Friday, November 09, 2007

Carl Sagan: 9 Νοεμβρίου 1934 - 20 Δεκεμβρίου 1996

Το έχω ξαναποστάρει το κείμενο, αλλά μού φαίνεται το πιο κατάλληλο για την σημερινή επέτειο.
Στο video, από τον ίδιο τον Carl Sagan.

We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you know, everyone you love, everyone you've ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines. Every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every 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 the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. 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. It is up to us.
It's been said that astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience.
To my mind, 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 and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish this pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.

*Περισσότερα: The Carl Sagan Portal


oTheos said...

Ti na po...
Autos o anthropos einai sto DNA mou! Eixa mageutei apo auton mikros kai den to iksera. Pitsirikas me thimamai na kathomai magemenos apo ton ntokimanter tou. Ton ksanaanakalipsa mathimatikos pia kai ton ektimisa akoma perissotero.
I foni tou me sigkinei akoma kai exontas pia diavasei sxedon ola tou ta vivlia, einai gia mena enas poli spoudaios anthropos.
Den thaumasa pote epistimones giati sinithos mou tin dinoun alla auton ton thaumazo giati einai anas anthropinos epistimonas me agapi gia tin gnosi kai euri pneuma. Einai pragmatika krima pou pethane tosos neos pou opos eipe kai o idios den prolave na dei auta pou o idios epithimouse!

Citronella said...

Πιστεύω κι εγώ πως είναι από τις σπάνιες εξαιρέσεις επιστήμονα που δεν τον απορρόφησε η επιστήμη - και πιστεύω επίσης πως το συγκεκριμένο απόσπασμα θα έπρεπε να το διδάσκονται όλοι στο σχολείο.
Για αυτά που είδε πάντως, πάλι είδε πολύ περισσότερα από όσα ο μέσος άνθρωπος μπορεί να διανοηθεί ότι υπάρχουν..:)

oTheos said...

Makari na to didaskontan sta sxoleia...Auto elega kai ego xthes! Ti pio epoikodomitiko apo auto...
Minimata gia ton anthropismo, oikologia, epistimi. Alla mallon san anekdoto akougetai distixos auto... Carl Sagan sta sxoleia.

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