Hobbes's Comet

Friends,

I need some advice. I turn to you, my trusted fellow Forumosans, for your wisdom.


The Situation:

(i) As some of you may know, I am something of an amateur astronomer. Not my full time job, but I know enough to know that each point that follows is incontrovertibly true.

(ii) Last night, while observing from the rooftop of my apartment (I have an amazing telescope hooked up to my laptop so that I record all of the images I take), I got a unique glimpse at the heavens.

(iii) The exact position of all of the planets and stars, and the incredibly narrow angle through which I peered were such that nobody else on Earth could have seen what I saw. It was a trillion to one --that things would line up that way-- and the window was only open for a matter of minutes, as that tiny window in the sky moved across the lens of my telescope.

(iv) What I saw was a comet. It is a comet that is heading toward the Earth, and will impact exactly 5 years from today.

(v) On my laptop I now have indisputable proof that this all this is true. It is so indisputable, that even though no other scientists would be able to independently verify it, if I showed them my evidence, the scientific community would instantly reach almost universal consensus that what I am describing is true.

(vi) This impact of the comet will destroy all life on the surface of the Earth. It is possible that some living things might survive in underground bunkers deep in the Earth, but the odds of even this are small.

(vii) Through another trillion to one coincidence, the angle that the comet is taking, and the positions of all the other objects in the solar system for the next five years, mean that there is a 0% chance that anyone else (not even satellites beyond Earth orbit) will see this comet coming until it is right upon us. (I know you might think that we’d have at least some warning, since once the comet rounded the nearest object to us it would be visible, but no. It won’t be. See point (i) about me knowing that this is true.)

(viii) There is no chance that any technology we have now or could conceivably have in the next 5 years can stop this comet Armageddon/Deep Impact style. It’s going to hit us.

(ix) All of you reading this are now hereby sworn to secrecy. In any event, since you don’t have the indisputable proof that I have on my laptop, even if you told someone they wouldn’t believe you. They would probably just say that you were recounting some lame hypothetical that some random guy posted to a message board for the sake of discussion.


The Questions:

(1) Do I announce my discovery to the world? What would this do? Would it allow people to make the most of their remaining 5 years. Would love, and compassion, and a spirit of common humanity flourish? Would we all understand what is important and live the best we could for those years? Or would telling lead to mass depression, hysteria, mass crime, religious suicide cults, warfare, and anarchy?

(2) If I don’t announce it to the world, should I announce it to some smaller subset of people? Should I try, even if there only a small chance, to see that some small number of people begin building these deep bunkers, and have some chance for humanity to survive?

(3) Now that you all know, what effect will it have on how you live your remaining 5 years? Will you forget trying to quit smoking? Will you spend your time traveling the world and seeing all you can before you go? Will you move back to be near your families?

(4) For those of you with spouses and kids, will you tell them? Will it just cause their next 5 years to be filled with dread and depression? For those with kids, will you educate them any differently? Do they still go to school and spend hours learning things they don’t enjoy?

(5) Would it make a difference to any of your answers if the comet were going to impact not in 5 years but in 5 months? How about if it were going to impact tomorrow?

Please number your answers so I know which answer goes with which question (I will be writing them all down to help me with my decision). Thank you for your help.

your friend,

Thomas Hobbes

Sounds like you have a real ethical dilemma on your hands.

[quote=“smell the glove”]Sounds like you have a real ethical dilemma on your hands.[/quote]Yup. Serves you right for being a stargazer geek. :wink:

I wanna know where exactly this rock is gonna impact the Earth… I mean, I don’t wanna spend the next five years diggin’ a hole and makin’ it cozy if the damn thing is gonna land right on top of me.

So, where’s this thing gonna land?

Speaking of which, you hear about that astronomer chick?

Knowing is better than not knowing; and knot knowing is a good skill.

It’s a dickfer, as “In any given situation there are more dumb people than smart people,” which leads me to not want to tell anyone, including myself.

Okay…

I think it’s safe to say that you people have --so far-- been of absolutely no help whatsoever. :s Clearly the fate of the planet means nothing to you.

However, while you may no compassion for my plight right now, perhaps this bit of additional news will generate that extra bit of sympathy to get some answers to my problem:

Tonight – the day after being saddled with the responsibility of deciding how humanity will spend its final years-- I am now required to attend my company’s Weiya, where I will no doubt be required to stand up and entertain my co-workers with an amusing anecdote of “the most embarassing moment of my life” … in Chinese.

NOW can I get a bit of cooperation here? …sheesh… :unamused:

tell them about the day you mistakenly guessed a comet would hit in five years… and then didn’t tell anybody about it.

Hobbes, you’re making my brain hurt like a fucking warehouse. Go on, go out and perform at your weiya. It’s cold and its raining and you’ll feel like an actor.

1: Call George Bush and say “One billion dollars or the planet gets it”
2: Collect money
3: Escape in South American time machine.

I think this was a movie I saw on Cinemax.

Wouldn’t this fit better in the pot thread?

Seeing as it is Hobbes, can I ask if there has yet to be named the “voice of calm reason comet”? That would be a nice returning visitor.

HG

Poor Hobbes, all that time spent typing, and no serious answers.
(I know how that feels.)
Here, I asked ‘the Pixie’ for her answers, then gave mine. So at least you’ll have two sets.

[quote=“Hobbes”]
The Questions:

(1) Do I announce my discovery to the world? What would this do? Would it allow people to make the most of their remaining 5 years. Would love, and compassion, and a spirit of common humanity flourish? Would we all understand what is important and live the best we could for those years? Or would telling lead to mass depression, hysteria, mass crime, religious suicide cults, warfare, and anarchy?[/quote]

Yes, I’d tell the world, but I don’t buy your claim of irrefutable, unreproducible proof. That’s pure Rumsfeldian claptrap. No one would believe it. But assuming they do believe it, the reactions would be varied. Unfortunately, enough will see a great opportunity to make a mess of things, and will. The fragility of goodness, and all that… it’d be hellish soon enough.

Sure, why not?

I’d try to live more intensely over those five years. Travel more, see and do more. More time on the phone with everyone, more time back home too.

I’d tell the Pixie and my kids if they were old enough. Education would focus more on character building and less on technical skills that would only find application in a future that’s not going to be there. More fun, more seriousness.

[color=blue]Yes. Five years is for enough off that there’s still time for things to go wrong economically. Wouldn’t be much fun to spent three of the last five years starving. It’s also time enough to pay some serious attention to character building/planning… particularly for the kids (no need to die like animals).

If there’s only 5 months left, a whole lot more future discounting comes into it. That’s time enough to see and do a great deal, but not time enough for serious consequences to catch up with us. The approach with the kids would have to be seriously altered.

If it’s coming tomorrow, well then there’s a bottle or three of red wine, a nice mountain meadow, and Pixie to enjoy.[/color]

Reminds me of the song “Change” by Tracy Chapman. It that what you’re on about, Mr. Hobbes?

My answers:

1-Tell other astronomers and see what they think. Share your evidences…

2-You’ve already done that on the internet.

3-No change. I don’t really know what else to do. Perhaps try to live in the moment a bit more. Travel more would be nice, too. Visiting family? Yes, sure.

4-no kids

5-Of course it would make a difference. If it was to hit tomorrow, for example, I sure would not set my alarm clock to go to work. :wink:

Screw your comet,

what about “Bubba’s Black Hole” and I ain’t talking about my arm pit.

I spotted this sucker in a bianary star system two years ago, the gravitational pull should screw up our solar system in about 4 months, we’ll all be subatomic particles before your comet presents itself (and is swallowed whole by MY blackhole)

My advice, don’t buy any green bananas.

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I think you should have attached the word ‘spoiler’ in your thread title, cos you kinda spoiled the rest of my life now. I’m angry about it. Oh heck, I get angry when I run out of cheesy wotsits.
I think you should keep this information under your hat, as you will only cause global panic, and you don’t know for certain it will hit.

Now I know I only have 5 years left I’m gonna live more cleanly. I’m gonna be nicer to my Mum, and I may even pay Tainan Cowboy a compliment. May.
And I am going to make some confessions…

Buttercup, some shoulder fluff fell into your coffee from my shoulder when we were in Carnegies.
TpeBob, I love your beard. Sometimes I dress up and pretend I am you.
Quarters isn’t a real person. It’s an elaborate smurf by Tash.
I have been told I had too much to drink on FIVE aeroplane journeys.
I think Erhu is great.
I stole MilltownKid’s beer at a happy hour, when he was dancing on the bar.
Funk500, your girlfriend told me she only loves you for your stubble.
Roach, you deserve happiness.
I don’t know TheChief well enough.
I talk to my kitten and tell her I love her.
Me and MrsHill aren’t married.
I drove my car home when I was drunk on my 33 birthday,

Hmm, some confessions there were good and some were bad. Life is funny.

Hobbes your thread is great. Are you really in Derbyshire? Did you get much snow? How much does it cost to hire a Bakewell tart?

SHOULDER FLUFF?

And I even wrote you a song.

I like Derbyshire. Edale, the broken road. I found a fossil in a riverbed, there.

Five Years - David Bowie

Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought Id need so many people

A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
If the black hadnt a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that

I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine, dont think
You knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, youre beautiful, I want you to walk

Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, what a surprise
Five years, stuck on my eyes
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Five years
Five years
Five years
Five years