“If you think you understand quantum mechanics, you don’t understand quantum mechanics.”
If you were to ask a Quantum Physicist who they would really, really, reallylike to smack around if they had the chance, they’d probably look at you funny and say “No one”. Physicists tend to be nice like that. But, if you were to ask them who has contributed most to the general public’s confusion regarding Quantum Physics, the answer you’ll most likely hear is “Deepak F**ing Chopra” (being nice does not preclude occasional swearing).
You would think that being limited to 500 characters would provide a reasonable limit to how wrong someone is capable of being, but you’d be wrong. Check out this comment from my “Are Atheists Too Aggressive?” video.
I’m going to have to take this one mistake at a time.
A recent trip to my local book store turned out to be an incredibly exasperating experience. It had started off well enough. I was looking forward to seeing if there were any new additions in the science section and I enjoy stretching my legs while taking in the bustle of the town on my walk through it.
The first thing that caught my eye was a small billboard at the entrance of a supermarket promising redemption through Jesus via free pamphlets and glossy New Testaments (don’t want people reading that OLD Testament, that stuffs just embarrassing). No big deal, the fact that they’re having to advertise shows that the complacency of the various denominations has disappeared due to the falling number of adherents.
But then things started to go downhill fast, real fast.
As I’m sure you’re all aware by now, yesterday marked the loss of one of the world’s most notable and polemic non-believers and surveyors of the human condition. Christopher Hitchens could be simultaneously vulgar in his eloquence, insulting in his insightfulness and was as incorrigible to his detractors as he was encouraging to those he supported. Our thoughts are with those who were fortunate enough to have shared his too short a life with him and our glasses are raised in memory of the man who, as Kipling would have said, filled ‘the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds worth of distance run’.