One of the points creationists like to bring up when discussing the asininity of evolution is the idea that if evolution were viable, we'd see a number of creatures (hereby referred to as 'evolutionary beings' as the word creature denotes a creator) somewhere along the evolutionary path in our everyday lives.
"Where are the flying giraffe's?"
Richard Dawkins attempts to explain the misconception behind Eldredge and Gould's punctuated equilibrium through something he calls "variable speedism" which maintains that evolutionary rates fluctuate continuously from very fast to very slow, up to and including full-stop, which is nothing more than stasis - an extreme case of very slow evolutionary progress.
"Where are the eight-legged hippopotamuses?"
But I disagree. I see it everyday, all around me. People in transitory phases. Evolution in progress. What I see transcends 'survival of the fittest' insofar as the weak are not being hunted by the strong. I see gross self-destruction through what can only be described as evolutionary ignorance. Not ignorance of evolution, but that in-between phase of the evolutionary process between those who seek knowledge, and those who eschew it.
I can't think of any other reason for it. My own empirical code has shown me things I never would've thought possible, but rather close my eyes to these truths, I've embraced them - learned from them. I know why I was hesitant to believe them, but turning away from evidence is paramount to delusion. So I see them amongst us, those who walk beside us. We interact with them every day. They're mutants of sorts. Devolving. In our lifetime.
The next time I hear that argument come up in an creationist debate, I'm simply going to point to those who surround us everyday with their aggressive ignorance.