Evolution never angers or disappoints me so much as when it is applied to mankind. I can only read so many articles explaining away the enigma of our souls before I am impelled to blog about my indignation. Everything about humankind that is a mysterious reflection of the divine is belittled to a mere reproductional boon. I suppose, in the absence of anything else, there is a comfort in Darwinism -- no supernatural, no surprises, everything very clear and orderly. But all it really provides is a framework for fairy tales. Nothing more.