Science Grows Like A Weed Every Year.

Each Of Us Have Things And Thoughts And Descriptions Of An Amazing Universe In Our Possession That Kings In The 17th Century Would Have Gone To War To Possess.

I Love A Microphone And A Big Crowd; I'm An Entertainer, I Guess.

Science, Like Nothing Else Among The Institutions Of Mankind, Grows Like A Weed Every Year. Art Is Subject To Arbitrary Fashion, Religion Is Inwardly Focused And Driven Only To Sustain Itself, Law Shuttles Between Freeing Us And Enslaving Us.

People Don't Realize That Molecules Themselves Are Somewhat Hypothetical, And That Their Interactions Are More So, And That The Biological Reactions Are Even More So.

Global Warmers Predict That Global Warming Is Coming, And Our Emissions Are To Blame. They Do That To Keep Us Worried About Our Role In The Whole Thing. If We Aren't Worried And Guilty, We Might Not Pay Their Salaries. It's That Simple.