Preface[ edit ] It is of little concern whether or not science can prove that the ultimate fate of the cosmos lacks purpose : we live our lives regardless at a "human" level, according to ambitions and perceptions which come more naturally. Therefore, science should not be feared as a sort of cosmological wet blanket. In fact, those in search of beauty or poetry in their cosmology need not turn to the paranormal or even necessarily restrict themselves to the mysterious: science itself, the business of unravelling mysteries, is beautiful and poetic. The rest of the preface sketches an outline of the book, makes acknowledgements, etc. The anaesthetic of familiarity[ edit ] Opening lines[ edit ] "We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born.
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Start your review of Unweaving the Rainbow: Science, Delusion and the Appetite for Wonder Write a review Mar 28, Jen rated it really liked it Have you ever, while sheltering in space-time under threat of a belligerent snippet of information enclosed in a flimsy lipid membrane, sat on your porch during the rain and tried to derive from first principles how it is that a rainbow forms? Trying to discard all the things youve learned about droplets of moisture and the refractive index of light?
Imagining how youd interpret the phenomenon from a position of scientific ignorance? For me, this brought to mind two things. First, that Keats Have you ever, while sheltering in space-time under threat of a belligerent snippet of information enclosed in a flimsy lipid membrane, sat on your porch during the rain and tried to derive from first principles how it is that a rainbow forms?
Second, this conversation that I had recently with a friend who was thinking about attending a large social gathering. Them: I feel like everything will be okay. Them: Actually Me: Oh god When, in fact, research indicates just the opposite. Me: Alright, wiseass. You agree that reasoning backwards is not good. Them: But the data has been politicized. If you think those numbers are inerrant, then I have a bridge to sell you. Score another one for feelings!
Them: What? Me: I will artfully tie your testicles into a balloon animal and smack you across the forehead so hard that your shoelaces explode. Me: I made myself perfectly clear. Them: You know how I feel about String Theory. Me: Wot? Them: I thought of hidden dimensions when you mentioned balloon knots.
Them: A Calabi—Yau manifold, specifically. Me: Wait a minute Me: What? Me: I will use your Fallopian tubes as an N95 surgical mask if you try to step out that door. Me: You know how I feel about Giraffes. Me: That Dawkins book was great, yea? Me: I loved it. With any luck, your willingness to combat dumbfuckery will spread exponentially and lead to a more informed society, less enthralled by smoke and mirrors, and more savvy on the nefarious schemes of microorganisms and garden gnomes.
This book is about how the splendor of the natural world beats all that Mickey Mouse Bull Squash people produce out of ignorance, prejudice, superstition, and doing too many whippets, so badly that its shoes go flying off with tangential force equal to a supersonic centrifuge filling with enriched pain precipitating out of liquid regret.
Have you ever seen someone take an ass beating so bad that their shoes ended up on a nearby roof? Actually, no.. First of all, the beauty that he sees is available to other people and to me too, I believe. Although I may not be quite as refined aesthetically as he is … I can appreciate the beauty of a flower.
At the same time, I see much more about the flower than he sees. I could imagine the cells in there, the complicated actions inside, which also have a beauty. The fact that the colors in the flower evolved in order to attract insects to pollinate it is interesting; it means that insects can see the color. It adds a question: does this aesthetic sense also exist in the lower forms? Why is it aesthetic? All kinds of interesting questions which the science knowledge only adds to the excitement, the mystery and the awe of a flower.
It only adds.
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