My recent foray into Dunwichian power politics may have struck some of my readers as morose and unnecessarily pessimistic. Possibly so, but I was trying to capture the essence of our current reality where an honest and transparent analysis of how our society works reveals enormous hypocrisy. And the nature of our “democracy” reveals itself to be a process manipulated by the powerful who have no regard for the people. But just to show you I haven’t despaired of life I was reminded today of what good can be achieved by getting involved with the young.
I remembered as a youngster being intrigued by astronomy. Maybe it was because of the space program that was getting off the ground about the time I became aware of current events. Maybe it was because my parents gave me access to books and other resources concerning science. But however it happened, I was fascinated by the details of the solar system. I was always reading statistics about the size, location and physical attributes of Saturn and Jupiter, Mercury and Mars. And once I began reading science fiction, I became all the more absorbed by this extension of my world into the solar system. And I suppose that my early interest in science is responsible for much of my orientation in school and afterwards. Engineering was the logical conclusion for someone interested in the practical application of science to life. I suppose that if NASA’s space program hadn’t petered out after the moon landings, I would have tried to get involved in an engineering program that had the potential of involving space travel but that was just a childhood fantasy.
But remembering how exciting and interesting it was to discover the larger universe, I decided to give Princess Sack of Potatoes her first astronomy lesson. We looked at photos of the planets and I tried to explain some of the physical characteristics of the various worlds that circle our sun. Mercury and Venus are too close to the Sun and therefore too hot. Mars is too small and too far from the Sun and therefore lacking a useful atmosphere and too cold. And I tried to explain why the gas giant worlds weren’t places where terrestrial life could exist because of their nightmarish temperatures and pressures and poisonous atmospheres.
So was my lesson successful. I don’t really know. She seemed interested enough and she enjoyed the colorful photos and pictures of the planets. But will it inspire a deep curiosity about the universe. Well, it’s much too soon to tell. Maybe after we begin to discuss interstellar and intergalactic space I’ll see if she becomes bored with the subject. But there was definitely one moment of planetary solidarity. When we had finished with Neptune, she wanted to know what had happened to Pluto. Full disclosure, I was very angry when the international astronomical societies stripped Pluto of its status as a planet. I felt it to be an arbitrary and probably anti-American gesture. So, this sympathy for Pluto by my granddaughter was a very welcome occurrence. When I found out that this emotion was fostered because the planet has the same name as Mickey Mouse’s dog, I was a little less enthusiastic. But still, when dealing with small children you take your victories where they come.
So, teaching children and inspiring curiosity about the wonders of science is something that we can do even in the world of Joe Biden and the American Security State. One small step for a grandfather, one giant leap for mankind.
