When I opened my web browser today and Google started up, this screen greeted me:
I didn’t like seeing that. Harumph.
My office has been in “transition” (that’s an educated word for “disaster”) and there’s books and files everywhere. I spotted an old tract I picked up somewhere titled, “A Critique of the Theory of Evolution” by Dr. Charles Bauer, pastor of St. Paul’s Independent Evangelical Lutheran Church, 1959.
Flipping through I came across this delightful poem, “A Monkey’s Viewpoint”–
Three monkeys sat in a coconut tree,
Discussing things as were said to be.
Said one to the others, “See here, you two!
There’s a rumor afloat that can’t be true,
That man descended from our lofty race,
The very idea is a great disgrace.
No monkey ever deserted his wife,
Starved her babies and ruined her life;
And you’ve never known a mother monk
To leave her babies with others to bunk,
Or pass them on from one to another,
Till they couldn’t tell who is their mother?
Another thing you’ll never see,
Is a fence around a coconut tree,
And let the coconuts go to waste,
Forbidding all other monks a taste.
Why, if I built a fence around a coconut tree,
Starvation would force you to steal from me.
And another thing a monk won’t do,
That is, go out at night and get on a stew;
Or use a gun, club, or butcher knife
To take another poor monkey’s life.
Man may have descended–the ornery cuss,
But brothers–he didn’t descend from us!