H/T Dick Puddlecote for Science Says So.
Few nowadays defer to the traditional authority figures of old – parents, priests or politicians. But many are inclined to take scientists’ word for things. If scientists say that anthropogenic climate change is happening, well, then anthropogenic climate change is happening.
The author then goes on to point out several good reasons why climate science shouldn’t be taken as gospel truth.
But increasingly, these days, I find myself asking myself why I should believe anything. Do I really need to have a well-thought-out reason for refusing to believe something? What’s wrong with simply saying: “I don’t believe them”? Why do I have to believe something just because it’s written in a book somewhere? Why can’t I just carry on believing whatever I used to believe before all these infernal busybodies showed up with their secondhand smoke and their greenhouse gases and their polyunsaturated fats and all the rest of it?
I can’t see any good reason why anyone should change their minds about anything, unless they have genuinely been persuaded.
Furthermore, these days I have the ever-stronger impression that none of these experts and scientists really have very much clue what they’re talking about. The result, in my case, is that I very often find myself reverting to opinions I had when I was aged 15, when I already had a good stock of opinions about more or less everything.
And back then, I didn’t believe the climate was changing. And I didn’t think that smoking was harmful (although I didn’t smoke). And I thought that a proper meal consisted of meat and two vegetables (e.g. ham, chips, and peas) followed by something like apple pie and custard. And so on. And those are the opinions to which I’ve been slowly gravitating back to, as if the subsequent 50 years have seen me merely projected vertically upwards before falling back down again.
And it’s my growing inclination, whenever I read or hear that some scientist has said this, or some expert has asserted that, or some pundit has declared the other, to respond, without any hesitation, or any trace of uncertainty: “I don’t believe them.”