Finding science at the shoreline

Finding science at the shoreline

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Originally published 31 December 2002

The great 19th-cen­tu­ry physi­cist James Clerk Maxwell said, “It is a uni­ver­sal con­di­tion of the enjoy­able that the mind must believe in the exis­tence of a law, and yet have a mys­tery to move about in.”

Law and mys­tery: The two pil­lars of sci­en­tif­ic creativity.

It is a com­mon com­plaint that sci­ence robs the world of mys­tery and leaves us strand­ed in a world of law. Indeed, sci­ence is often taught to non­sci­en­tists as law only, with no hint of how law is ener­gized by mys­tery. No won­der so many stu­dents find sci­ence bor­ing, and go look­ing for mys­tery in pseu­do­science and superstition.

To counter this com­plaint, I have often evoked the metaphor of sci­en­tif­ic knowl­edge as an island in a sea of infi­nite mystery.

As the island grows larg­er, some of what was for­mer­ly mys­te­ri­ous becomes law­ful. But, in an infi­nite uni­verse, the mys­tery is hard­ly deplet­ed by our discoveries.

Rather, as the island of knowl­edge grows larg­er, so does the shore­line along which we encounter mys­tery. It is at the shore­line — Maxwell’s inter­face of law and mys­tery — that all great sci­ence takes place.

Albert Ein­stein agreed. He wrote: “The most beau­ti­ful expe­ri­ence we can have is the mys­te­ri­ous. It is the fun­da­men­tal emo­tion that stands at the cra­dle of true art and true science.”

Ein­stein believed that expe­ri­ence is the only reli­able source of knowl­edge, but he rec­og­nized behind every expe­ri­ence some­thing sub­tle, intan­gi­ble, and ulti­mate­ly inex­plic­a­ble. “Ven­er­a­tion for this force beyond any­thing that we can com­pre­hend is my reli­gion,” he wrote.

Stand­ing with Maxwell and Ein­stein on the shore­line of knowl­edge we glimpse the Infi­nite through a glass dark­ly, and rec­og­nize a pow­er greater than our­selves by ecsta­t­ic intuition.

A read­er of past columns has point­ed out that I was not the first to use the metaphor of the shore­line. The 18th-cen­tu­ry Eng­lish sci­en­tist Joseph Priest­ley said some­thing similar.

In the pref­ace of the sec­ond vol­ume of his Exper­i­ments and Obser­va­tions Relat­ing to Var­i­ous Branch­es of Nat­ur­al Phi­los­o­phy, Priest­ley wrote: “The greater is the cir­cle of light, the greater is the bound­ary of the dark­ness by which it is con­fined. But, notwith­stand­ing this, the more light we get, the more thank­ful we ought to be, for by this means we have the greater range for sat­is­fac­to­ry con­tem­pla­tion. In time, the bounds of light will be still fur­ther extend­ed; and from the infin­i­ty of the divine nature, and the divine works, we may promise our­selves an end­less progress in our inves­ti­ga­tion of them: a prospect tru­ly sub­lime and glorious.”

Joseph Priest­ley was a man of the Enlight­en­ment, a cham­pi­on of rea­son, a foe of super­sti­tion. He was also deeply reli­gious, and divid­ed his life between sci­en­tif­ic inves­ti­ga­tions and reli­gion. In sci­ence, he is best known as the dis­cov­er­er of oxy­gen, and for his stub­born belief in phlo­gis­ton, a now-dis­cred­it­ed hypo­thet­i­cal sub­stance sup­pos­ed­ly mixed with all com­bustible mat­ter that was released as flame in burning.

In reli­gion, Priest­ley was a Dis­senter, a Uni­tar­i­an who took issue with the doc­trines of the estab­lished Church of Eng­land. As a Dis­senter, he was pre­clud­ed from attend­ing either Oxford or Cam­bridge uni­ver­si­ties, which at that time required for grad­u­a­tion assent to the Thir­ty-nine Arti­cles of the Estab­lished Church, a cat­a­log of offi­cial orthodoxy.

As Robert Schofield not­ed in his biog­ra­phy of Priest­ley, it was just as well that Priest­ley could not attend the ancient uni­ver­si­ties. Intel­lec­tu­al life at those insti­tu­tions was hob­bled by cur­ric­u­lar require­ments imposed by the Church of Eng­land. Mired in reli­gious and polit­i­cal ortho­doxy, Oxford and Cam­bridge had become pret­ty much irrel­e­vant to the explo­sion of ratio­nal knowl­edge we call the Enlightenment.

Most of the impor­tant sci­ence, phi­los­o­phy, his­to­ry, and lit­er­a­ture of late-18th-cen­tu­ry Eng­land was accom­plished by peo­ple who had no con­nec­tion to the tra­di­tion­al uni­ver­si­ties. Priest­ley took his edu­ca­tion at a Dis­sent­ing acad­e­my, and soon found col­leagues who shared his own sci­en­tif­ic inter­ests and lib­er­al polit­i­cal and reli­gious views, includ­ing Ben­jamin Franklin and Thomas Jef­fer­son. He was a friend of Amer­i­can democ­ra­cy, and end­ed his days in Pennsylvania.

Dog­ma of every kind — sci­en­tif­ic, polit­i­cal or reli­gious — is for­eign to a per­son such as Priest­ley, who lives on the shore­line between knowl­edge and mys­tery. The shore is not nec­es­sar­i­ly a com­fort­able place to reside — many peo­ple pre­fer the firm ground of ortho­doxy, or the murky waters of mys­tery — but the shore­line is where all great sci­ence is done, and, as Maxwell sug­gest­ed, it is a place of keen intel­lec­tu­al enjoyment.

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