There was recently an internet headline “mammals expected to become extinct from heat, drought.” Turns out that would be in a few hundred million years as continental drift jams a continent together.
That is presented as “scientific reality.” But one big problem is that it is not “relevant reality.” It does not affect my life one iota. There are an awful lot of scientific facts and speculations like that drifting around these days, some as clickbait, some from serious studies. But I still need to breathe, eat, and work today.
Another issue is conflation with what is relevant. If heat death is inevitable, why worry about climate change? It enforces a kind of numbness on any endeavors. In the long run _ well in the long run nothing matters, so why should I get out of bed?
Our core issue is that science is not consciousness. Reality differs when approached by either mathematical models or hormonal desires. I am not a “long run” creature. I live in the series of isolated moments of the present that science cannot quite figure out.
From this we get the frequent evils of reality games. Most involve absurd predictions into the foggy future. A dash of such is, of course, excellent and allows us to advance technology. But immersion in such scientific reality games can only lead to hallucination, depression, and immobility.
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