Engineering Skepticism

Skeptic, as a word, has had a lot of different definitions and connotations in the past years and most of them become perjorative in the eyes of non-skeptics who seem to equate skeptic with cynic.  The debate over the definition of the word, and who is more deserving to use the word for self-identification, is still going on today.  From my perspective, there are two major camps: the scientific skeptics and the deniers who call themselves skeptics.

The former relies on scientifically received data upon which to base their conclusions.  The latter make conclusions and go in search of data or anomalies  to fit their beliefs.  As you can imagine, I hold with the scientific skeptics and the proven scientific method.

But I think there is another category, or at least I want to create one: engineering skepticism.  And no, this doesn’t lie halfway between the other two.  It is close to SciSkep, but I don’t think it is quite an offshoot of it.  At least not in the approach.  I think of it as the engineering approach to acceptance and rejection.

For example.  As I wrote about earlier on the ADE-651 bomb detector, SciSkep might develop double blind tests, collect data, test the hypotheses behind the machine, etc.  EngSkep would point out the lack of a power source, the cited interference of the operator’s mood on the results, and the implausible operating ranges and would reject the machine immediately.  Not because of testing data, but because of its clear unreliable nature.

Science and Engineering bring home the goods, as Carl Sagan said. Woo doesn’t. I’ll go a little farther and say that science and engineering have to be right, they HAVE to bring home the goods.  Science needs to be right eventually, through a slow process that self-corrects.  Engineering has to be right, right now.  It evolves, but it has to bring home the goods now, not later, and do so without mistake.  Engineering products have to be reliable or they don’t sell or they aren’t safe. And by reliable I mean that it does what it is supposed to do 99.99 percent of the time (or better).  So no decent engineer on a source selection committee would approve the ADE-651.  He wouldn’t have to wait for Science to catch up to know it isn’t reliable enough to consider.

So am I saying that if it works well that is enough for the EngSkeptic?  Well, not really.  Unfortunately, much of the Woo is in the realm of the body and mind and is very prone to subjective thinking.  A person may think that a homeopathic pill cured him, Science can show that it could not, and did not.  EngSkep can’t say anything about it.  On the other hand, I guess we could reject things such as prayer for an amputee – a leg has never grown back so prayers asking for it to do so are demonstratedly unreliable and are not worth doing (mental comfort aside).

So is EngSkep a shortcut to normal SciSkep?  Maybe.  If the first question we ask a suspected Woo topic is, is it reliable? we might be able to save a whole lot of effort of scientific investigation.

Does Astrology produce reliable data? No.  Toss it out.  Do psychics produce reliable predictions?  No.  Don’t listen to them.  Do Ufologists produce reliable evidence of UFOs? No.  Ignore them.  Do ghost hunters and their gadgets reliably produce evidence of ghosts? No.  Reject their methods.

So okay, maybe a shortcut.  And certainly not as rigorous as SciSkep, but do we really have the time to waste doing real Science on real Woo?  Let’s use EngSkep as the first hurdle.  Then, if the Woo passes, let Science take a crack at it.

I think I’ll have more to say about this soon.  What do you think?

Being Wrong

As an engineer, and a wanna-be scientist, I’m a fan of both disciplines and I’m cognizant of the differences between them. I’m not talking about the educational levels or the organizational differences or the societal pecking order. Rather I think the real difference between them is a matter of perceived and actual risk.

What happens if we are wrong? That question is always in the back of an engineer’s mind. Or if it isn’t, it should be. And I’m not talking about saving your job for the sake of the mortgage bill or getting credit to help out you promotion prospects. No, I’m talking about what happens to people and property if we are wrong. What happens if the designer of that airplane wing was’t diligent in his calculations? What happens if that elevator engineer misses a decimal place? Even what happens if that structural engineer steps a bit too far into unexplored territory and uses new fasteners in that new building?

Some of our leaders here say that we engineers shouldn’t sleep well at night because of these kind of questions. And many of us don’t.

But I wonder what kind of questions keep scientists up at night. If an astronomer or theoretical physicist is wrong, what are the consequences? Is life or limb at risk? I doubt it. Reputation, maybe, and perhaps there is a risk of grant funding, but how many working scientists (outside of the health field) directly affect the general population in terms of risk to their lives?

I’m not trying to take sides here, but rather trying to ponder on how risk affects the thinking of engineers and scientists. I think the risk questions (including economic risk) constrain an engineer’s actions while the lack of the same allows the scientist to venture into the unknown knowing that the consequences of being wrong will not be severe or widespread.

I’m thinking that it must be nice to be in that position. What do you think?

Man Shocks Family, Self with Word Choice

Mr. Jack Vander shocked his family and himself yesterday when he used the word quidnunc correctly in a sentence during Sunday dinner.  “I don’t know what’s gotten into him, I really don’t,” said his mother, Bertha, in between sobs. “I didn’t raise him to be like that.  And at dinner too.  In front of grandmother.  I just don’t know where we went wrong.”

Vander’s father had stronger words for his son’s behavior.   “What the fuck do you do with a kid like this?  I mean we raised him right.  Beat him when he needed it and made sure he went to church every Sunday.  Shit, how the fuck does this happen to good families like mine?”

Vander, a sign painter and part-time rodeo clown, seems as surprised as his family.  “I don’t know where it came from,” he said, “it just came out.  The only thing I can think of is that I was looking up how to spell quiche the other day, you know, for a sign, and I must’ve read the word.  I guess it just got stuck in my head.”

His longtime friend George Heply disregards that excuse.  “He’s fucked up, is all,” he said to this reporter. “I might buy it if it was the first time but it wasn’t.  I personally heard him say ‘desist’ instead of fuck-off and he’s starting to say refrigerator instead of fridge and television instead of TV.  I don’t know what the fuck his problem is, but he’d better straighten out right quick before he loses everything.  We already had to kick him out of the bowling team when we found a book in his bowling bag.  It was a hardcover, without pictures, if you can fucking believe it.”

Vander has promised to try to watch his mouth from now on, but his parents confirmed that he is no longer invited to Sunday dinner until he can control himself.  “It’s tough love,” his mother said, “but that’s what he needs right now.”

To add further mystery to this story, this was only the fourth time this month that quidnunc was properly used statewide.  It is currently on the list of words that just take up space in the dictionary and are good for Scrabble but otherwise should be expunged from the English language.   Expunge is another one.