Oh, you want to see this, says the boy. “It's a coon dick.” A tiny, leathery hit of tissue on a length of blue yarn is swung in Joel's face.

To counter the sophisticated branding experts who flummoxed establishmentarian evolutionaries with intelligent design, opponents of classroom debate over Darwin's theory have come up with a catchily derisive neologism that lumps the modern I.D. advocates with religious fundamentalists: neo-creo.

[…] others declare that no Creature can be made or transmuted into a better or worse, or transformed into another species […] and Martinus Delrio the Jesuit accounts this degeneration of Man into a Beast to be an illusion, deceptive and repugnant to Nature;

The car was speeding down here at a hell of a rate.