On being relatively certain.
September 4, 2015 § 2 Comments
Some people don’t believe that love could drive the universe. It’s not an experiment; you can’t reproduce it with foolproof results, churn it out a few times into a theory, and then build it up into a fact. And I suppose all this is all true.
Pizza and basketball could woo one woman to marriage, but it could equally chase her away to someone who offers picnics and stargazing as a first date. One man wants to find a match through the Internet; another won’t touch tinder and the technological romance. Love lasts or fades. It brings joy or pain. It writes you a sappy pop anthem or makes you linger in a dirge for days. It’s all relative, you see.
If love is truly fickle, then perhaps the scientists are right to yammer on about the importance of method and numbers and reason. After all, mathematics will conform to the same general rules; chemistry obeys atoms and octets, and biology leans on evolution’s simple goal.
Yet, there’s relativity and uncertainty here too. Didn’t people make up numbers themselves? And who has seen an atom to testify to its particular orbits? And if only the fittest survive, where do humans fit in with their medicines and philanthropies?
Don’t get me wrong, I’m a science fan myself and don’t doubt love’s power to make people do crazy things, but sometimes we can believe our world is a little too figured out.
If we have all the answers, then we might begin to doubt the power of questions. If we stop thinking about the possibilities outside of our current understanding, we may miss our opportunity to figure out how the universe might really work. If we discount the humanities and human experience, or discount the scientific method and man’s desire for knowledge, we forfeit valuable tools to approaching the study of who and what and where we are.
There’s a wonder here, too, in realizing that science maybe didn’t get it all right. Theories can be modified and ideas can be taken back and scientists just might be searching for meaning the same way two teenagers linger at prom.
But does it matter how we go about it if we’re all just searching for the same answer?
Science would tell you one thing here and religion another, and we could spend all day debating what those two teenagers would say, but I think it’s a little more fun to just pause and remember that even gravity is just a theory a lot of people like.
– Laura Davia