It's pretty well documented that I'm a cynical bitch. I don't suffer from an over abundance of faith.
Faith in politics and/or politicians.
Faith in the media.
Faith in my fellow humans (mostly).
Faith in any sort of god and/or organised religion.
So it hurt my brain to hear on the radio yesterday, during a discussion about religious education in schools, that (are you sitting down?) only 19% of Americans believe in evolution (NINETEEN FUCKING PERCENT!!!!) and a marginally less obscene 42% of Australians.
I accept that such surveys are often skewed in various ways and I accept that there would be a certain percentage out of the 81% (and 58%) who would argue that humans were dropped on planet earth by aliens but that still leaves a shocking number of people who believe that us humans were created by a guy in a robe and a long beard who lives up in the sky.
That sort of information causes an overload in my brain. I don't know how to process such data.
But I have come to accept (though not understand) that there are fans of Celine Dion and Andre Rieu in the world so I suppose I will eventually find a way of living with such mind boggling information.