pavlov’s cats
I have sworn (loudly and inappropriately on occasion … well I didn’t think it was inappropriate but the twitching of my dining companions is usually a good indication of these things) that i will make a short book entitled “all the schrodinger’s cat jokes ever (for a given value of ever)” which will collate as many schrodinger’s cat experiment jokes as possible into a single tome. I am optimistic that this will bring about one of two things:
- Having created a critical mass of terrible Schrödinger’s cat jokes the printing of the first book will tear open a gateway to another set of dimensions through which all Schrödinger’s cat jokes will be sucked, thus sparing us all.
- The shear diversity of the book will raise the bar for all Schrödinger’s cat jokes, thus leading to a new enlightened era where no-one else ever need draw a picture solely consisting of “Schrödinger being angry with a cat” ever again.
I mean it’s not even like it highlights one of the more interesting aspects of quantum theory. If the criteria for a quantum object were simply that “no-one can see it right now so we can’t be absolutely sure what it’s doing” then i have some incredibly bad news for people in darkened rooms everywhere.


