I love your style. My folks recently streamed the collection of your “Cosmos” series which ran on PBS billions and billions of years ago. OK, maybe it wasn’t billions, but it was before I was born. It was sort of low-tech, but I have to say that the special effects were probably the most awesome thing to come to public television in its whole entire history. I also loved that you weren’t afraid to be your dorky self. What’s up with the jackets and turtlenecks? Again, I’m sure it was the styliest look going in the early 80s.
But enough about all that superficial stuff. What I really wanted to tell you was that if you were my science teacher, I would pay attention. Why can’t school be as interesting as “Cosmos”? I learned more about pulsars, nebulas and cosmic time in two hours than I have in hours upon hours of boring class assignments. People say that television will destroy your mind. But those people are probably thinking of The Housewives of Beverly Hills or Jersey Shore.
But this is my question… why do I have to go to school anyway? Why can’t learning be fun and interesting and include lots of different things like video? I can just tell by the way you talk about the stars that you were just bursting at the seams to share this coolness with the world. Wasn’t “Cosmos” what television was supposed to be? Instead, it’s full of junk that mostly makes me feel bad about myself. I should be able to learn whatever I want to learn, whenever it suits me. Does that sound revolutionary? I think I’ll have a talk with some decision-makers in my personal little universe over here.
But let’s get back to “Cosmos.” I really loved your ideas about how everything is connected and that we’re all made of “star stuff.” This is a nice concept when I am thinking of me being connected to someone like, let’s say, Kit Harrington. But does that mean I’m also connected to Mrs. Stavos, my science teacher? How can that be? How can we all come from the same place but be so different? How can people make such a big deal about our little problems, when we are ultimately so, so, so tiny in the greater scheme of things?
My brain hurts… but in a good way. Anyway, I just really wanted to tell you that I like the way you have more questions than opinions. I’m going to try to be more that way. Questions make a person interesting. Opinions are so tired.
Always,
Capra
Do we have a Henry David Thoreau in the making. No it’s a Capra Such depth
Thanks, Perry! I may be writing to Henry David Thoreau soon (yep– I write to long gone celebs too!). I hope you keep reading and that there are some girls in your life who would like to keep up with my celebrity antics!
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