I won’t spend much time on this, and I know it’ll probably come off sounding negative to some people… but why does it seem that ID proponents are all inane creationists?
Sure, most just don’t seem to understand a wit of science or biology; most are speaking out because of their religious conviction and not their interest in studying biology; and most are intellectually dishonest. But there are a few IDers out there that are actually honest, insightful, and interesting to talk to.
While I disagree with him on how we look at the ID/Evo debate in public discourse, I find MikeGene of Telic Thoughts to be chief among these honest and insightful IDers. Why? Because he takes the first step and admits the blatantly obvious: that the existence of God is not a scientific issue, but a theological one.
Others fall prey to the “fallacy of the middle ground” – pretending that their Designer is not God – simultaneously misconstruing science to support their claims, and denying the nature of their views. Was Jesus not disappointed for Peter, who denied knowing him?
And why, I ask, do creationists attack science so? I understand their reaction to atheism, even if I disagree with it, but not their attack of science itself. In Western democracies, at least, creationists have the right to their religious views, and nobody can take that away from them; they don’t have to become biologists or physicians, they don’t even have to study science if it so disturbs them, or use the drugs that are the fruits of medical research (research that makes sense only in the context of evolution).
Sigh…. this is an open question, of course – “ID” creationists will continue their crusade against science regardless of what I say.
But, if you still had any lingering doubts as to where the interests of IDers lay, just check out their choices in reading. Thus far at least,
all of the books mentioned are either explicitly dealing with religious concerns, and/or are very misleading about science. the balance is decidedly towards the theological reading, with an occaisional farce like Darwin’s Black Box thrown in for good measure.