#j. robert oppenheimer

[simplicius-simplicissimus]

It’s a story of two different worlds, consciousness and unconsciousness. Most of us are living in those two worlds, one foot in one or the other, and all of us are living on the borderline. That's my definition of human life.

-Haruki Murakami about his novel Kafka on the Shore

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Comment: When we delve into our subconsciousness, we should be prepared to meet our demons. Our dark, animalistic side.

„When we deny the EVIL within ourselves, we dehumanize ourselves, and we deprive ourselves not only of our own destiny but of any possibility of dealing with the EVIL of others.“

-J. Robert Oppenheimer

„Knowing your darkness is the best method for dealing with the darkness of other people.“

-Carl Jung

[mental-food]

My childhood did not prepare me for the fact that the world is full of cruel and bitter things.

-J. Robert Oppenheimer

[spockvarietyhour]

Oppenheimer (2023)

[un-ionizetheradlab]

Why is the New York Times bringing back 1950's-era Oppenheimer discourse?

The '50s called, they want their domestic policy back...

[lisamarie-vee]

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

Science has profoundly altered the conditions of man's life, both materially and in ways of the spirit as well. It has extended the range of questions in which man has a choice. It has extended man's freedom to make significant decisions.

No one can predict what vast new continents of knowledge the future of science will discover.

But we know that as long as men are free to ask what they will, free to say what they think, free to think what they must, science will never regress and freedom itself will never be wholly lost."

-- J. Robert Oppenheimer

[takmiblog]

思慮深いアメリカ人を信じたい

　オッペンハイマーは水爆の研究開発を進めることに対して「それは倫理上の問題がある」と反対した結果、アメリカの国家権力から疎まれて不遇な晩年を過ごしたことが映画では描かれています。ピート・ハミルさんがあるときこんな話をしてくれたのです。原爆投下のとき、彼は小学生で４人兄弟、彼のお母さんはアイルランド系移民の娘で敬虔なクリスチャンだったが、朝食のとき、新聞を片手に、悲しげな表情でこう言われた。

　「愚か者のトルーマンが日本のクリスチャンが大勢いる街に恐ろしい爆弾を落としました。犠牲になった日本の信者のために祈りましょう」

　それを聞いて４人の少年たちも心を暗くして指を組んで懸命に祈ったという。一昔前のアメリカ映画によく描かれる、誠実な中産階級の家族の朝の光景を思い浮かべながらその話を聞いたものです。

　今の世界にあって、僕はピートや彼のお母さんや家族のよう���、謙虚で思慮深いアメリカ人を信じたいと切実に思います。"Make America Great Again!"と大声で叫ぶような人ではなくて。

2024/06/15　朝日新聞

山田洋次　夢をつくる <30>

オッペンハイマーとP・ハミル

[manwalksintobar]

The Manhattan Project // Spencer Reece

First, J. Robert Oppenheimer wrote his paper on dwarf stars—“What happens to a massive star that burns out?” he asked. His calculations suggested that instead of collapsing it would contract indefinitely, under the force of its own gravity. The bright star would disappear but it would still be there, where there had been brilliance there would be a blank. Soon after, workers built Oak Ridge, the accumulation of Cemesto hutments not placed on any map. They built a church, a school, a bowling alley. From all over, families drove through the muddy ruts. The ground swelled about the ruts like flesh stitched by sutures. My father, a child, watched the loads on the tops of their cars tip. Gates let everyone in and out with a pass. Forbidden to tell anyone they were there, my father’s family moved in, quietly, behind the chain-link fence. Niels Bohr said, “This bomb might be our great hope.” My father watched his parents eat breakfast: his father opened his newspaper across the plate of bacon and eggs, his mother smoked Camel straights, the ash from her cigarette cometing across the back of the obituaries. They spoke little. Increasingly the mother drank Wild Turkey with her women friends from the bowling league. Generators from the y-12 plant droned their ambition. There were no birds. General Leslie Groves marched the boardwalks, yelled, his boots pressed the slates and the mud bubbled up like viscera. My father watched his father enter the plant. My shy father went to the library, which was a trailer with a circus tent painted on the side. There he read the definition of “uranium” which was worn to a blur. My father read one Hardy Boys mystery after another. It was August 1945. The librarian smiled sympathetically at the 12-year-old boy. “Time to go home,” the librarian said. They named the bomb Little Boy. It weighed 9,700 pounds. It was the size of a go-kart. On the battle cruiser Augusta, President Truman said, “This is the greatest thing in history.” That evening, my father’s parents mentioned Japanese cities. Everyone was quiet. It was the quiet of the exhausted and the innocent. The quietness inside my father was building and would come to define him. I was wrong to judge it. Speak, Father, and I will listen. And if you do not wish to speak, then I will listen to that.

[watchingalotofmovies]

To End All War: Oppenheimer & the Atomic Bomb

To End All War: Oppenheimer & the Atomic Bomb    [trailer]

Documentary about J. Robert Oppenheimer. Exploring how one man's brilliance, hubris and relentless drive changed the nature of war forever.

An excellent companion piece to Christopher Nolan's film. It obviously covers very similar ground as the movie. But it's nice to see original footage of Oppenheimer and hearing from experts about the historical context.

Oppenheimer is a fascination person. At the end, all the events that had happened clearly seem to haunt him.

Conveniently, the doc is part of the Oppenheimer BluRay.

[davidhudson]

J. Robert Oppenheimer, April 22, 1904 – February 18, 1967.

Los Alamos Laboratory ID badge.

[mental-food]

When we deny the EVIL within ourselves, we dehumanize ourselves, and we deprive ourselves not only of our own destiny but of any possibility of dealing with the EVIL of others.

-J. Robert Oppenheimer

[spockvarietyhour]

Who put Kitty in the cuck chair?

[un-ionizetheradlab]

J. Robert Oppenheimer speaking at UCLA. May 14th, 1964.

[lisamarie-vee]

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

"We know that the only way to avoid error is to detect it and that the only way to detect it is to be free to inquire. And we know that as long as men are free to ask what they must, free to say what they think, free to think what they will, freedom can never be lost, and science can never regress." -- J. Robert Oppenheimer

[saturdaynightlivedork]

Happy 60th anniversary to the 1964 New York World’s Fair!

The Fair, by sheer coincidence, opened on J. Robert Oppenheimer’s 60th birthday. Does anyone know if he went?