I am a fan of Michio Kaku, in the same way that I am a fan of Neil deGrasse Tyson, Phil Plait, Michelle Thaller and many others of that type. Once upon a time there was Carl Sagan, and people pointed to him as a rare phenomenon, a scientist who could actually talk to people normally, but now that is rather a common breed.
But, tonight’s blog is about Michio Kaku. He seems a bit more broad based than some of the others, and speaks of robotics as easily as of astrophysics but, to tell you the truth, I have no way of knowing which of these guys are really ground breaking scientists, which are flakes, and which are considered flakes by the scientific community but will turn out to be the true cutting edge scientists in the end, because I don’t really know that much about science. I’m just a fan.
Anyway, I was watching Kaku’s show the other day, I believe it’s called “Science of the Impossible” and he talks about some interesting stuff, but I kind of hate the format. He’ll take some impossible task, like say time travel, or building a faster than light ship, and spend the hour explaining the physics of it and then come out to a studio audience of whom have are dressed like Darth Vader or some shit, and say “Today, I invented Time Travel” and give like a 5 minute explanation and then they’ll interview audience members who all say “Wow, dude, that was like so awesome.” Really, they should leave the audience out of it. I don’t watch those shows to hear what a bunch of goobers, who aren’t any smarter than I am, think.
Anyway, the topic the other day was portals into alternate universes. Both Michio Kaku and the audience members said the same bullshit thing, which strikes me as indicative of not knowing what the word ‘alternative’ means. “Maybe in an alternate universe I would be a huge rock star, or married to Miss Universe, or have billions of dollars.” Well, no, because the you in an alternate universe isn’t you. You are the you who is right here in this universe, reading this blog, right now. There might be somebody who sort of looks like you, has similar parents and siblings and back story, but it is still someone different. You don’t feel what’s going on inside them, you don’t share their emotions, because you just don’t. You’d know it if you did.