I would vote for Bach, all of Bach, streamed out into space, over and over again. We would be bragging, of course, but it is surely excusable to put the best possible face on at the beginning of such an acquaintance. We can tell the harder truths later
– Lewis Thomas, physician, poet, etymologist, essayist (maybe I should just say polymath, seems easier than an exhaustive list)
[Jo] I’d probably also vote for Bach. If I pretend anyone really cared what I thought I mean (which I sometimes do, because… well… I sometimes like to believe I matter). Although maybe we should rather be advertising ourselves with something more apt (and less likely to invite investigation) like Rammstein (I thought we should stick with a teutonic theme) Nothing says leave me alone like flamer throwers and angry German vocals.
Then there is the school of thought that maybe we really shouldn’t be advertising ourselves at all… but then again subtly is not really our strong suit…. and lets be honest… its a little late to take back all the radio traffic we’ve already beamed into space anyway.
Its a little like stuffing your pockets with sausage and marching off into the middle of the African savannah… at night… and singing kumbaya (my lord) as loudly as you can… and seeing what will happen.
(pretty sure this is mostly deemed ‘ill advised’)
(probably because its more likely you’ll fall down a ravine than come in contact with an apex predator… but still… the chance is not zero)