One. I don’t know if “evolution” is a big T truth. Like irrefutable knowledge. Interesting premise, explains a lot but it’s kinda in the realm of mansplaining for me. The reason why I’m not running with it and screaming ignorance at alternative thought is cause I’ve looked in the mirror and walked around outside for a few decades and my experience with self and my species is, we like to talk and we don’t know shit. Literally. Studying shit didn’t get off the ground until the 1800s in the West Asian states of Europe (according to the West Asian states of Europe.) Up to then we just threw it at each other. Even the psychological study of scatology revolves around the nasty shit we do-with shit. This has influenced my thinking on the centuries intellectuals and profiteers have spent babbling about our “intelligence” and big ass, big “T” truth.
When people talk about how intelligent we are, how brilliant that person is I’m like, “Do you have a second opinion on the premise of human intelligence?” How often are accolades of brilliance based on the utility and profitability of that individual’s or groups’ ideas for those lauding that brilliance? More importantly, has any other species weighed in on the supposition of human intelligence?
Case in point: any one yet have a meaningful, intellectual conversation with a dolphin, a gorilla, a patch of moss? Anyone speak shark? Until we get a second opinion on our intelligence from another species, here or off planet, it’s all hubris. Us babbling on about us. That’s why, until that happens, I’m not taking anything any of you fuckers or myself say seriously. Unless you have a gun. Then you right. Spit that fiery oratory!
All the bedrock beliefs we hold as fundamental truths are based on some fucker or group of fuckers’ ability to physically exterminate alternatives. Change happens when the conqueror’s club, spear, musket or nuke no longer has the power to exterminate or at least dominate thought. Then shit gets crazy and fuckers frantically search for a new, upgraded baseball bat. I’ll call that my small “t” truth. Mainly cause I don’t know shit. But back to evolution.
Whether it’s a big “T” truth or not can we acknowledge that there will be missed nuances or theory shattering discoveries yet to come and shut the fuck up about how bad ass and brilliant and “knowing” we are? Cause when I look at the shit I’ve done and what the rest of us are doing I’m going with the idea we a bunch of barely upright monkeys, looking up at the stars with awe, while trying to figure out what to do with all that poop.