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17 July 2007

Other yous and other mes will celebrate a Sox victory

Alex_cora_from_wikipedia At Science Musings, Chet Raymo offers perhaps the clearest--and certainly the wittiest--explanation I've heard of the theory of parallel universes. He ends:

Now if all of this sounds wildly farfetched and almost impossible to understand, well, it's because it is wildly farfetched and almost impossible to understand (which is not to say that some wildly imaginative physicists don't take it seriously). I only mention it because it's baseball season. And -- well, once again, the Boston Red Sox are out in front of the league, but you know what's going to happen.

In this universe (the one we inhabit) they'll win the pennant and lose the Series in the bottom of the last inning of the seventh game. Two men out, a man on base, the Sox leading by one run. A grounder to short. The throw to first. A bounce -- to the left, or to the right -- a bounce so finely tuned that it all depends on a quantum event occurring somewhere back along the line of endlessly-fissioning parallel universes.

The bounce is to the left. The catch is missed. The next man up knocks the ball out of the park. The Sox, not unexpectedly, lose.

But here, dear friends, is a source of solace. In any number of parallel universes the bounce is to the right and the catch is made. In those other universes, other yous and other mes will celebrate a Sox victory. And in some greater heaven that overlooks all of these parallel universes, Schrodinger's cat smiles.

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