Comments on: The First Century of These Wars http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/ Random samplings from a universe of ideas. Fri, 25 May 2012 13:10:22 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: S Halayka http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153302 S Halayka Fri, 04 Feb 2011 23:30:17 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153302 On the lighter side of war... http://www.cbc.ca/canada/saskatchewan/story/2011/02/04/sk-fantuz-bear-1101.html http://www.leaderpost.com/life/Fantuz+Flakes+promotion+raises+another+Children+Hospital+Foundation+Sask/3960828/story.html Chicago is lucky. >:( On the lighter side of war…

http://www.cbc.ca/canada/saskatchewan/story/2011/02/04/sk-fantuz-bear-1101.html

http://www.leaderpost.com/life/Fantuz+Flakes+promotion+raises+another+Children+Hospital+Foundation+Sask/3960828/story.html

Chicago is lucky. >:(

]]> By: T. C. Mits http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153294 T. C. Mits Fri, 04 Feb 2011 19:19:10 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153294 Of World Wars: There may only be one such century after all. WWIII seems imminent enough that one may believe it will demarcate about one hundred Summers from the original -- 'War to End All Wars'. And this new one may just do the trick - there wouldn't be enough left to fight with - or over - that man could again inflict that particular brand of inhumanity upon her brother - or herself. It is not so vain a thought that all together would take to heart the words so often heard and little heeded: "War is hell." Of World Wars:
There may only be one such century after all.
WWIII seems imminent enough that one may believe it will
demarcate about one hundred Summers from the original —
‘War to End All Wars’.
And this new one may just do the trick -
there wouldn’t be enough left to fight with – or over -
that man could again inflict
that particular brand of inhumanity upon her brother –
or herself.
It is not so vain a thought
that all together would take to heart
the words so often heard and little heeded:
“War is hell.”

]]> By: Thomas http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153265 Thomas Thu, 03 Feb 2011 15:41:09 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153265 Here you have my try on a double limerick: From calculus and prose, a special kind of people arose, they unraveled the secrets, through the process of making gold nuggets, ignorance they strongly opposed. The stuff of matter were so discovered, the special parts they later altered, smashing many protons, observing up to six leptons, on these scales they pondered. Here you have my try on a double limerick:

From calculus and prose,
a special kind of people arose,
they unraveled the secrets,
through the process of making gold nuggets,
ignorance they strongly opposed.

The stuff of matter were so discovered,
the special parts they later altered,
smashing many protons,
observing up to six leptons,
on these scales they pondered.

]]> By: Suetonius http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153257 Suetonius Thu, 03 Feb 2011 08:55:27 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153257 I prefer Christopher Hart's immortal "Bono, Irish Twit": 'Bono in your sunglasses, even when it rains, Bono in your private jet while the rest of us take trains, Bono with your tax affairs safely overseas, Bono, oh will you shut up, please.' I prefer Christopher Hart’s immortal “Bono, Irish Twit”:

‘Bono in your sunglasses, even when it rains,
Bono in your private jet while the rest of us take trains,
Bono with your tax affairs safely overseas,
Bono, oh will you shut up, please.’

]]> By: here http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153252 here Thu, 03 Feb 2011 05:03:52 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153252 @7: Clearly, if we scientists could create even bigger weapons, we would enjoy even greater peace! @7: Clearly, if we scientists could create even bigger weapons, we would enjoy even greater peace!

]]> By: tudza http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153251 tudza Thu, 03 Feb 2011 02:36:47 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153251 I've known no war And if I ever do I won't know for sure Who'll be fighting whom For the soldiers lonely tomb Now opens as soon as the referee's gun starts to roar I'll know no war I’ve known no war
And if I ever do I won’t know for sure
Who’ll be fighting whom
For the soldiers lonely tomb
Now opens as soon as the referee’s gun starts to roar
I’ll know no war

]]> By: Ijon Tichy http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153248 Ijon Tichy Wed, 02 Feb 2011 22:55:12 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153248 And thanks to nuclear weapons, invented by physicists, she also lived in the last century of world wars. And thanks to nuclear weapons, invented by physicists, she also lived in the last century of world wars.

]]> By: Tim http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153246 Tim Wed, 02 Feb 2011 22:06:17 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153246 Another poem along the same lines: My Twentieth Century I played hopscotch at twilight in the twentieth century. I lived in a country of fireflies in the twentieth century. I saw the moon shipwrecked in the twentieth century. My brother died in the twentieth century. I wore ridiculous clothes in the twentieth century. I danced like a sumac tree in the twentieth century. I went to a sensitivity workshop and had my umbrella stolen in the twentieth century. My brother died in the twentieth century. I wasted three years on geometry in the twentieth century. I was anesthetized through most of the twentieth century. I loved Kawasaki in the twentieth century. My brother died in the twentieth century. I ate sweet apples in the twentieth century. I ate my peck of dirt in the twentieth century. I ate my words in the twentieth century. My brother died in the twentieth century. I wrote passionate letters in the twentieth century. I was incapable of keeping silent in the twentieth century. I shed pints of blood in the twentieth century. My brother died in the twentieth century. I leaned like a lampshade over my life in the twentieth century. I prayed to the Son of Man in the twentieth century. It was nearly possible to live in the twentieth century. My brother died in the twentieth century. There was something very obvious in the twentieth century I could never see or understand. The dead knocked on the door of my life in the twentieth century. Who's there? I said. — Tom Andrews (adapted by Martin Bresnick) Another poem along the same lines:
My Twentieth Century

I played hopscotch at twilight in the twentieth century.
I lived in a country of fireflies in the twentieth century.
I saw the moon shipwrecked in the twentieth century.

My brother died in the twentieth century.

I wore ridiculous clothes in the twentieth century.
I danced like a sumac tree in the twentieth century.
I went to a sensitivity workshop and had my umbrella stolen in the twentieth
century.

My brother died in the twentieth century.

I wasted three years on geometry in the twentieth century.
I was anesthetized through most of the twentieth century.
I loved Kawasaki in the twentieth century.

My brother died in the twentieth century.

I ate sweet apples in the twentieth century.
I ate my peck of dirt in the twentieth century.
I ate my words in the twentieth century.

My brother died in the twentieth century.

I wrote passionate letters in the twentieth century.
I was incapable of keeping silent in the twentieth century.
I shed pints of blood in the twentieth century.

My brother died in the twentieth century.

I leaned like a lampshade over my life in the twentieth century.
I prayed to the Son of Man in the twentieth century.
It was nearly possible to live in the twentieth century.

My brother died in the twentieth century.

There was something very obvious in the twentieth century
I could never see or understand.
The dead knocked on the door of my life in the twentieth century.

Who’s there? I said.
— Tom Andrews
(adapted by Martin Bresnick)

]]> By: Dr. Louis Creed http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153245 Dr. Louis Creed Wed, 02 Feb 2011 21:59:30 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153245 Why the f*ck are you posting poetry on the day the Kepler team announced its results???? Why the f*ck are you posting poetry on the day the Kepler team announced its results????

]]> By: bob http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153243 bob Wed, 02 Feb 2011 21:12:04 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153243 She is best known to scientists, if at all, for her biography of Willard Gibbs. She had first learned about Gibbs from the electrochemist Theodore Shedlovsky and became fascinated enough to write a biography. Some reviewers pointed out technical errors that would have been avoided had she been a scientist, but the physicist and historian of physics Martin Klein wrote in his article on Gibbs for the Dictionary of Scientific Biography that the book is "valuable for period background and a poet's insight." She is best known to scientists, if at all, for her biography of Willard Gibbs. She had first learned about Gibbs from the electrochemist Theodore Shedlovsky and became fascinated enough to write a biography. Some reviewers pointed out technical errors that would have been avoided had she been a scientist, but the physicist and historian of physics Martin Klein wrote in his article on Gibbs for the Dictionary of Scientific Biography that the book is “valuable for period background and a poet’s insight.”

]]> By: Mike http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153241 Mike Wed, 02 Feb 2011 20:12:43 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153241 "capricious squirming turgid universe spurns our secret salient desire above an arid circle chaste and stiff the sky impugns my torpid poetry" I think that just about sums it up “capricious squirming turgid universe
spurns our secret salient desire
above an arid circle chaste and stiff
the sky impugns my torpid poetry”

I think that just about sums it up

]]> By: Sean http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153240 Sean Wed, 02 Feb 2011 19:21:37 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153240 I have not shied away from putting my <a href="http://preposterousuniverse.blogspot.com/2005/04/capricious-squirming-turgid-universe.html" rel="nofollow">poetic stylings</a> online. I have not shied away from putting my poetic stylings online.

]]> By: Thomas http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/2011/02/02/the-first-century-of-these-wars/comment-page-1/#comment-153239 Thomas Wed, 02 Feb 2011 18:48:40 +0000 http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/cosmicvariance/?p=6119#comment-153239 I will be impressed when you write one yourself, haha. I will be impressed when you write one yourself, haha.

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