Every now and then, a bit comes along that hits to the heart of what I love
about Sherlock Holmes. When you get past the cool trappings, be they Victorian
or Cumberbatchian, the fun personality (oh, yes!), and the ever faithful
Watson, Sherlock Holmes is about rational thought and, that constant bane of
the superstitious: science.
I discovered the following in The
Magic of Reality: How We Know What's Really True by Richard Dawkins.
“What would you think of a detective who, baffled by a murder, was too lazy
even to try to work at the problem and instead wrote the mystery off as ‘supernatural’?
The whole history of science shows us that things once thought to be the result
of the supernatural – caused by gods (both happy and angry), demons, witches,
spirits, curses and spells – actually do have natural explanations:
explanations that we can understand and test and have confidence in. There is
absolutely no reason to believe that those things for which science does not yet
have natural explanations will turn out to be of supernatural origin, any more
than volcanoes or earthquakes or diseases turn out to be caused by angry
deities, as people once believed they were.”
I don’t know if Dawkins had Holmes in mind when he wrote that, but some of
Sherlock’s most fun cases are the ones where he debunks an apparently
supernatural event. The Hound of the
Baskervilles. “The Devil’s Foot.” “The Sussex Vampire.” And one of the worst sins that any non-Doyle
author can commit in writing of Sherlock Holmes is putting him up against a
supernatural creature who remains supernatural. Dracula. Aleister Crowley.
Cthulhu. A real Sherlock Holmes would debunk anything thrown at him, reducing
it to a simple, explainable thing, to which Lestrade would remark, “Oh . . .
that’s all it is.”
Science. It’s a great thing.
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