Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Attaining Recoherence

Dear God! I was just thinking I had a moment to blog and this drops into my lap. We can use quantum entanglement at the macroscopic level. Who knew? The mind reels. Our problem is that 'entanglement thus foils entanglement, a process known as decoherence.' But we may be able to recohere or, rather, prevent decoherence. It's all I ever wanted to do. Perhaps they'll have recoherence sweat lodges in Scotland or weekends in Hampshire or, for the very busy, an awayday in Godalming. It beats aligning your chakras any day.
Don't you just love physicists? Well, no, of course not. But they can be just so damned interesting. Physics is a room full of Peter Mandelsons.
PS It just struck me that, if any of this is true, everybody is wrong about everything.


  1. The more I learn about quantum mechanics, the more I'm convinced it's a set of mathematical constructs pretending to have something to do with reality.
    In fact, I'm trying to make it my life's (what's left of it) work to expose it as a load of tosh. Unfortunately, I'm easily ...

    Whoo -hoo! There goes a dog with a fluffy tail!

    If I can just find an alternative explanation for Young's Double Slit ... Oh, & tunnel diodes ...

    There's that dog again.

  2. Decoherence sounds like a total clusterfuck.

  3. Strictly speaking, it's a Mongolian Clusterfuck.

  4. Biologists are prone to arrogance, physicists to madness.

  5. This is what happens when a simulation tries to examine itself too closely.

  6. Here we go again, casting aspersions on us poor electrons, "look at that lot," I hear them snigger, "bombing around, breaking the speed limit, absolutely no mass, dirty little sods, always up and atom, wouldn't want one of them living next door."
    Well, I've got news for you lot, it ain't us, it's the others, those randy little quarks, bunch of bleedin' Gell-Mannites, slithering around behind your back, playing at being invisible, before you know where you are, wham bang, thank you ma'am.
    Wouldn't mind but while this is going on there's always some pervy twat in a white coat peering through a telescope, fiddling with his degausser, drooling all over his apparatus, enough, I say, electrons unite, stick together!!