We’re told that Life-Long Learning
(LLL) leads to Vital Long Life (VLL). Having a VLL sounds good to me and people
here at the retirement community encourage it. One way is through the large
library collection of “The Great Courses.” We can choose from numerous DVDs
where experts teach us stuff like “The Military History of Ancient Rome,” “Cycles
of American Political Thought,” or “Gnosticism.” While I’m not interested in
all of those topics, I occasionally find gems.
Well, gems and duds. One recent
dud was a lecture series on the history of the English language. I love that
topic, but this course was unimaginatively presented. An ancient and somber
professor, complete with formal suit and bowtie, droned on an on in monotone.
He could make any topic boring. I dropped the course after two lectures.
The gem of the year turned out to
be a course on the secrets of particle physics. Hal has always had a scientific
turn of mind, and I love mysteries. It was a perfect match, so we watched the
whole series together. The professor was a young, enthusiastic physicist from
the University of Colorado who actually had a sense of humor. That helped.
I enjoyed the course, but at the
end of it I must confess that the interactions of time, space, and matter
remained mysterious. I did gain an understanding of the questions scientists
are asking and how they’re going about the search for answers. And I obtained a
new vocabulary. I love the words from the world of particle physics.
As I flipped through my notes
after the course, a number of poems spilled out. Of course. They’re all short,
corresponding to my unscientific mind. The phrases in italics are direct
quotes.
Read and learn! Or laugh, which is almost the same thing.
Some Short Poems on
Particle Physics
Take the neutrino,
a weak force that is completely bizarre.
It has no mass, no charge,
but it spins and cruises through matter
without so much as a by-your-leave.
It is, says the professor,
the most esoteric, wispy, ghost-like particle there is.
Coming directly from the center of the sun,
it invades downward through the roof
and upward through the floor
of Friendsview Manor, where I happen to live,
to bombard my body at the rate
of 100 billion neutrinos per square centimeter per second.
No wonder I feel so tired.
* * * *
And then there’s the Higgs-boson particle
and the Higgs-field that permeates space.
It’s apparently massive and is responsible for symmetry breaking.
I guess it’s good to know who--or what--to blame.
But, as our professor assures us, symmetry breaking is good.
The world is boring when things are perfectly symmetrical.
* * * *
I’ve learned
that there is a strong force and a weak force,
that the strong force produces total strangeness,
while the weak force has a history of being weird.
I believe both statements but remain uncertain
about the difference between “strange” and “weird.”
* * * *
You can create something out of nothing, claims the professor,
speaking of particle production in an accelerator,
but only for a really short time.
* * * *
Three basic definitions:
The sun is a smeared-out fuzz ball of hydrogen gas….
Quarks are little point-like objects that buzz around….
Gluon is the force that makes things stick together.
Good to know.
* * * *
Quarks, the professor assures us,
are as real as Pluto.
I’m sure he means the planet,
but the floppy-eared Disney hound pops into my brain.
It doesn’t matter; both are real,
so I guess quarks are, too.
* * * *
To step into the future, we now have a big TOE—
a “Theory Of Everything.”
That’s not as arrogant as it sounds,
but rather a hope of one day discovering at the simplest level
what ties all life together.
He sums up the class by telling us the Big Idea behind it all—
that the world is orderly.
I suspected as much.
Having completed the physics
course, I am now enjoying VLL (“Vital Long Life”). And I’m in the middle of
another Great Course, this one entitled “How To Play the Guitar.” While I don’t
anticipate going on any future performance tours, this Great Course is
certainly Great Fun.
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