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With considerable discontent, I just concluded a conversation with a young man (I assume he was young, and human — on the Internet one never knows) about the deleterious effect of Christianity on the march of science and progress. The exchange (I will not call it a dialog, since we were merely speaking past each other) consisted of his assertion that Christianity deters and discourages science, and my request for some historical evidence to back that assertion, and my request for some evidence to contradict my assertion to the contrary, namely, that the scientific revolution took place in Christendom and nowhere else because the ancient world and the Near and Far Eastern civilizations lacked the intellectual and metaphysical foundations needed for the theory of knowledge called empiricism.

I was told in condescending terms that since Catholics oppose infant stem cell research, ergo we oppose the march of science (or, rather, we oppose SCIENCE!). I pointed out that someone can oppose aborticide, contraception, experimentation on condemned criminals, euthanasia, and genocidal eugenic control of human breeding without being opposed to science, even if some scientific knowledge might eventuate from these practices. As if saying to oppose the Pharaoh’s using Hebrew  slaves to build pyramids was to oppose the march of architecture. (ARCHITECTURE!) I did not bother to point out that infant stem cell research was a bust, and that the smart money is on adult stem cell research.

The other talking points raised in the exchange were of like quality: merely inchoate and unsupported opinions, emotion, error, mush.

But enough. The ability or inability of a random stranger glancingly encountered on the Internet says nothing of the merit or demerit of the argument. Allow me, in support of my argument, to introduce into the record an piece by Fr. Paul Haffner describing the theory of Stanley Jaki in his book CHRIST AND SCIENCE.

I came across this on the website of the Augustine Club of Columbia University. I reprint the whole piece without further comment, including footnotes and references, because I fear that the link might not long remain, and I should like to preserve the article even if it disappears from the Columbia U website.

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Praise for Clockwork Phoenix 3

Posted August 5, 2010 By John C Wright

Gardner Dozois from the latest LOCUS issue review CLOCKWORK PHOENIX 3 an anthology in which I had the pleasure and honor to participate. (Hat tip to the unsinkable Mike Allen).

Also on the shelves is Clockwork Phoenix 3: New Tales of Beauty and Strangeness, edited by Mike Allen, a mixed slipstream/fantasy/science fiction anthology of original stories. The stories here are elegantly written, as usual, but, somewhat disappointingly for me, the ratio of SF to slipstream/fantasy continues to slip; the original Clockwork Phoenix was divided almost equally between SF and the other genres, but, as was also true of Clockwork Phoenix 2, there’s not much science fiction here anymore, and not even really that much fantasy, slipstream having pretty much taken over.

The three SF stories include John C. Wright’s “Murder in Metachronopolis,” a hugely complex time-paradox tale, the best SF story in the book, a stealth far-future story, John Grant’s “Where Shadows Go at Low Midnight,” and Cat Rambo’s “Surrogates,” a satirical piece about the mores of the future that reminds me a bit of the “Urban Monad” stories that Robert Silverberg used to write in the ‘70s. The best of the fantasy stories are “Hell Friend,” by Gemma Files, and “Braiding the Ghosts,” by C.S. E. Cooney. The strongest story in the anthology overall is Gregory Frost’s “Lucyna’s Gaze,” a disquieting story of future genocide that dances on the razor-edge between science fiction and fantasy.

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A Review of a Review of a Review of INCEPTION

Posted August 4, 2010 By John C Wright

In this article, which he describes as a review of a review, James Bowman laments that films are no longer about real things related to the real world, but merely about spectacle, sound and fury. He further laments that film criticism is no longer about criticism, but about alienism or mass psychology.

http://www.jamesbowman.net/reviewDetail.asp?pubID=2049

I must reject James Bowman’s criticism of INCEPTION in the strongest possible terms. His argument, boiled down to its ugly nub, is that since the action in the movie takes place in the dream world, nothing real is happening ergo there is no plot.

I puke contempt upon this muggle thinking. INCEPTION is the best science fiction movie qua science fiction I have ever seen, bar none. I do not make that statement lightly.

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The Universe Maker (aka the Shadow Men) by A.E. van Vogt (1953)

If you are a fan, as I am, of the disorienting and absurdly mind-expanding wonder-stories of A.E. van Vogt, then rereading this relatively obscure novelette from the middle of his career with either come as a nostalgic pleasure, or as something of a disappointment. For me, it was both.

The plot (to the degree that any van Vogt yarn can be said to have a plot) is this: Morton Cargill, a Korean War soldier on leave, picks up a girl named Marie Chanette in a bar, suffers a drunk driving accident, and walks away from the overturned car, leaving her to bleed to death.

She, or someone who looks like her, meets Cargill again. At the meeting she hands him a shining card. On the card is written the dire message that the Inter-time Society for Psychological Adjustment has determined Cargill must suffer the ‘treatment’ of being murdered. But the act of touching the card makes Cargill black out. “Her voice receded into the remote distance. There was night.”

He wakes in the Twenty-Fourth Century, in the City of the Shadows. His jail cell divided into two sections, his, and a section where a girl is watching him.

This girl turns out to be the remote descendant of Marie, and the science of the time has discovered that the neuroelectrical glandular tensions causing her neuroses were inherited genetically from the death-event of her ancestor, and can only be soothed by watching Cargill die.

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