Shakespeare vs. the creationists

At Creation Ministries International, Don Batten wonders Are look-alikes related?:

My childhood best friend looked so much like me that our teachers, and even our friends, had a lot of trouble telling us apart. ‘Are you twins?’, we were often asked. However, there was no family connection as far back as anyone could trace. The similarity in our appearance was not due to being closely related—or, putting it another way—due to us having a recent common ancestor, like a common father, grandmother, or even great grandparent. It was just a ‘fluke’. … People would assume that because my friend and I were so similar we must have shared a very recent common ancestor—like the same parents. They were wrong. In like manner, the evolutionists are often—not always—wrong in assuming similarity is due to common ancestry.

Of course my friend and I are members of the same human kind and so we know that we had a common ancestor—who was a descendant of Japheth, in this case.

Japheth, of course, was Noah's son, the one that creationists think moved to Europe and produced all their families, just as Shem fathered the Semites, and Ham produced the rest of the world.

Shakespeare had words for people who invested enormous effort in tracing their ancestry to this or that

POINS: [Reads] 'John Falstaff, knight,'--every man must know that, as oft as he has occasion to name himself: even like those that are kin to the king; for they never prick their finger but they say, 'There's some of the king's blood spilt.' 'How comes that?' says he, that takes upon him not to conceive. The answer is as ready as a borrower's cap, 'I am the king's poor cousin, sir.'

PRINCE HENRY: Nay, they will be kin to us, or they will fetch it from Japhet.

Shakespeare's point, of course, being that some folks invest more interest in who they came from than where they are going. Falstaff is a dissolute, degenerate, gambling drunk, but as a knight, can feel sure that he is better than other people around him. Just so, men with no claim to noble blood and a desire to lift themselves up will rest their claim to nobility on their descent from the eldest son on Noah's ark.

Like Shakespeare's Prince Hal, I am unimpressed. Unimpressed not just by Batten's pretensions, but his willful misuse and misrepresentations of science.

I fear that, as Falstaff's page came to him a good Christian and "the fat villain have not transformed him ape," creationism seems often to transform those that fall into its clutches to a distinctly fallen nature.