The question was also posted to the Multivac, but as of this writing, there is insufficient data for a meaningful answer.
In music, there is something called a Shepard tone, which is a series of skillfully combined harmonics that, when listened to as a loop, appears to be constantly ascending.
Perhaps the "expanding universe" is something like that.
That funny sound the videocassette makes when you push it in the VCR, and the tape winds around the drum, and finally it starts playing.
I can't read a story about this probe without hearing Jerry Lewis screaming in my head.
I would say that "reboot" can mean different things, in much the same way that "Zathras" can refer to more than one individual, depending on how you pronounce it
I guess in multiverse #2, Isaac Asimov's story "The Last Question" would have been quite different.
Are you remembering this?
(I remember reading that Science & Mechanics article in the day.)
... I imagined that someone discovered a mechanism in genes that favored survival if there were exactly two or three neighboring genes, and non-survival if there were fewer or greater numbers. Oh, and something about a new gene being 'created' when there are exactly 3 neighboring ones.
The toughest part is to make sure they don't scream as they destruct; the licensing fees would be too expensive.
Not to worry, there will probably be no one there to hear it, so it won't make any noise.
but will it be televised?
It will be televised, but no one will watch it live. They will DVR it so they can skip the commercials.
Okay, I will probably be modded down for this, but it's worth saying. And for the record, I'm opposed to needlessly killing animals.
The first time I heard about eagles being killed by windmills, I imagined one being cut down while flying from point A to point B, not noticing that there was this lethal windmill in its path. Then, I saw a video on a website of an actual eagle death by windmill (and I apologize for not being able to find & post the link here) and was very surprised bu what I saw. Basically, the eagle was "dancing" with the windmill, repeatedly flying around it over and over. Like a moth flying around a flame. Eventually, the two paths intercepted, and the eagle was hit by the blade.
So part of me wanted to scream "stupid eagle!" and make the natural selection comment. But maybe there is something hypnotic going on that makes the bird want to investigate this strange whirling object?
Maybe a solution to the problem isn't to grant power companies "permits" to kill eagles, but to find a way to repel them rather than attract them.
My wife won't let me.
Imagine there's no government.
It's easy if you try.
Does anybody really care?