Monty Python did a nice job of melding music and science near the end of The Meaning Of Life.
The other day, I told you to be like Rock Dad and check things out. You can’t check everything out, so one handy trick is to consider the source. We shouldn’t have been surprised that Airborne turned out to be bogus. It was created by a school teacher, after all. We trust school teachers, but we shouldn’t expect them to invent medicines.
I like Monty Python a lot. A weakness of mine is to assume that people I like are also intelligent. Motorhead’s lyrics are ironic, whereas Kiss’ songs are kind of dumb. Even if I think Monty Python’s Eric Idle is smart, is it safe to assume that he bothered to get his facts straight when he wrote “The Galaxy Song?” Good question. Let’s take a look.
Just remember that you’re standing on a planet that’s evolving
And revolving at 900 miles an hour
That’s orbiting at 19 miles a second, so it’s reckoned
A sun that is the source of all our power
The sun and you and me, and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm at 40,000 miles an hour
Of the galaxy we call the Milky Way
Our galaxy itself contains 100 billion stars
It’s 100,000 light years side-to-side
It bulges in the middle, 16,000 light years thick
But out by us it’s just 3,000 light years wide
We’re 30,000 light years from galactic central point
We go round every 200 million years
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whiz
As fast as it can, go at the speed of light, you know
Twelve million miles a minute
And that’s the fastest speed there is.
So remember when you’re feeling very small and insecure
How amazingly unlikely is your birth
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space
Because there’s bugger all down here on Earth.
Not bad. Not bad at all. 4 Lemmys.
Keep on keeping on,