[lit-ideas] Re: Consolations of Philosophy
- From: David Ritchie <ritchierd@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 03 Nov 2004 18:52:32 -0800
on 11/3/04 6:43 PM, Mike Geary at atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx wrote:
> OK. So, a lying, inchoherent, incompetent,, obtuse, morally corrupt,
> greed-driven, theocratic-fascistic warmonger has been, quite wittingly,
> elected leader of the most powerful nation in the world by 51% of it's
> voters. OK. No problem. All we have to do is find some way of living with
> that. Philosophy should be of some help here. I mean, what is philosophy
> if not explaination how it should be, but never will be. Please, you
> people, console me. CONSOLE ME!
The Galaxy Song
-- from Monty Python's The Meaning of Life
<spoken>
Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough,
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,
<sung>
And you feel that you've had quite eno-o-o-o-o-ough,
Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine thousand miles an hour.
It's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
The sun that is the source of all our power.
Now the sun, and you and me, and all the stars that we can see,
Are moving at a million miles a day,
In the outer spiral arm, at fourteen thousand miles an hour,
Of a galaxy we call the Milky Way.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred million stars;
It's a hundred thousand light-years side to side;
It bulges in the middle sixteen thousand light-years thick,
But out by us it's just three thousand light-years wide.
We're thirty thousand light-years from Galactic Central Point,
We go 'round every two hundred million years;
And our galaxy itself is one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
<waltz>
Our universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding,
In all of the directions it can whiz;
As fast as it can go, that's the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth;
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere out in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth!
-- Eric Idle
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