As anyone who knows me will testify, I am not a big fan of technology (used wrong) gadgets, do-dads and the latest whatever to hit the retail market. I am old school, make no bones about it, and firmly believe that FakeBook and the Internet are not improving the nature of communication in this country, they are slowly eroding it. We are placating our children with it, so we don’t have to interact with them, we use it to avoid people instead of reaching out to them, and in general, they just take away from the quality of life and do not add to it.
Did we really do that? Incredible, I can clearly relate to that “One Guy” in the video. Yes, boys and girls, the truth it seems, is indeed, stranger than fiction. In my case, “it is downright incriminating” when presented in a court of law.
You ever hear a song on the radio and say to yourself, “Gee, I wish I had written that.” Or something along those lines. Music will do that to you, make you think of someone, somewhere, a time, and a place. Music has that effect on me. The last half of my 60+ years of life have been spent listening to the memories of the first 30 as depicted in songs. I hold the music of the 50’s and 60’s in very high esteem.
It really isn’t, but I just love saying that. The sky is falling! Chicken Little used to tell us that the earth as we know it was doomed, and life on this planet was soon to be extinct. Maybe in say, 2 billion years when our sun expands, boils off the oceans, and turns our green planet into a charcoal briquette.
But it could possibly happen soon, if a black hole created by scientists in Geneva, Switzerland, swallows you, me, and all 6.6 billion other souls on earth in one big gulp. Some guy in Hawaii who is so worried that he has filed a federal lawsuit seeking a stop-work order on a Large Hadron Collider, a mammoth atom-smasher that European physicists are about to fire up.
He claims that hurling all of this energy at each other will cause an irreversible implosion and will form a miniature version of gigantic black hole here on earth. Thus leading to even more black holes, and as they fuse, they’ll swallow all matter in their vicinity, and soon, the entire planet.
Which we all know will not happen.
The earth is not going to end. We all owe wayyyyy too much money for the earth to end at this time. We are also well educated here in The Heartland, ask any Okie what he thinks about black holes, and he will tell you almost immediately, “They are hell on your suspension man, really bad.”
We are aware here in The Heart Land.
So here it is in a nutshell. Earth is on the precipice, it could happen at any moment (Scientists say that it won’t, but they have been wrong before, just ask Al Gore) and we must be prepared. Send an email to everyone you know and tell them the “earth is going to implode next month” (this is going to make you extremely popular in the neighborhood) and visit all your loved ones as soon as possible. Black hole or not, I say bring it on. From a personal standpoint, if it will end the Presidential Election Campaigning, I am all for it. So ends today’s science portion of the post.
So many questions … So little time.
No posts this weekend, I have a cold and will be resting, see you all on Monday.
The river rolls by, as if time does not apply, twenty-fours a day, week in and week out. And as the water washes your feet, stop and consider this one fact of life. “Each and every drop of this water is accounted for. Not one drop is left over at the end of the journey.”
Let’s try this instead.
Oklahoma’s fickle weather spirit is again teasing us, kind of nice, trees are blooming, you can walk five feet, before sneezing. But we know that could change in an instant. Once again, Mother Nature is doing her best to lick us into shape. Putting forth her finest effort to make us ready or presentable, much like a mother bear or father bear with new cubs.
Albert Einstein said “that if you look here, in this part of the galaxy, you will find a star. The Law of Physic’s dictates that it is so.” Of course, his colleagues in the scientific community laughed at him, and suggested that it was impossible.
Vern’s Mama had just finished her annual physical and checkup and was in the office, the doctor inquired of her, “Okay, anything else?” and she said, “Well, yes there is. My son as you know is scheduled to come in next week and have surgery to remove his tonsils.”
And the doctor said, “Yes, I remember that.”
The mother then went on to explain, “He has never been circumcised and I was wondering, while you are doing the tonsils, and he is under Anesthesia and you have him stabilized, could you also perform this other treatment at the same time?”
Early in life, much like Lindsay LoHann I found out that I was not a good thief. Got busted early on for shoplifting and figured out quickie pronto, that I did not want to do that anymore. My old man showed me the errors of criminal my ways behind the woodshed. Believe his exact words as I recall were … “I aint living with no thief.”