So evolution says...
The simple truth that Glenn Beck can say something of such intellectual incoherence - something in which I could eat tainted chorizo and literally SHART more intelligible audio - and still have such enraptured viewership, amazes me of how much further advanced I really am than him and his ilk and equally as horrified that I supposedly have to face the god that supposedly "intelligently" designed the aforementioned when I die.
Did anyone else draw the same parallels between Beck's faith-influenced obstinance and Mrs. Garrison's glorious display of scholarly interpretation of evolution?
