“It is hard for me to understand the great role, especially in epochs of transition and uncertainty, played by fashion in science, a role only slightly inferior to that which it plays in women’s dress. Man is indeed an animal very susceptible to suggestion on every subject.” ~Einstein
Fr. Bruckberger :
Science has become a dangerous mastodon, an imbecile without true judgment or responsibility, but unhappily omnipotent, capable of crushing all men beneath its feet: it is the monster in Picasso’s “Minotauromachia.” It is imperative to domesticate this mastodon, it is absolutely necessary to reduce it very soon, if not to impotence, at least to obedience. Instead, it is we who do obeisance to it and bow before it; indeed we abdicate all judgment to it, our material security and our spiritual dignity, to the truth that we idolize – and this is abominable. Science is our Moloch, our Baal, our Astarte, we give it everything it demands, including our souls. We no longer look to God for our salvation, we look to science, we feel ourselves impotent and humble before it alone, we abdicate everything at its feet; nothing is too precious for us to convert into a burnt offering to science.
Scientism in its grossest, most outdated, most laggard form is still engaged in playing havoc with the traditional teachings of our religion… There is inevitable conflict (between science and religion) whenever science demands unquestioning respect that is actually idolatrous. Just the same, it is high time to tell science that it extrapolates, that it exaggerates, that it exasperates, that it is in our service and not we in its service and that, even if it is as big as Goliath, we do not recognize its right to make us bow down and worship it.