I’ve been writing lately about measurement, and that we should think of measurement as the reduction of uncertainty, not as the application of precision.
One of the main pushbacks that I get on measurement of either type is that measurement somehow steals the magic from something.
For example, I could measure the Mona Lisa’s face, and say that her face is 20 centimeters wide, and the pushback would be that somehow this makes me appreciate the painting less.
I would be impressed if measurement was so powerful that by simply using it, we could hijack magic.
However, I have never met a human who, after learning the size of the Mona Lisa’s face, stopped appreciating the painting.
I have also never met a human who said, “The Mona Lisa is nice, but I prefer portraits where the face is between 21 and 40 centimeters in width.”
I highly suspect that if we start using measurement more, the world will not be stripped of magic.