This is my brief spiritual cv: Atheist as a child, dedicated Christian as a teenager, agnostic from 20 to app 35. As an agnostic I was thinking something like this. A tiny ant cannot possible understand itself. The task of understanding a human – ourselves – would be like scaling up the ant to something many orders of magnitude more complicated an thus more difficult to fathom. Ourselves, I thought, we could forget to try to fully understand. I thought so until reading the Selfish Gene in an introduction course in evolutionary biology. To my surprise I came to realize that the ant and I came about as a result of the very same explanation. Moreover, biochemically there would be no reason to look upon one species as more evolved or complicated than the other. With this realization my last potential foothold for religious thinking smouldered and I have since called myself an atheist.