The Place of Humility in Science

Always nice to see someone talking about the place of humility in science, as it requires making connections which tend to deepen the general narrative. For example, the article points out where science is being abused by many of its own adherants. This is a thought-provoking perspective, and seems well-defended. Consider this, for example:

It is impossible for science to obtain a true theory of everything. And the reason for that is epistemological. Basically, the way we acquire information about the world is through measurement. It’s through instruments, right? And because of that, our measurements and instruments are always going to tell us a lot of stuff, but they are going to leave stuff out. And we cannot possibly ever think that we could have a theory of everything, because we cannot ever think that we know everything that there is to know about the universe. This relates to a metaphor I developed that I used as the title of a book, The Island of Knowledge. Knowledge advances, yes? But it’s surrounded by this ocean of the unknown. The paradox of knowledge is that as it expands and the boundary between the known and the unknown changes, you inevitably start to ask questions that you couldn’t even ask before. —- Marcelo Gleiser

Check out the full article here: Atheism Is Inconsistent with the Scientific Method, Prizewinning Physicist Says https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/atheism-is-inconsistent-with-the-scientific-method-prizewinning-physicist-says/

I was so delighted with this article I made a meme of one of the other quotes, feel free to share it:

[Edited to add: This brief post, and particularly the quote reminds me strongly of a poem written by my older brother Garrett, who was a talented engineer, an expert in Fourier transforms to identify vibration-related issues in heavy machinery. He was studying the structure and nature of what lies beneath science when he wrote this poem:

The metric man cannot behold all the wonders nature holds.

For hath the ruler in his grip no index for relationships.

Square and plummet fail to mark, Matters felt and of the heart.

No level, rod, nor referenced gauge Convey what only comes with age.

Now we see, that we’ve resigned our quest to map the grand design.

Points that lie in perfect place, the space between them flowing grace.

© 2015 Garrett Smith

Here is another link to the poem where it was originally published online: From Point to Poem.]

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