When people in my daily life do the "X ... for SCIENCE!" thing, or i see "science: it works, bitches" bumper stickers, or the like, I'm always a little sad.
I try to remind myself that the map isn't the terrain, and that humans are guaranteed to build little cargo cults just to form a hermeneutic and handle the world, but it's still disappointing to see the form of a thing being, frankly, worshipped, instead of the thing itself being used productively. The scientific process is (to abuse a phrase a little more) a wonderful servant , but a terrible master.
Hell, even Indiana Jones comes up sometimes: "Archaeology is the search for fact, not Truth. If it's Truth you're interested in, Dr. Tyree's philosophy class is right down the hall."
I know that scientific fields are not even close to being alone in this, it's just a sobering reminder to keep myself on my toes. Feynman's point in "Cargo Cult Science" (1974)[0] remains very true: it is really super hard to avoid bullshitting yourself, even if you're aware that that's a thing that can happen and you try to prevent it.
[0]: http://calteches.library.caltech.edu/3043/1/CargoCult.pdf