ARRRGH! Reality stold my fictional idea!
What is the point, I ask you, of making up a new science fictional idea, such as that the whole sidereal universe is merely a singularity or wormhole defect in a larger universe (hidden from our view by the event horizon known as the lightspeed boundary that seems to be 15 billion lightyears from us, and retreated at the speed of the Hubble Expansion) — if some real scientists is just going to come along and suggest, using real math and real observations, what you meant merely to be a wild speculation?
According to scientist Nikodem Poplawski, as reported in sciencemag, we may be living in a wormhole. That was my idea, and, far from being novel or original, it turns out to be actually respectable enough to appear in a peer-reviewed journal!
Here is the quote from SciFiWire:
Per sciencemag:
According to Poplawski’s calculations, the collapse of a giant star in another universe could have created a wormhole, a space-time conduit to another universe. Between these two openings, conditions could have developed that were similar to those we associate with the big bang, and therefore our universe could have formed within the wormhole.
Such a scenario could address the quandaries about gravity and the expanding universe. If another universe existed before our own, gravity could be traced back to a point where it did unite with the nuclear forces and electromagnetism. And if our universe is now expanding toward the other end of the wormhole, this movement–rather than the elusive dark energy–could account for our expanding universe.
Well, since that idea was already stolen by Poplawski, I will just have to make up a story idea that is completely new and never been done before, such as an Invasion — a military invasion! — but from Mars! Then, when the human race is wiped out by Tripods, in a surprise ending, the only two survivors, cowering in Hodmimmur’s Wood, will be named Lif and Lifrasthir, who will turn out to be Adam and Eve! The alien world was our Earth all along! I can see dead people! Gort is the master! Rosebud is actually Luke’s Father!! And then the little rabbity guy will break his glasses and not be able to read any of the books he wanted to. Irony!
[NOTE TO THE HUMOR IMPAIRED: I am kidding, of course. I have never had an original idea in my life, and I hope never to, since I have the same mistrust of original ideas as the Preacher in Ecclesiastes. I have heard this idea — that the boundary conditions of the visible universe form an even horizon — floating around some years ago, so it is hardly new; and I am also, despite being possessed of the ungodly arrogance which is the entrance qualification and besetting sin of writers and artists, painfully well aware that I am not Isaac Asimov or Stephen Baxter or Robert L. Forward. I am not even E.E. Doc Smith: my highest ambition is to follow in the footsteps of Maxwell Grant or World Wrecker Hamilton.]
[NOTE TO THE NOTE TO THE HUMOR IMPAIRED: That last note was not entirely serious either. Why does anyone trust what a man who makes up stories for a living has to say about his story writing?]
About John C Wright
John C. Wright is a practicing philosopher, a retired attorney, newspaperman, and newspaper editor, and a published author of science fiction. Once a Houyhnhnm, he was expelled from the august ranks of purely rational beings when he fell in love; but retains an honorary title.
