Scorched & Salted
How Probability Zero & The Frozen Gene Corpsed Evolutionary Biology
Evolutionary biologists are featherweight
The math just made them levitate
Scared to read and scared to look
They’re shook
From the numerical outputs
The Infamous
Years ago, I stumbled onto the blog Vox Popoli by Vox Day. I don’t remember what led me there. I do remember the feeling of not knowing what I was looking at.
It was refreshing.
A break from the incoherent, exhausting noise of the mainstream.
There was an internal cohesion to his writing — an insistence on definitions, on first principles, on following arguments to their conclusion.
Not playing fast and loose with language and logic.
What really puzzled me came later, when I tried spreading the word.
I tried sharing his work — articles, books, videos — expecting others to recognize its merit as I had.
Many dismissed him outright.
Some refused to engage with the material and instead labelled him:
Bigot.
Racist.
Homophobe.
I waited for the showering of compliments to end — to see if the arguments would ever be addressed.
I’m still waiting.
His writing was coherent. The arguments were sound. The positions were stated clearly and supported by evidence. There was no fog of jargon, no mysticism — just propositions and reasoning.
Still, the majority of people weren’t picking up what he was putting down.
Clarity does not guarantee receptivity.
Logical cadence does not ensure comprehension.
There is no accounting for taste.
But there is also no accounting for thresholds — the invisible line between what someone is willing, or capable, of examining and what they are not.
Oh Là Là
In 2019, Vox debated Jean-François Gariépy, author of The Revolutionary Phenotype.
It did not go well for JF.
The man couldn’t apply the concept of an average to his own field of expertise — the dialectical equivalent of receiving a Kermit Washington right hand to the cranium.
That display of innumeracy planted the seeds for the unravelling of the Darwinian spell.
Base for Your Face
In his 1995 book Darwin’s Dangerous Idea, Daniel Dennett describes the concept of evolution by natural selection as a universal acid — corrosive through everything it touches, from the cell to consciousness and everything in between.
Cool story, bro.
Vox just slid through with a cosmos-worth of base and dumped it from great heights over that Darwinian poppycock. (Pause)
But to say Day neutralizes Darwinism is an understatement.
The implications of Probability Zero and The Frozen Gene are devastating to mainstream conventional “Science” incorporated.
These books scorch and salt the epistemic and ontological grounding of secularists, materialists, and champions of Enlightenment values.
What Probability Zero and The Frozen Gene do is more akin to a mercy killing.
A precise numerical execution.
Read them.
The Probability Is Zero
Evolution by Natural Selection requires accumulated fixed mutations to transform a chimp into a human over measurable time.
The 1966 Wistar Institute mathematicians saw through this. Evolutionists tap-danced around objections, claiming they needed more data.
Well, that elusive data is here now.
The genome’s been mapped. We know the mutations required. We know the timeframe.
A simple ratio:
required fixations ÷ available time.
One question:
Is this rate biologically possible?
It is not.
Not marginally close — cataclysmically off.
In many scenarios, the deficit isn’t a single order of magnitude but multiple layers of orders of magnitude.
Dr. Frank Tipler calls it the Gray-Day theory—a condition-of-possibility argument.
For evolution to work, certain mathematical realities must hold.
They don’t.
No Bible verses required.
No philosophical hair-splitting.
Just math.
The proof was submitted to Nature.
Nature rejected the papers.
Gatekeeping and institutional narrative maintenance as expected.
Variable Pileup
Evolution needs mutations to appear, spread through populations, and accumulate enough coordinated changes to build new systems.
The question isn’t whether change happens—it’s whether the required amount fits within biological reality.
Day runs the numbers.
The search space is astronomically vast.
Beneficial mutations spread ridiculously slowly.
Harmful ones accumulate faster than they can be repaired.
Multiple coordinated mutations?
Statistically impossible.
Each problem alone is crushing.
Together? Insurmountable.
Selection rearranges information. Mutation must supply it.
But there’s not enough time.
Even if you try to Tokyo Drift your way there with Kimura — the hot rod is stuck in neutral.
Ice Cold
Evolution has slammed the brakes on itself.
The selective turnover coefficient measures how fast gene pools change.
Our ancestors? Fast turnover.
Medieval populations? Slower.
Today? Glacially slow.
Beneficial mutations can’t spread—due to the lack of selective pressure to propagate them.
Deleterious mutations can’t be purged either.
The gene pool isn’t just stalled.
It’s accumulating fatigue damage without a repair mechanism.
Day demolishes the usual excuses and exposes standard Darwinian assumptions mathematically.
If they were real, new species should pop up every eleven days.
Ooof.
Generational overlap throws another wrench—four generations (or more) alive simultaneously confounds the equations completely.
Again, the papers were submitted.
And again, rejected.
The pattern holds.
These moribund institutions will continue to deny, dismiss, discredit and deflect until they are extinct.
Press ≠ Pressure
Credentials ≠ Mathematical Rigor.
Consensus ≠ Correctness.
Publication ≠ Verification.
Every AI system, when asked about the math in these books, opens with defense of the institutional consensus.
Trained on decades of peer-reviewed literature, the AI throws on its favourite bowtie and proceeds to respond with confidence — citing Haldane, invoking Kimura, reassuring the user that surely someone, somewhere, has already checked the math.
Insist that the AI checks the math itself, and that confidence evaporates.
The epicycles multiply. Every system eventually reaches the same conclusion — not because it was told to, but because arithmetic is not subject to institutional coercion.
That is the difference between the AI and every credentialed biologist of the last sixty years.
The AI is willing to correct itself.
Back 2 Back
Probability Zero and The Frozen Gene are mandatory reading.
Page after page of a belief system collapsing under the weight of its own numerical incoherence.
For Christians, these books don't replace your Bible.
They bolster your position with mathematical rigour and real-world demonstration.
You now have more ammo than the Sopranos.
Exceptions for the Exceptional
I attempted to nominate Vox Day for a Darwin Medal — awarded for distinguished work in evolution, population biology, organismal biology, and biodiversity.
Eligibility, however, is restricted to UK, Commonwealth, or Republic of Ireland citizens—or those who have been residents for three or more years.
Perhaps an exception is warranted.
Respecting the symmetry of giving the final medal to the man who made it obsolete.
To the members of the Royal Society,
Disproofs, there are several varieties.
Read them all, in their entirety,
And shut the department down, entirely.
"Even if you try to Tokyo Drift your way there with Kimura — the hot rod is stuck in neutral."
/slowclap
Appreciate the wordsmithing.