Continuing this week's alien theme, I finally finished reading through Neal deGrasse Tyson's latest book, Take Me to Your Leader last night. It's a fun little romp through all of the pop culture, credible sworn testimony, conspiracy theories, and blurry pictures of the last eighty or so years, along with reasonable musings on the Fermi Paradox, what forms extraterrestrial life (and their perceptions and senses) might take, etc. etc. With all that, we are left with one stark, undeniable observation:
There is not one whit of actual evidence of alien visitation. No artifacts, no hard data, and, despite upwards of seven billion digital cameras on this planet, no unambiguous pictures.
With that uncomfortable truth in mind, the author plows forward with his usual good-natured skeptical, slightly sarcastic way, considering all sides of the issues and philosophical conundrums. It is very clear that he's open to any evidence, even an outright personal abduction. However, to date, there just isn't any there there, and he's quick to gently point this out.
Recommended, but only if you generally like this sort of thing.
Finally, if you do manage to get yourself abducted, please take Seth Shostak's advice and pocket an alien artifact on your way out the door/hatch/portal/whatever. We've all had more than enough of heartfelt testimony on these matters. It's time for a metamaterial multitool, or whatever else they're using these days. Plonk it down on the table in front of skeptics, say a hearty "nyeh-nyeh-nyeh," donate it to the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum, write a bestseller, and enjoy the good life.
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