What do Occam’s razor, Chekov’s gun and Schrodinger’s cat all have in common?
Really not all that much. Except that they are all enterprising ways to organize the world around us.
A philosophical principle, a dramatic event, a confounding scientific paradox: what do you see when you look out your window?
Shakespeare saw tongues in trees, books in running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. Hobbes saw a life that was nasty, brutish and short. They both did ok.
The point is, the world is a very strange place. And I would like my kids to know about it. Or perhaps, more pertinently, I would like my kids to learn to ask questions about it.
Why should fortune favours the bold be taken with a grain of salt? What do eggs have to do with tennis? Why did water nearly boil at 0 degrees centigrade? And why is an obscure, 18th century Swedish botanist the type specimen for our species?
As Mark Twain said: The more you explain it, the more I don’t understand it.
Which, frankly, seems like a good place to start.