Savagery is sort of the opposite of science, in that it's a kind of impulsive readiness to believe or disbelieve with absolute certainty, often followed by false religious zeal or dogma. But on the contrary, science is inductive, and often accompanied by what I think of as idiosyncratic nuance—sort of believing things all the time, but never completely—everyone having guesses about how things work, or how things really are, but some guesses being more accurate and respectable than others.
There was once a janitor who worked at a royal academic institution. One of the professors, running late for a meeting, entered the building in a hurry, so he helped the professor check his hat and personal belongings in the front office. The professor, running behind schedule, didn't have time to forge a note declaring ownership of his items. But the janitor gestured to him to go ahead, assuring him his items would be safe. Later, when the professor returned to collect his belongings, he asked "Do you have my hat?" and the janitor assured him he did. But the professor was skeptical. After all, the royal academy was a very busy place. "But how do you know it is my hat?" he asked, to which the janitor replied sharply, "Sir, I do not know if it is your hat. But it is the hat you gave me."
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