As much as I admire Dr. Albert Einstein’s life and works I was a bit miffed that he detested science fiction. Einstein believed that sci-fi distorts pure science and deludes readers into thinking they possess scientific understanding. The good doctor recommended total abstinence from sci-fi. I can respect that, but I do like to indulge once in awhile. I guess I’m no Einstein in that respect. He also opined that folks who claim to have seen flying saucers, should keep it to themselves. He probably wouldn’t have enjoyed most of what passes for talk radio these days, either.
I guess Einstein just didn’t relate to popular culture even though he was and remains a popular icon. He certainly was not a conformist by any stretch. I suppose a conformist would have a difficult time of reaching beyond popular “common wisdom” to come up with the Theory of Relativity. On the other hand, while I reached some sort of validation by making a living through popular culture, I never could relate to it. My disconnect, is another way I’m no Einstein. I’m closing the gap in this respect, though.
“Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions.”–Albert Einstein
The above quotation expresses his sympathy with people like me. While I’ve long held views which strongly part company with conventional wisdom and easy popular opinion, I’ve had to work very hard at the expression of those views. In this day and age, swimming against the current is more risky. However, this exersize is where inner strength is found. Going with today’s flow isn’t only lazy, it’s dangerous.
I’m sure Einstein would have been a blogger. I’d love to read his blog posts. Dr. Einstein deeply adored animals. He cared for a cat that became depressed during rainy days. He was rumored to have said to the melancholy cat, “I know what’s wrong, dear fellow, but I don’t know how to turn it off”. Here’s another place we merge. I’m fascinated with animals and enjoy their company. Even certain varieties of insects, in their place, have my love and respect.
“Reading, after a certain age, diverts the mind too much from its creative pursuits. Any man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking.”–Albert Einstein
At first blush, I used to strongly disagree with this opinion of his. But as I’ve aged and have time to analyze the quote in today’s context, I certainly not only agree but I’m working to ease away from much of the media. The folks who know me well, have witnessed this slow easing away for much of my life.
I used to be an insatiable bookworm. The public libraries where I’ve lived have the proof of that aspect of my life on file somewhere. I’ve also spent a small fortune on books that I couldn’t find in libraries. I extend the compulsion of reading books to the consumption of teevee, radio and the Internet. I’m still a voracious reader of books and the web, but I am backing off more. I’m also much more mindful of my consumption habits. While I’m not much of an Einstein in this regard, it is a quality I admire and am independently coming to understand and to develop.
Dr. Einstein was most famous for his genius level skills in scientific knowledge and advanced mathematics. Nobel Prize level genius skills were his in abundance. Simply put, I can’t even come close here. I’m no Einstein.
The Blue Jay of Happiness is glad to know that Einstein loved animal life.