Thesis Part 3
Right about now, an optimistic soul would review the litany of disaster, disease, heartache and death we’ve tallied off, and remind us that the 2nd Law of Thermodynamics–cold hard fact thought it is–shouldn’t elicit existential despair.
To many of a certain philosophical bent, the effects of the Second Law have implications that are monumentally hopeful and even down right religious. Consider that, if indeed we live in a universe that is beholden to measurable, ever-increasing amounts of entropy–if we’re on a downward and inevitable slide into chaos, than we should be able to look backwards up the slide.
The believer can then trace her way backwards up the scale into a prehistory of exponentially-increasing order and harmony. Somewhere up there at the top of the slide is a dewy green morning, a faerie queen, an eden, a gentle bodhisattva–the perfect singularity–the hand of god.
Conversely, a doe-eyed and quite optimistic humanist might entreat us to consider that the Second Law is just a fancy way of measuring impermanence.
And to the optimist, measuring impermanence is just plain silly–there ain’t no getting around it, and why would you want to? Love, laughter and orgasms cannot exist in a vacuum. Wonderful things end, but then so do terrible things.
Like the fella says, “all that meat and no potatoes, just ain’t right, like green tomatoes.”