As a physician, I have cared for many patients who were fearful. Often with good reason, but not always.
I have long believed that “being alive” is the fundamental predicate to possessing even rudimentary intrinsic moral value.
The idea that scientists are like tribal elders, to be respected and never questioned, much less smirked at (God forbid), is one possible perspective.
A peculiar habit of disassociation is widespread among many who study the brain.
Recently, there has been fuss over a working group meeting addressing the state’s evolution standards.