When Mary Shelley created the Frankenstein monster in her novel, she was expressing the fears of people of her day about science. I think many of us share those fears. We look at science as something devoid of human emotion and compassion, a ruthlessly true set of facts that cares nothing for our ethics or dreams or religious beliefs or wishes or even our very existence.
This is something I never got. Why are people so terrified that somewhere out there, somehow, Science Is Ignoring Them?
I mean, by contrast: I really *hope* that somewhere out there Religious Freaks Are Ignoring Me.