So we learn that not only is our sun a minor star in a not very interesting
galaxy nowhere near the center of anything, but that our species, of which we
are so justly proud, is far from the center of the biological universe, though a
considerable danger to the survival of much of that universe— bacteria, however,
being relatively safe from our depredations. Gould has long argued that
the primary trend of biological evolution is toward diversity, variety, rather
than toward greater complexity, which is only a marginal and minor development
taking life as a whole. Indeed, there has also been massive evolution
toward decreased complexity, as among the vast number of parasite
species that normally are less complex than their ancestors after they have
offl oaded functions onto their hosts. Gould often turns Darwin’s image of
the tree of life into the bush of life, as a bush shows less directionality in its
widely branching stems. I am ready to agree with Gould in giving us another
shock to our natural anthropocentrism, but I don’t believe, and neither does
Gould, that our sheer existence and our complexity are not worthy of the
most careful study. However far out in right fi eld (Gould was a great fan of
baseball) we as a species might be, we are the only species that we are and we
must surely try to understand ourselves. But, as I noted in the Preface, a vote
of thanks to the bacteria is surely in order: “Th e Age of Bacteria transformed
the earth from a cratered moonlike terrain of volcanic glassy rocks into the
fertile planet in which we make our home.” And lest we underestimate
these tiny organisms, invisible to the naked eye, we must remember what
extraordinary capacities they have.
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