When I saw the news about Ardi, it was like déjà vu all over again.
Ardi lived 4.4 million years ago in the woodlands of East Africa. She spent most of her time in the trees. She stood about 4 feet tall, weighed 110 pounds, and had long arms, short legs, and a grasping big toe that was perfect for clambering branch to branch. She ate in the trees, raised her offspring in the trees, slept in the trees. But sometimes she came down to the ground, and stood upright. She could walk on two legs. She was, in a sense, taking baby steps on a journey that would change the world. — Washington Post
I swear this is the girl I took to my junior prom. But how can this be? She’s 4.4 million years old. As ancient as I am, I can’t claim to be more than half her age at most.
Nevertheless, the resemblance is uncanny. I think that’s what she wore, too. I remember I had a helluva time talking her out of it, and once I did, I wished I hadn’t. She had more hair on her back than the metal shop teacher, known as “Mr. Sweater.” She had a better vocabulary, though. Not that I cared.
The Creationists are surprisingly low-key on this discovery. Evidently it’s just one of those annoying facts that interfere with their beliefs about the way god created the world a few decades back, si they ignore it. Besides, they’re somewhat irritated that the former president, who remains solidly in their ideological camp, never got a Nobel Prize for his faith, and the current occupant of the White House, who seems to favor science and Darwin and reading to oneself without moving one’s lips, found one tossed his way simply for not being his predecessor.
Besides, any Creationist worth his salt doesn’t see anything significant about Ardi’s discovery. They see no link between whatsoever her and us human creatures. It’s a shame I can’t produce as proof the banana peel from the gift she gave me on prom night. I solemnly pinned an orchid on her furry breast, and she gravely handed me a ripe Chiquita in return. “Grungh,” she said. “Let’s dance,” I answered.
Very moving ‘way back then. But we were young. So very, very young. * sigh *