Project 313 – Post No. 144

Got to knock out a number of these posts and get ahead of the game. 

That means I can only write snippets of information . . . for instance, do you know anything about Fermi’s Paradox? No? Well, there’s this paradox, you see, and a guy named Fermi, you see, formulated it some time ago. 

How about the Drake Equation? No? Well, there’s this equation, you see, that Dr. Frank Drake (no relation to Francis Drake) came up with so that we might calculate stuff. It has a lot of variables and a lot of unknowns so the most likely answer is always . . . many. 

Stephen Hawking came up with another postulate relating the development of intelligence to the likelihood of a species destroying itself. Why do I bring that up? Because the Fermi Paradox and the Drake Equation both seek to address the likelihood and survivability of ourselves and other intelligent life (and I use the term “intelligent” in the most generous of ways). 

Hawking said that was the pessimistic view and that he hoped that wasn’t true. However, from his long speech, that was the main takeaway by the media — Hawking saying we’ll destroy ourselves.

A more balanced presentation of his views is HERE but they leave out one other way humanity can be wiped out . . . the intersection of Earth’s path with the path of a large asteroid or even a rogue planet. The odds are small but they aren’t zero.

And that’s why, in my view, we will destroy ourselves; we have a short attention span; we don’t consider anything but the immediate future and only do so to our immediate and often short-term benefit. Add that to our propensity to only hear what we want to hear and you have the perfect recipe for the demise of humanity.

But, please, please, please . . . wait until after I’m gone.

And now, the photo:

Project 313 144

That either looks like the fossilized remains of an ancient sea creature or an interesting lava bomb.

As I listen to reporters, politicians, or read articles and “official” statements, I often wonder about their mastery of the English language. I’m not claiming great expertise but certainly better than many examples I’ve heard and read. 

I think I’d like to be a speechwriter or even an editorials writer . . . I mean, I do some of that already and it would be nice to be paid for it. Provided, of course, I wouldn’t be constrained by outside interests. 

I think the easiest job right now is to be Trump’s speechwriter . . . one, because it doesn’t matter what you write since the man is going to go his own way and, two, because even if you write the most asinine thing ever, you’re guaranteed it won’t rise above the level of asininity of Trump’s natural speech, rehearsed or not (not). 

I can only equate the experience of listening to Trump to contemplating the . . . Zen Garden of a Spastic Buddhist.

Zen Garden of a Spastic Buddhist

And . . . that’s it

Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.

You can read about Project 313 HERE.

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