[Aside: Googling 'sentient' for this post gave this as the top link (which, of course, I've just reinforced
We were made (I was taught and once believed) in God's image. A comforting thought, invented at the time when the Earth was both flat, and the centre of the known universe. [2nd voice: for a toddler, Santa Claus is as real as gods] Then Copernicus dented our egos, putting the Sun at the centre; but we were still God's Special Creatures. [2nd voice: the child knows the present-leaver is father, but dutifully acts deceived] Then Darwin made the obvious (in hindsight) connections between us and other animals. [2nd voice: teenagers are always embarrassed by their parents'] Cosmologists went on to reveal this Earth as but a lump of wet dust circling an insignificant star in an ordinary galaxy among billions of galaxies. [2nd voice: the adult awakes, and marvels...]
How do you feel about that?
Why?
Would you prefer to have remained ignorant?
Why?
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