I've Got My Philosophy
My biggest philosophical gripe with completely self-contained evolutionary theory is that science almost always introduces principles that (at least at a high level) have some sense of coherence with each other.
Go through a mechanical engineering curriculum: the heat guys say heat moves like electricity flowing across a resistor, the electrical guys say electricity works like water flowing through a pipe, the fluid guys say water behaves like a rock rolling down a hill, and the mechanical guys say stress moves through a beam like heat flowing across a sheet of metal.
Everything goes to hell if you just leave it alone and let stuff happen. Any observation other than that makes no sense to me. Where do we have any sort of parallel instance where things just got amazingly, nay, unfathomably better, just by sitting around or unknowingly going about their everyday business? (Unrelated note: this is the only legal use of “everyday” in my book.)
Sure, you’ve got a billion monkeys at a billion typewriters, but who’s making them type? Paraphraseth St. Leary, the cheetah can’t drive a car, at least not very far.
Physicists hate this, but even many little cliche practical phrases are rooted in physics. Opposites attract, action/reaction, etc.
In other news, a moth just brained itself on my laptop’s chassis, leaving a little greasy spot. Score -1 for citronella.
Postscript: light behaves as a wave and a particle, which is maybe the fundamental philosophical reason it gives physicists so much trouble to describe. It’s like it resembles altogether too much of the world, in conflicting ways, all at once. No accident it’s so strongly associated with God.