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Mr. Potter, please understand that for the vast majority of people philosophy is a method for interpreting life and the universe, and science is a tool for observing reality. If you seek to make science a philosophy you hinder science, and philosophy.
Yes many people believe in a creator because the philosophy aids in their interpretation of the world around them. Science makes no mention, nor offers an opinion on the existence or lack there of for a creator. If you believe it does, as many creationists believe it does not, you are making science a philosophy and that is wrong.
There is no more evidence that God does exist than that God does not exist. There are no bablefish. As such, questions of God or Zeus, or superstring theory, are best used as philosophical interpretations of the world we see, and not as final judgments about the absolute reality of which we have no evidence.
The existence of an intelligent super force may not be something which you find can exist in your philosophy, but you shouldn't act as if this notion is any more upheld by scientific discovery than the notion of one existing.
The argument that our existence is the result of a million lucky coincidences is no more scientifically viable than the notion that the outcome was altered by an intelligent super force. You can only roll a seven so many times before you start to wonder if the dice are rigged. But that question is unknowable, and is for philosophy not science to debate.
It's all the dream of a autistic child...
Or maybe not.
I think the ending was foreshadowed earlier with Christopher's Death, just a random act of swerving too much to avoid hiting some passing teenagers too worried about their own minor indescrtions to help.
I see Tony dieing not at the hands of Phil, or caught by the Feds, but simply falling down a well, or getting hit by a truck. No ID on him, he's just another John Doe held for a month in the mourge, then creamated and placed in a potters field.
It is not with a bang but a whimper that it will end for Tony. The joke comes in a future scene with Tony being spoken of as the mysterious DB Cooper/Jimmy Hoffa of New Jersey Crime. No one ever finds out what happened to him, was he hit, did he run off to Cuba? Only we know the truth, but the legend lives on. And Phil Leotardo, a minor brief boss of New York, dies of Cancer shortly there after and is forgotten overshadowed by the little fish with the good story.
But I've got some cousin's back in Germany who would love to swap stories about the misunderstandings the world has about the organizations their grandfathers belonged to, and what they had to do to overcome the persecution of the rest of the world and make a better life for their families.
I say this with profound love and respect to my own grand fathers; one from Germany, and one from the US who had dealings with men of many stripes in the Union Movement.
Let's never ever kid ourselves about who these people are. Whether they are Al Qaeda, the Klan, the Nazis or the Mob, they are men who choose violence and intimidation to achieve their ends which are universally self importance. While you and I and the rest of the squares use intellect and hard work to make our way in a civil society, they profit from the basest natures of men, exploiting and degrading all they touch.
I think Grand Pa Simpson said it best, "During the Depression you had to grift, either that or work".
That I think has always been David Chases point, that no matter how much we idolize these men, no matter how much we love these men as our friends and family, they in fact are criminals and sociopaths. No one goes into this business, and no one rises to any power in this business unless they are sociopaths. Sure there are levels and a soldier might be just that a soldier who can hang up his gun at the end of the day(such as we are led to belive Bobby Baccalla was), but a man who kills for a living, or inflicts pain and harm, even when deserved by some accounting is not the same as the man who sells life insurance.
The Sopranos, the Leotardos, and the Gambinos, they are the worst society has to offer, they are today, and they were a hundred years ago. The corruption of the systems that we live in is not excuse for our own corruption.