Clifford J. Stevens 2008-09-25
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This book anticipates the storm that followed Richard Dawkins' best seller, "The God Delusion", which told us bluntly that there is no cosmic security, that there is some kind of a future in our DNA, that we are doomed to oblivion, so why not have good time while we're at it."
Apparently his idea of a good time is hope in Darwinism(his version, of course), a dose of random selection, a round or two of bottled atheism, and "let's all sing in the dark, because we are all doomed anyway.
He actually thinks that his Gospel of the Absence of God is something that will cheer people up. Who is he talking to, anyway? What kind of logic is behind the simple statement that "God does not exist because I say so"?
We have to begin by dissolving the imaginary iceberg that he has placed between human reason and the existence of God. He has not shown in any believeable, cogent and reasoned way that his version of Darwinian evolution disproves the existence of God. He has simply created a massive smokescreen asking people to believe on his word alone.
That is the crux of the question: can you demonstrate God's non-existence from evolutionary biology? In this book, written some years before "The God Delusion", but obviously anticipating it, he pulls out all stops, and there is one solid truth behind this wealth of words: atheists can be as moral, as upright, as in love with beauty and as concerned about their neighbors as anyone else. That is not the issue. The issue is: Does Darwinian evolution disprove the existence of God and the foundation of religion? The answer is No. This book anticipates "The God Delusion" by attempting to turn his roaring lion into a pussycat.
"The Selfish Gene" was a masterpiece of evolutionary biology - except for the End Notes, and this book is something of an extended End Note on his brand of evolutionary biology. There are golden threads throughout the book, as there are in the End Notes. But most are actually moral and ethical principles hanging on the thread of their own weight, with no intellectual or reasoned foundation, their only authority: Richard Dawkins himself.
The best refutation I have found of the thesis of this book is Joyce Kilmer's "Rouge Bouquet". It is poetry and so is "Unweaving the Rainbow". But Richard Dawkins poetry does not blot out the stinging and sterile prose of "The GOd Delusion". If Richard Dawkins cannot make sense out of life, he certainly cannot make sense out of death. This book is a feeble attempt to do so.
