e are the beneficiaries of the
scientific age, the diners in
this (silicon) chips with
everything restaurant. The menu
reads well, the food is cunningly
and excitingly prepared, the
dishes look and smell good, the
servings are generous -- but,
somehow, the whole thing not
only fails to satisfy but leaves us
with terminal indigestion and a
lot of trapped wind.
...But, like food itself, we need
science and its beneficent gifts to
live. Where would we be without
our computers, without our lasers
and laproscopic surgery, our
quantum quarks and quasars?
Life without the high speed, high
technology accoutrements on
which we have all come to rely --
even those who profess not to have
been tempted by the embrace of
microcircuitry -- is unimaginable.
It is a vision of a hell that is as bad
as the history it once was.
...In every way science has enhan-
ced our lives. There is almost no
field in which the hand of science
has not moulded, mended and
mechanised our existence. But
in taking the clay from which
humanity sprang and reshaping
it into a finely wrought and
technologically sound vessel,
science has sacrificed much that
is dear not merely to us but to
the Cosmos itself.
...Indeed, we have lost time itself.
The minutes, hours, days, months
and years by which man measur-
ed his progress through the
Cosmic Cycles have become mean-
ingless expressions of a distantly
remembered past when time
meant something. And that is
not all. Science has stolen simp-
licity and replaced it with elabor-
ation. It has taken common know-
ledge and made it a specialisat-
ion. It has transformed under-
standing into confusion and clap-
trap.But even that is not all. It
has rendered man's ability to int-
erface with nature into a battle of wills that it - or we - can only lose.
...In this special report we tell you who put the sigh into science and why we're all gonna fry.
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