Science for Madmen
Science for Madmen MN Gordon for Economic Prism
One of the absurdities of the coronavirus era is the purported faith in science by the political class; in particular, the left. Joe Biden, for instance, said he would shut the country down if recommended by scientists. Nancy Pelosi, this week, with respect to coronavirus stimulus, told Wolf Blitzer, that “…the science should call the shot and when they do, we should all trust it.”
“Trust, but verify,” counseled Ronald Reagan. No doubt, the Gipper, didn’t envision the ridiculous science behind coronavirus containment policy.
President Trump, taking the advice of Reagan, recently verified the effects of coronavirus himself. His findings, following a three day bout with the illness, revealed the science based policies that have been applied are not to be trusted. Trump tweeted these conclusions:
“One thing that’s for certain: Don’t let it dominate you. Don’t be afraid of it. You’re going to beat it.”
According to Science magazine, “[Trump’s] repeated public dismissals of scientific expertise, and his disdain for evidence have prompted many researchers to label him the most antiscience president in living memory.”
Maybe so. But when science is being used by policy makers to do stupid and destructive things, like locking down the economy, being antiscience is the intelligent choice. What’s more, the World Health Organization now says it’s opposed to lockdowns, and told world leaders: “stop using lockdowns as your primary control method.”
We have a hunch that the science of lockdowns has little to do with stemming the spread of coronavirus. We’ll have more on this in a moment. But first, we must make an important distinction. And to do so, we must take a brief diversion…
Private Acts of Madmen
Private and public life are as different as chalk and cheese. They are both disposed to acts of madmen. Sometimes these madmen apply science. But in private life science is used with honest intentions; at the very least, with the aim of making a buck. In public life, applications of science are far more sinister.
Here we turn to our own hamlet – the Los Angeles Basin – with purpose and intent. We take a gander back at its heyday for private madmen. We’re after perspective and the clarity it brings to today’s public madness. Where to begin?
By the early 20th century, before the mania to splatter every square foot of the LA Basin’s surface with concrete took hold of the local spirits, the place was already a magnet for eccentrics, delusionals, and hucksters galore. Howard Hughes, a total lunatic, would dream up his latest flying machine and then crash it into Beverly Hills.