10.3.18: Poe Glittery In The Gutter


“No indeed, the world is just as concrete, ornery, vile and sublimely wonderful as before, only now I better understand my relation to it and it to me. I’ve come a long way from those days when, full of illusion, I lived a public life and attempted to function under the assumption that the world was solid and all the relationships therein. Now I know men are different and that all life is divided and that only in division is there true health.”
–Ralph Ellison, “Invisible Man”


On this day in 1849 occurred one of the greatest unsolved mysteries in the world of literature. Author Edgar Allan Poe was found in a Baltimore gutter—delirious, incoherent, and not wearing his own clothes. Four days later, he would be dead, having never recovered from the mysterious incident.


One of the greatest American authors of all time. And we still don’t really know the exact circumstances of his death.


There is something very not-right out there—I think you and I can agree on that.

Or rather: you may agree with me right off the bat because you assume we think the same.

My definition of not-right may NOT be the same as yours. Or it may be. We are simply not sure.

But as a baseline we can say: baseline, something is very not-right out there.



In this article Professor Lord Martin Rees hypothesizes that it’s possible a screw-up with the Large Hadron Collider could result in shrinking the entire Earth into a “hyperdense sphere” the size of two football fields:

“…quarks would reassemble themselves into compressed objects called strangelets. That in itself would be harmless. However under some hypotheses a strangelet could, by contagion, convert anything else it encounters into a new form of matter…”

Which, in turn, reminded me of “ice-nine” from the Kurt Vonnegut Jr. novel Cat’s Cradle, which instantly transforms water into ice at room temperature in somewhat of a chain-reaction (turning the entire Earth into a popsicle).

Rees also posited that perhaps a LHC mishap may simply just rip the fabric of space/time as we know it instead—which feels, at least, a bit more “rock n’ roll” to my reckoning.


Well that’s it for today, I guess. Have a good Wednesday.