Don't you just love it when I post blogs like this?
Okay, it's impossibly far away. Now, what about the seemingly incidental fact that that planet's gravity is 3-4 times stronger than ours. That means I would weigh something like 900 lbs. Better make my bicycle wheels out of solid rubber. And my car's wheels. Not to mention that fact that my car would require 10 times the gas to bring my super-heavy frame to the Gliese supermarket, where I would struggle, not only to load the 50 lbs watermelons into my grocery cart, but even to just stand up.
|(Image shamelessly plundered from the Drudge Report)|
I think I'll stay here, be overweight here, not run marathons here, and live between the freezing cold and the roasting heat (called Spring and Fall in Barry's Bay) right here.
The whole point of this post was to launch my vitriolic scorn against those who refer to new discoveries like that planet as "potentially habitable," as if that is the only reason why we should be studying space. Long after my descendants have risen up and removed all traces of the Suzukis and the Gores there will be plenty of room left for them on this fairly clean planet to practice NFP and worship God (but not in that order). I love space science, I just hate the way NASA and the media sexies everything up. I would be quite excited to hear some day that they have discovered some trilobite-like animals on the Gliese 581 planet.