My iPad has become a morass of screenshots. Panels from comics that I thought were cool and passages from books I liked. (One of the benefits of a digital medium I guess). I’ve let it get super out of control though, like some dark corner of my garden that I now have to wade into with a metaphorical machete, pith helmet and a balmy British attitude. Malaria and indigenous people be damned.
I guess I liked the juxtaposition of the high dive with the Oppenheimer quote. Although I have no idea where it’s from anymore. Or how it related to the story. It’s different from his most quoted,
‘Now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds’ (Oppenheimer was quoting the Bhagavad-Gita after witnessing the first Nuclear explosion and not as some imagine improvising on the spot)
I often think about scientists who create terrible things. They rarely use the terrible things themselves and so I suppose their mind creates a bulwark around the invention and the use thereof. I don’t think I have that capacity for that level of compartmentalization. I feel bad about the occasional bug I squash. Building something that could end all life on our planet would definitely give me pause. Or rather I hope it would.
Although maybe, like he says, it’s just the challenge, see if you can do it, you can’t be responsible for the ethics and morality of others and now your creation gets used after the fact. I also sometimes wonder if I would have dropped atom bombs on Japan…
I scare myself when I (usually) conclude that I probably would have.