Or at least someone smarter than me does:
http://physicsfromtheedge.blogspot.com/
Job opening to work on actual science instead of hand-wavy, platform nine and three quarters, oompa-loompa dark matter magic.
There's no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing
Or which way the river's flowing
Is it raining, is it snowing
Is a hurricane a-blowing
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of Hell a-glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing
Yes, the danger must be growing
For the rowers keep on rowing
And they're certainly not showing
Any signs that they are slowing
(Score: 2) by The Mighty Buzzard on Wednesday October 24 2018, @03:10PM
Damn, and me without mod points.
My rights don't end where your fear begins.