I had a plan
It seemed beautiful.
I was going to fabricate some peer–reviewed journals of Intelligent Design.
Not to fool anyone who was paying attention or with any sense at all. Not for gain, either.
I was going to expose the weaknesses that I see in ID by having some absurd articles on various subjects that ID seems to imply but does not discuss, or has a self serving emphasis. And I knew of no such journal for ID, which is ridulous for a science.
This was not going to be malicious, my patron saint was going to be Jonathan Swift.
To finish off the plan, perfectionist that I am, I did some extra research before going foreward. And guess what?
I found that there was a peer reviewed journal of ID. One. I didn’t find any more. Maybe they exist, but I didn’t see any more.
I didn’t think much of its editorial process, not really strict enough for my taste, but it existed. It is a start.
And that is good enough for me.
Whatever disagreements I have with ID, it has to play out its attempt at science, for better or worse.
Ruined my joke, though…
QK