Rhea Carnated
Don’t know the dude, musta quit posting before I joined.
Ali De
(half Alive, half Dead)
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I’ve done an experiment on a cat with no name,
The results might boggle your brain.
'Cause the kitty in this quantum entanglement game
Both is and isn’t (simultaneously) slain.
La, la, la la la…
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“We call him Neutron because he’s so positive”
— Dr. Ruth Adams (Faith Domergue) in This Island Earth.
You see – this is why we don’t have a lot of female scientists in our cheesy SF movies (ducks and runs)
I think that asking the name of Schroeedinger’s cat must be the modern equivalent of Tiberius asking “what song did the Sirens sing?”
Assuming its a her. A Male needs something manly, ferocious, with a ‘Z’.
Zaum Bea?
Eigenkatz.
You forgot the 1/sqrt(2).
Unless you’re just saying that cats are inherently not normalized?
I just realized that the obvious name is: Wanted
“Erwin, what did you do to the cat? He looks half-dead.” – Frau Schrödinger
Schrodinger’s dog’s name was Halvsie
And don’t call me Shirley.
Sorry. Someone had to do this.
I don’t think I want to see Schroedinger’s bra.
He didn’t bother to name the cat. The damn thing would never come when he was called.
Abbie. For absurd - the whole point to the example of the cat was to illustrate how absurd quantum physics principles appear when played out at the macro, i.e., our, level.
Or Spooky - fr Einstein’s phrase for quantum entanglement “spooky action at a distance.”
I kind of want to and don’t want to at the same time.
At what point would the “name” wave function collapse? Unless it’s written on the collar, opening the box wouldn’t do it.
I suppose that asking the owner might do it, but suppose he lied?
Felix. Or possibly Tristis.