Left to their own devices, the laws of nature tend toward degradation and death, not life.
All the hyperbole shows the fix is in — Wallace has been made safe for scientism and Darwinian reductionism. The academy can breathe easy.
“The scales on the wings of a moth,” he said quietly, “have no explanation in Evolution. They belong to Beauty, and Beauty is a spiritual mystery.”
On their own, the laws of nature don’t tend toward life. To stay alive, living things utilize ingenious solutions.
It strains credulity to suppose that an unguided process of random variation sifted by natural selection could assemble such a delicately arranged system.