OK! Let's go nuts again, talk particles with special reference to Superposition. Our dialogue will possibly result in a wholesale abuse of Superposition, might be another bulldog understanding of the Higgs Field, so be brave, remember that in the end what we're looking for is a back row understanding of "Why has our species become so cringe-worthy, feckless and basically icky." And this time we are giving the Psalms and Anvils of our "Forgiprocal State" of verbs and nouns to the tenuous grasp of quantum of physics.
Heisenberg was born and lived as a Lutheran Christian. I mention this so as to suggest that Heisenberg's uncertainties had a safe place to go to on Sunday Morning this meant he could let his thinking about the Ultimate Nature of Matter produce his Uncertainty Principle: "You cannot know the position and momentum of a particle with absolute precision."
Position for you and I: Where we are - The Noun - The Label - The Address. (None of it Concrete)
Momentum for you and I: Where we're going - The Verb - The Journey - The Tangle. (None of it Concrete)
"What's The Tangle?" I hear the call. The tangle is the daily wrestle for sustenance and meaning. We use the word "Tangle" so we don't have to think of Jim Jordan and the like, naked men and/or boys rolling around, hairy armpits, sweating and panting on the floor.
"I know where I'm going!" Good for you, that makes you the Front Row. and for the Back Row that makes you a prime source of Ick, Feck and Cringe.
In our Back Row World, a Right or Wrong, rather than an Alive or Dead of Schrodinger's Cat, the wrong could be described as "an act of structural perversion." Ask: "What is an Act?" And I'll tell you: "When you step over the edge and treat a Straight-Back form - a person - as a Noun, a tool, an asset, a piece of data."
That Edge is a slope to a frictionless nowhere where the Compound Nouns of Linear Thinkers, such as Final Solution, Free Markets and Free Electricity lie in ruins. If Schrodinger's cat is wrong, it has become a piece of the machinery, it has given up its straight back to survive the box. If the cat is right, it is still Dumbly Insolent, it's still a Verb waiting to Tangle with and maybe bite Schrodinger's Nose.
