... I'm reading a book advocating Intelligent Design. It feels a bit naughty, in a cigarettes-behind-the-shed kind of way. I know it's not good for me, but so many of the great and good condemn ID that the temptation became irresistible. I've picked Stephen Meyer's Signature In The Cell: DNA And The Evidence For Intelligent Design. Thomas Nagel, one of the most articulate philosophers around, and an atheist, picked it as a book of the year in the TLS. The letters page storm is still raging. So far, it's very readable, very knowledgeable about evolution, its philosophy and history, though it feels a bit god-of-the-gappy, and rather like Newton's deism depended upon a mechanistic model of the universe, Meyer's deism, if that's what it is, appears to depend upon an informational model of biology. But I'm only a chapter or two in. Shh!