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You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that all your energy, every vibration, every Btu of heat, every wave of every particle that was her beloved child remains with her in this world. You want the physicist to tell your weeping father that amid energies of the cosmos, you gave as good as you got.
And at one point you’d hope that the physicist would step down from the pulpit and walk to your brokenhearted spouse there in the pew and tell him that all the photons that ever bounced off your face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by your smile, by the touch of your hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by you. And as your widow rocks in the arms of a loving family, may the physicist let her know that all the photons that bounced from you were gathered in the particle detectors that are her eyes, that those photons created within her constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever.
And the physicist will remind the congregation of how much of all our energy is given off as heat. There may be a few fanning themselves with their programs as he says it. And he will tell them that the warmth that flowed through you in life is still here, still part of all that we are, even as we who mourn continue the heat of our own lives.
And you’ll want the physicist to explain to those who loved you that they need not have faith; indeed, they should not have faith. Let them know that they can measure, that scientists have measured precisely the conservation of energy and found it accurate, verifiable and consistent across space and time. You can hope your family will examine the evidence and satisfy themselves that the science is sound and that they’ll be comforted to know your energy’s still around. According to the law of the conservation of energy, not a bit of you is gone; you’re just less orderly. Amen.
Aaron Freeman “You Want A Physicist To Speak at your Funeral (via enflurane)
This reminds me of one of my favorite moments from Third Rock from the Sun, when Dick gives a eulogy for a fellow physicist:
“How can we honor the memory of a man like Leonard Hanlon? Well, he was governed by the laws of physics, as are all living things. It is a scientific fact that hearts and clocks slow down as they approach the speed of light, the point at which matter is converted into energy.
“Doctor Hanlon’s heart approached that speed on Friday evening, at 7:57, according to the coroner, converting his matter into energy, into pure white light. Though he is no longer with us, he is all around us.”
-Jess
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(Source: lonelyheartsdeathmetal)
The sequel: Gay porn made out of Rick Santorum.
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He sure would be pleased to see that.
Reblogging again because there are some new ones and put them together in one post.
Allow us to introduce Arzt Wer.
Arzt Wer is a long-running SciFi show, produced by the ARD, centered around the Arzt. The Arzt (Günther Jauch) is the last one of the Zeitherren. Together with his Begleitpersonen and the ever-faithful ZurDiR (Zeit und relative Dimensionen im Raum - innen isse größer; disguised as an old Telekom-Notrufzelle), he battles monsters such as the really creepy Flennende Engel (Hella von Sinnen)
and Die Stille (amazing casting choice - Mario Barth!).
What you see up there is a promo pic from the fourth season, starring all of Zehns Begleitpersonen: Zehn himself, Marta Johannes (Collien Fernandez), Rose Tailah (Sonya Kraus), Kapitän Jakob Horchigkeit (played by the fabulously gay Hape Kerkeling), Jakoba Tailah (Desirée Nick), Michi Schmidt (Bruce Darnell), Donna Nobel (Anke Engelke) and last but not least Sarah Jana (Katja Saalfrank). Latter is star of her own show, Die Sarah Jana Abenteuer, one of the two Auskopplungen of Arzt Wer (the other one, Fackelholz, stars Kapitän Jakob Horchigkeit as the protagonist and takes place in Saarbrücken).
At the end of season 4, Zehn regenerates into Elf; since the ARD doesn’t have the funds for great CGI effects, it was decided that he will simply take off his glasses.
And if you’re more into Elf and Ami Teich, check out the next part.
Bavarian Sherlock Dub, Episode 2
Sherlock’s Theme/Taxi Chase (violin cover)
I BELIEVE IN SHERLOCK. MORIARTY WAS REAL
and Mr. Sex.EARGASM
GIMME.
oh sweet baby Jesus!
i can never get over how brilliant the soundtrack is.
Anyone else have the urge to take up the violin?
Dschon Watsohn hatte schon lange davon geträumt.
Meicrofft ist ein ganz hohes Tier in der
Also isser ja quasi die Bayerische Staatsregierung.
Er und Stoiber sind bis heute BFFs.
MOFFAT. GATISS.
No. No, no, the thing that really pisses me off here is that someone deliberately generalized about the fandom and assumed that we were all as much of an asshole as they are. No. It is not okay to say shit like this to the writers, and it is not okay to mix up the canon story with your little fanfiction fantasies. Moffat and Gatiss aren’t getting in the way of your ship, the obsessive delusions about your ship are getting in the way of Moffat and Gatiss, and the fact that you would say that EVERYONE shares your selfish opinion really just tosses all respect I may have had for you out of the window. I don’t want these two assuming we’re all like you, because I would never want to be compared to people with that mindset. John, canonically, is heterosexual. He says he is. Don’t go invalidating that. Do whatever you want with head!canons, with fanfiction, with fanart and every single OTP you have - but don’t drag that shit into the actual show and don’t start raving in denial that he “belongs to Sherlock”.
(Source: castiel-for-president)