Do I believe in the Science?

Who am I to say what’s right to believe in?

As Dennis Prager said the other day on his show; Science or God: do you have to pick one? We’ve all heard it; I don’t believe in God; I believe in science. That’s fine, but how do you get good and evil from science? Science tells you facts. But science doesn’t tell you what to do with those facts, or how to deal with them. Science tells you how to build a bomb, he said. But it doesn’t tell you how or when to use it.

I’m a bit of a background person. I mean, I have a voice, a strong one when it comes to my opinions, but you won’t see me standing up and shouting my beliefs and convictions in the middle of a crowded street. There are things I dislike, things I really hate and things I disagree with. Many times, most times really, I go along with the flow because, like I said, I’m a little shy.

Well, not shy exactly, but I have stage fright. Yes, we’ll call it stage fright. I get cold and chilly and shiver at the prospect of lots of people looking at me, expecting coherent sentences to come forth from my brain via my mouth. Also, I don’t see myself as being one to stir the pot, as they say. I just want to do my shopping and get on out. I just want to do what I came for and escape in one piece.

Today, I finally went to Costco. I’ve been putting it off for months, sending my husband out with lists to local stores, making do with what we had even though it wasn’t the brand we were used to.