In the (primordial) soup
We're not alone. Apparently there's
billions of planets similar to ours (rock, paper, scissors,
water, potential to support life as we know it (Jim)) knocking about
in our neck of the universe ('the galaxy' as they like to call it)
alone. That gives me great heart. There's got to be planets full of
playful dolphins and peaceful apes running the show.
Now, I have a blind spot (one of many)
to admit to. Does anyone else have a problem with the concept of
these gas giant planets? Is it a planet you can land a spaceship on,
and have bit of a wander about, or is it just a big ball of gas
floating around a star? If it's the latter, how is that a planet?
I'll take the too near the sun (land, immediately evaporate in a puff
of evaporated bloke), the too far from the sun (land, freeze at near
zero Kelvin, shatter into a quazillion tiny shards of bloke), and the
Goldilocks alternative (preferable: gravity, not too much, not too
little, same for the heat, cold, oxygen, all those factors). What
happens if you visit a gas giant? Is it all atmosphere and no planet?
Do you just pass through? Is there a core, somewhere, under all the
gas? What's the point?
If there's billions of rocky, watery
planets, it's a giant leap to the conclusion that we're anything
special and that there's no life elsewhere, in which case there's
some questions. If there's intelligent life out there:
- Surely they'll not be in the process of killing the planet that supports their intelligent life?
- Surely, if they had an equivalent of Ant and Dec, Jeremy Clarkson, Richard Littlejohn, and Simon Cowell, they'd've drowned them at birth?
- They must have an equivalent of cricket. Or, actually, cricket.
- Ditto football.
- Ditto rugby.
- Can any other dominant species be so cruel and unusual to their planets other species? Will any other intelligent life form fall for the bull about everything else being there just for their convenience (“Let us make man in our image, after our likeness. And let them have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the heavens and over the livestock and over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.”) That's the bible. We have dominion. Apparently. Too many go for that. Too convenient by far to do that.
- On the same lines, would any other intelligent species be wiping out large numbers of their badgers (or badgerlike species), or driving endangered creatures to extinction because they believe their powdered horns increase their sexual potency?
So. It takes a huge leap of something
to think that we're something special, which has to be a massive dent
in the main religions' point of view. That special dominion thing?
Gets devalued when it's put in the context of us being just one of
very very many, don't it?
How many billion upon billion must
there be, when our galaxy is just one of countless billion similar
galaxies floating around?
Remember, remember...
...that the last
bloke to enter the house of commons with sensible and honourable
intentions was Guy Fawkes. He's left a legacy of more fun and etc.
than anyone who's gone in there ever since.
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