The Language of God
By Gene Franks
Many Americans will find this unlikely — it will surely come as a shock to George W. Bush — but there are a number of religious thinkers in this world who maintain that That Old Time Religion is seriously showing its age. From the pews to the pulpit, the faith is weakening. There is evidence, in fact, to support the notion that Christianity, as we all know and love-or-hate it, is (to state it in the proper historical parlance) pretty much doomed. –David Templeton. (“Can Jesus Survive the Millennium?” in Northern California Bohemian, April 3, 2001).
Recent developments in genetics, or Genetics, I should say, have underlined just how right I’ve been all the years I’ve been exposing myself to ridicule, scorn, and
outright raucous laughter by saying that Science, not Christianity, is modern America’s religion. In case you haven’t yet caught on to this—I think it’s only me and about two other people who have—I’ll explain. I do not say that Science has characteristics of a religion, or that Science has similarities to some religions; I say, specifically and without equivocation, that Science is now and for some time has been America’s national religion.
Whatever we might think we believe, we Americans have been so totally indoctrinated in the thinking of the Church of Science that we all share a deep and abiding belief in the Laws of Science and Technology. Christianity is now one of America’s hobbies, and Science is America’s religion. Americans have far stronger faith in their automobile to get them to church than in their Church’s God-In-Residence to perform even the tiniest of miracles. And if our eye offends us, we do not pluck it out, as Jesus commanded, but rather we go to our certified ophthalmologist for a complete eye examination and professional treatment. Jesus’ commandment notwithstanding, eye-plucking is now seen by all as barbaric, un-Christian, and, perish the thought, un-Scientific.
Let me make this clearer with an illustration from recent events.
When not long ago God moved to reveal His true language to the world, He did not reveal it to the Pope or to Billy Graham or even to Pat Robertson, but to some Holy Researchers with grants from the U.S. Government or high-paying jobs with predatory Science-for-profit Corporations. I am speaking, of course, of the Prophets of the Human Genome Project.
During the historic celebration of the completion of the Genome Project in 2001, I heard at least three of the scientists for the project declare, with solemn reverence, quivering lip, and a somber tone worthy of a Moses stepping down from the Mount with his Tablets, that with the project’s completion scientists had now laid eyes on “the language of God.” Even President Clinton got into the act, calling the completed Genome “the language in which God created life.”
Think of it. God’s very own language—discovered not in some long-buried cave in the Holy Land, but right here in a laboratory in California.
Now, if the Pope were to announce that he had been made privy to God’s sacred idiom and therefore has insider information that the rest of us don’t, folks everywhere–Catholics included, I’m guessing– would cry out in outrage. But when the scientific elite anoint themselves the unique custodians of God’s recipe book, no one utters a peep. For Scientists to know God’s secrets seems perfectly natural and fitting to everyone. To believe the Pope requires an act of faith, but everyone knows that Science has The Answer. That’s because Science is our religion—the only one that we really believe in.
When I read that God’s language had finally been revealed, I thought it was good that God had not given up on us, that He was still trying to communicate with us in spite of difficulties we’ve had figuring out His previous messages. In Hebrew, Greek, King James English, and other difficult tongues, things weren’t too clear. The Almighty, I reasoned, is now taking a fresh shot at it in His own sacred idiom. The Human Genome will surely clear things up for us.
Anxious to get a glimpse at God’s language, I went straight to one of the websites where the Genomic Gospel is archived. As I read, in my mind’s ear I could hear preachers of the future, adopting the lofty tone of the original Genomites I had heard on the radio, teaching their flocks from the pulpit:
“And in the Human Genome, Chromosomes Chapter IXX, the Lord speaks to us of His divine plan, saying, “ 1 cggggggccc ggagcgggat cgcggcacct gccgagcggg tcgccgcgtc tgccgcggtc 61 cttggacccc gccgccgccc tggcctggga gcttgccccg ccgcagcggc cggcagcgcg 121 gcgctccgcg ggcggcaggc acgggccccg ggccccctca cggcgcccag ccgcgggcct 181 cccgaggcaa aagcccgtgg gccgccgcga tggccttcaa gatggtgaag ggcagcatcg 241 accgcatgtt cgacaagaat ctgcaggact tggtccgcgg catccgtaac cacaaggagg 301 acgaggcaaa atacatatct cagtgcattg atgagatcaa gcaggagctg aagcaggaca 361 acatagcggt gaaggcgaac gcggtctgca agctgacgta tttacagatg ttgggatacg 421 acatcagctg ggccgccttc aacatcatag aagtgatgag tgcctccaag ttcaccttca 481 agcgaattgg ctacctcgct gcttcccaga gctttcacga aggcaccgac gtcatcatgc 541 tgaccaccaa tcagatccgt aaggacttga gcagccccag ccagtacgac acaggtgttg 601 cactgacggg tctgtcctgc ttcgtcaccc cagaccttgc cagagacctg gcaaatgaca 661 tcatgacact gatgtcacac accaagccct acatcaggaa gaaggctgtg ctgatcgagc 721 ccctcaccaa tctcatccac agcacgtctg ccatgtctct cctctatgaa 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tcaaagtcga tggcattcgg atgtccttcc agaatcttct ggcgaagatc tgttttcacc 3361 accatttttc cgttgtggag cgagtggact cctgcgcctc catgtacagc cgctccatcc 3421 agggccacca tgtctgcctc ctggtgaaaa agggtgagaa ctctgtctca gtcgacggga 3481 agtgcagtga ctccacgcta ctgagcaact tgttagaaga gatgaaggcg acgctggcca 3541 agtgttgaga gctgcctgcg agccccgcac caccccgcgg agcacgtacc cagggaccgc 3601 agccctgacg tgtctcgcct ctcctcagtc gtgtgtactg tacccaagcc tgagtgttaa 3661 tttaactcta tgttgtccgc cgtgtagaca tccgaggtca tttgttgcgt tgaattatct 3721 gaccatcctt ttttactgtg actcttccca ttctctttgg caagaagtcc ccttctcgcc 3781 cccaaaccag caagggactc ccccacctgg gtctgtgccc tgccccgcgc tgggggccga 3841 gtccttgaat gtggcttcag gggctcctgt cctgggccag ggcctgatgg gcaccacgtg 3901 aggggcactt ggtggacagg gcggggctga cgtggcctcc tctggggtcg cctgcttttg 3961 acccaaaggt cctgacggtt gcgtccgggg gaggggaagg aagggccgct gtcgccaagg 4021 ttttctctcc cagaacccac agtgggaaag cggtcttgcc aggcgttgtc cattgtcagt 4081 gtgctcgtgg gctggtgact gggtcttggg atcccaggcc acgcgccagc caggctgtgg 4141 gcagggcggg gccagggacg ccaaagagag gttgcagtca gaaccgtgga cggggtgggt 4201 tgaggcctct ctgccacccg tcttcctggt cagcagaagt gcatctcggc ttgggtttgg 4261 ggtggtccgc atcccctgct tgccactatg cgcaccaagg tttccccaca tccttcccag 4321 cacccttagg aaggcccagg cagggcctgg aagcagcgga cctgggctgt tctgtgttga 4381 aggagtgtgc ccagtgccct tgggcaggac ctgtgagagc cacctcacag gcagagcccc 4441 caccaggcag ggcaaggaga ctccgctcac tccccacggc cagcgtgggc acaggactga 4501 cccttcttca gagataatga cattttatct tctccttttg atgaaaactg tcactttagc 4561 atgtaatcca ttacagaatc ccatgcagtg attccaggat ttgaaattgt atgatgtgtt 4621 acataagaat ttatttgcta tcgacattcc cgtataaaga gagagacata tcacgctgct 4681 gtcatgattt tgtgtcaaga tgatccaata aagttgtaaa acaggaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa 4741 aaaa .’”
While this cleared up some things, I still had some disturbing doubts. (Lord, I believe. Help thou my unbelief.). I was puzzled and troubled about the apparent lack of candor among the high priests of Genetics. The Genome completion was announced as a triumph, but only a tiny, occasional reference was made to the obvious fact that its main finding, that there were only 30,000 human genes instead of the 100,000 they were assuming, largely negates everything the Genomites had been preaching for the past dozen or so years.
This is a little more serious than the Pope announcing matter-of-factly that the Creation, by the way, took two days rather than six. What the shortage of genes means is that the Genomites have been either very dishonest or very mistaken. They’ve had the masses revved up for several years in expectation of a genetic cure for almost everything from warts to brain cancer. They made it sound so simple. There is a “cancer gene” and a “fat gene,” and a “hair color gene,” and a “depression gene.” It’s just a matter of finding the right gene and tweaking it a little. The lame will walk and the blind will see. The Doctor will work the miracle cures once reserved for Jesus. But it now turns out that humans have fewer genes than a grain of rice and it is obvious that God’s Language is more complicated than expected.
Here is medical researcher Dr. Irwin Bross on the subject, from a very fine article from the Spring 2001 Civil Abolitionist:
Gene scientists have played God but done a terrible job of it. They were dead wrong about the evolutionary strategy for the creation of living organisms—including human beings. Their elitism and anthropomorphism have saddled biology with a whole series of false doctrines that students will have to unlearn. For instance, it has long been thought that each gene contained the instructions for one protein, and therefore the genome search would turn up more than 100,000 human genes (with 100,000 corresponding proteins). Now we have to admit that the low number of human genes and their lack of uniqueness has opened up new possibilities. A single gene might be used by a cell to make several proteins, perhaps by modifying the protein after it’s made. The dogmatism of gene scientists has prevented serious study (or even serious consideration) of the how human proteins are manufactured.
Dr. Bross continues:
It is now clear that those “scientists” who got media coverage for several years by claiming that once the human genome map was finished, biotechnology could prevent or cure all of the human diseases were (a) totally stupid or (b) were deliberately raising false hopes in the American public as a ploy for grantsmanship. Only now is it possible for Stanley Fields, a geneticist at the University of Washington to say this: ”Deciphering how even [10 million] nucleotides [DNA building blocks] results in a yeast cell – let alone how [3 billion] nucleotides results in Tiger Woods or Britney Spears – only begins with studying the genes and proteins individually. Understanding how all of these proteins collaborate to carry out cellular processes is the real enterprise at hand.” This is not what those who worship at the altars of biotechnology have been saying (e.g., We will be turning out wonder drugs for all human diseases tomorrow).
Well said, and it’s about time someone said it. The Genomites speak with a forked tongue, and their much lauded “gene therapy” remains nothing more than a fanciful promise. Do you know anyone who has recently been cured by “gene therapy?”
As God said in reference to false prophets in Chromosomes 12:24: “Ggtggtccgc atcccctgct tgccactatg cgcaccaagg tttccccaca tccttcccag.” This, of course, is quite similar to His earlier indictment:
“Behold, I will corrupt your seed, and spread dung upon your faces.” Malachai 2:3.