By: Unkown
Jan. 2000
"LET ME EXPLAIN THE problem
Science has with GOD." The atheist professor of philosophy at Oxford University
pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.
" You're a Muslim, aren't you, son?" "LET ME EXPLAIN THE problem
Science has with GOD." The atheist professor of philosophy at Oxford University
pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.
" You're a Muslim, aren't you, son?"
" Yes, sir."
" So you believe in
GOD?"
"Absolutely."
" Is GOD good?"
"Sure! GOD is good."
"Is GOD all-powerful?
Can GOD do anything?"
"Yes."
"Are you good or evil?"
"The Quran says I'm
evil."
The professor grins
knowingly. "Ahh! THE QURAN!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for
you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You
can do it. Would you help him? "Would you try?"
"Yes sir, I would."
"So you're good...!"
"I wouldn't say that."
"Why not say that? You
would help a sick and maimed person if you could...in fact most of us would
if we could... GOD doesn't. [No answer.] How is this GOD good? Hmmm? Can
you answer that one?" [No answer] The elderly man is sympathetic. "No,
you can't, can you?" He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to
give the student time to relax. In philosophy, you have to go easy with
the new ones. "Let's start again, young fellow." "Is GOD good?"
"Err... Yes."
"Is Shaytan good?"
"No."
"Where does Shaytan
come from?" The student falters.
"From... GOD..."
"That's right. GOD made
Shaytan, didn't he?" The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his
thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student audience. "I think we're
going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen." He turns
back to the Muslim. "Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"
"Yes, sir."
"Evil's everywhere,
isn't it? Did GOD make everything?"
"Yes."
"Who created evil? [
No answer] "Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness?
All the terrible things - do they exist in this world? "
The student squirms
on his feet. "Yes."
"Who created them? "
[No answer] The professor suddenly shouts at his student. "WHO CREATED
THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE! "The professor closes in for the kill and climbs
into the Muslim's face. In a still small voice: "GOD created all evil,
didn't He, son?" [No answer] The student tries to hold the steady, experienced
gaze and fails. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of
the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me,"
he continues, "How is it that this GOD is Good if He created all evil throughout
all time?" The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness
of the world. "All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture,
all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good GOD
is all over the world,isn't it, young man?" [No answer] "Don't you see
it all over the place? Huh?" Pause. "Don't you?" The professor leans into
the student's face again and whispers, "Is GOD Good?" [No answer] "Do you
believe in GOD, son?" The student's voice betrays him and cracks.
"Yes, professor. I do."
The old man shakes his head sadly.
"Science says you have
five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have
you? "
"No, sir. I've never
seen Him."
"Then tell us if you've
ever heard your GOD?"
"No, sir. I have not."
"Have you ever felt
your GOD, tasted your GOD or smelt your GOD...in fact, do you have any
sensory perception of your GOD whatsoever?" No answer "Answer me, please."
"No, sir, I'm afraid
I haven't."
"You're AFRAID... you
haven't?"
"No, sir."
"Yet you still believe
in him?"
"...Yes..."
"That takes FAITH!"
The professor smiles sagely at the underling "According to the rules of
empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol science says your GOD doesn't
exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your GOD now?" The student
doesn't answer "Sit down, please." The Muslim sits...Defeated
Another Muslim raises
his hand. "Professor, may I address the class?" The professor turns and
smiles.
"Ah, another Muslim
in the vanguard! Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the
gathering." The Muslim looks around the room.
"Some interesting points
you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you. Is there such thing
as heat?"
"Yes," the professor
replies. "There's heat."
"Is there such a thing
as cold?"
"Yes, son, there's cold
too."
"No, sir, there isn't."
The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The second
Muslim continues. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat,
mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat but we don't have anything
called 'cold'. We can hit 273 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but
we can't go any further after that. "There is no such thing as cold, otherwise
we would be able to go colder than 273. You see, sir, cold is only a word
we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we
can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite
of heat, sir, "just the absence of it." Silence. A pin drops somewhere
in the classroom. "Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"
"That's a dumb question,
son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?"
"So you say there is
such a thing as darkness?"
"Yes..."
"You're wrong again,
sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can
have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light but if you have
no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it?
That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't.
If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar
of it. Can you...give me a jar of darker darkness, professor?" Despite
himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him. This
will indeed be a good semester.
"Would you mind telling
us what your point is, young man?"
"Yes, professor. My
point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your
conclusion must be in error...."
The professor goes toxic."
Flawed...? How dare you...!"" "Sir, may I explain what I mean?" The class
is all ears. "Explain... oh, explain..." The professor makes an admirable
effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves his
hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.
"You are working on
the premise of duality," the Muslim explains. "That for example there is
life and then there's death; a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing
the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir,
science cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism
but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the
opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist
as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence
of it." The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a
neighbor who has been reading it. "Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids
this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"
"Of course there is,
now look..."
"Wrong again, sir. You
see, Immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing
as injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a
thing as evil?" The Muslim pauses... "Isn't evil the absence of good?"
The professor's face has turned an alarming color. He is so angry he is
temporarily speechless. The Muslim continues. "If there is evil in the
world, professor, and we all agree there is, then GOD, if he exists, must
be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil. What is that work,
GOD is accomplishing? The Quran tells us it is to see if each one of us
will, of our own free will, choose good over evil."
The professor bridles.
"As a philosophical scientist, I don't view this matter as having anything
to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the
concept of GOD or any other theological factor as being part of the world
equation because GOD is not observable."
"I would have thought
that the absence of GOD'S moral code in this world is probably one of the
most observable phenomena going," the Muslim replies. "Newspapers make
billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you
teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"
"If you are referring
to the natural evolutionary process, young man,yes, of course I do."
"Have you ever observed
evolution with your own eyes, sir?" The professor makes a sucking sound
with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare. "Professor,
since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot
even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching
your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a priest?"
"I'll overlook your
impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite
finished?" the professor hisses.
"So you don't accept
God's moral code to do what is righteous?"
"I believe in what is
- that's science!"
"Ahh! SCIENCE!" the
student's face splits into a grin. "Sir, you rightly state that science
is the study of observed phenomena." Science too is a premise which is
flawed."..
"SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?"
the professor splutters. The class is in uproar. The Muslim remains standing
until the commotion has subsided. "To continue the point you were making
earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"
The professor wisely keeps silent. The Muslim looks around the room. "Is
there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?" The
class breaks out in laughter. The Muslim points towards his elderly, crumbling
tutor." Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain...
felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain?" No
one appears to have done so. The Muslim shakes his head sadly. "It appears
no-one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever.
Well, according to the rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol,
science, I DECLARE that this professor has no brain."
The class is in chaos.
The Muslim sits... Because that is what a chair is for.