Hey, tell you what, this globalisation thingy is a bit insidious, isn't it? But does physics dictate that it is our destiny?
I mean, THAT book tells us that in the beginning there was
NOTHING. Then, in Stone Age times, we were all regarded as
ONE - well, apart from the Welsh! The instinct of mankind, however, has always been to divide and the first easily identifiable act of mitosis followed The Enlightenment when the world supposedly split in
TWO with the Renaissance nations peering down their cultural noses at the artistic also-rans who kinda thought finding something to eat was more important than marvelling at Michelangelo's use of colour. Later on we had
THREE divisions, with the First and Second Worlds marching onwards and upwards because they had Sky TV and Cillit Bang while the Third World dragged its underdeveloped and starving carcass behind because it was still kinda obsessed with the "finding something to eat" thing.
Still the divisions continued and the next grande fromages on the scene were the
FIVE permanent members of the United Nations Security Council - the U.S.A, China, Russia, Britain and France. Since then power has been shared out a little bit and, until this week, the magic number was
EIGHT because of the so-called G8 group of the world's most industrialised nations, which were top dogs.
A seismic shift was, however, signalled on Tuesday. I was listening to the wireless when I heard reference to a meeting of members of "The Quartet". This was a new one on me. The
FOUR in question, it turned out, constituted the latest uber-powerful group and were the U.S.A (sur-bleeding-prise), Russia, Europe and A.N. Other - China, I think. This IS significant because, for the first time, the all-important number has fallen.
Let's face it, we can all see the day when we will have the Big THREE - the U.S.A, China and Eurasia (yes, Eric Arthur Blair will be proved right). That's just a hop, skip and a jump from the U.S.A being the nation running everything on earth - Christ knows, they're almost there already.
This, you see, is entropy. The expansion has happened and now the contraction is beginning. Eventually, we get back to where we started. Many physicists believe this is what will happen to the universe. Ok, it is still expanding and I think Einstein predicted it would continue to expand (what did he know!) but others think it will reach a maximum size and then start to contract until it returns to the infinitesimally tiny spec from which it burst forth in the first place.
Taking this model as a guide for the future of mankind, the U.S.A will eventually be known as the Big 50+1, which will shrink to the Big Four (New York, Washington D.C, Texas and California), which will become the Big One (California) which will become the Big 20 million, then the Big million, then.......down and down and down until Mr Hank Uberpecker of 231a, Garden Heights, Los Angeles is the ruler of the entire world!
Just wait and see if I'm not right.
I've got a headache now and I want a drink - BUT I CAN'T HAVE ONE!!!!!!
4 comments:
Reg, a truly impressive mixture of politics, physics and metaphysics. All you needed was a dash of humour, and you would have been set for the Nobel prize for literature.
I think you will find, if you study the Vedas, that when the Universe contracts in on itself, the being left is Brahma, the creator, who will then cause the expansion again. It may well be that during Kaliyuga he is embodied as Mr Hank Uberpecker, which might explain why my phlox show no sign of blooming yet, but I will need more convincing.
I hope that this helps
Dearest Vicus,
You say Kali, Satya, Treta and Dvapara - I say tomato.
Consider my theory for a moment - Hank Uberpecker ends up running the world. Simple enough? Could 'appen!
Now consider the theory you like - that, at the end of time, we all end up crammed into a Lotus flower in Vishnu's belly button! Interesting, challenging and certainly florid (in more ways than one) but as watertight, scientifically speaking, as a house in Sheffield.
Anyway, if you prove to be right, I won't be with you at the end anyway - I'll be heading down south a little to warmer and moister climes!
If I prove to be right, you can reach me at 231a Garden Heights, Los Angeles. I want to be at the heart of things when the balloon really does go up - you can help me press the button, if you like.
P.S. You're wasting your time with Hinduism - they don't let gingernuts join!
Put down the Benylin expectorant and back away slowly.
Arabella,
You shouldn't have said that - I'd forgotten I'd got some! Come to think of it, there's some anti-freeze in the garage.......
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