Just now read an article, having nothing else interesting to do on a fairly empty brain, about a French research scientist (one Claudio Grimaldi) who theorizes, based on mathematics and physics and all that stuff, of course, that any alien civilization we happen to hear from, via a transmission across space, has most likely long since become extinct.
Bummer, right? All this scanning of the heavens for life only to find a corpse.
What went ye out into the wilderness to see? A reed shaken with the wind?
No, not a reed shaken with the wind. Not a dead civilization. God forbid! The author of this particular article seems distinctly unwilling to accept the conclusions of the French scientific team. One suspects, given the number of references in the article to popular sci-fi stories, that he is stubbornly holding onto the hope that we will someday be hobnobbing with beings from exotic alien cultures, after the fashion of Star Trek, Star Wars and so on. For we have not gone out to see a reed shaken with the wind. We have gone out in search of salvation--the comfort of having company somewhere, somehow in this vast, long silent universe.
Gosh, science ruins everything, don't it?
But what if there is someone out there, despite all these scientific calculations--some entity that is outside the space/time requirements of the physical universe, someone who is the requirements of the universe, and more; and who never thought of speaking to us through radio waves, but face-to-face, and now, and from beginning to end?
Hmmm.
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