I learned, through harsh realities, that hasty denial can be just as foolish a superstition as hasty belief, only dressed up in a more refined vocabulary and tie. The terrifying thing about the Carlo Acutis case wasn't encountering a supernatural spectacle designed to undermine my profession, but discovering that my own profession was leading me directly to an open door. A door where the numbers didn't disappear, but neither were they enough.
Today I am still a scientist, I still take measurements, and I still sign expert reports with the same rigor as always. But I do it with humility. I entered that basement as a man perfectly sure of who I was and how the world worked. I left with the same qualifications, the same technical precision, and a new wound that no formula has been able to fully heal.
It wasn't me who destroyed my report; it was reality that destroyed the man who would have signed it without hesitation.
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