Long have I enjoyed the company of the learned folk on this wonderful site, it's been an absolute pleasure conversing with the many who've wandered over the Not606 forum. I've noticed that next to nobody actually knows too much when it comes to pulling apart race form and finding a winner, but hey, if the peoples of a nation can't put together a decent cricket team, then nothing can be expected of them when it comes to the punt. You may all indeed be bordering on useless, but I love you all dearly. Knowing you all as I do, I'm confidant that what I've had to say will be taken in the manner in which it is meant. That is to say, I'm merely offering up a little constructive criticism. But take it not to heart my friends, time is on the wing and we must make every effort to embrace one another as brothers and sisters. We must look past the weaknesses we see in others, (and I see plenty here) and get on with living life to it's full extent. What this means to each of us, can only be decided after much soul searching. Each has to make his/her own peace with their own beliefs. And why must this be done? Because according to Stephen Hawking, there will probably come a time when the universe will crap all over us. The so called God particle could well bring down the curtain on the universe as we know it. The great man has stated. "This could mean that the universe could undergo catastrophic vacuum decay, with a bubble of the true vacuum expanding at the speed of light. This could happen at any time and we wouldn't see it coming." Another gentleman by the name of Dr. Duffy has suggested that if the Higgs boson is pushed beyond it's tipping point, a universe transition will take place. At this point a colossal fireball, travelling at the speed of light, would sweep through existence as we now know it. We wouldn't even see the bastard coming. No kissing the kids goodbye, no pissing our savings up against a wall and no time to kiss good riddance to our smelly backsides. I can't tell you when it's coming, but it's on it's way. All I can say my useless friends, is I'll take care of you all. Waste not your hard earned on the fruitless pursuit of obscene wealth, but turn towards a more earnest life. I sit here across the far side of the planet, my heart filled with empathy for those of you who've now seen the light and want to make that new start. I say unto you, give up the gambling and in doing so, enrich the inner you. I care deeply and profoundly for all who've spent many a long hour on this wonderful site, and as such, feel the need to lend a helping hand. As Jimmy Cagney used to say. "That's the type of hairpin I am." If any of you feel the need to cast off the yoke of racing servitude, then please feel free to cash up all your assets and send them to me for safe keeping. I am an honest man, I can be trusted, believe me. Rest assured, all funds will be invested wisely. Of course I may have to take the mega yacht out from time to time. Mind you, I'd not do this with any delight, it would be done merely to give the engines a bit of a run. And there is absolutely no truth to the rumour that the ship would be awash with topless, brazen trollops.
Cyc's lost it guys, You distract him with something shiny Boris and I will try and get the net over him before he starts doing himself harm. Relax Cyc, Stephen Hawking did also mention that the Hadron collider type machine that could propel the higgs bosun or God particle to the speeds in which it could destroy the earth would need be as big as the earth. On another matter I was reading of a hypothesis by a man called Yuval Noah Harari who lays claim (among many) that language has been the destroyer of human kind. Before language it was impossible to form the stories and myths concerning Gods, religion, nationalism etc which although they do not exist outside of the stories that we make up are incredibly strong and millions die for the belief in them. He also states that we are the only animal that believe in vastly powerful entities that they have never seen, touched or smelt, and he claims that is the fault of language. I write this as we were speaking of Stephen Hawking whose best seller is A brief history of time, Yuval Noah Hanari's book is named A brief history of Humankind. Both writers are undeniably knowledgeable and well thought through with regard their subject matter. The book is just out this week.
Yep Blue, we're in no immediate danger mate. Long before an event like this could take place, our world as we know it will be gone. Our sun will have done it's gobbling thing and Earth will no longer exist. I also read some where that to produce a power large enough to possibly tip the Higgs boson into another state, it would need an LHC the size of our galaxy to get the job done. This is of course based on the limited amount of knowledge we have at this moment. Wow, I think we've opened up a can of worms here. lol It stands to reason that as we advance our thinking, the LCD must become smaller. We'll find ways to get the atoms up to the desired speed, muck quicker, and so the need for these huge machines will no longer be needed. Oh my God, the world will go crazy. We'll advance so far that science as we can't possibly imagine, will be part of the every day world. Some snotty nosed little bastard will jump out of bed at 5am on Christmas day, bolt down stairs and start tearing shimmering paper of his newest present. Out will pop a strange little machine which when plugged into the wall, will fire up with all sorts of bells and whistles. The lights will flash all colours of the rainbow, and with a bit of tinkering, a small vortex will suddenly appear out of an inverted funnel atop the machine. Then with a small pop and a hiss, it appears, every kids dream, their own personal, pocket sized black hole. Finally, some place to stash those lolly papers and the stuff that comes out of their noses. And cleaning their room will take on a whole new meaning. The only bright light would be the unexpected failure of the machine. All machines eventually crap themselves. Smoke suddenly begins to belch from the now trembling contraption, the kid starts to laugh the laugh of the brat and sticks his melon over the vortex for a better look. Whoosh... the little bloke's head is hoovered off his shoulders and disappears down the hole, becoming part of the singularity. And what of those products then need a mass recall? Is there a reason why a toy black hole should be exempt from total failure? Yes Christmas day in the year 3123 could be a tragic affair. Tens of thousands of lounge rooms across the world could be littered with bloody, headless torsos, and all in the name of science. Maybe it's time we all went back to those lovely trees of the savannah.
