Reality In Tact

Sometimes I wonder about reality. When I was in high school, we learned about atoms. We were told indisputably that atoms, or I should say the electrons, protons and neutrons, were the smallest building blocks of our universe. Everything was made of the electrons, protons and neutrons, my teachers and the textbooks said, and these sub-atomic particles could not be divided. Well, this was in the 1980s, and the scientific community knew better. But that was not what we were told.

We were not told what the scientific community knew because it was more convenient. I mean, leptons, quarks and whatever else. The point is not what I know about particle physics (which is not much), but that when we were learning stuff and told definitively about the world, the experts knew they were not telling us the truth.

This was more convenient – not telling high schoolers more of the truth. I am not talking about discussing quantum mechanics. I am talking about mentioning that there was more to chemistry than the Bohr model that we learned.

Truth and reality – so many people are bothered when their version of reality when it is challenged. And I am not saying that I am any different.

When you read in the newspaper that some mother smothered her two twin gifts from God and went back to sleep, sometimes your sense of reality changes. You know, what I don't want is for these stories to stop shocking me. My sense of reality is more beautiful than reality truly is, and another part of me will die when this changes.

Short post today; tears streaming down my face.