The Harmony of Discord

The NY Times reported this week that we could be sucked into a black hole. Well, they didn’t really report that, but they did report on a lawsuit to stop a particle accelerator in Geneva that is about to become operational. The plaintiffs believe that the scientists resopsible have not done their research carefully and that they may be underestimating the risk that their project will spawn a black hole that will devour the earth, and possibly the entire universe.

That money you lost in the stock market? Won’t matter. Obama versus Hillary? Not to worry. You overdue mortgage payment? Who cares. This blog? Poof.

The election plods along, mired in racial innuendo and gender grievances that no longer matter, now that it is certain that our planet is hurtling toward disaster from overuse. We simply don’t recognize, yet, that the problems we face are so much bigger than we think they are.

With a Battle Star Gallactica marathon a couple nights ago as background, it came clear to me, after listening to Barak’s speech on Race in America, that we are indeed living on a spaceship, with several billion occupants, screaming through space around a gentle and steady star, our air and water increasingly fouled by our primitive technology of waste.

And what we are worried about is oil, religion, and race. What would we do if the toasters showed up suddenly?

Go Barak.