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SOLAR STORM HEATS UP EARTH’S ATMOSPHERE: A flurry of solar activity in early March dumped enough heat in Earth’s upper atmosphere to power every residence in New York City for two years. The heat has since dissipated, but there’s more to come as the solar cycle intensifies. [full story] [video] http://spaceweather.com/
As I was trying to roust and prod Old Sol up this morning he was whining and complaining something awful. “Nobody appreciates me. I’ve just about got a gut full of you people!” Him barely peeking between the trees on the ridgeline.
“What are you talking about? That’s crazy. Everyone appreciates what you do. Come on now. Rise and shine! You’ve got a lot of appointments today. Things to do and people to see.” Me, cajoling, persuading, being diplomatic.
“Horse hockey! You see all those diagonal lines I’ve got across me? All those squiggles and curlycues? Do you have any idea how much trouble it is for me to do that? You’re looking at a lot of parallel bands of magnetic fields. Can you imagine how I do those diagonals?”
“Honestly, I can’t begin to imagine. Let’s talk more about it after you’re further over the horizon. I’ll have my people call your people.” Heehee, him about two-thirds showing, still moving.
“What about all those bumper-stickers you were talking about? Proud to be an American? Proud to be a Texan. Proud to be a Native Texan? You ever see one saying, ‘Proud of my Solar System’? ‘Proud of Old Sol’? Even ‘Proud of my Galaxy’?”
Me, trying to break this off gently. He’s well up in the air now, no way he can reverse things. “You’re right. People don’t pay any mind to your artistic efforts. They don’t understand them, mostly. In a lot of ways what you do is kitch. Have you considered trying something a bit more subtle? Something that says something about the human condition?”
He looked behind him and finally realized I’d suckered him. “We’re going to talk about this again tomorrow. This isn’t over yet by a long shot.”
“Well, hell. Have a good day then.”
Today on Ask Old Jules: Feelings About Time?
Old Jules, how do you feel about time passing by?