THE RANDLE REPORT

THE MYTH OF OMNI-SCIENCE

A science of test-tubes, microscopes, dissection and Hadron Colliders is a science of matter.

Well and good. Nothing wrong with that, as long as it doesn’t claim to be a science of everything.

Love, respect, community, music, art, thought, feeling, decency, honesty, sympathy, fellow-feeling, understanding, intelligence, fear, exhilaration, determination, boredom, frustration, infatuation, bliss, pleasure, companionship, enthusiasm, inspiration, comprehension, knowledge, perception, rationality, irrationality, sense, sensibility, vision, dreaming, remembering, guessing, estimating, lying, sensation, belief, disbelief, illusion, disliking, consciousness and unconsciousness are just a small sample of vital aspects of our lives that are immaterial and outside the scope of such a science.

Metallurgy is a respectable science. It knows about and studies the behaviour, composition and applications of metallic objects and compounds.

It doesn’t claim that all is metal.

Anyone who has been involved in the production of metal structures – girders, vehicles, vessels – will have encountered the phenomenon of sub-permanent magnetism. Over and above the structure’s material composition, this is a force-field born of the energy exerted upon the metal in its transformation.

A side-effect of all the pressing, beating and riveting is the conversion of the components into induction magnets which, in the days before sat-navs, posed interesting problems for navigation by exerting their forces upon a ship’s compass.

Over time, the magnetism in the plates, pipes and framework aligns to form a single magnet.

Whether or not this goes anywhere toward explaining the attraction of the back of your car to tailgaters, I wouldn’t know. I’m not a metallurgist. What I do know is that this magnetism forms an element that is neither visible nor composed of material particles, although it exerts influence on the matter that is present, and is as vital in understanding and handling the ship as any tonnage of metal or ballast.

I also know that a metallurgist would be the first to admit that there is more going on than meets his steely gaze.

Commenting on a recent news story, one of those anonymous types who lurk in the recesses of social media announced with finality: ‘I am just a collection of atoms.’

When I read that, hot on the immaterial heels of disbelief came the thought: ‘A mere collection of atoms wouldn’t even be capable of imbecility. My wardrobe is a collection of atoms.’

Now, I’ve never seen an atom up close, not even on the telly. I have seen lots of diagrams of them. But of course that’s like the London Underground map – useful in many ways, but don’t study it for a clear picture of the Elephant and Castle, or the mythical region of Hainault.

An atom appears from the myriad schematics to be a fetching arrangement of smaller particles – protons and neutrons at the centre and electrons whizzing about them in orbit.

The reality is not quite so orderly. Everything from sub-atomic particles to special wardrobium compound molecules is dashing about it at the speed of light entertainment, so that what looks, and even feels, like a wardrobe to thee and me is more like a multi-dimensional TV picture – in 4K ultra-high definition, of course.

We pat it with our molecular hands: ‘Good and solid,’ we lie.

No part of it is actually still, so why doesn’t our hand pass through the wardrobe? Both are lots of whizzy things, so small that the danger of getting mixed up must be on the lines of a stone-cold certainty. What physical/material aspect causes them to repel each other – to give the illusion of mutual solidity?

Come to that, how do the atoms in the wardrobe, or in the man referred to above, know where and when to stop? How are the borders of their whizzing defined?

The latter’s atoms are arranged into living cells, each of which has instructions from Crick and Watson, but why would the constituent parts of the former maintain their wardrobeness?

Some marketing types think cars have DNA, so why not a humble B&Q wardrobe? Something’s doing it, containing its ingredients, keeping them from combining with the outside world. Not so long ago, they persisted in the form of flat-packed planks and, before that, at some distant evolutionary stage, they formed some part of a tree-like thing.

The tree was grown by life, possibly following DNA instructions, though these last must have been easier to follow than those supplied by B&Q.

It would be tempting to come to the conclusion that matter – particles, molecular, atomic and sub-atomic – is a relatively minor ingredient in the object, and of comparatively minor importance in the scheme of things.

Everything that makes it useful as a wardrobe has to do with providing and delineating the space in which the material particles whizz about. The particles themselves only determine whether its apparent substance is of reconstituted wood or silly-putty.

It is quality of being – the thing other than the atoms and particles – that separates one thing from all others. Try merging two ‘identical’ B&Q wardrobes together.

And so it is with ‘life forms’: forms delineated, animated, advanced, occupied and/or presided over by an element, not of particles or matter, but of intelligence, purpose, order, consciousness, and all these other qualities of which matter, by itself, is incapable.

However far real science and real scientists have advanced beyond blind glorification of matter – the ‘big think’ and beyond – the fallout from groundless claims to omni-science, broadcast and reinforced by trusted media and spurious ‘authorities’, has already done more than enough damage, as witnessed by our atomic man and those who go in fear of even mentioning the very qualities that make them human.

The self-interested and the self-important have been quick to capitalise on the de-humanising power of the omni-science myth, setting up ‘Truth (dogma) in Science’-type protection rackets and waging smear campaigns against those who are on the side of life rather than the totalitarian machine.

Meanwhile ‘Life’ sciences bring wholesale death, ‘humanist’ groups decry the non-scientific elements of humanity, authorities and big Pharma enforce the superiority of matter by drugging, tasering, criminalising and stupefying, while megalomaniac globalists work toward their fascist dream of a New World Order populated by easily-enslavable automatons.

A man or woman who believes in the qualities of life and humanity that cannot be litmus tested or studied through a microscope has the possibility of growth as a person, of improvement, betterment, of consciousness expansion – not the psychedelic fraud born of toxins – but a genuine increase in intelligence, awareness and life enhancement.

Those cowed into believing everything is unthinking matter have all their best days behind them.

From BLINDED WITH SCIENCE available from The Book Depository