If this is indeed so, the Universe had better have a bloody good reason for such behaviour, as the number of cosmologists upset at the mere suggestion of non-homogeneous large scale form demonstrate.
We humans often demonstrate a lack of tolerance towards change – when it’s not in our very best interests, or when it simply upsets our stable way of doing, or understanding, things.
On the other hand, we are questing, curious monkeys at our best – as the development of the Large Hadron Collider, over the objections of folk who think it’s one big apocalypse machine, shows.
On the home front, my partner has come down with a godsawful form of ‘flu, which is keeping us both awake at nights.
Looking around for someone else to blame is usually futile in any case. Especially when it’s a case of not protecting yourself as winter draws nigh. Or when Mercury goes retrograde. I’m still sitting without a computer at home, having blown it up during the last backwards motion of that upstart little planet.
As Mad Bob Mugabe’s sycophants accuse the opposition party of stealing their T shirts in order to shock the world with rampant violence, and remove women and children from the same opposition party’s headquarters under a pretext of looking for lice, I’m sometimes torn between wanting to cry and wanting to rock back on my heels and laugh aloud.
I’m starting to wonder, now, if Mad Bob is no more than a puppet, with the big deals in the armed forces pulling his strings?
With the sun having started its upward journey once more (although the lowest winter temperatures are yet to come –there was frost on the ground this morning),we tend to the optimistic outlook.
Snowflake fractal from Visual Paradox.