The end of the world may be upon us in 30 minutes (3pm, Manila time), if we were to trust in the prescience of the doomsayers who claim that the start-up of the Large Hadron Collider in Geneva will be the end of us. The Large Hadron Collider will be smashing together protons at super-fast speed in order to unlock many long-shielded mysteries of the universe. Critics have warned that the experiment will create mini-black holes that will essentially disintegrate the earth. Every credible scientific organization has reassured that the LHC will do no such thing, but still...
Why live-blog? This is the sort of event that warrants some form of commemorative exercise, but which is not serious enough suffer through the embarrassment of calling together your friends and family for one final group hug.
I'll be online for around 2 hours at least. If we all are still there, I have to rush off to the hospital to attend to a sick relative.
2:48. Am I being too blase? If this were the end of my life alone, I'd be freaking out, tearing hairs, inhaling all kinds of smoke. But in this scenario, everybody kicks the bucket, and that is somehow more comforting to me. Something like that old saying, "It's not enough that I succeed, all my friends must fail as well."
2:53. I settled on the BBC as the channel of choice these last few minutes. The Beeb has been reassuringly silent about our impending doom. During the Cold War,
the BBC had planned to broadcast The Sound of Music should the U.K. be sieged with a nuclear attack. If the BBC suddenly switches over to a Viennese pastoral scene and an insane nun turning round and round, we know what that means.
3:00. BBC reports that it begins at 3:30. So I started thirty minutes too early.
3:04. Stephen Hawking interviewed on BBC, reassuring all of us in that inimitable voice of his that we are all safe. Somehow, I'm not wholly reassured.
3:08. For about a minute or so, CNN could not get in touch with its Geneva correspondent for her on-the-scene report. The touch of concern on the CNN anchor's voice as he tried to reach the Geneva reporter leads me to surmise that he too wondered whether the end of the world had begun.
3:22. Studio 23 has a live broadcast of the NCAA Cheerleading Competitions, now featuring Perpetual. The cheerleaders, the fans, oblivious to it all. There are many worst places to be at the end of life than at a cheerleading competition.
3:25. I guess, before the end, its worth dashing off one final haiku. Here goes. "Trans-fats in the end/Proved to be an utterly/ludicrous worry."
3:30. Interview with a scientist on BBC who says the experiment will take 2 hours to complete. Right now, I am wishing for a 24-hour tabloid news channel, whose anchors will basically be freaking out right now.
If local TV were covering this event as a live-end-of-the-world thing, expect a live mass and rosary.
3:38. It begins, and my fingers remain chubby.
3:42. Scientist on BBC claims that the LHC event may be aptly compared to landing man on the moon. Somewhere in the United States, Neil Armstrong is firing a gun at his television set.
3:46. College of Saint Benilde wins 2nd-runner up in the 2008 NCAA Cheerleading Competition.
3:51. Thirteen minutes in, and I still exist. Will step out the house a while to test whether my lungs still exist.
3:59. I still feel sympathetic towards those doomsayers who filed the lawsuit to stop the LHC experiment. Surely, they had the best of motives
4:07. I first heard of the Supercollider experiment on Aaron Sorkin's The West Wing, Episode 59,
Dead Irish Writers. A terminally-ill professor (Hector Eliozondo) lobbies Josh, his former student, to convince a Senator to stop blocking funds for the Supercollider. It ends with some big speech about discovery being the fundamental mandate of humans. Hector Eliozondo makes things better, he's like Ajinomoto that way.