They are a terrified population under the boot of para-military hope-dealers who hold all blood relatives and social contacts mutually hostage in part and in whole. The population does not have the protected right to bear the self-defense of critical thought. They do not have the protected right to critically examine cause and effect. They do not have the protected right to retain in perpetuity their own data archives and test that data for drift, trends, systematic biases, precision, accuracy. They to not have the protected right to observe, hypothesize, re-observe, model, draw conclusions and share their own results.
I just got my second degree at 39yo, a BS Astronomy. In this field, and assuredly in any scientific field, there are many analogues and equivalents of the book study, the ministry school, the visiting Sunday speaker, the circuit assemblies and district conventions. One weekly meeting, called Journal Club, is where the apponted people, grad students and profs, pick out and present what they thought were the high points of this or that research paper, and are prepared to answer basic questions from the non-presenting round table. Another type of meeting, more than once a week, has a visiting speaker present their research, and not seldom must face a firey barrage of questions from a dubious, learned, professional, qualified, skeptical, and, fearless, audience. I've now been to two conferences of the American Astronomical Society. If you're headed up the ladder, if you need to network, if you need to present a talk or a poster, why, you dress full suit and tie or business jacket/blouse/heels, etc. If you're there to chillax and enjoy the proceedings, jeans and sneakers will do just fine. The keynote addresses are by speakers who are being honored for specific, unique contributions to science, and these are the solemn talks where science comes as close as it ever will to a system of belief or a devout cause in an of itself. Many other talks by intense, youthful, fired up post-docs and grad students. For lunch you connect with old or new faces and regale each other with experiences in science and anticipations of new science. The holy spirit of this kind of thing, the air that animates, is the quite verifiable fact that you are participating in an actual journey into the unknown, that you are planting torches in the cave to guide you back and to guide new ones in, and that there are surprises around the corner that you did not conceive or prepare for.
I challenge any terrified JW reading this to read just one short article on extrasolar planets.