I LOVE the Scientific Method
I Love the Scientific Method…
You get an idea, a grand inspiration and you spend years nurturing it, developing it, testing it over and over and examining it from every angle you can think of. Finally, after exhausting all your physical, emotional and frequently financial resources, you present your idea, your theory; your baby to the world.
The first thing that happens, the VERY first thing is a whole raft of other people in your specialty, friends, colleagues perhaps even your old grad school room mate do everything in their power, bring all their collected intellects, resources and time and focus it all on ripping your baby to shreds before your eyes .
Before the ink is dry on the publication, before you can say ‘peer review’, your life’s work can lay in tatters at your feet.
And if it still lives… if you can retrieve the pieces of your professional dignity and the remaining bits of your masterpiece… even if it survives the feeding frenzy that is peer review, there will always be critics, trailing like remora, feeding off of any tasty chunks they can pry off.
That’s the way it works… only the strong survive, Darwin’s Theory in academia. Speaking of which…
This is why I laugh my arse off when some creationist loon, armed with a book of fables and a vaguely formed idea based on badly remembered grade school science, thinks that THEY can destroy 'Evil-Lution’.
After One Hundred and Fifty YEARS of serious scientific criticism, brilliant biologists and theorists who all wanted to make their OWN mark on the scientific world trying to find a hole, ANY hole in the theory, and even the Kent Hovind “Flintstones as a Documentary’” crowd desperately tossing their own poop and gibbering like, well... apes.
It still stands.
Christianity: A disgusting middle eastern blood cult, based in human sacrifice, with sacraments of cannibalism and vampirism, whose highest icon is of a near naked man hanging in torment from a device of torture.