One of the most fundamental unanswered questions in physics is why there is something instead of nothing.
I don't mean this in an existential sense, although now that I come to think of it, it's about the most existential question there is. But this isn't asking if there is some sort of final cause for the universe, be it a Creator or whatever other spin you could put on it. No, this is a purely scientific question, and one which has defied all attempts to answer it.
The basic problem stems from the issue of antimatter. You probably know that for every particle, there is a corresponding antiparticle that has the same mass-energy but opposite properties -- protons and antiprotons, electrons and positrons (anti-electrons), neutrons and antineutrons, and so forth. Brought into contact, matter and antimatter undergo mutual annihilation, and all of that mass is converted to gamma rays with an energy release as determined by Einstein's famous equation E = mc^2.
So far, nothing particularly surprising, especially if you've watched any of the various iterations of Star Trek, with their starships powered by an "antimatter core" brought into contact with matter in a controlled way and using the energy released to propel the ship. (And, just about every other week, having a "warp core breach" leading to an uncontrolled matter-antimatter explosion, a catastrophe averted each time only minutes before the credits roll.)
Here's the rub, though. All of the current models of the Big Bang suggest that at the beginning of the universe, matter and antimatter should have been created in equal amounts, like the energy equivalent of figure and ground. They then should have collided, releasing the energy as photons, ultimately resulting in a universe that has zero matter of either kind except for the transient "virtual" particle pairs that are created from photons and more or less instantaneously come back together again, mutually annihilating and producing more photons.
Why, then, is there an imbalance? Why do we see all this left-over matter -- the planets and stars around us -- instead of a universe filled with nothing but photons? (Yes, I know, if that were the case we wouldn't be there to "see" it. Just play along, okay?)
Some have suggested that distant galaxies might be antimatter; after all, at a distance you wouldn't be able to tell the difference. But the problem with that is if this were true, there would be an interface somewhere between the supposed antimatter galaxy and the nearest matter galaxy, and at that interface there would be constant collisions of matter and antimatter -- so you'd see a sort of curtain of gamma-ray production representing the boundary. We see no such thing anywhere we look. From the observational data we have, it appears that all of the visible objects in the universe are made of ordinary matter.
Nota bene: Observational data also do not support that a planet made of antimatter would have identical people with opposite personalities, such as Evil Spock With A Beard.
Which leaves one of the biggest puzzles in physics still unanswered.
But it's this kind of conundrum that drives science, and had pushed us toward understanding some of the deepest mysteries of the universe. It might be frustrating, but that's the way research works. As Richard Feynman put it, "I'd rather have questions that cannot be answered than answers that cannot be questioned."
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Like many people, I've always been interested in Roman history, and read such classics as Tacitus's Annals of Imperial Rome and Suetonius's The Twelve Caesars with a combination of fascination and horror. (And an awareness that both authors were hardly unbiased observers.) Fictionalized accounts such as Robert Graves's I, Claudius and Claudius the God further brought to life these figures from ancient history.
One thing that is striking about the accounts of the Roman Empire is how dangerous it was to be in power. Very few of the emperors of Rome died peaceful deaths; a good many of them were murdered, often by their own family members. Claudius, in fact, seems to have been poisoned by his fourth wife, Agrippina, mother of the infamous Nero.
It's always made me wonder what could possibly be so attractive about achieving power that comes with such an enormous risk. This is the subject of Mary Beard's book Twelve Caesars: Images of Power from the Ancient World to the Modern, which considers the lives of autocrats past and present through the lens of the art they inspired -- whether flattering or deliberately unflattering.
It's a fascinating look at how the search for power has driven history, and the cost it exacted on both the powerful and their subjects. If you're a history buff, put this interesting and provocative book on your to-read list.
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