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The Ghosts of Evolution

By Meical

Somewhere out there in the landscape in which you live, there is a pointer to a ghost of evolution. It might be a tree with spiky thorns, uneaten fruit lying on the ground, or an herb only found in hand-propagated gardens.

Most of us will never recognize these ghosts without a guide. Some of us will never accept that they exist; our politics preclude that. But they live among us or, better said, we live among them. We eat them, shelter in their shade, and include them in our discussions. We inhabit their landscapes, but do we collectively live in them even to the extent that the ghosts do?

The most commonly known ghosts of evolution are fruits with no surviving animal co-evolutionists. . . .

Read the original article at: No Unsacred Space

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