The Cheela Mourn

Robert Forward has died.

He was a brilliant man, a titan in science, technology and science fiction. Probably no single man came up with and fleshed out more concepts that may ultimately result in our visiting other solar systems.

He was the king of anti-matter propulsion, but he also developed concepts for star travel via light sail. In addition, in more mundane matters (relating only to travel in our own solar system), he was a leading light on the care and use of tethers.

I have many (literally) vivid memories of him, particularly of his sartorial oddness. He was a man quite comfortable in a rainbow hued vest amidst a group of gray suits and ties. His ideas stood out in much the same way. I deeply regret that he didn’t have the opportunity to see many of his ideas come to fruition.

Aloha From Pukalani

I just noticed that my page is screwed up. I’m hoping that adding this post will fix it.

We had a good flight into Maui, and are renting a cottage in the upcountry, on the lower slopes of Haleakala. We drove up to see the crater this morning, and took lots of pictures, but don’t expect to see any before I get back (if then) because the bandwidth sucks here–I’m on a bad phone connection. We’ll probably go back up tomorrow morning, but this time early enough to see the sunrise. We could see the big island, but no signs of the most recent eruption at Kilauwea.

LA Blogfest And Aloha

I had a great time up in Hollywood last night. I met Martin Devon, Moxie, Brian Linse, and Ann Salisbury, and talked to Emmanuelle Richard, Eugene Volokh, Mickey Kaus, Ken Layne, Laura Crane, and (too briefly) Matt Welch sans the now-immortal-in-more-ways-than-one cowboy hat (as always). And thanks to Matt for the mention of my site in his devastating critique of the latest lame LA Times attempt to be relevant. Brian Doherty and Sara Rimensnyder of Reason were there, too. As usual anyone who didn’t have a good time, probably didn’t deserve to.

Patricia is trying on her new wet suit and fins, and getting everything packed. We’ve rented a house on Maui for the next nine days, and will be leaving in the morning. There were too many odds and ends today to post much, but look for my column on Fox this weekend (it’s a repeat of the Buzz assault hoax) and I might check in from Hawaii, but don’t bet on it. Back a week from Monday.

[Update at 6:30 PM PDT]

The Fox column is up now.

The Astronaut Assault Hoax

Bart Sibrel, a man who claims that man never set foot on the Moon, also claims that famous Apollo astronaut Buzz Aldrin punched him in the jaw on Tuesday in Beverly Hills.

There’s a small cottage industry of people who, like people who still believe that the earth is flat, or alternatively, that it’s round but hollow, live in an alternate reality–one in which NASA was not capable of sending men to our sister orb in the 1960s. Unfortunately, it’s not small enough. While just a few percent believe this, according to most polling, that still constitutes millions of people deluding themselves about what many consider the greatest achievement of the twentieth century, and perhaps in history to date.

Anyway, for most of them, it doesn’t matter to their everyday lives, but for a few, like Mr. Sibrel, it becomes an obsession.

The arguments made for his position are seductive, to the scientifically illiterate and innumerate, but they are equally fallacious. They usually hinge on lack of knowledge about the behavior of light, lenses and film, and a misunderstanding of orbital mechanics and the physics of particles in vacuum. But in addition they are always interlarded with conspiracy theories and suspicion about NASA’s veracity, necessary to sustain the belief. I don’t have time or page space to debunk them here, but they have been amply debunked.

Of course, the hardest part of the theory to buy is that NASA and its contractors, an organization of thousands of people in a position to know, all were paid off, or threatened to practice “omerta” and not talk about how the lunar landings were staged. If NASA could actually pull that off, it would be a greater achievement than landing people on the Moon. This would be one of the biggest stories of the century, but we’re asked to believe that in a government that leaks to the press like a shotgunned sieve, not only is no one talking, but also that all of the astronauts are lying as well–none of them will break ranks.

Which brings us to Tuesday’s reported incident.

Because Mr. Sibrel makes a living at promulgating this nonsense by filming one-sided “documentaries” about it, it’s not clear whether he actually believes it, or is just saying he does to get publicity and notoriety. What is clear is that he makes of himself a nuisance to the men who he should instead be honoring. Tuesday’s incident wasn’t the first time that he’s interacted with a former moon walker. According to Rob Pearlman at Collect Space, he was thrown out of the ceremony for induction of astronauts into the Astronaut Hall of Fame last year for similarly harassing John Young, Bill Anders, and Al Worden.

On Tuesday, in Sibrel’s own words, referring to Buzz, “I approached him and asked him again to swear on a Bible that he went to the moon, and told him he was a thief for taking money to give an interview for something he didn’t do…”

So, by his own admission, he walked up to a man who risked his life to help us win the Cold War, and called him a liar and a thief to his face. Is this sufficient provocation for an assault? I don’t know what the legal situation is in Beverly Hills, and I’m not generally in favor of fisticuffs, but next time I see Buzz, his beer will be on me.

Anyway, while socking Bart Sibrel in the jaw would be a magnificent accomplishment, worthy of recording in the historical annals of comeuppance, and the story of ?one small punch for a man, one giant blow for intelligent mankind? is truly inspiring, I just don’t believe it really happened.

Think about it. Buzz is no Ralph Kramden, capable of sending his wife to the Moon with a single blow (or so at least he perennially threatened).

By all reports, Mr. Sibrel is much larger than Buzz. Astronauts were always shorter than average in stature, because they had to fit first into fighter cockpits, and later into small cramped spacecraft. He’s also much younger. Buzz is into his eighth decade, while Sibrel is thirty seven, a little over half Buzz’s age. Yet we’re supposed to believe that Buzz, a PhD from MIT, would risk a fight with a younger, stronger man? It defies physics and common sense.

Sibrel has a sore, bruised jaw?

How hard is that to fake? He probably went home and hit himself in the face with a monkey wrench.

There were witnesses? It was reported on all the news services?

It doesn’t say what the lighting conditions were, but it’s possible that it could play tricks to make it look as though Buzz’s fist was propelled into Bart’s face. Or maybe Bart attacked Buzz’s helpless knuckles with his chin.

Or maybe nothing happened at all. We’re supposed to believe that Sibrel’s not capable of bribing people? All those Beverly Hills types on Rodeo Drive don’t think about anything except money. It would be easy to just pay them all off to lie for him, and to relay the story to Reuters and AP. After all, if NASA could get thousands of people to keep their mouths shut, it would be a piece of cake for him to get a few dozen to keep their story straight.

You say he has videotape?

What a shocker. A man who makes his living creating documentaries has a videotape. He also probably has an expensive production studio, or knows people who do. How hard is it these days, with fancy computer-generated imagery, to fake up a video showing the impossible–a seventy-two-year-old fist reaching up to strike a thirty-seven-year-old jaw?

This is clearly just an elaborate and diabolical hoax to gain sympathy, and to make us believe that he “won the moral high ground.” It’s ludicrous to believe that Buzz Aldrin actually punched Bart Sibrel in the jaw on Tuesday. Why, you might as well believe that he walked on the Moon…

Back To Work, Sort Of

Some of you perhaps noticed that I took yesterday off. As I said, I had little substantive to say on the occasion that I hadn’t been saying all along for the past year, and I figured I’d let you focus on all the folks who did. Some bloggers used it as an opportunity to take their best shots, and hope that the hyperfrenetic Instantman would offer them a cherished link. I chose to honor the day by doing nothing. Well, except paying work.

I’ve not warned anyone about this previously, because I feared that, amidst the general emotional environment of this week’s anniversary, the news might set off panic in the streets, and send the Dow plunging once again, but I’m going to Maui next week, and will be posting lightly, or not at all. So yesterday was just a taste of transterrestrial withdrawal, as a way of easing my loyal readers into it.

Fortunately, there are many better sites out there, many of them listed to the left, so you won’t be bereft of commentary. And I’ll be back on the 23rd. I’ll be posting some for the next couple days, but I didn’t want to shock anyone with the news on Friday night.

September 11

I have little to say. I’m not big on anniversaries anyway, given that they’re actually just random contingent events, resulting from the distance of the earth from the Sun. And I’ve been talking about it, on and off, for much of the last year. And I have a lot of (non-blogging) work to do.

I grieve for those who lost loved ones a year ago, but, more importantly, I fear for those who may lose loved ones in the future. I fear that our government isn’t up to the task of preventing further atrocities, further outrages, because a year later, it appears to remain more concerned with bureaucratic empire-building, self-aggrandizement, and local pork than with preventing a repeat of what happened a year ago.

I hope that appearances are wrong, and that at some point, we clarify the nature of the war in which we are engaged. It isn’t a war against terrorism. It is a war against a radical belief system that is ideologically opposed to almost everything upon which our nation and civilization is based. Until it, and the governments that support it, are defeated decisively, the war will not be over, and we will not truly be able to feel safe again.

That is all.

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