Copyright ©1989 by Carl Sagan
As I got off the plane, he was waiting for me, holding up a
sign with my name on it. I was on my way to a conference of scientists and
television broadcasters, and the organizers had kindly sent a driver.
“Do you mind if I ask you a question?” he said as we waited
for my bag. “Isn’t it confusing to have the same name as that science guy?” It
took me a moment to understand. Was he pulling my leg? “I am that
science guy,” I said. He smiled. “Sorry. That’s my problem. I thought it was
yours too.” He put out his hand. “My name is William F. Buckley.” (Well, his
name wasn’t exactly William F. Buckley, but he did have the name of a
contentious television interviewer, for which he doubtless took a lot of
good-natured ribbing.)
As we settled into the car for the long drive, he told me he
was glad I was “that science guy”—he had so many questions to ask about
science. Would I mind? And so we got to talking. But not about science. He
wanted to discuss UFOs, “channeling” (a way to hear what’s on the minds of dead
people—not much it turns out), crystals, astrology. . . . He introduced each
subject with real enthusiasm, and each time I had to disappoint him: “The
evidence is crummy,” I kept saying. “There’s a much simpler explanation.” As we
drove on through the rain, I could see him getting glummer. I was attacking not
just pseudoscience but also a facet of his inner life.
And yet there is so much in real science that’s equally
exciting, more mysterious, a greater intellectual challenge—as well as being a
lot closer to the truth.
Did he know about the molecular building blocks of life sitting out there in the cold, tenuous gas between the stars? Had he heard of the footprints of our ancestors found in four-million-year-old volcanic ash? What about the raising of the Himalayas when India went crashing into Asia? Or how viruses subvert cells, or the radio search for extraterrestrial intelligence, or the ancient civilization of Ebla? Mr. “Buckley”—well-spoken, intelligent, curious—had heard virtually nothing of modern science. He wanted to know about science. It’s just that all the science got filtered out before it reached him. What society permitted to trickle through was mainly pretense and confusion. And it had never taught him how to distinguish real science from the cheap imitation.
Did he know about the molecular building blocks of life sitting out there in the cold, tenuous gas between the stars? Had he heard of the footprints of our ancestors found in four-million-year-old volcanic ash? What about the raising of the Himalayas when India went crashing into Asia? Or how viruses subvert cells, or the radio search for extraterrestrial intelligence, or the ancient civilization of Ebla? Mr. “Buckley”—well-spoken, intelligent, curious—had heard virtually nothing of modern science. He wanted to know about science. It’s just that all the science got filtered out before it reached him. What society permitted to trickle through was mainly pretense and confusion. And it had never taught him how to distinguish real science from the cheap imitation.
All over America there are smart, even gifted, people who
have a built-in passion for science. But that passion is unrequited. A recent
survey suggests that 94 percent of Americans are “scientifically illiterate.”
A Prescription for Disaster
We live in a society exquisitely dependent on science and
technology, in which hardly anyone knows anything about science and technology.
This is a clear prescription for disaster. It’s dangerous and stupid for us to
remain ignorant about global warming, say, or ozone depletion, toxic and
radioactive wastes, acid rain. Jobs and wages depend on science and technology.
If the United States can’t manufacture, at high quality and low price, products
people want to buy, then industries will drift out of the United States and
transfer a little prosperity to another part of the world. Because of the low
birthrate in the sixties and seventies, the National Science Foundation
projects a shortage of nearly a million professional scientists and engineers
by 2010. Where will they come from? What about fusion, supercomputers,
abortion, massive reductions in strategic weapons, addiction, high-resolution
television, airline and airport safety, food additives, animal rights,
superconductivity, Midgetman vs. rail-garrison MX missiles, going to Mars,
finding cures for AIDS and cancer? How can we decide national policy if we
don’t understand the underlying issues?
I know that science and technology are not just cornucopias
pouring good deeds out into the world. Scientists not only conceived nuclear
weapons; they also took political leaders by the lapels, arguing that their nation—whichever
it happened to be—had to have one first. Then they arranged to manufacture
60,000 of them. Our technology has produced thalidomide, CFCs, Agent Orange,
nerve gas, and industries so powerful they can ruin the climate of the planet.
There’s a reason people are nervous about science and technology.
And so the image of the mad scientist haunts our world—from
Dr. Faust to Dr. Frankenstein to Dr. Strangelove to the white-coated loonies of
Saturday morning children’s television. (All this doesn’t inspire budding
scientists.) But there’s no way back. We can’t just conclude that science puts
too much power into the hands of morally feeble technologists or corrupt,
power-crazed politicians and decide to get rid of it. Advances in medicine and
agriculture have saved more lives than have been lost in all the wars in
history. Advances in transportation, communication, and entertainment have
transformed the world. The sword of science is double-edged. Rather, its
awesome power forces on all of us, including politicians, a new
responsibility—more attention to the long-term consequences of technology, a
global and transgenerational perspective, an incentive to avoid easy appeals to
nationalism and chauvinism. Mistakes are becoming too expensive.
Science is much more than a body of knowledge. It is a way
of thinking. This is central to its success. Science invites us to let the
facts in, even when they don’t conform to our preconceptions. It counsels us to
carry alternative hypotheses in our heads and see which ones best match the
facts. It urges on us a fine balance between no-holds-barred openness to new
ideas, however heretical, and the most rigorous skeptical scrutiny of
everything—new ideas and established wisdom. We need wide
appreciation of this kind of thinking. It works. It’s an essential tool for a
democracy in an age of change. Our task is not just to train more scientists
but also to deepen public understanding of science.
How Bad Is It? Very Bad
Why We’re Flunking
How do British Columbia, Japan, Britain, and Korea manage so
much better than we do?
During the Great Depression, teachers enjoyed job security,
good salaries, respectability. Teaching was an admired profession, partly
because learning was widely recognized as the road out of poverty. Little of
that is true today. And so science (and other) teaching is too often
incompetently or uninspiringly done, its practitioners, astonishingly, having
little or no training in their subjects—sometimes themselves unable to
distinguish science from pseudoscience. Those who do have the training often
get higher-paying jobs elsewhere.
We need more money for teachers’ training and salaries, and
for laboratories—so kids will get hands-on experience rather than just reading
what’s in the book. But all across America, school-bond issues on the ballot
are regularly defeated. U.S. parents are much more satisfied with what their
children are learning in science and math than are, say, Japanese and Taiwanese
parents—whose children are doing so much better. No one suggests that property
taxes be used to provide for the also limit the amount of mind-numbing
television their children watch.
What We Can Do
Those in America with the most favorable view of science
tend to be young, well-to-do, college-educated white males. But three-quarters
of new American workers between now and 2001 will be women, nonwhites, and
immigrants. Discriminating against them isn’t only unjust, it’s also self-defeating.
It deprives the American economy of desperately needed skilled workers.
Black and Hispanic students are doing better in standardized
science tests now than in the late 1960s, but they’re the only ones who are.
The average math gap between white and black U.S. high school graduates is
still huge—two to three grade levels; but the gap between white U.S. high
school graduates and those in, say, Japan, Canada, Great Britain, or Finland is
more than twice as big. If you’re poorly motivated and poorly
educated, you won’t know much—no mystery here. Suburban blacks with
college-educated parents do just as well in college as suburban whites with
college-educated parents. Enrolling a poor child in a Head Start program
doubles his or her chances to be employed later in life; one who completes an
Upward Bound program is four times as likely to get a college education. If
we’re serious, we know what to do.
What about college and university? There are obvious steps
similar to what should be done in high schools: salaries for teachers that
approach what they could get in industry; more scholarships, fellowships, and
laboratory equipment; laboratory science courses required of everyone to
graduate; and special attention paid to those traditionally steered away from
science. We should also provide the financial and moral encouragement for
academic scientists to spend more time on public education—lectures, newspaper
and magazine articles, television appearances. This requires scientists to make
themselves understandable and fun to listen to. To me, it seems strange that
some scientists, who depend on public funding for their research, are reluctant
to explain to the public what it is that they do. Fortunately, the number of
scientists willing to speak to the public—and capably—has been increasing each
year. But there are not yet nearly enough.
Virtually every newspaper in America has a daily astrology
column. How many have a daily science column? When I was growing up, my father
would bring home a daily paper and consume (often with great gusto) the
baseball box scores. There they were, to me as dry as dust, with obscure
abbreviations (W, SS, SO, WL, AB, RBI), but they spoke to him. Newspapers
everywhere printed them. I figured maybe they weren’t too hard for me. Eventually
I got caught up in the world of baseball statistics. (I know it helped me in
learning decimals.)
Or take a look at the financial pages. Any introductory
material? Explanatory footnotes? Definitions of abbreviations? Often there’s
none. It’s sink or swim. Look at those acres of statistics! Yet people
voluntarily read the stuff. It’s not beyond their ability. It’s only a matter
of motivation. Why can’t we do the same with math, science, and technology?
By far the most effective means of raising interest in
science is television. There’s lots of pseudoscience on television, a fair
amount of medicine and technology, but hardly any science—especially on the
three big commercial networks, whose executives think science programming means
rating declines and lost profits, and nothing else matters. Why in all America
is there no television drama that has as its hero someone devoted to figuring
out how the universe works?
Stirring projects in science and technology attract and
inspire youngsters. The number of science Ph.D.’s peaked around the time of the
Apollo program and declined thereafter. This is an important potential
side-effect of such projects as sending humans to Mars, the Superconducting
Supercollider to explore the fine structure of matter, and the program to map
all human genes.
Every now and then, I’m lucky enough to teach a class in
kindergarten or the first grade. Many of these children are curious,
intellectually vigorous, ask provocative and insightful questions, and exhibit
great enthusiasm for science. When I talk to high school students, I find
something different. They memorize “facts.” But, by and large, the joy of
discovery, the life behind those facts, has gone out of them. They’re worried
about asking “dumb” questions; they’re willing to accept inadequate answers;
they don’t pose follow-up questions; the room is awash with sidelong glances to
judge, second by second, the approval of their peers. Something has happened
between first and twelfth grade, and it’s not just puberty. I’d guess that it’s
partly peer pressure not to excel (except in sports); partly that
society teaches short-term gratification; partly the impression that science or
math won’t buy you a sports car; partly that so little is expected of students;
and partly that there are so few role models for intelligent discussion of
science and technology or for learning for its own sake.
But there’s something else: Many adults are put off when
youngsters pose scientific questions. Children ask why the sun is yellow, or
what a dream is, or how deep you can dig a hole, or when is the world’s
birthday, or why we have toes. Too many teachers and parents answer with
irritation or ridicule, or quickly move on to something else. Why adults should
pretend to omniscience before a five-year-old, I can’t for the life of me
understand. What’s wrong with admitting that you don’t know? Children soon
recognize that somehow this kind of question annoys many adults. A few more
experiences like this, and another child has been lost to science.
There are many better responses. If we have an idea of the
answer, we could try to explain. If we don’t, we could go to the encyclopedia
or the library. Or we might say to the child: “I don’t know the answer. Maybe
no one knows. Maybe when you grow up, you’ll be the first to find out.”
But mere encouragement isn’t enough. We must also give the
children the tools to winnow the wheat from the chaff. I’m haunted by the
vision of a generation of Americans unable to distinguish reality from fantasy,
hopefully clutching their crystals for comfort, unequipped even to frame the
right questions or to recognize the answers. I want us to rescue Mr. “Buckley”
and the millions like him. I also want us to stop turning out leaden,
incurious, unimaginative high school seniors. I think America needs, and
deserves, a citizenry with minds wide awake and a basic understanding of how
the world works.
Public understanding of science is more central to our
national security than half a dozen strategic weapons systems. The sub-mediocre
performance of American youngsters in science and math, and the widespread
adult ignorance and apathy about science and math, should sound an urgent
alarm.
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