Many
academics work on problems related to space and its contents. In
overlapping fields like astronomy, cosmology, and theoretical
physics, they ponder the big questions. What the hell are we looking
at when we look up? What makes it all hang there just so? It's fun to
watch them squirm.
They
can be an overconfident bunch, but most of them will admit that there
is a lot that they do not know. They know an awful lot about our
solar system; their knowledge of galaxies near and far is becoming
really impressive; when it comes to the universe, the whole magilla,
they are still very much in the dark. They like to act like they
understand it, and to be fair they have learned a lot about it, but
the book of what they do not understand is far bigger than the book
of their accomplishments.
It
seems to me, a casual reader of science articles in general interest
publications, that every question that the scientists answer raises
several new questions about which they might not ever have any good
guesses.
These
scientists are very busy. Almost all of them are in a
publish-or-perish situation. So they ponder, and design experiments,
and work on math problems that regular people cannot begin to
describe. And they write. Their subject matter ranges from the
universe itself, down through the largest to the smallest structures
and celestial objects in the universe, never stopping in this
reduction in focus, down to the smallest sub-atomic component parts
of matter and energy.
For
me, their fascination is contagious. It's like that game called
Kabaddi*, which is extremely popular in India, but which has not
penetrated the larger world much beyond Pakistan and perhaps Sri
Lanka. I watched games on TV in Asian hotels, but I had absolutely no
idea what they were doing. There were men who wore uniforms and
looked very athletic, and there was a marked-off surface, They were
in a small stadium, and I could see that there was an object to the
game, that strategies were being employed, but I could not for the
life of me find any purpose to any of it. The announcer would be
going nuts, in Urdu, or Hindi, but I didn't see anything happening at
all.
And
yet, I found the game fascinating, and I very much enjoyed watching
the players do whatever it was that they were doing. That's the way I
feel about cosmology and theoretical quantum physics. The academics
write articles that I do not in any meaningful way understand. I do,
however, understand the vague outlines of their subject matter, and I
definitely enjoy reading the articles. Well, conditioned, I suppose,
on some allowances being made for the casual reader.
Regarding
sub-atomic quantum mechanics, I will admit that I lack the beginnings
of a license to have any opinion at all. So, on then to the universe.
We
live in a solar system, which is already pretty big. I believe that
if you count the outer rings of ice chips that mark the outer reaches
of our solar system, the whole thing might be one light year
“across.” (It's not shaped like a ball, but bear with me here.)
Then there are other stars that are only a few light years away,
spinning around with their own solar systems. And so forth, with the
stars and their entourages. We are part of a galaxy, the Milky Way,
that is very average in every particular. A common size; a common
shape; made up of common sub-galactic structures and some black holes
of unremarkable size and distribution. In the manner of such things,
we are probably part of some kind of galactic cluster, or cloud, or
something, and when we look up at night, if you can find a place to
stand that is clear of pollution by particles or light, you can see,
with the naked eye, billions of mostly galaxies, but also a lot of
nearby stars, and a handful of planets. This is where it starts to
become very interesting.
Those
three types of objects, galaxies, stars, and planets, move in
relation to each other in ways that are very different, and yet all
predictable. This was first noticed without mechanical aid by a few
geniuses around the world between thirty and one hundred thousand
years ago. This information was very useful in the prediction of
weather and animal migration patterns. Stonehenge was an observatory,
and for tens of thousands of years before that men almost like us had
been creating structures for the same purpose. Wooden posts; mammoth
skulls. Materials that could not withstand the wear and tear of the
aeons.
Beginning
with the Renaissance, telescopes, ever bigger telescopes, orbital
telescopes, and radio telescopes, have allowed us to examine more of
what we can see on a good night in a clear place. The name for
“everything within our personal time/ space continuum” is: the
universe. The universe, as anyone could tell you, is large. “How
large is it, Johnny?” Well, that's a good question. No one knows.
The
academics can now agree that the universe began, all of a sudden,
something close to fourteen billion years ago. That is, to me, a
disappointingly small number, which seems to indicate that they are
not even close to understanding the true origin, age, and nature of
this thing of ours.
We
are not at the center of the universe, we, here on our little rock,
orbiting our little star. I apologize if this knowledge is
disappointing to you. We do, however, have the illusion of being the
center of the visible universe. This is because all of the galaxies
are zooming outward, and away from each other, at a frightening rate.
The universe came into existence with a bang at a date certain, and
the speed of light being what it is, the most distant objects that we
can see are ghosts of what was there fourteen billion years ago. That
means that when we look in all directions from our little vantage
point and see fourteen billion year old galaxies at every point in
the sphere, we are at the center of the OBSERVABLE universe. Since
the galaxies are all moving away from us, and each other, galaxies
are constantly blinking out as they pass to an area that is more than
fourteen billion light years away from us.
This
means that an impressive number of galaxies exist beyond the range of
our vision, however augmented by science and technology. I would
hazard a guess that the number of galaxies that are beyond our vision
at least equals the number within our range of vision. We're way up
in the trillions now, or multiples of trillions, or trillions to a
factor of who knows?
And
the space! The size of it! What we can see is already an unfathomably
large area. Now it appears that our little corner of space/ time is a
great deal larger then we ever imagined, to put it in layman's terms.
Where does it end? I had always thought that the four corners at the
end of the universe were located in Fort Green, Manitoba. My reading
has forced me to make adjustments in this hunch.
There
may be a boundary. With merely a layman's intuition it is possible to
imagine that there is a place beyond which it is no longer part of
our own familiar space/ time. All of the matter and energy that is
ours is behind you if you reach this limit. Like passing that outer
ring of ice chips allows you to leave, in every meaningful way, our
solar system. What are you looking out at when you are standing
there?
I
know, it is very tempting to say, “a void.” But if modern science
has taught us anything, it is that nature never, NEVER, allows a
void. There is always some form of matter or energy lurking there in
the apparent emptiness.
My
hunch is that standing there at the edge, if you looked over your
shoulder, you would see our own universe. If you looked outwards, you
would see a great deal of darkness, punctuated occasionally by tiny
spots of light that would turn out to be other universes. So by now
I'm suggesting that there is much more to this reality business than
even most of the academics are prepared to allow.
I
wish them luck, those academics. Those Ph.Ds in the sciences that are
devoted to genuinely tackling subjects like this. Those Sheldons and
Leonards and Rajeshes. Those Big Bang Theorists! I salute them. They
work hard on problems that really mean something, while I spend my
working hours teaching university students subjects that don't really
interest them and trying to motivate them to study a language that
can help their country's development and definitely make them more
money. (That's all a tough sell, I can tell you.)
I
would describe my true feelings about the importance of all of this,
but that would probably meet the definition of a danger to himself
and others.
*Please
take some time to Google Kabaddi. Even better, first go to YouTube
and watch part of a game. I'll bet you a dollar that you can't figure
out what's going on. Then go to Google and read about how the game is
played. You will be amazed.
