Realmente, esta es una foto de acá nomás en nuestra propio vecindad solar. En este momento, Marte está bastante más lejos que esos 182 millones de kilómetros de la foto (actually, 1,74 veces eso).
No suelo ser autorreferencial, pero hace un tiempo hice un post con el mismo nombre que este.
Cada tanto viene bien el baño de humildad que implica tomar dimensión: a) del cosmos b) de que ahí adentro, nuestro propio y minúsculo planeta no llega a la categoría ni de pelusa c) de que, por lo tanto, somos efectivamente medio pelotudos y bastante patéticos por creernos tan importantes dentro del universo.
"Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there - on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe:, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
Hay una contradicción desde el pacifismo de Sagan.
Dice "Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds."
y luego dice "the only home we've ever known"
Será este pixel pero también es "the only home we've ever known".
Realmente, esta es una foto de acá nomás en nuestra propio vecindad solar. En este momento, Marte está bastante más lejos que esos 182 millones de kilómetros de la foto (actually, 1,74 veces eso).
ReplyDeleteNo suelo ser autorreferencial, pero hace un tiempo hice un post con el mismo nombre que este.
Cada tanto viene bien el baño de humildad que implica tomar dimensión:
a) del cosmos
b) de que ahí adentro, nuestro propio y minúsculo planeta no llega a la categoría ni de pelusa
c) de que, por lo tanto, somos efectivamente medio pelotudos y bastante patéticos por creernos tan importantes dentro del universo.
JL
Así es, JL.
ReplyDeleteChe, antes que Uds dos lo hizo Sagan.
ReplyDeleteGrande la foto del Great Albert!
La Tierra es una esfera si de la Luna la vez, es una esfera azul.
ReplyDeleteSine, mi post, al que hacía referencia, era un homenaje al libro de Sagan.
ReplyDeleteJL
"Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there - on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
ReplyDeleteThe Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe:, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
Carl Sagan.
Hay una contradicción desde el pacifismo de Sagan.
ReplyDeleteDice "Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds."
y luego dice "the only home we've ever known"
Será este pixel pero también es "the only home we've ever known".