What if...
Feb. 24th, 2011 11:45 am...the Battlestar Galactica story were true, and our ancestors really did come to Earth out of deep space?
It would mean growing up in a world where human beings are fundamentally different from every other species of life on the planet.
Darwin's theory, if it came to be known at all, would be a mere curiosity applicable only to lower life forms; humanity would stand apart from it as uniquely favored beings guided by a beneficent God to their earthly Eden out of interstellar darkness and chaos.
Ours would be a profoundly conservative society, part of a Divinely ordained universal order, presided over by an emperor descended from a legendary hero-ancestor, with each person conforming to his or her prescribed role. At best, it might come to resemble pre-1945 Japan; but more likely, I think, we'd be stuck in permanent feudalism, an endless Dark Age punctuated only by blights, plagues, floods, and other disasters, for faith must surely so completely displace doubt in such a world that science and technology, the engines of progress, would be severely retarded.
In the end, I think, a world of faith is a world enslaved. Doubt is the mother of knowledge and of liberty.
It would mean growing up in a world where human beings are fundamentally different from every other species of life on the planet.
Darwin's theory, if it came to be known at all, would be a mere curiosity applicable only to lower life forms; humanity would stand apart from it as uniquely favored beings guided by a beneficent God to their earthly Eden out of interstellar darkness and chaos.
Ours would be a profoundly conservative society, part of a Divinely ordained universal order, presided over by an emperor descended from a legendary hero-ancestor, with each person conforming to his or her prescribed role. At best, it might come to resemble pre-1945 Japan; but more likely, I think, we'd be stuck in permanent feudalism, an endless Dark Age punctuated only by blights, plagues, floods, and other disasters, for faith must surely so completely displace doubt in such a world that science and technology, the engines of progress, would be severely retarded.
In the end, I think, a world of faith is a world enslaved. Doubt is the mother of knowledge and of liberty.