Impossible!: On the other hand:
I would guess that none of the people driving their ancient Volvos or newish Lexuses with Darwin badges of intelligence (as they see it) realize that 12 years after he published his most famous work, Charles Darwin published The Descent of Man, an unapologetic treatise claiming that some races (cough!) are more intelligent than others. But Down Under, where the capital of the vast Northern Territory sports his name, they have noticed that Darwin was a white supremacist. Michael Madigan of the Brisbane Courier-Mail writes in a paywalled article:
“[C]alling Charles Darwin, that towering scientific figure of the last millennium and father of evolutionary biology, a white supremacist doesn’t quite hit the mark.
“Chuck was the white supremacist’s White Supremacist — the man who actually wrote the book on white supremacy… “
Writing for a publication of the National Institutes of Health, Steven Rose says that in addition to being a racist, Darwin was unforgivably sexist.
Thomas Lifson, “It’s time for atheists and progs with Darwin bumper stickers to get rid of their white supremacist dog whistles” at American Thinker
It’s a good thing Darwin’s long dead so we needn’t pay for him to have a 24-hour bodyguard.
But seriously, much as this stupid culture-wrecking is deplorable, the fact is, many of us have tried to talk about Darwin’s racism for many years, only to be rebuffed by sneery Darwinists who claimed – in total defiance of facts – that it ain’t so because Darwin… opposed slavery!
Well, it’s a good thing he did. But a racist could certainly oppose slavery on a number of grounds. In the same way that a person who thinks that women are not equal to men can certainly oppose polygamy. One can oppose a given cultural practice without making any claims at all about equality of persons.
If Darwin’s bronze head rolls… we just wish we could have had a constructive discussion earlier.
See also: Darwin reader: Darwin’s racism
Hat tip: Ken Francis, co-author with Theodore Dalrymple of The Terror of Existence: From Ecclesiastes to Theatre of the Absurd