Letting Schroedinger’s Cat Out of the Bag

This is mind blowing and magnificent!

Beguine Again

skepticAt least one perennial philosophical puzzle has been put to rest by quantum theory: the question of whether events are contingent or determined. By “contingent” I mean the possibility that the future is “open” in the sense that  future events have not already been determined by antecedent conditions.  By “determined” I mean the opposite:  that future events have already been determined by past and present conditions. I have never seen any paper or book or journal article, much less a popular discussion of the subject, that actually went so far as to draw the logical inference. But the answer to the question of contingency vs. determinism implicit in quantum mechanics is: the question itself is a phony question, a non-question. Newtonian mechanics was shown to be incomplete by Einstein’s demonstration that, contrary to the Newtonian model, there are no such things as absolute space, absolute time, and absolute simultaneity. Analogously, quantum…

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About PoetJanstie

“Life is short and art long, the crisis fleeting, experience penniless and decision difficult” ~ Hippocrates As a young man, John enjoyed being fit and sporting. It was then as much his recreational therapy as a cappella harmony singing, music, walking in the hills and writing is now. Playing Rugby Union for over twenty years, encouraged in the early days by a school that was run on the same lines as Gordonstoun, giving shape and discipline to a sometimes precarious early life. This fitness was enhanced by working part time jobs in farming, as a leather factory packer and security guard, but probably not helped, for a short time, by selling ice cream! His professional working life was spent as a Metallurgical Engineer, Marketing Manager, Export Sales Manager, Implementation Manager and Managing Director of his own company. Thirty five years spent, apparently in a creative desert, raising a family, pursuing a career and helping to pay the bills, probably enriched his experience, because his renaissance, on retirement, realised a hidden creative talent as a writer of prose and poetry. He also enjoys music, with a piano and a forty-seven year old Yamaha FG140 acoustic guitar. He sings bass in three a cappella harmony groups: as a founding member of a mixed voice chamber choir, Fox Valley Voices and a mixed barbershop quartet, Needle & Fred. He is also a member of one of the top barbershop choruses in the UK, Hallmark of Harmony (the Sheffield Barbershop Harmony Club). He is also a would be (once upon a time or 'has been') photographer with drawers full of his own history, and an occasional, but lapsed 'film' maker. In his other life, he doubles as a Husband, Father, Grandfather, Brother, Uncle, Cousin, Friend and Family man. What he writes is often autobiographical and frequently pins his colours to the mast. In 2013, he completed an anthology of the poetry (including his own) of an international group of nine poets, who met on Twitter. He produced, edited and steered the product of this work, "Petrichor Rising", to publication by Aquillrelle.
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One Response to Letting Schroedinger’s Cat Out of the Bag

  1. Craig Morris says:

    Very thought provoking article, John. And what if your choices and actions right now – this very day – are affected (determined?) by Schrödinger’s cat knocking over your cherished morning cup of coffee (today) at an undetermined time in the uncertain future? Life is indeed wonderfully mysterious



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