在我参加一个科学家和电视播音员的会议时,会议组织者很友好地派了一辆车来接我。接我的人名叫巴克利,他说他有许多关于科学的问题要问我。于是我们就聊了起来。但是话题不是科学。他想谈的是对圣安东尼奥附近一个空军基地中正在冰冻冷藏的外星人的怜惜,水晶球,诺查丹玛斯的预言,占星术……他用高涨的热情向我介绍着每一个预测的凶兆,但每一次我都不得不使他大失所望。“证据靠不住,”我不断地说,“都是过于简单的解释。” When I attended a meeting of a scientist and a television announcer, the meeting organizer kindly sent a car to pick me up. Pick up my name is Barkley, he said he has a lot of questions about science to ask me. So we chatted. But the topic is not science. He would like to talk about the pity on frozen, refrigerated aliens in an air base near San Antonio, the crystal ball, the prophecy of Nostradamus, astrology ... He introduced me to every prediction Omen, but every time I have to make him disappointed. “Evidence does not hold, ” I keep saying, “is too simple to explain. ”