Archive for February 16, 2011


Posted in Poetry with tags , , on February 16, 2011 by telescoper

Since I posted an item about Shelley a couple of days ago I’ll use that as an excuse to post this famous poem by him.It’s a well-known piece, but not a lot of people know that it was actually written in 1817, as part of a sonnet-writing contest between Shelley and Horace Smith.

I wonder why it always makes me think of STFC?

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away”.


Biology done like Particle Physics

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on February 16, 2011 by telescoper

Here, courtesy of Abstruse Goose, is an illustration of what Biology would be like if it were done by particle physicists. I hasten to add that no actual frogs were harmed in the making of this post.