These are interesting posts. I think it is possible to read too much into physicists names for things. The Higgs Boson like other items, the so-called God particle, is a whimsical kind of name. The question being addressed is how do things get their mass? We have a standard model, a so-called model that I consider is really a bunch of theories pasted together. Feynman suggested the same. It's not really unified correctly in the sense that a theory should be (as all hanging together coherently), the moniker "standard model" is a bit misleading. Is it correct? Of course not, gravity isn't included and so it must break down. By the same token, gravity as described by General Relativity isn't right either as it doesn't include Quantum theory so that isn't complete either. An adjustment (huge!) is needed. What is really funny or scandalous is that the standard model has all these parameters that need adjusting to make stuff come out right. And as Hanna points out what is just as bad is that there is no explanation for why particles have mass. Hence the efforts at CERN. Working at CERN requires enormous patience. It's like Sisyphus in a way. If they don't find the Higgs, physics is in a bigger mess but that's good because then the sun shines and more can be found. (Thanks be to Paul Valery and the lovely Mia Vialti for that thought!)
James talks about many things, lamentation and Sisyphus among them. He is right in a way about what we have lost, which is depth. But those who work on the latest stuff don't want to be shackled either. For myself, I think people here on THINQon have figured out by now that I don't really give a damn and am sceptical of everything. I don't care what is thought of me. James kinds of breaks the mould of posts on THINQon where he talks about something universal but also personal, he links the two. Some time ago I said something about a dissolution between the public and private life. Why do people care to separate the two so much? Why not consider that embarrassment is not important or has ceased to exist? That is a really courageous thing to do and I salute James for not caring. (But he still does care!)
The point I would like to make on the Sisyphus myth is that the guy keeps pushing it to the top of the hill and then running down the other side and push it back up again; he keeps going. It's absurd. It reminds me of my father who, as a boy, used to make a paper aeroplane in Wales and go throw it from the top of the mountain and watch it float down into the valley. Then he'd run after it to go fetch and then bring it all the way back up to the top again for another throw! I asked him immediately why he didn't make another aeroplane, that would have been far easier. He said "oh I should have thought of that" with a grin. I think he meant he wanted the chase. I can't ask him because he's dead now and I do miss him. And a warning of what will come. This is personal. No one bothered to tell me that he was lying in a hospital and dying, asking for me. Nor that he was ill with cancer for six months before he died and asked for me often. That will never be forgotten and part of the purpose of my reason for coming onto THINQon and suddenly posting all the stuff seen is to define a funny part of myself to family who have no idea who I am. I hope you read this post and realize what you lost, that you don't even understand yourselves nor your entire history and don't ask the big questions and perhaps consider that those who do like myself aren't with it or don't get it.
We do get it. James gets it. Many others get it. Others don't get us, we're too wide and too deep. Too allusive. Emily Dickenson tells the truth with a slant, I sometimes tell it as if it were a lie. To see how the cards fall. To experiment with people because fundamentally I love them even though they appall me at times.
Re-interpreted in modern times, Sisyphus is an absurd reasoning and I agree with Camus that it means one should revolt. What does this consist in? Well in a sense all I have said on here, and as James has pointed out, shows I have a fine taste for the absurdity of life. So it may be. I didn't plan this post. I'm making it up as I go along! My take on the myth is that I acknowledge the essential absurdity of life and I see it demonstrated again and again in all it's guises, in the misunderstandings, in the mucking arounds, in the anger, not just on here but also in and around my own life. I have little anger. I think it's pretty funny. Almost everything is funny in a way. Seen in the right way, this world is incredibly funny were it not so tragic. Sisyphus is tragic when he marches down the hill and becomes fully conscious of what he is doing. Let's keep on being absurd, acknowledge it, accept it and laugh and celebrate and affirm ourselves. But it's not that personal either! I know people who are too much in their head. I don't really count myself among their number although I do say it to them so they don't feel any more isolated!
Elsewhere on here someone asked "What does an educated person need to know?". That's related to all this, now. It consists in an infinite adaptability, it's not in any particular body of knowledge but rather in how we can respond to anything thrown at us. There are few polymaths in educational institutions. I met engineers who couldn't solder. Pilots who had more tickets than one could poke a stick at and still couldn't fly worth a damn. Physicists who didn't understand maths (it's amazing how many don't). Classicists who see stuff in the modern world that remind them of stuff they saw in the other. Like why politicians wear red ties. Some of those classicists were the most human people I ever met. But any speciality fails. One has to be a jack of all trades. The girl who can respond to anything is the educated girl and she may not even have an education! How absurd.
Thank you for letting me poke a stick at you!
Martin
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