Noyes Pond, Vermont.
Except - that is what happened. The history of science and the history of religion are intertwined. Pretending the Catholic Church didn’t throw people into prison for their ideas is being dishonest about what happened, and the barriers we have today
Of course, but Tyson himself admitted in the episode that Bruno was not a scientist. He was persecuted for being a heretic, not for presenting any scientific evidence that the heavens were more complex than they seemed. Talking about Galileo would have made sense, but focusing on one of the many other martyrs who happened to be right seemed almost irrelevant to me.
I enjoyed the premiere of Cosmos last night and I’m looking forward to the rest of the series. Still, I thought this odd detour into Catholic history was unnecessary. Laurel Brown wrote about it on Zap2It:
It’s an unstated goal of “Cosmos” to champion science and scientific reasoning over superstition and religious dogmatism. But you’re not going to win over anyone by vilifying religion in the face of science. Add in Bruno flying into space in an overtly crucifixion stance almost seems like giving religion the finger. You don’t win arguments that way, “Cosmos.”
By the way, don’t hold that Supertramp album cover up to a mirror. You might start developing conspiracy theories.
RadioTimes (Sherlock season 3): Did... -
A fun observation about Episode 2 of Sherlock Season 3. I wish I had noticed it at the time.
Don’t read it until you’ve seen all three episodes of this most recent season.
I walked out into the cold evening to a stone tower on top of Prospect Hill. As you might guess from the name, there’s a nice view of the Boston skyline in the winter when the nearby trees are bare.
So far I’ve played tour guide to a visitor from Alabama and unintentionally scared the crap out of some teenagers when they spotted me leaning against the tower in the shadows behind them (the view is better out of the glare of the spotlights). Otherwise it’s just me, my binoculars, and the skyscrapers.
I can see a few incoming jets lining up in single file on their approach to Logan Airport. They are passing just south of downtown and the view of the skyscrapers from the left side of the plane must be amazing.
Cold afternoon walking around the reservoir with the joggers and the dogs. And this is the warmest it’s been in a few weeks. (at Fresh Pond Reservation)
What You Learn in Your 40s
"There are no grown-ups. We suspect this when we are younger, but can confirm it only once we are the ones writing books and attending parent-teacher conferences. Everyone is winging it, some just do it more confidently.
There are no soul mates. Not in the traditional sense, at least. In my 20s someone told me that each person has not one but 30 soul mates walking the earth. (“Yes,” said a colleague, when I informed him of this, “and I’m trying to sleep with all of them.”) In fact, “soul mate” isn’t a pre-existing condition. It’s an earned title. They’re made over time.
You will miss out on some near soul mates. This goes for friendships, too. There will be unforgettable people with whom you have shared an excellent evening or a few days. Now they live in Hong Kong, and you will never see them again. That’s just how life is.
Forgive your exes, even the awful ones. They were just winging it, too.
People’s youthful quirks can harden into adult pathologies. What’s adorable at 20 can be worrisome at 30 and dangerous at 40. Also, at 40, you see the outlines of what your peers will look like when they’re 70. …
It’s O.K. if you don’t like jazz.
Several things in this article rang very true to me, especially the part about grown-ups. Realizing that I’m now part of the group I always assumed knew much more than me has been the biggest shock of my 40s so far.
Patience. (at Savenor’s Market)