Someone recommended a Michael Crichton book, “Prey,” as a good book for reading on the iPad. I like technology stories, especially if they blend in nonfiction techno babble with a good, solid fiction plot. And I LOVE reading from the iPad– it’s so much easier to read in bed with that than to juggle a big book and flip pages that catch on the covers. Unfortunately, the kind of books that I like to read are rather slim on the iPad (it has a Kindle reader). So I’ve been taking suggestions. And tried “Prey.” I read Crichton’s “Timeline,” and liked it. I thought “Prey” would be another good thriller.
Ugh. “Prey” stinks. It’d be better if I’d stuck to reading witty holiday cards, those have more sense than this book.
The entire book was practically a running propaganda for evolution. WHICH Mr. Crichton TOTALLY got wrong. It’s not “evolution” for an organism to adapt to its environment, dude. That’s called ADAPTATION. I know there are some knuckleheads in the science world who rabidly defend evolution, looking for every opportunity to sneak it into our culture and education. But it’s ALL WRONG. The “swarm” in Crichton’s book may learn and adapt, but it’s not turning into another species, hello! Learning is not evolving. There is no evidence for evolution, none. There’s plenty of evidence for adaptation. But just because an organism adapts an immunity or learns new tricks does not mean it’s going to turn into a lizard or chimp. Or a man. Ridiculous.
So, it was difficult to stomach all that propaganda or error or whatever it was. And then, there was the swearing. Holy cow, do we HAVE to include disgusting, vulgar language into books? It’s bad enough on TV and film. I guess I have higher expectations when I open a book. :-p One character swears like there’s no tomorrow. His death is sad but you’re almost happy to see the character leave because he is so perverse and vulgar.
Anyway, I have learned my lesson. I’m sticking to nonfiction. I just got Frederick Artz’ “Mind of the Middle Ages,” and I have yet to read a fantastic biography of Dr. James Kennedy (my son recommends it). But these are big books that catch on the covers as I flip the pages. *sigh*


who discovers salvation in Christ. The author, Richard Wurmbrand, then relates numerous stories of the struggles that he and other Romanian Christians experienced after the War– during the anti-Semitic pogroms from the Nazis, the Orthodox churches, and other groups; then he relates the Fascist and Communist upheavals of Eastern Europe (they were all right in the middle of everything). Oh my gosh, what these people went through! It’s scathing, just scathing. Half of the stuff these people go through is so totally and mind-bogglingly (wow, that word passes through spell-check!) foreign. And the other half is all about comminity and love and how these people banded together despite vicious persecution. This mindset of community coupled with the atrocities that Christians and Jews went through (and did to each other) is foreign to an American mind.
The home owner who leaves his home unprotected does so at great risk, me thinks. All it takes is one jerk in a ski mask to give you a good reality check. Or a heart attack.
