Mexican Footprints 1.3 Million Years Old? Impossible, Señor
Paleoanthropologists have a major conundrum on their hands, or feet. EurekAlert reported about controversial footprints found in Mexico ash deposits that had been thought to be 44,000 years old. Even that was too old for many to swallow, but new argon-argon dates show them to be 1.3 million years old – far older than those in Africa, where the first modern humans were supposed to come from. Either the dates are not trustworthy, or these are not footprints. No resolution to this anomaly seems satisfactory at the moment. Pictures and additional information can be found at BBC News, National Geographic News, and News@Nature. A reader found web pages of the discoverers at MexicanFootprints.com and Bournemouth University, UK. Renne et al. in Nature1 are taking the view they are not footprints, even though toes and heelprints appear in some of them.
1Renne et al., “Geochronology: Age of Mexican ash with alleged ‘footprints’, Nature 438, E7-E8 (1 December 2005) | doi:10.1038/nature04425.
This will be a good test of the scientific values of the Darwinists. They always claim to be skeptical of any finding, never taking anything on “faith” like those religious-right fundies. OK, Darwinists, you’ve got a problem. Show us some rationality and objectivity. We seem to recall that creationists quickly withdrew claims of Paluxy human tracks on the first hint of a problem with the data, and have been very cautious ever since. In their case, however, the find was not a necessary piece of evidence, just a tantalizing one. In this case, if humans or advanced hominids were in Mexico over a million years before the famed “out of Africa” story, there is a lot of Darwinian storytelling at risk of unraveling. Either evolutionists cannot trust their fossil skills, or their dating methods (see 11/05/2005), or both. What would it take to falsify human evolution? If nothing – no amount of contrary evidence or logic – could ever dislodge the idea that humans slowly emerged from primitive ancestors, then your critics are going to stick a note on the seat of your pants: “Kick me; I’m a fighting fundamentalist.”