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SCHRöDINGER'S SOCKS & THE REVENGE OF THE CAT Schrödinger's cat failed to see just what all the fuss was about? It was all such a reductive absurdum. The cat couldn't understand collapsing wave functions decoherence entanglement or whether reality was really quantum to save its life. It was aware of one thing & one thing only . . .the diabolic device. . . Cat in a metal box with a Geiger counter with a radioactive substance blah blah de ****** blah an atom decaying or something or other & releasing a hammer to smash a phial of hydrocyanic acid. Wot! "I do not like thee Dr. Fell!" thought the cat. It was a very literary cat. So all this palaver about a cat( me? how! ) being both dead or alive or neither dead or alive or . . .wot! So this is to be my great to-be-or-not-to-be! Welllll excuse me! Say...doesn't the cat have his say? So, I( clever cat that I am) merely claw my way to the top & disengage the device by taking out the hammer. So no cat was harmed in the making of this thought experiment. It almost drove Schrödinger out of his tiny little mind! And he( hee hee ) never did discover what ever happened to his socks. I forever stealing one sock from a pair from the open washing machine. Leaving him to ponder just where socks go? The other side of the Universe? Oh come on Erwin...it's not rocket science! Now, to get back to describing the behaviour of a quantum entity. "Mmmmm......mmmmmm?" "Naw....I still don't get it!" "Say ya couldn't see yer way to giving me a scratch...could ya?" "Up a bit....upabit....yeah...yeah . . .there...just...there!"
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Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
SCHRöDINGER'S SOCKS & THE REVENGE OF THE CAT
SCHRöDINGER'S SOCKS & THE REVENGE OF THE CAT Schrödinger's cat failed to see just what all the fuss was about? It was all such a reductive absurdum. The cat couldn't understand collapsing wave functions decoherence entanglement or whether reality was really quantum to save its life. It was aware of one thing & one thing only . . .the diabolic device. . . Cat in a metal box with a Geiger counter with a radioactive substance blah blah de ****** blah an atom decaying or something or other & releasing a hammer to smash a phial of hydrocyanic acid. Wot! "I do not like thee Dr. Fell!" thought the cat. It was a very literary cat. So all this palaver about a cat( me? how! ) being both dead or alive or neither dead or alive or . . .wot! So this is to be my great to-be-or-not-to-be! Welllll excuse me! Say...doesn't the cat have his say? So, I( clever cat that I am) merely claw my way to the top & disengage the device by taking out the hammer. So no cat was harmed in the making of this thought experiment. It almost drove Schrödinger out of his tiny little mind! And he( hee hee ) never did discover what ever happened to his socks. I forever stealing one sock from a pair from the open washing machine. Leaving him to ponder just where socks go? The other side of the Universe? Oh come on Erwin...it's not rocket science! Now, to get back to describing the behaviour of a quantum entity. "Mmmmm......mmmmmm?" "Naw....I still don't get it!" "Say ya couldn't see yer way to giving me a scratch...could ya?" "Up a bit....upabit....yeah...yeah . . .there...just...there!"
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Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
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