An attribute of a good sci-fi story is that it should open new vistas for the imagination while, at the same time, not requiring the reader to put up with the preposterous.
Perhaps the evidence for the vast scope of Darwin’s theory really isn’t as strong as biologists over the years have been telling each other.
A New Yorker obit for naturalist atheist philosopher Jerry Fodor noted Fodor’s dismissal of the “natural selection” cult but, surprisingly, did not offer polite contempt.
I was alarmed to see physicist Sabine Hossenfelder accept as a definition of ”science,” not a method, but merely “what scientists do.”
They could just as well say that whatever created horses created unicorns, too.