So last night I was kind of half-working, half-watching the local news, when a headline about space ripples was announced and I perked up.
Apparently, astronomers had discovered the first direct proof of the big bang expansion, but it was reported with less enthusiasm than a celebrity’s birthday would have been. Despite the vague and casual manner in which the breakthrough was mentioned, I decided it was worth looking further into on my own.
I must admit that I’m disappointed with the amount of coverage this subject is receiving, even today. Why do I even have to go digging for information that should be as in-my-face as the difficult emotional battle Mick Jagger is experiencing since the suicide of his girlfriend. (I mean, that’s really sad, Mick, but frankly, it’s also none of my business.)
I’d also like to point out that my excitement about this discovery is in no way tied to any anti-theistic viewpoints you may assume I have. I’d have been equally excited if we’d unearthed the discovery of God’s existence or some other religious claim. Because, not to paraphrase Socrates or anything, but let me just paraphrase Socrates: “All I know is that I know nothing.”
Contrary to what many people may think about science enthusiasts, many of us aren’t as much anti-religion as we are simply pro-knowledge and pro-learning.
We just want the answers to the universe that no one else has yet, and the closer we get to those answers, the happier we are, despite what kind of evidence is presented.
I just felt the need to clarify that today.