It
sometimes happens that Science people hate Social Sciences intensely.
This intensity is rarely provoked by Humanities disiciplines like
Philologies , or it´s at least another sort of hatred. I think
Social Sciences are accused of trying to disguise themselves by using
instruments of the natural sciences: stats, graphs… ‘The
Strangled Reason’, by Carlos Elias explains this phenomenon very
wel
Friday, 29 March 2019
GHOSTS (CHIMAMANDA NGOZI ADICHE) AND THE DESPISE OF SOCIAL SCIENCES
He
was in sociology, and althought many of us in the proper sciences
thought that the social sciences people were empty vesses who had too
much time on their hands and worte reams of unreadable books, we saw
Ikenna differently. We forgave his peremtory style and did not
discard his panphlets and rather admired the erudite asperiry which
with he blazed through issues; his fearlessness convinced us
Monday, 25 March 2019
SATURDAY (IAN MCEWAN) AND SCHRÖDINGER´S CAT
As
he comes away, he remembers the famous thought experiment he learned
about long ago on a physics course. A cat, Schrödinger’s Cat,
hidden from view in a covered box, is either still alive, or has just
been killed by a randomly activated hammer hitting a vial of poison.
Until the observer lifts the cover from the box, both possibilities,
alive cat and dead cat, exist side by side, in parallel universes,
equally real. At the point at which the lid is lifted from the box
and the cat is examined, a quantum wave of probability collapses.
None of this has ever made any sense to him at all. No human sense.
Surely another example of a problem of reference. He’s heard that
even the physicists are abandoning it. To Henry it seems beyond the
requirements of proof: a result, a consequence, exists separately in
the world, independent of himself, known to others, awaiting his
discovery. What then collapses will be his own ignorance. Whatever
the score, it is already chalked up. And whatever the passengers’
destination, whether they are frightened and safe, or dead, they will
have arrived by now.
Something
which I am very proud of is the fact that, over 4 years, I have
avoided some unpleasant aspects in the 86 posts of this blog.
Searching for mistakes has not beeen then main aim of this blog,
mainly to get away from my job. I also avoided the scientific
clichés; you can´t picture how many times Schrödinger´s Cat
appears in novels, it´s almost one more character.
It´s
been difficult, but this is only the second time we speak about the
damn cat. The first one was just to devote some words to a good movie
Wednesday, 20 March 2019
AMERICANAH (CHIMAMANDA NGOZI ADICHE) AND THE PROVERBIAL GALLARTY OF CHEMISTRY TEACHERS
He
turned to her and said, “About time,” when the train finally
creaked in, with the familiarity strangers adopt with each other
after sharing in the disappointment of a public service. She smiled
at him. The graying hair on the back of his head was swept forward, a
comical arrangement to disguise his bald spot. He had to be an
academic, but not in the humanities or he would be more
self-conscious. A firm science like chemistry, maybe.
One
more time: the aim of this blog is the good vibes between Science and
Humanities, but we don’t want to hide the truth. If this lady
thinks that male Science teachers in general, and the Chemistry ones
particulary, have a bigger composure with women, it won’t be here
that we will disagree with her.
Maybe
the reader has noticed that in some posts of this blog the
relationship between Literature and Science is a little bit
unnatural. We have forced this relationship in a case like this,
when the book is so good that it deserves we talk about it
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