In the February issue of Discover magazine (soon to be online here), "Blinded by Science" writer Bruno Maddox shares his secular perspective of Answers in Genesis' nearly completed Creation Museum.  More to the point, he gives his personal impression of Ken Ham (AIG founder, president and CEO) and Jason Lisle (astrophysicist and AIG speaker), both of whom he spoke with during his tour of the museum.  Maddox describes himself as "so hard-core an atheist as to make Richard Dawkins look like the Virgin Mary;" Ham and Lisle he describes as "boats against the current of truth, borne ceaselessly into being just completely, utterly wrong."

What's paradoxical about Maddox's article is that he admits he couldn't refute anything he saw in the museum. That, in fact, he lost several attempted arguments with both Ham and Lisle.

Every time I feel my scientific hackles start to rise, I turn a corner and there's a reminder, either written or manifest in diorama form, that everything I've seen is merely a theory, a possible scenario, a best guess.

What's odd is, if it were a museum of natural history that Maddox was visiting, such disclaimers would be met with praise. As long as the primary principle of atheistic evolution was followed, every variation on a theme concerning planetary, stellar, and biological evolution would be welcomed with open arms. The "Disclaimers" would simply be evidence of the museum's open-minded approach--accolades of good science.

Not so for creationists. Any troublesome interference by God, any textually-based presuppositions, any views that fall outside the consensual, are forbidden on a philosophical basis. No wonder Maddox was offended by artistic license.

I'm going to quote extensively from the article to sustain my claim that Ham and Lisle were mocked. This is Maddox:

 After losing several arguments to Ham, I head to the next-door office and start losing them to one Dr. Jason Lisle, a fresh-faced 32-year-old astrophysicist. Presently I bring up space aliens, wondering whether their discovery would pose a problem to the creationist creed. Lisle grows visibly uneasy. "Well, it would depend," he tells me, and off he goes, talking very fast indeed. He doesn't want to be dogmatic, because the Bible doesn't explicitly say there aren't extraterrestrials . . . but it does say we supposedly have dominion over all the plants and animals . . . Genesis 1:26 would have to be dealt with, of course, if there were aliens . . . though perhaps not if the life-form were merely a form of moss or lichen . . . and there's no scriptural barrier to God's having designed a planet populated entirely by spatulas. . .

As he continues, I find myself reminded of F. Scott Fitzgerald's proposition in The Crack-Up, that "the test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function." Fitzgerald's first-rate mind, of course, eventually stopped retaining the ability to function, and watching Lisle try to reconcile the cutting edge of modern planetary physics with the offhand assertions of a religious tract written thousands of years ago by an unknown assortment of bearded semi-cave dwellers, I found myself wondering how long the poor chap has.

Lisle himself may wonder the same thing, for all I know, during long, dark nights of the soul. In fact, I bet he does, and I feel for him. I arrived in Kentucky hoping to find a sympathetic slant on the creationist agenda. What I came away with, to my surprise, was less of a sympathetic slant than something akin to actual human sympathy.

For the record, I have even less patience now for the creationist agenda than I did going in, because I now suspect that they don't really believe the falsehoods with which they are trying to flood the world. But at the same time I got the clear impression that they don't have any choice. I thought I was going to meet people who love God and therefore hate science. What I found instead were people who love God but who have at least a pretty serious crush on science as well, and thus find themselves in the Fitzgeraldian nightmare of waking up every day and trying to believe in both. They will--they must--spend their lives, and brains, trying to think of ways that patently false ideas can be made to seem, if not actually true, at least not quite so patently false. It is, I fear, a doomed exercise, but it's a heroic one as well, it pains me to admit.

I for one, have less patience with Discover than I did going in. To allow one of their writers to paint Ph.D. holding scientists like Lisle as mentally disturbed, without giving any consideration to the ideas being proposed, is dishonorable and sloppy. They owe AIG an apology.

Personally, I think Lisle answered Maddox's question well. He was taking Maddox seriously, a kindness that wasn't returned to him. What was weird was that Maddox, purporting to be the nemesis of unfounded hypotheses, would even entertain the prospect of alien life. On what evidence?

If anti-god crowd wants to attack baseless beliefs, why don't they make war on UFO's?  There's a world of a lot more evidence for the biblical stories than for little green men.

(See Discover's "20 Things You Didn't Know About . . . Aliens.")