TOSSIN' AND TURNIN'
...w/ apologies to Ritchie Adams and Malou Rene

...this song goes out, special request, to Pam and Jack,
as in P.A.M. Dirac and Jack London <g>

I couldn't sleep at all last night
Just a-thinkin' 'bout tha' overcharge
Sol-baby, things aren't right
'Cause ya' got too much-plus
Tossin' and turnin', turnin' and tossin'
Tossin' and turnin', tossin' and turnin' all night


AS MasterCharge might opine:
4 protons ---> penny apiece
2 alphas ----> 2-bits mo'
2 neutrinos ---> free 4-tha-taking
2 positrons  ---> huh? is that priceless gravity, or what?

Conservation of charge is a funny thing, even on Ole Sol. He's the one with reciprocal plastic, so to speak...

Think about it for a moment (or an eternity) - What could possibly be more volatile - in the solar corona - than those pesky electrons... especially if the damn things don't feel gravity ?

Look at what we have to invent, just to balance the books.

... or else... maybe Dirac had it half-right ... in that the big Sea - you know - the imaginary one hidden from view but composed of negative-energy-electrons - is out there... yes - and touching us all (in a surprising way) but this sea takes the form of what can be identified as a "reciprocal-space" balance-sheet, and with an (enfolded) but direct vector back to Sol... (and beyond, "tortoises" all the way down)

Dirac, the greatest genius in the short & shaky history of human-endeavor, came up with both ideas: "reciprocal space" and the "Sea" but did he ever envision them linked in this way?

Maybe the "bleed" (i.e. the interface) from reciprocal space back into our three-space is called "gravity." Maybe Sol is a much smaller object - all puffed-up because of all those charged positrons, begging for Dirac electrons... which can only get back there in "another" space - i.e. reciprocal space.

Maybe one of Jack London's fine books (and finer Zins, from Kenwood) will do that to a good nights sleep...

Jones

Relevant sayings of Jack to White Fang (self-"resembled" by the quoter):

"A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog."

"I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet."

"The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time."

"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club."

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