There was a time I call my "quantum physics period." I enjoyed contemplating observations made of the micro world of particles and waves and wondering what if things seen there might apply to our macro world. The idea of nonlocality being my favorite idea to ponder; the thought that particles which once shared a common experience or connection somehow were forever joined, no matter how widely they may have become separated over space and time.
That's where it gets tricky for the old school of science, because particles sharing such a relationship in the world of quantum physics--even if on opposite ends of the universe--can react to one another instantaneously, violating the established speed limit of traditional physics. (Ok, ok, that's a layman's take on it, or "the quantum world according to Dada.")
But what if the micro world of the quantum's has implications for the larger macro world we all inhabit? For example, when thinking of someone you haven't seen in years and years, someone of whom you may have totally lost track, do you ever wonder if at that very same time you're thinking about them, they may be thinking of you?
That's what I'll be doing more of than usual this Thanksgiving day, thinking of people I haven't seen or heard from in almost half a century and wondering if they're thinking of me at the same time.
It'll start by a memory of standing in a hallway outside my girlfriend's 11 o'clock class. Of a stranger who approached us with a fantastic question we did not know the answer to. Of leaving my girlfriend there and going off to lunch in the university cafeteria, of the announcement in the middle of that lunch that resulted in the sudden dropping of forks and knives on plates as gasps and sobs resounded throughout the dining hall immediately after the words came over the speakers: "President John F. Kennedy died at approximately 1 p.m. Central Standard Time today here in Dallas. He died of a gunshot wound in the brain."
And I'll remember some of the faces and places that ensued in the days that followed. Most of those people not seen in almost half a century, nor thought of in a year. And I'll wonder if the laws of the quantum apply to the world of the macro on this Thanksgiving day, the 44th anniversary of the assassination of John F. Kennedy.
Happy Thanksgiving all!