As a fellow mathematician, I would have liked to see from Rosenhouse a vigorous and insightful discussion of my ideas.
It is a pity that Darwin’s homeland no longer boasts a satirist of the caliber of Thomas Love Peacock to exploit this rich seam of comic absurdity.
If there’s one thing that Rosenhouse does well in this book, it is to misrepresent intelligent design and its use of mathematics.
It’s the evidence from Sagan’s fiction and other popular writing that is especially provocative.
Marvelously free of racist prejudice, Wallace noted in his fieldwork in far-flung locations that primitive tribes were intellectually the equals of Europeans.