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But Why?


But Why?

under construction, thursday August 12th

I take it from Ed Mc Bain: A little girl goes into a candy store with her Grand Mother. They buy candy, they come out and they fall into the cross fire of two youngster gans fighting for the street corner. The little girl is killed.

This is no big deal;



I take it from "Six Feet Under". The baby is put in his baby bed for a rest. The baby stops breathing. The baby is dead.

And we can go on and on. Death, injuries, even victories, all happening without any visible sense.

So we are confronted with the big question:

Does it make sense?.

When you are a trained scientist, you cannot look at life and events and not observe it a  succession of random events, the same random events that take place in a Petri dish when bacterial colonies develop.

When you are John and you think about your life, you do not want to express,, it, you do not tell your friends, but inside yourself, you really have a feeling that your journey though life has been a journey full of meanings.

You may think that I was an agronomist in Africa, that the meaning of my life was to grow maize with poor people and feed the hungry. Which is true. But inside myself, which I do not tell anybody, I have always felt afterwards, that the real purpose of my trips, my meetings, the training cessions, the real meaning was that I had an appointment, that something was going to be said, that something was going to be listened to, that a message would be seeded and grow.

Of course it is nonsense, so much nonsense that one starts wondering whether it could not possibly make sense.

When Fleming forgot his Petri dish, did the bacteria growing and dying understand that they were creating the message about antibiotics, message that would for half a decade save humanity. We are the bacteria, the Universe is our Petri Dish, where is Fleming and whom are we going to cure?

As such, the story sounds like any other article you read in summer magazines. Yet it is a very difficult subject. It is related tot he teaching of evolution.

When I was young, we were exposed to the drawing, and so must you, showing how we have evolved from some stupid ape to some standing ape, to some stupid Human going around with his weapon club and developing into Today's Human going around with his super intelligent golf club. So we were all told that there is an evolution, that Life is going from simplicity to complexity, that we are at the top of the ladder, that we are the most developed Organism ever living. The problem being that this is not true. (Read Stephen Jay Gould)

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