Markoid wrote: A birdsong is not inheretly happy. Usually a cry for help, shelter and for food.
A happy side effect of being on top of the food chain for so many millennia and becoming divorced from the rhythms of the natural world. Our soundtrack was everything else struggling beneath us. Surfaces darling, it's all that has ever mattered.
As an aside - the big problem with Darwin in the late 19th century wasn't the challenge to religion. It was the portrayal of the nature as an arms race, the challenge to the sentimental Victorian idea of nature.
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