ABSTRACT
No one better exemplifies the magic, mystery, and awesome might of physics than does Albert Einstein. The unruly hair, the baggy pants, the Germanic accent, these in the public mind (or at least in my mind when growing up) are the characteristics of genius. For philosophers, too, he is a hero, for he seems distinctly like one of us when he declares that ‘Science without epistemology is-in so far as it is thinkable at all-primitive and muddled’ (1949, 684).
