The notion that things “happen for a reason” is a powerful idea. It is also a dangerous one. The concept of “agency” is so central to our understanding of ourselves and our world that we apply it even where there is no agency to be found.
This new snap fiction story got its start when I heard a low buzz and saw something hovering overhead.
I can tell a sauropod from a theropod and I know the difference between dark matter and dark energy, but I’m no paleontologist or physicist. Not by a long stretch. But I do so love listening to such specialists talk about what they do. Because I’m not one of them.