"D.S.W. ~ Friendly, outgoing, will probably
never grasp the fundamentals of physics."
I have been reading physics and studying maths and taking courses for the past 6 years, as a hobby, and I know that if someone were to ask me right now to explain the theory of quantum chaos I would likely panic, throw a handful of glitter at their face and run away while screaming "God Save the Queen".
But that would be more for my benefit then theirs.
I don't study because I feel as though I have some hidden proof buried inside my brain, waiting for my understanding to match the profundity of the expression that will shift Humanity's view of itself and it's place in the Universe.
Although that would be wicked cool.
It's just that I am often confused by seemingly very simple things: rude people, why I have to stop wearing white after Labour Day, the notion of holding a fresh baby even though it was literally inside a good friend's vagina only yesterday. Regular life is beautiful and complicated and weird and I find it desperately bizarre that very few people are willing to freely admit they are as captivated and confused by it as I am.
So it's sort of refreshing to be utterly baffled by something as beautiful and weird as the Hubble Constant or the Drake Equation. I feel I'm on firmer ground if I'm shaky about calculating the age of the universe to the closest decimal. At least I know there is a reasonable answer to the question, and I have never silenced an entire pool party because I was unable to fully explain the Schrodinger wavefunction.
But offer a cappuccino to one toddler...
The title for this piece, my admiration for science, my urge to know more about the many many many many many things I know nothing about, and the reason I enjoy being puzzled by all of the millions of things that puzzle me... are inspired, endlessly by THGTTG and Douglas Adams.
