[basil ransome-davies]

'Darwin's Rottweiler'? Darwin's poodle, more like. The silly empiricist muppet will believe anything as long as it's 'evidence-based'. Can't get his over-educated head around miracles, ya-boo to a First Cause, theology all mumbo-jumbo, but ooh – here comes the protozoic slime, look mum, there's a dinosaur, and now the monkeys are jumping out of the trees and standing upright. Next thing they're talking, fermenting grapes and inventing Cartesian dualism. Is he having a laugh, or what? Mind you, I knew this was coming, absolute prescience being part of the job description. Suits my purpose, as a matter of fact. When the faith is getting a touch moribund there's nothing like a rabid, big-mouthed enemy to bring it back to life.