​“THE QUBIT PRIZE”

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I draw a wavepacket, positive-side-only like sine-squared under a Gaussian envelope, on the chalk board…

The professor finishes speaking with other students, I point to my wavepacket and say, “This being the positron deBroglie wave when it passes through a Young’s Double Slit it will interfere with itself only partially nulling, as there’s no negative probability to fully cancel it.” But the professor instantly says, “It doesn’t work that way.”

“It doesn’t work that way.” That was a phrase I’d heard in freshman summer orientation when I’d asked about a laser beam split and half-delayed interfering with itself crossing at a very shallow angle leaving a dark zone yet thereby imputing a longitudinal force, “It doesn’t work that way,” was the way physics was-or-wasn’t working…

Nobody was working anyway in physics: Newton hadn’t calculated the effect of finite lightspeed on an accelerating train while the other end is running late, Faraday calculated B-flux through a loop by sine canceling its effect on the nearer pickup wire but there was an equivalent view of flux-in-minus-flux-out that left a transformer paradox when driven from opposite sides such that the B-fields mutually canceled, Maxwell had shrunk Faraday’s shorted insight with calculus, Einstein had guessed relativity was square-law without calculating Newton’s linear-law that would have told him there was no inertial equivalence—indeed—there was no fore-and-aft-symmetry: like stellar aberration is angular there is also linear, stellar aberration... And the future of electrodynamics was going to say that dynamically expanding magnetic fields didn’t even have deBroglie wavelengths tinier than a thickness of wire.

So now the professor was telling me moving positrons had deBroglie mass-momentum-waves that didn’t need the EM-field to wave by its probability of existence and interfere like photons did… or at least in the equations photons did… but, what, was, a mass-momentum-wave if not gamma-photons mutually convolved over a spatial extent…

I go on to religion class, a professor spouting mythology, He asks the class to compare St. John’s Revelation to a drug-induced-vision… They still don’t know that religion is where-man-comes-from and where-law-comes-from… long-before dinosaurs including the cryolophosaurus, coexisted-with mankind and, co-ate-each-other, on Mars…

I study late as usual that evening and then ponder things as I rest late at night or so-late it’s next morning…

A package comes the next afternoon from Scientific American, a cubic package, wrapped in Christmas colors, but early for Christmas. I open it and find—you guessed it—a cubic “Qubit” cube, Already powered on and shimmering, flickery… flickerily… A cover letter says, “Dear Sir: The Advanced Fields Computer in our contest department says that you will win the Quantumlah prize enclosed for your acceptance; Be sure to sign your receipt and return it by yesterday.” (See, that’s how I knew the future of electrodynamics yesterday: Advanced Fields Transmissions.) The instructions read Japanese’ish: “Press on forehead, click three times and repeat, ‘There’s no place like home…’” I reread the instructions and, pressing, click-click-click, “there’s no place like home…” and da capo, twice, thrice…

Nothing happens but the same flickery shimmering... I set it down, upright, lean back, and think on other things—

Adam Geb married his sister Kh’Eve Nuit a few years before their 65th, Then Ra sired Cain, But Kh’An Shw (THE-LORD YHW) a hundred moons later sired a second son, Abel, instead of a daughter, So Shw’s-brother Hwt (later famously T’Hwt, or, Thoth) sired a daughter for them, not that Eve approved but, a second would become first if there were no other but, there is, another, Adam’s tenth, which ratchets-up their history thereafter, meanwhile she’s second-lineage because he her-sire was at that time… I too should soon be thinking about starting family—it’s the way of man since 13.8 billion years ago shortly after the Big Bang—man whose closest genetic relative is the oversexed bonobo but skeletal-feature-wise closer to an oversexed alpha-male orang who probably was the smarter-enough of two alpha-brothers to realize it was not worth destroying himself trying to out-alpha another alpha, and instead took what females would follow him, and left-off fighting, ‘til, beastly thoughts occurred to him, the bane of superior-intelligence, and he commandeered a harem of female bonobos and one or more produced a hairless runt by him, which became the first man, of 13.8 billion years ago… but then-again actually our own prior man, Adam’s parentage, had a 10×10 senior-siring matrix to overcome inbreeding faults and make daily whoopee, pondering whether that’d work for me, for men and women, on Earth: maybe daily/weekly sex extends longevity…

The Qubit has stopped shimmering, but the top of it shows a word, “YES”… I turn the Qubit over: a USB slot but no battery hatch… I put the Qubit back down, upright… ‘WHOA’—! The whole room just flipped over, and back upright…

I ponder how long it'll take the quantum bit to disentangle from my brain singularity….

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Mr. Raymond Kenneth Petry UH Manoa Senior Visitor Guest student (with 4 yr. fte studies) (prior BA Mathematics UCSD 1973) 'Not to beat a dead dinosaur on Mars, from Earth...' â–ºhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32q5lvWkgu4