Part of us really wants there to be dinosaurs. Not only that, but dinosaurs in our midst, at least at some point.
Dinosaurs aren’t in the Bible. In fact, I know of no holy book in any culture that mentions them unless you want to see dragons as some neolithic abstraction of dinosaurs.  (They’re not, they emerge out of very different pools of myth, namely serpents, the Worm, but after the discovery and ultimate understanding of fossil dinosaurs dragons became more and more visually conforming to them.) Yet even the most ardent of creationists are fascinated. There is no mention of them in Genesis, they would never have fit on the ark, and there’s no mention in that story of any animals left behind (the song about the unicorn notwithstanding). Had they been, we would have found much, much fresher bones, not buried nearly so deep.
At some point people like Ken Ham came to accept the reality of dinosaurs, not as deceptive deposits from Satan to worry our overly-curious intellects, but as species in their own right. Intentionally or not, they had to accept science in order to make the effort to write them into their stunted history of the universe, which has opened them to eventual extinction as examples of mainstream thought, much less champions of any kind of reality.
In a way, the debate just passed was totally unfair. Ken Ham kept pointing to his narrative as its own evidence, offering nothing beyond it to answer the evidence-laden arguments of his opponent. He wasn’t even in the same debate, really. He was there to insist that all these things Bill Nye represents should be ignored in favor of a story. He insists that the story is sufficient and this other thing, this science thing, is nothing but an evil distraction from what he thinks is important. The sad part is he probably doesn’t even know why that story is important.
It’s important because all wonder-based growth begins as a story. We’re fascinated, entranced, and there’s magic in the narrative. So much magic that we want to know more. And so we go looking and if we look honestly we find so much else that transcends the modest confines of that first story. We find universes of wonder, which we might never have looked for without first having been delighted by a story. Ken Ham found a story that amazed him.
But then he stopped. He stopped looking, because, it seems, he never wanted to leave that first moment of childlike wonder, wanting it to be everything. It’s sad because while we can revisit it and we can experience the same sensation again and again and again, with new discoveries, if we try to freeze that moment and keep it, unchanging, it either fades…or rots…all on its own. What some folks do then is build a museum in their hearts to preserve a memory that is no longer there, leaving us with the surrounding edifice and an echo. Without new sounds, new sights, new growth, the museum calcifies and eventually becomes a fossil, never buried, bleached and empty.
At some point, Ken Ham built that museum out in the open for everyone to visit.
Apparently, fewer and fewer go. It possesses novelty, but no genuine wonder. And without wonder, what is there?
Mark, I hope you’re right about the efforts of the creationists being a “death spasm of a world view that doesn’t work.” But I recall that both my father, who was a little kid during the Scopes trial, and I thought back in the 70s that this view was dying out, and yet it came back stronger than ever. So the ongoing creationist fight worries me quite a lot.
It’s stronger than ever within a shrinking demographic. I don’t here refer to belief in general but to the specific group pushing this agenda. They have the loudest voices right now, but as the Christian Today poll suggests, even among believers they have less credibility. However, desperation in its last stages can often be see the most destruction.
I have to say that I did learn something from watching the debate. Well, not necessarily learned something as formulated a new hypothesis regarding the potential motivation behind pressing a creationist model.
First – while I don’t adhere to any religious belief system(s), I understand that many people are deeply invested in such and take it as a personal attack on their own selves when their belief systems are called into question. I’ve got no personal issue with folks who want to believe in scientifically un-grounded things, be it santa clause, the tooth fairy or a god. What I do have a problem with is when some insist that their belief system be used as the basis for rights, ethics, morals and laws that all of us must live with. The bottom line is that a religiously/spiritually based belief system is not founded on reality and can not be used to formulate logical, rational decisions.
Anyway.
What I’ve come to hypothesize is this: a religiously-based belief system is one without constraints, while science is full of constraints – laws. Time flows in one direction (for us); a pound of feathers and a pound of lead will always weigh the same. There is always an equal and opposite reaction to an applied force. Light can only travel so fast and no more in a vacuum.
Whereas the religious view allows for the contravention of all known laws – even those imposed by whatever god is in question (if you break them, usually there is some formula for redeeming yourself – or you get smited. In either case, no contradiction). Perhaps, without realizing it, those who are clinging to such non-rational belief systems are in actuality rebelling against the imposition of rules not of their own choosing. Real rules, as opposed to unfounded and arbitrary ones (that can always be manipulated to ones own advantage; you can’t change the laws of thermodynamics on a whim just because you don’t like the consequences. A biblical edict on the other hand, can almost always be “interpreted” in whatever manner is required at the moment.)
Perhaps what we are really witnessing is an argument between those who have accepted the limitations of the real world, and those who refuse to do so.
I suppose there is value in a critique of the Nye/Ham debate. Certainly it is as useful as getting up and shaking off a near miss by an 18 wheeler that knocked you over going by at 100 miles per hour. I’ve had similar feelings after surviving a deeply disturbing incident. I think the desire to reach “even the least among us” is a driver of evangelical practice that outweighs reason and logic, and defies sensibility and fact. Survival of his view depends upon survival of social groups that survive and thrive on faith and hope. Constantine realized this and bought the Roman Empire many extra centuries of influence and wealth.