Above is a picture of three children in 1954. One of them is me, the other two are not. I saw the world from inside one of these children.
Darwinists believe they can explain how these children evolved, but how did I end up inside one of them? This is a question that rarely seems to trouble evolutionists. They talk about human evolution as if they were outside observers and never seem to wonder how they got inside one of the animals they are studying. They seem to feel that they just need to explain how the human brain evolved, then there is nothing left to explain.
Well, there is a picture of a brain below, if you click on it and watch for a few minutes, you will quickly realize how extremely implausible and unsupported their explanation for the development of brains is. Nevertheless, is it really true that the “hard” problem of consciousness would be solved if you could explain how a mechanical brain could evolve?
Materialists claim that if a computer could be developed which is able to pass a “Turing test” and fool humans at their keyboards in the next room into thinking they are chatting with another human, then this computer has to be considered intelligent and conscious like humans. I am pretty sure this will not happen in my lifetime: if you put me in a room with two robots, I’m confident the humans in the next room will be able to determine in a few minutes, by chatting with us, which one of us is human.
But suppose one of the robots did pass his Turing test. Since robots are intelligently designed, that would not prove that blind natural forces could produce even a mechanical brain. But would it prove that human brains are just computers? No, I would propose a further, “Sewell” test: take a picture of the three of us typing at our computers, and show it to each of us. I will still think, that’s me inside this one, while I doubt either of the other two will think “oh, this one is me.” I’ll admit I can’t prove they won’t, but I don’t really need to prove it, because you already know they won’t.
I believe the other two children are just like me, and when they look at this picture today, they also think “this one is me, I saw the world from inside that animal.” Though it’s possible I might have grown up with two robots, who were very expertly programmed to pass their Turing tests, I can’t be absolutely sure. But I’m sure at least that I am not a robot, and I will still wonder how I got inside one of those children, even if you could convince me that you can explain everything else.