Bob is. What Bob is not, Bob becomes. Everything is Anything Anything can be Bob. Abracadabra.
According to 2001: A Space Odyssey
It’s self evident that the human hand evolved to fit the 1911A1 Colt semiauto.
I thought the hand evolved to be able to fit into cracks where small tools always seem to fall and roll when the are accidentally dropped.
Nope, it did not.
Nonsense. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, a Jesuit,
was a devout evolutionist; everywhere a “hint” of evolution was supposedly found, he was there to unabashedly promote it. Sunking Cive is the modern day incarnation of this nut job.
As often as it happens, I suspect the human hand evolved just so’s I could get my fingers broken.
I’m focusing on the “tasty treat” of bone marrow. As a boy, my Eastern European parents would boil ham and a head of cabbage (quartered) and potatoes. The marrow from the ham bone (Schpick, to us) was added to boiled potatoes and smashed. Absolutely delicious. Fast forward to me in a high end, trendy restaurant that offered bone marrow and bread as an appetizer...for more than our entire meal as a lad cost.
Or to care for babies.
No, it was created before the death of any creature.
No, it evolved first in men concurrent with the discovery by early cave women of the “not tonight, I have a headache” excuse. So, if it were it not for the need for an appendage suitable for masterbation the entire human race would still be living in caves, they would all be democrats, and Hillary Clintrock would be president.
Yeah, so what gave DNA the idea to create the modern hand design? How did it make a working blueprint to begin with? Creation of more functional blueprints aren’t random.
Likewise tools didn’t create the need for hands, hands created tools.
Genetics is making evolutionary theory more unbelievable than ever...