A méditer... ?

J'ai relu récemment Jurassic Park de Michael Crichton. J'avais oublié combien ce roman était GENIAL !

Petite chose qui m'a marquée : le mathématicien Malcom y tient un discours un peu particulier mais a parfois raison. Ci-dessous un extrait de son "délire" alors qu'il gît, mourant, délire qui ne concerne pas uniquement les scientifiques mais bien plus encore notre société actuelle, qui voue un culte aveugle à la science (point de vue auquel on peut ne pas adhérer mais qui, à mon humble avis, n'est pas dénué d'une certaine vérité) :

"Scientists are actually preoccupied with accomplishment. So they are focused on whether they can do something. They never stop to ask if they should do something. They conveniently define such consideration as pointless. If they don't do it, someone else will. Discovery, they believe, is inevitable. So they just try to do it first. That's the game in science. Even pure scientific discovery is an aggressive, penetrative act. It takes big equipment, and it literally changes the world afterward. Particle accelerators scar the land, and leave radioactive byproducts. Astronauts leave trash on the moon. There is always some proof that scientists were there, making their discoveries. Discovery is always a rape of the natural world. Always."

Jurassic Park, Michael Crichton

Ballantine Books, 1991, p. 284

A lire et à relire sans modération !

Anne Quent