Just when I want to quit blogging for the Nth time, I am distracted yet again.
What does an anxious science blogger without a career and a clue and flat broke, do about it?
Answer: Continue to solve interesting outstanding major problems of the universe, and report.
And maybe a speculative rant or two thrown in for good measure. Since I do these things for my own personal enlightenment, who cares. Things rarely work out the way I plan anyways, which is why I keep Plan B and C and even D handy, just in case. Cases in point, the Younger Dryas Impact Hypothesis. How long do I cling to that? That’s as nutty as a comet impact initiating the Paleocene Eocene Thermal Maximum (PETM). So far in the literature we have ice blocks as ejecta from the Black Sturgeon River Basin arcing parabolically (is that a word?) all the way down the the Eastern seaboard and excavating numerous oval basins in the lowland muck.
A model for the Geomorphology of the Carolina Bays, Antonio Zamora, Geomorphology 282, 209–216 (1 April 2017)
So yeah, it’s time to move on with that.
What about reusable rocketry? Time to move on. To Mars, hopefully, or wherever there are good jobs and no religious fascists. Or Swedenborgia. That’s it. With a big check and a diploma and a handshake from the King and hopefully a permanent (or at least an eight year) position at the Institute. That could work! My girlfriend wants in already, and she’s Swedish, or at least partly Swedenborgian. And I assume Sweden will eventually want a space program too. Everyone does nowadays. Nova Scotia is looking good. If New Zealand can do it, Canada can do it too.
What has all of this have to do with bismuth iodide?
In a word – amorphization.
My new favorite word.
Update 1: So it is decided. I will have to write yet another crackpot essay.
So stay tuned. More nonsense from the peanut gallery yet to come.
Update 2: I guess it’s Plan E, then.
Update 3: It has begun.
I’ll try to get something together in the next few weeks.
I think I can do this.