Again in the center of the underventilated balcony for a very interesting play ($6). Spent most of the second half of it leaning forward to try to find the center of my airspace. A play staged about life under a certain social system within living memory -- these were the figurations of life then. Farce, yes, but even in high relief, very meaningful. And the situations apparently still involve the local mind -- audience quite involved once they got into the scheme of things. (People tend to be livelier with more oxygen -- a fact well known to actors and long-distance bus drivers.)
Interesting story in the news on ambitious plans for another supercollider on a vast scale. I really have a hard time believing that, if they listed every experiment they planned to do, and then thought up every possible outcome, it still wouldn't be cheaper just to run subsequent technological streams in parallel, and then, whatever works, represented the outcome of the experiment. Joking. Mostly. This sort of thing does awaken the Luddite in me. Generating unpredictable entities vis a vis time, space, catching the planet on fire, etc. would seem to have to offer extraordinary rewards in order to make the game worth the candle. Perhaps humanity is simply an ignition device of the planet.
Local realities, as always, are more worth my attention, but sometimes I see these sorts of things on the news and wonder if there might be a moral obligation to raise the point that more people ought to be focusing on their local realities. Sputnik logic, Heidegger called it.