Goodness yes. When I was in physics, there were a lot of these philosophers who had some kind of real problem with (special) relativity, like it had swerved and driven over their dog on purpose. I'm not talking about the spackling of idiots who were under the impression that Michelson-Morley was performed precisely once, but folks who just found it antithetical to their personal outlooks, aside from the space opera types whose dreams are cruelly crushed underfoot by c (no exotic matter has yet called Lazarus forth from his tomb). Normally, one could dispel them with some holy water and a copy of Dr. Will's Was Einstein Right? but some had a tenacity to them which had long transformed from a virtue to a vice.