I am older now and fondly remember the late spring, the fresh, clean air, the smell of lilacs wafting about, the beautiful cherry blossoms all abloom surrounding my childhood home, Vega and Lyra ascending the northeast during astronomical twilight. I write about these things now during the opposite season, three days after the winter solstice and the day before Christmas, because these memories give me hope, hope for my family, hope for humanity. We, as a nation and as a race, face an uncertain future as we never have before.

Hope flows from the evaluation of a current situation measured against the possibility of success given available options. There is cause to hope because at least half the people in this country and the rest of the world believe science is real; it is humankind’s last, best hope to survive.

One doesn’t need to be a scientist to observe the disappearance of the polar ice caps, the Greenland ice sheets and the rising sea levels. We’re changing our climate and our environment in ways that are irreversible regardless of the whimsical beliefs of not a few politicians. These individuals represent a great failure of our educational system and let us hope that the students of today will be better stewards of this planet.

Nature is the great equalizer; she has no emotion, has no religion and she is cruel. Science is our attempt to understand that nature and science is mankind’s last, best hope to survive and it’s high time we embrace that reality and embrace science. Our greatness doesn’t rest with any single individual, certainly not a narcissistic politician; it rests with our indefatigable will to learn, adapt, explore and survive. It rests with our willingness to reach out and help others in need; indeed, some studies have shown that Homo Sapiens ascended to become the dominant species on the planet because of this singular aspect of their nature, to assist others in need, to protect and defend them as a group, as a society. The lofty pursuit of science has made this country great, indeed, the western world, and it will be the pursuit of science that will make us great again.

A scientist at their very core has devoted their lives to the pursuit of truth, much as a philosopher, a mathematician or a sage. Science, at its core, is anathema to politics; it is apolitical.

“Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”

By Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

My very best for the season to my readers, my followers and all who read this blog.

All our science, measured against reality, is primitive and childlike-and yet it is the most precious thing we have

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