My grandmother never believed that men had walked in the moon. At that time it was difficult to tell between reality and propaganda, all believes resumed to some kind of “faith”.
I don’t have any “faith” in science; I don’t care if I have to change all my scientific convictions from one instant to the other as I follow the wind of the discoveries. And, as a matter of fact, I never tried to dissuade my grandmother from her conviction because at the time I didn’t have enough scientific arguments.
Does that make me a boring scientist? YES!
