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Science is crude because it has no jurisdiction in areas of life. Hell, how many are able to live without knowing what constitutes the scientific method?

Why is there something rather than nothing? Didn’t have that in physics or chemistry.

Consciousness then. I forget what class covered its formation, structure, and classifications much less its contents.

Can science tell me what in the hell my wife was thinking when she blew up our car’s engine after continuing to drive, and faster at that, with no oil pressure? Please science, help.

What is the correct scientifically engineered method to nullify religious fanaticism?

Here’s the most practical justification for calling it crude.
I’ve pursued science and engineering in school and used, of necessity its methods for arriving at truth with practical problems on the job at the coal mine. I’ve found it my last choice to use in troubleshooting. Many other methods are superior by reason of time involved in their application compared to the scientific method. The scientific method is slow and crude in application when there are faster and more precise troubleshooting techniques available. For example:

Face boss runs up and tells me to get my tools the miner is down. What would the scientific method have me do? Question. Why doesn’t the miner come on when I press the start button? Educate. Consider the electrical schematic. Hypothesize. Wire has burnt in two, switch not closing, faulty hold in coil, bunch of other stuff. Test. Walk 4 crosscuts to the power center and lock and tag out the miner cable. Return to the miner and open up explosion proof panels (15 bolts each) on both sides of the miner to gain access to test points and start metering circuits. 30 minutes of testing fails several times to find a fault and finally a test reveals the stop button is open. The current must flow thru it to hold in the run circuit. Open it and the hold-in coil is de-energized thus cutting power to the pump motor. SUCCESS. Fix the stop button and close up the miner. Check the explosion proof covers with a .004 inch feeler gauge all around and it slides in. Take all the bolts back off and find a piece of dirt in the flamepath. Clean it and install door and recheck. Do the other panel door. Go back to the powerbox, unlock the plug of the miner cable, screw it back to the power receptacle. Pull the breaker on. It goes off with a bang and sparks. Son of a bitch. Do it again and it stays set. I’m the man. Get a paid lunch.

Two hours shot in the ass with the scientific method when one of the non-scientific methods would of got the problem fixed in less than 5 minutes at the most and still get a paid lunch. Science might get you the answer, but it is slow. Crude. No I’m not gonna’ tell the quick way. That’s job security and worth a lot in leverage.

I have to admit that the scientific method will get the job done eventually if the quicker methods fail or do not apply given that the problem is amenable to the constraints of the scientific method in the first place. I made my own conditions at the mine on my understanding of the scientific method but I didn’t like to use it and was always my last choice.

The everyday questions that haunt me in relationship issues with family is where science sings like a pig. Another reason that I call it crude. Science considers and is concerned with things that are placed within its reach by being measurable. But there are more things not capable of being measured than those that are. Lots of stuff in the world that can’t be measured. How long did I fantasize about Jessica Alba’s or her double’s performances in Sin City in 2006? How am I supposed to get that info today? Carbon dating?

In a narrow aspect from Newtonian mechanics, to spooky quantum entanglements and teleportations, the accomplishments of science would be magic of the highest sort if viewed from the perspective of 2000 years ago. But improving life span to 77 years or so is not doing much considering what was done without science in the 3.5 billion years leading up to one of its breakthroughs with Galileo’s outlandish, (in a time of truth determination by the best debater’s view), technique of “contrived” tests. Science has not been necessary to evolutionary development.

And then there are applied sciences.  What does applied science even mean when psychology cannot squeeze itself thru the narrow door of real science without widening it with the sledgehammer of pharmacology? http://www.arachnoid.com/psychology/index.html

How convincing is science when only 32% of the public “Think that humans, other living things have evolved due to natural processes.”  http://people-press.org/report/528/

I’ve had a buttfull of this for now. Fun though.

Science is crude due to its slow, paced, application in getting to knowledge. It is the best method to determine truth if you can’t use anything else and you can find an area in which it applies. Scientific theories are only “theoretically” 100% correct all the time until they’re proved wrong. Science’s limits are described in the engineers mantra “Cheaper, better, faster. Pick two.” Like the engineers mantra science has its limits and its applications are in a rather narrow field of endeavor in the human experience. The coal miner has no respect for the engineers mantra and is able to provide all three parameters in a solution. He is not bound by the scientific method alone. It is not only possible but preferable to avoid the scientific method. A crude invention.

The source of her wondrous flow, the angelic choirs hymns, when I attempt to control it, retreats, leaving me terribly alone. This is because of my vanity and inability to see beyond my own path to the glory in hers.

‘Been hard for me, harder still for those who would drain me, to understand her role in my journey. She shields me from the draining effects of releasing love for those near me. She, better than me, somehow knows those vessels’ size, ability to absorb, and efficiently pass on in turn the unthrottlable. The recipients leave of their own will. Sometimes staggering under their new load and injuring themselves. She is quick to assure me that I have in no way caused harm, but am only seeing the effects on those whose capacity for love is limited. She patiently shows that my loved ones limitations are the stones and holes on the path that they alone must walk thru.

Bristling and constantly on guard she tirelessly tends to my needs that I may continue in this place. Her total dedication and concentration to her task put mine to shame. And yet, she seems born to this. ‘Seems so easy and natural to her when for me there would be much wailing and gnashing of teeth.

She seems to sense when my heart fills with Spirit and must release to the loved ones. She does not attempt to control the means of my release and, more wondrously, does not attempt to understand my methods. By some unknown way her intuitive mind has been fine tuned, in ways apparently beyond my ken, to the task of the forever vigilant watchman of my well being. I do not know how she does this. I think that attempts to understand are futile. I will accept her Gift of Soul. And wonder that she seeks another day with me.

Here be my song to you, guardian wife.

My Wife At Paradise
Running full speed into their sea
Feeling their need binding me
Then, from the burden I must turn
Seeking the flaming sword that burns
Her sacred duty lights my way
Never heeding their words, their pleas, their pain
Withstanding much she bars the gate
To all but me
I’m drawn to her
To she, my Eve