Science Has The Cold Facts,

This Planet Seems To Be In Such Sorry Shape. And I Can't Ever Think About The Rest Of The Universe Without Coming Back Home And Thinking What The Implications For Life Here Would Be If We Were To Really Have Some Definitive Proof Of Extraterrestrial Life.

Ten Long Trips Around The Sun Since I Last Saw That Smile, But Only Joy And Thankfulness That On A Tiny World In The Vastness, For A Couple Of Moments In The Immensity Of Time, We Were One.

I Guess I So Desperately Want To See Us Put This Planet Right. It's So Horrifying To Me That A Fifth Of Us Are Starving Every Night, And That Forty Thousand Children Die Every Single Day.

Contrary To The Fantasies Of The Fundamentalists, There Was No Deathbed Conversion, No Last Minute Refuge Taken In A Comforting Vision Of A Heaven Or An Afterlife. For Carl, What Mattered Most Was What Was True, Not Merely What Would Make Us Feel Better. Even At This Moment When Anyone Would Be Forgiven For Turning Away From The Reality Of Our Situation, Carl Was Unflinching. As We Looked Deeply Into Each Other's Eyes, It Was With A Shared Conviction That Our Wondrous Life Together Was Ending Forever.

We Are Living In A Society That Is Totally Dependent On Science And High Technology, And Yet Most Of Us Are Effectively Alienated And Excluded From Its Workings, From The Values Of Science, The Methods Of Science, And The Language Of Science. A Good Place To Start Would Be For As Many Of Us As Possible To Begin To Understand The Decision-making And The Basis For Those Decisions, And To Act Independently And Not Be Manipulated Into Thinking One Thing Or Another, But To Learn How To Think. That's What Science Does.