February 2012
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January 1795 by Mary Darby Robinson
Pavement slippery, people sneezing, Lords in ermine, beggars freezing; Titled gluttons dainties carving, Genius in a garret starving.
Lofty mansions, warm and spacious; Courtiers cringing and voracious; Misers scarce and wretched heeding; Gallant soldiers fightin, bleeding.
Wives who laugh at passive spouses; Theatres, and meeting-houses; Balls, where simpering misses languish; ...
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You Want a Physicist to Speak at Your Funeral →
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You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that...
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