Hawking started it
Dylan Evans
Thursday March 10, 2005
The Guardian
During the 1990s there was a minor revolution in the publishing industry: books about science became popular. They never overtook fiction, of course, and never succeeded in taking more than a small share of the non-fiction market. But, within its own modest terms of reference, science writing did experience a period of substantial growth.
It all started with Stephen Hawking, whose first popular book, A Brief History of Time, hit the bookshops in 1988. Very soon, others (myself included) jumped on the bandwagon, and popular science soon gained its own section in many bookshops.
With the boom, inevitably, there came a torrent of rubbish. The stylistic innovations of the trendsetters soon became, in the hands of the disciples, stale recipes, recycled over and over in formulaic and uninspiring ways. Even the titles began to seem repetitive: The Panda's Thumb, Galileo's Finger, Einstein's Brain ... What a pity nobody had the chutzpah to write a book about Newton's penis.
A decade and a half later, there are signs that the popular science boom is running out of steam. Unlike scientists, the public has a limited appetite for facts. That is, to my mind, a healthy state of affairs. The eternal curiosity of the scientist may appear touching, like the enthusiasm of a schoolboy for collecting conkers, but what is cute in a child is often quite pathological in an adult.
Nobody could put it better than Oscar Wilde. In his essay The Decay of Lying, he decries what he calls the "monstrous worship of facts". There is something truly monstrous about scientific curiosity because it seems to extend to facts something they do not deserve. Facts must be respected but never worshipped....cont'd
http://www.guardian.co.uk/life/science/story/0,12996,1434051,00.html