Even though one of you (faithful
readers) told me that my thoughts on Crazy
Horse were too long, we will address this issue of size calmly
and carefully, utilizing the newest edition to the fleet of Love Boats
as our metaphor.
Now this is really big. Word of the discovery of the now incontrovertible fact that neutrinos have mass drew over 300 physicists and will affect theories about the formation and evolution of galaxies and -- are you ready? -- the ultimate fate of the Universe. If, as is now thought to be proven, neutrinos actually have mass, the innumerably inestimable quantity of them would drastically increase the overall mass of the Universe possibly altering the result of calculations which previously have determined the rate of its expansion from the central opening phenomenon, known obfuscatingly as the "Big Bang." John Updike poetically referred to the fetterless passage of neutrinos through the mass of the Earth as "like dust maidens down a drafty hall," but clearly if the findings of the Kamiokande Collective in Japan are true, it may be more like, "small fingers feeling their way gently down the spine of the world, tingling and touching all the vital spots, undetected like a succubus who kisses and leaves us wondering.. was it real or a dream?"
So, when all the calculations are figured and the tract balls are finally at rest, a fact (feared and disputed) emerges triumphant: size is not the most important thing, it may well be the only thing.