It would be as if I once went to visit my Uncle Bill in New York City when I was 7. After meeting him and getting to know his farm, I came home with my parents. Years later, my parents told me that Uncle Bill was not our real Uncle. Who did I meet, then?
This needs to be answered? You met a guy named Bill. You were told he was your uncle, and you didn't question it. But in reality, things were not as you were told.
What's so complicated about that?
"Creationists make it sound as though a theory is something you dreamt up after being drunk all night."
-Isaac Asimov
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