“Follow the Science”

The mathematical elaboration of a physical theory can be tied to observable facts only through translation. In order to introduce experimental conditions into a calculation, one must make a version that replaces the language or concrete observation [with] the language of numbers; in order to [turn] the results which the theory predicts into something observable, one needs a theme to transform a numerical value into an indication formulated in the language of experiment. (Duhem in Cassin, Dictionary of Untranslatables: p1,151.)

The history of instruments shows that a general approach to improve the reliability of an instrument is to narrow its application scope, that is, to make it special for a limited range of subjects ... The proliferation of instruments provides a material base for the specialization of science. (Chen, Thomas Kuhn’s latest notion of incommensurability: p271)

The very idea is an abuse, a perversion of reality designed to contort hearts and minds away from a truth so obvious, only the most convoluted casuistry could possibly conceal it. It is as if much of humanity has been bewitched by an illusionist’s cold and practiced sleight of hand.

Science generates data as guided by theories it always strives to disprove. 

The closest science comes to settled facts are those findings it has yet to disprove. Hence, science is necessarily guided by theory, not fact; there are no facts in an absolute sense. Theories are conceived on the basis of other theories that together constitute a framework, without which science simply cannot be. For example, science in the abstract is by definition the theory of falsificationism. Is falsificationism falsifiable? Or: Is science itself an unfalsifiable theory? 

Theories are the soil of meaning that nourishes the body of science, without which science is impossible, unthinkable. And it cannot be truly neutral – neutrality is itself a value – though it is right science makes the attempt to be neutral, albeit in humility, and in particular by maintaining a dispassionate distance from the claims made in its name.

And perhaps above all this, the languages of science’s many disciplines must be continually renewed to effectively translate the data generated within the context of the theories that birth the initiating impulse to seek out that very data, but to an audience that must then interpret those translations from its almost endlessly varied perspectives. 

Where in this maelstrom of interpretation are the immutable facts we should obey? And when you believe you’ve found one, what do you think it means? What a fact means to us determines how we act on it, how we form policy around it, how we let it influence our lives. If it means nothing to us, it is nothing to us. 

Thus, it is meaning that matters in the end, not fact. Claims to the contrary are necessarily appeals to meaning.

The core corruption responsible for the controversial mantra that is the title of this article is materialism. Science – here I mean Science, or Scientism rather than science per se – has been made its slave, though certainly not in the sense of humble service. It should be clear by now that materialism cannot account for reality’s observable starting point: consciousness. Consciousness is life itself, nature, God, All That Is. There is only consciousness. 

Whence so brazen a claim? 

Well, if we assert both consciousness and matter, we choose the impossibility of dualism. That, or we confront the impossibility of materialism; there is only matter. And, because no one can find matter anywhere, we are left with consciousness, proven real by the inescapable observation that we experience our realities. 

The deeper we look into what our senses tell us is the fabric of reality, the more we find ‘mere’ information, rather than discreet matter. Information (a.k.a. meaning) is to consciousness as matter is to materialism. How can there be meaning without consciousness? Ergo, information requires consciousness to be possible. By way of supporting example, the foundation of modern science – physics – is at a loss as to what objects (“things”) are. If there are no objects, what is objectivity? (Isn’t objectivity the stuff of science?)

Spacetime is doomed. There is no such thing as spacetime fundamentally in the actual underlying description of the laws of physics. That’s very startling, because what physics is supposed to be about is describing things as they happen in space and time. So if there’s no spacetime, it’s not clear what physics is about.
 (Nima Arkhani-Hamed)

You understand my words. You follow my meaning. And yet materialism cannot accommodate this most self-evident and fundamental of truths. Its logic compels it to assert that understanding – which is an experience – is illusory. Somehow (materialism is compelled to argue) the complex biochemical interactions, the bioelectrical activity of the neural networks that are your brain in action … somehow such activities deceive ‘you’ into believing, mistakenly, that ‘you’ are conscious. This dead (a.k.a. mechanical) activity supposedly generates the illusion of understanding, of meaning, the illusion of experience itself.

How can experience be an illusion? 

Seriously: How on earth can experience be an illusion? It’s about as far-fetched a claim as it is possible to make.

Ask yourself this: What is the illusory experiencer of the illusion of conscious awareness made of? What dead matter could be so convincingly deceived? Your biochemistry? Microtubules? Neural networks? How can something essentially dead – bioelectrical activity – be fooled into experiencing itself as alive? 

How in the name of logic can matter be deceived into the experience of selfhood?

To recap, the choice we face is: idealism (consciousness is all there is), dualism (the impossible interaction of matter and mind), and materialism (there is only matter). Seeing as we do not find matter when we look deeply for it, and seeing as we undeniably experience our realities, it is eminently reasonable to assert idealism, that there is only consciousness. The details of what that implies are beyond the scope of this article, as of my humble faculties.

Hence, the real deception at play here is, in fact, materialism’s implied claim that life is death. Many of us have fallen for it. I suspect, at root, out of fear.

Fearfully craving certainty, we create human approximations of reality as proxies for All That Is those approximations can only sketch. Then, still fearfully craving certainty, we wilfully confuse our clumsy sketches for The Truth.

Because humans are riddled with repressed and unexamined fears, and fragile with pride because of said repression and self-ignorance, science can and has been bought. This pride-trap is currently constructed from materialism (of course it can be made of other paradigms; fear and pride are almost endlessly manipulatable). Consequently, humanity is suffering most horribly under the auspices of Corporate Science (Scientism’s manifestation in thought and deed), which proliferates in an acidic atmosphere of fragile egos battling for ‘success’ and faux immortality. This situation is, by ways fair and foul, the offspring of materialism. By now, Science (not science) is a whoring hiss of white noise rushing nowhere in pursuit of ‘profit’. Science, purblind with human pride, refuses to see the nose on its face. It has become a coven of posturing priests who deride anyone who deviates even slightly from Scientism’s asserted consensus, termed Settled Science.

Because materialism is Scientism’s foundational dogma, there is a huge blindspot regarding how consciousness guides reality, up to and including the psychological failings of scientists, professors, politicians, think tanks, media proprietors, and other institutional manifestations of authority. This blindspot aids and abets the process by which we are forced to uncritically “Follow the Science”.

This is what governments claim to follow. They mean, in truth, that they “follow” the Science they are instructed to appoint, which then pronounces those ‘truths’ prepaid by Science’s various corporate paymasters. This behemoth is what We, the Uninitiated, the Unordained, are commanded to trust. Blindly. Well, we must! Lacking sufficient training, we simply cannot understand what the experts – of ever narrowing fields of expertise – are saying. 

All that remains for us is to obey … in unison … as one mechanical totality … what they command.

Isn’t it institutional authority we are commanded to follow? 

Do we understand, intimately, what authority really is? Do you know what authority is? Could any science answer such a question for us? Would we be allowed to question its answer?

Though denied by materialism, free will is sacred and a property of consciousness. Meekly permitting its metastasising abuse, we submit inexorably to the tightening illusion of death.

It is simply no longer possible to believe much of the clinical research that is published, or to rely on the judgment of trusted physicians or authoritative medical guidelines. I take no pleasure in this conclusion, which I reached slowly and reluctantly over my two decades as an editor of The New England Journal of Medicine.  (Dr. Marcia Angell, NY Review of Books, January 15, 2009, Drug Companies & Doctors: A Story of Corruption)

The case against science is straightforward: much of the scientific literature, perhaps half, may simply be untrue. Afflicted by studies with small sample sizes, tiny effects, invalid exploratory analyses, and flagrant conflicts of interest, together with an obsession for pursuing fashionable trends of dubious importance, science has taken a turn towards darkness…
  […] Journal editors deserve their fair share of criticism too. We aid and abet the worst behaviours. Our acquiescence to the impact factor fuels an unhealthy competition to win a place in a select few journals. Our love of ‘significance’ pollutes the literature with many a statistical fairy-tale…Journals are not the only miscreants. Universities are in a perpetual struggle for money and talent… (Dr. Richard Horton, editor-in-chief, The Lancet, in The Lancet, 11 April, 2015, Vol 385, Offline: What is medicine’s 5 sigma?)

Science Is ...

The ecological complexities of existence overwhelm the human mind, even though some of that richness is an integral part of man’s own nature. It is only by isolating some part of that existence for a short time that it can be momentarily grasped: we learn only from samples. By separating primary from secondary qualities, by making mathematical description the test of truth, by utilizing only a part of the human self to explore only a part of its environment, the new science successfully turned the most significant attributes of life into purely secondary phenomena, ticketed for replacement by the machine. Thus living organisms, in their most typical functions and purposes, became superfluous.

Lewis Mumford, 1970, p.68.

“The interesting thing for us”, continues Pumphrey [talking about the Vocoder], “is the effect of this process on the character of speech, for in discarding or blurring the detailed structure, it has effected a completely mechanical separation of the emotive and informative functions of speech. The output of this infernal machine is perfectly intelligible and perfectly impersonal. No trace of anger or love, pity or terror, irony or sincerity, can get through it. The age or sex of the speaker cannot be guessed. No dog would recognise his master’s voice. In fact, it does not sound as if a human agent was responsible for the message. But the intelligence is unimpaired.”

Ibid, p69 (emphasis added).

Initially people didn’t trust what they were hearing on the telephone because they couldn’t put a face to it. The word “phony” emerged at the time to describe the experience of not believing the voice at the other end of the phone line.

Jeremy Rifkin, 2009, p.376.

Science is a many splendid thing.

Q: What is the role of Scientism (science as religion) if objective truth is an impossibility?

A: To ensure predictability of outcome, to ‘control’ nature, to tame the wild.

Q: What is its power?

A: To manufacture machines, enable mass production, design and build giant cities, create an increasingly machine-like society, etc. (the value of this product spectrum is of course in the eye of the beholder), but also, rooted deep in the humble origins of Scientism, i.e. as part of what we might call science proper, to encourage humility in the pursuit of increasing or deepening wisdom regarding how universe and its infinitely interdependent systems work.

The bright appeal of the mechanical utopia Scientism promises arises from the immature ego’s ‘congenital’ need for control, reflexively fearful as it is of disorder, the unknown, the unpredictable. It is this fear that has turned science proper into a new iteration of ancient sun worship: centralisation, mega-projects, power obsession, institutionalised hierarchy, the mighty state, mechanised armies of human automatons as one with their machinery, etc. This almost lifeless technotopia is an inhumane expression of the ego’s power- and control-urge newly equipped with ‘objective’ science, a paradigm that concerns itself solely with the measurable. But Scientism’s prudish expulsion of subjectivity from its crystal-clear domain, the domain of what it thinks of as real, blinds it to the fact that emotional and wholly subjective human beings must remain firmly ensconced in the picture to first conceive and then wield science (or be wielded by it). This subtle but significant blind spot has made a religion of science, broadly speaking.

This doesn’t mean the 'dispassionate' recording of observable phenomena and the consequent humble positing of falsifiable theories – a process that improves wisdom and understanding, piece by cumulative piece (however fitfully) – somehow dooms us to destruction or is without merit. The humility the scientific method requires of us is, in my eyes, a beautiful thing, a wonderful cultural achievement. However, it is very, very far from specific to Western Civilisation, or to civilisation generally. The challenge is in not falling prey to our fear-based need for control, and also recognising that all methods of apprehending and explaining reality are limited. The challenge is to not erect totalitarian absolutes we must orbit as vassals, i.e. Sun King, divine king, president, market, money, nation state, The Truth, etc. As Lewis Mumford puts it, “Man cannot be trusted with absolutes.”

How do we stay humble and aware of this creeping tendency while allowing space for invention and curious inquiry? I believe the answer lies in Scientism’s opposite, or twin: faith. Obviously, there is a deep paradox here, and this is what I try to resolve, or make fruitful, in this article.

Mumford’s The Pentagon of Power, which inspires this article, laments the decimation of the rich “polytechnics” of the high middle ages – a period responsible for a host of wonderful inventions and ingenious inventiveness. This almost anarchic richness did not survive the filtering or distillation of that richness by the likes of Galileo, Kepler, Descartes and even Bacon, unwitting fathers of what Mumford calls the “Monotechnics” that characterises our age. They created the lexis and syntax for the objectivism in which only the measurable matters, in which only the measurable is real. But it is not the case that the oddity of this position, its patriarchal obsession with control and regimentation, its fascination with the fully manipulable domain of machines, was lost on other thinkers of that time. For example:

Descartes’ contemporary Gassendi saw the weakness of his position. “You will say”, he wrote Descartes, “I am mind alone … But let us talk in earnest, and tell me frankly, do you not derive from the very sound you utter in so saying from the society in which you have lived? And, since the sounds you utter are derived from intercourse with other men, are not the meanings of the sounds derived from the same source?”

Mumford, 1970, p.82

It is self-evident that we are inextricably embedded in and products of our environment. See if you can extract yourself from universe to get a better view of it. Or, try and grow up from scratch again without learning anything until such time that you can make ‘intelligent’ choices about what you choose to learn. We cannot have thoughts in a mother-tongue language without first acquiring that language while unaware we are acquiring it and all the ideas that flow in with it. What possible objective appraisal of the process of socialisation that occurs in our early years can we carry out on ourselves? How can we check it, police it, sort the wheat from the chaff as we drink it all in? Descartes’ separation of mind from matter – where mind is spirit/intelligence capable of manipulating and perfecting a machine universe to fulfil humanity’s destiny to become nature’s “lords and masters” – either ignores or cannot accommodate this obvious truth.

And yet despite this, despite Goethe pointing out over two centuries ago that we cannot take one step deeper into nature nor one step out of it, despite relentless philosophical challenge, Scientism was born and rose to create and dominate Western Civilisation. As if destined. As if it has a lesson to teach us.

So, to repeat: how do we stay humble and avoid absolutism in the face of this grand destiny, in opposition to the weight of history? We yield. We let go. We give in. We act on faith, fearlessly, not knowing the outcome of our daring. But only we, as ‘individuals’, can decide which path to tread to bring this about, to open us up to our richer unfolding. To use the old cliché, we must be courageous enough to follow our hearts. (Believe me, if it doesn’t hurt like hell, you’ve either been following your heart fearlessly for years, or haven’t leapt courageously enough.)

Parallel with our descent into Scientism, we have become too cerebral. We live in our heads, are stuck in our minds, in Descartes’ prison, steered from within by unexamined fears that rule despotically from our cultural and psychological shadows. Rationality, objectivity, truth as distinct facts to be learned by rote, The News, entertainment, schools, consumerism, in fact the whole spectacle of modern life distracts us into mind, shepherds us into isolated pens of mental separation. This dynamic drives, sustains and is driven by the same fear that spawns it.

And yet we know, do we not, that mind is not everything. Surely we know by now that no one thing can be everything. Perhaps we can even say that there can be no distinct thing at all…

As one of many direct consequences of having had the courage to follow my heart and quit my old job towards the end of 2011, I recently fell deeply in love. It went badly wrong, and caused much suffering. The experience shocked me, broke me, cracked me open like an egg. I lost control and was forced to yield, to collapse into apparently endless pain. The turbulence this set in motion tossed me around like a rag doll. No logic, no rationality, no mind-based intelligence was of any use. I was lost at sea. In some ways, I lost my mind.

But the whole experience was (and remains) deeply spiritual. The love I felt, the depth of connection, was unlike anything I have ever known. I now liken it to a Near Death Experience (NDE). People who have gone through an NDE report being immersed in and experiencing that they are ‘made of’ unconditional love, and being fully aware in an infinity rich with creative force. They experience this as their true home, their true self. This is the description that is closest to what I felt. But there is no science that can confirm the 'reality' of such experiences, and unless you are touched by and touch that realm, that state, that soulscape, you cannot know it. If you hear it described, you cannot know what it is like so your mind recoils, throws up suspicions and objections. If you do happen upon it for whatever reason, you cannot measure it. You cannot record it on film or tape. You cannot reproduce it for others. You cannot ‘prove’ it.

You talk in riddles, and hope…

Yet I know it was real. I know I did not ‘dream’ it. The soulscape I became is more real than the ‘physical’ world we call real. I was wide awake, wholly alive.

I suspect what happened to me, and has happened to millions of others for different reasons, is a microcosm of what is happening to modernity, to the civilisational project as a whole, to its latest vanguard Scientism. We are broken by an extreme event, and are changed. Then comes the challenge of what to do with the new knowing.

In this case, it is an extreme of subjectivity. Extremes upset our apple carts. They take us out of mind. If we come back, we know something new. We are renewed. But the message we might want to share cannot be appreciated by mind. Only something like faith can accept it, whereupon we are free to use that faith as impetus for our own, unique development, our leap into the dark. Sadly, Scientism scorns faith, its blind spot, its shadow, despite faith being, I believe, fundamental to human experience. Scientism cannot handle this, cannot process it, cannot apprehend it , does not know where to begin. These rich, experiential phenomena must stay outside its remit.

Taking measurements of brain and other biological activity proves little in this area, as the assertion that the data recorded can be definitive about consciousness rests on an assumption: first matter, then consciousness. This assumption, or faith, cannot be proven, even if we manage to fabricate ‘artificial’ intelligence or other new life forms. That would be akin to building a radio capable of giving consciousness a new vehicle of expression, a new type of experience to learn from. It would not prove machinery can itself give rise to separated conscious experience, for it might also be that machinery can be an avatar for consciousness.

Scientism, like money and all other rigidly hierarchical institutions, must be demoted before our culture can become wiser and richer, more humane. My ego was demoted by my immersion in an experience and a place that were fully beyond all hope of control. I am richer and wiser for it, and more humble. The frustration for the rational among us is that this process is unprovable and unreproducible. But so what! So is something as mundane as a holiday, or rather the particular quality of a holiday. Indeed, what single thing that we have experienced can we reproduce, exactly, for ourselves or others? Which can we measure with numbers to understand better? Being unreproducible and unmeasurable, must we call all experiences unreal? Is there no such thing as experience? Is reality unreal? And if we cannot guarantee an identically wonderful holiday/romance/marriage/friendship/childhood/song/film by being rigorously objective and scientific in its planning, are we therefore doomed to misery?

Life is a complex and endless unfolding of unique and interdependent nows, not one of which will ever happen again, nor can any experience be replicated. That’s why life is so terribly wonderful, so achingly beautiful. Precisely because we cannot control it.

Universe (or All That Is, or God) is not an external machine to control, improve, perfect, domesticate, render unthreatening. It is alive with us, wild with us. We are alive because of it, in it, through it. Yielding to this fearful truth is the advent of lasting joy.