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Why God Doesn't Exist

    If we eliminate climate, disease, and relations with Man (admixture, overkill, competition), the anthropo-
    logist runs out of extinction mechanisms for Neanderthal and for Woolly. It is evident that none of these
    agents can explain why our cousins (and contemporaries such as the saber tooths) are not around today
    and, certainly, we must rule out extraterrestrial impacts and acts of God such as volcanoes and
    earthquakes. We are at a point where we must erase the board and brainstorm something new. The old
    theories simply don't work.

    I will propose here a natural mechanism that accounts for the disappearance of both Neanderthal and
    Woolly. Unlike the mechanisms proposed by orthodoxy, this one is intrinsic and applicable to any species
    irrespective of habitat. This 'agent' is called aging. Not only do individuals grow old, but so do species.
    When a species has been around for hundreds of thousands of years, it has had time to conquer the
    invisible enemies that keep its numbers in check. Once the species conquers the bugs through the
    process of natural selection, the average life expectancy increases and population expands.

    Is it safe to say that the species is now healthier?

    In the context of extinction, it is more accurate to say that the species has grown old. The species is now
    ripe for extinction. That's what happens when you mess around with viruses and bacteria.
So then, how did Neanderthal and
Woolly disappear?
Okay! So if we eliminate
climate, disease, and
Man, there are no other
explanations for the
extinction of Neanderthal
or Woolly. They must still
be around somewhere!
We just have to be more
alert and keep an eye out
for them.

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I don't know, Bill. Someone once
told me that my great granddaddy
had been a Neanderthal, but I've
got my doubts. And all I've ever
seen here at the zoo are elephants!