Dodothat I’ve read in the past (and the good ol’ Mac’s onboard dictionary, boom boom!) a ‘black hole’ is something from which nothing can escape.

Hence the so-called ‘event horizon’. All well and good so far—but wait, it gets better …

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—so effectively the black hole doesn’t exist, just its effects. And if such two collide, they gobble each other up and sum (?) those effects. Okayyyyy so far …

“According to general relativity, a pair of black holes orbiting around each other lose energy through the emission of gravitational waves, causing them to gradually approach each other over billions of years, and then much more quickly in the final minutes. During the final fraction of a second, the two black holes collide into each other at nearly one-half the speed of light and form a single more massive black hole, converting a portion of the combined black holes’ mass to energy, according to Einstein’s formula E=mc2. This energy is emitted as a final strong burst of gravitational waves. It is these gravitational waves that LIGO has observed.”

Read from source by clicking:  HERE

(With many thanks for the link to Jim:  CLICK HERE 

But I’m still in the dark about the propagational properties of those ‘gravitational waves’—they seem to travel through the ether like electromagnetic waves but are different(?).

I did read some stuff to the effect that “… yes, they’re not—massive objects don’t emit ‘waves’ per se but they have the effect of distorting Time and Space.”

The illustrating analogy we had to imagine was a bowling ball resting on a flexible surface (in those days a sheet of rubber, these days possibly graphene*?) creating a deepish dent. We then rolled an imaginary marble in a straight line across the dent … and lo!, our bearing goes into a wee orbit around the ball until things happened.

I keep getting unstuck relating concepts—if gravity is the dent is in space/time as some great mind postulated, how can gravity ‘travel’? But if it’s a waveform … how fast does it travel?

And if time travels at the speed of light—then the referenced collision of billions of years ago only just happened, no?

Oh no … overload …

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“Oogle phleep! Beam me up, Scottie! Give it wings!”

(The management apologises for the temporary loss of Argus. He’ll be back when his Spouse finishes slapping him with that wet mop) (Don’t wait up, it may be some time.)

Until normal service is resumed here’s a mushroom from this season’s crop—

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—and it too is made of star-stuff.


* Aaaaah, progress! She can’t be beat … and thanks to Google pics for the cat. (He was delicious.)





can of worms saying cartoon


(See? I told you I was a bit thick—but does anyone ever listen? Nooooo …)


canis lupius* I often have exciting adventures into unknown territories. In my own head. I ask myself questions (doesn’t everyone?) that not even I can answer.




Sound travels at the speed of sound, which depends on the medium (if the lady has been drinking her spirits rather than conversing with them … a happy medium) as in “the speed of sound in water is roughly five times that in air”.

Light travels at the speed of light which (from memory) is roughly three times ten to the umpty metres per second.

And then something like this—finger down

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—emerges from the primeval slime to rattle my complacencies:

IF** gravity is a waveform, what speed does it travel at?

—and it was here I got a little more unhinged unstuck. Given that nothing can go faster than tachyons light, does the effect of a large body have to wait until the effectee is aware of it?

Can anyone tell me if gravity is a travelling waveform of some kind, or are its effects instantaneous across any distance? Diminishing with distance of course …

Big G, bigger

“Argus! Can I help? I’m great at filling in gaps~!”










* Canis lupius? Don’t fret—it’s from the Latin ‘canis’ meaning dog, and the English ‘loopy’ meaning a bit bat-brained but quite harmless.

** Some says it’s not a wave, but more like a dent in space-time. They often use the dent to explain orbitals.





“So,” says the acerbic old pup acerbically (he’s good at that), “so—where’s the difference?”

And faced with that blunt conundrum the laws of the universe break down—forward becomes back’ard, far or forget is near, shadow and sunlight are the same. Vanished gods appear like mushrooms but disappear again before you lock on. Tain’t fair, but hist—what light through yonder hole breaks?

“there was never a Big Bang that produced something from nothing. It just seemed that way from mankind’s point of perspective.”


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Now we know~!

The gem above is from the greatest of modern prophets sages, from hee hoo must not be ignored.


unedjicated ol’ dog I must confess I’m with him. I never believed in the Big Bang either. Or God.

To ‘believe’ in either means you must believe in the other, both; face and obverse (one cannot produce a single sided disc*).

Or, possibly, they are different names for the same thing:

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.

And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.

And God said, Let there be light: and there was light …

… etc etc, you know how it goes; Cains, Abels, slaughters of innocents and mindless massacres of millions all dished up to the salaciously salivating on Sundays …

I say again that it takes as much faith to believe that the entire cosmos was created from nothing as it does to believe that the entire cosmos was created from nothing. Trust me, I’m a Dog …

Big G, bigger


(Oops) … Yes, Your Godliness?”

“… … down, boy!”


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* Ol’ Mobius did it when he stripped, no? Oops, your link: CLICKETH HERE  



dodoBUT WHO?


into the face of earnest innocence and anticipations that can never be rewarded. So we travel in hope, no?


etc etc … look on my works, ye mighty, and despair” … and now we flash forward to fairly recently (late seventies—you do the sums, I’ll keep on typing) when a wee space probe/traveller/thing was fired off into the void carrying with it the forlorn hope that maybe some day, possibly gillions of years from now (or perhaps next Tuesday) someone will snaffle said artefact and decipher the encryptions there on—

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—if they aren’t looking at it sideways. Perhaps rather than using it as a scoop for ashes from their cooking fires they may take it into town and offer it to their wise- (eek! Their wise what?) as a gift (read: a palm-greasing bribe) to hopefully reduce their tax bills for a while.

Although why parts of it seem to be straight lines and others dotty, hatched, or pointed could elude even their very best brains—and as for those two amorphous blobs, who knows? Now …

… cast your eyes over this  finger-pointing-down



and see if you can tell me why I thought the two images might belong on the same page; or is it just another example of canine wishful cynical thinking?


to we lunatic fringe cranks is the collection of dots between the heads of the two guys on the left. Sadly, unless the finders of The Thing have mastered the arcane art of time travel—which face it, I can’t see happening—it will be (as buried with the prize in Kit Williams’s “Masquerade”)* words to the effect:





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* For further info on KW and M:  CLICK HERE 



Eve & Lution

You told the Pope he’s your how many greats grandson? Really?”


from a U-toobe—

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—whose webbie is further down this page; I’ve come across oodles of these things in books, magazines, movies and other propagated propagandas. We are expected, I think, to accept ’em on face value. We aren’t meant to ask questions. So these days there’s only one question I do ask:


—as in, wotif it were true?

Wotif the witnesses were neither lying nor mistaken nor deluded nor nuffink, Guv??


is rich beyond belief.

You name it, it’s in there, from trilobites crunched under some dude’s shoe millions of years ago to spark plugs in virgin geodes etc.

Ye gods … they’ll be telling us they caught a coelacanth next …


don’t you think it’s a bit suss, that the mystery bell could well serve as the prototype model for Adamski-era photos of UFOs?


Here’s your webbie …

… but why, one has to ask, do these relics always disappear before they can be tested by objective science? Wotif we re-found one?

What would happen to it? Would it be gratefully taken accepted by the nearest relevant government for genuine objective testing under unarguably controlled scientific conditions …

… and promptly vanish?

Or perhaps, if vanishment is too suss … would the lab itself burn down?

If I ever found something like that nobody but nobody (other than The Spouse) would know about it until my will be read.

Awww, here’s another—

—now don’t say I never give you nothing …


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Yep! Wet stuff that falls out of the sky.

So what?

So: a friend (now deceased) and I abandoned work on his new gardens and took shelter. From the rain. A gentle falling mist, goldenish in the afternoon sunlight. So?


made the same observation at the same time. Not in the same words but to the same effect—why is it that you can irrigate as much (and however) you like, but the waters you apply never seem to have quite the same effect as natural rain~?


know but one suggestion since offered utilised the magic word ‘electrostatics’. It could even be … any clues?

All water is water, so surely out of the ground it is richer in minerals and vitamins and things than condensed evaporations (distilled water, in other words)?


theorising. W’ve just had our first semi-decent rainage in ages. Not as much as anyone would like but enough to—already, overnight—make the lawns and clovers and hedges and stuff look considerably healthier, and bring the temperatures down. And I may even manage to get some bumbling-bee shots later with my new lens …





values, dreams, motivators … notions? Aaah, as Khayyam says ‘take the cash in hand, and waive the rest … oh, the brave music of a distant drum!’

Fret not, cast yer eyes over this, then—

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—look upon my works, ye mighty, and weep ...


So I have a suggestion intended to appeal to the blessed Snowflakes, Socialists, Communists and sporting among us.

How about—

  • it be guaranteed (by respected audit) that NO state monies of any kind be used in funding any entries in the America’s Cup
  • that three (3) identical-in-every-respect duplicates of the original winner (that gave its name to the race) be made
  • that otherwise it be ‘bunfight as normal’ in eliminations until the final two teams are ready to slug it out
  • and when they do: they each use one of the replicas; their replica for the day being chosen by toss of a coin for each day …


So this would ensure that it’s seamanship (think: ability) against seamanship; not a case of “our financiers can beat your bankers” and/or “our eggheads can beat your eggheads”.

  • Otherwise the sailors on the water remain no more than pawns the bankers etc use to pursue their own glories; and
  • otherwise the breaking of records is quite meaningless: can a state-of-the-art modern jet fighter not out speed an FE2?

(So what if the ‘record’ time over the distance is ‘beaten’?)


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