An Exclusive (Somewhat Apocryphal) Interview with Stephen Hawking on the British Petroleum Deepwater Oil Spill Event — Horizon

All this nambypambyism about the Gulf Oil Spill has got me down, so I figured I’d go to the smartest guy on the planet to get his what’s what.

I met Stephen Hawking at his perch at the Mt. Palomar observatory. It took me a few moments to get used to his computer-generated voice, but once I did, it was the only voice I could imagine being attached to that kind of cerebrum.

“I like to look at the stars,” he told me. “It puts our little mortal lives into high relief.”

“I would have thought they would shrink our little lives.”

“That, too. … It’s all a matter of perspective.”

“That’s what I’d like to talk to you about, sir—Mr. Hawking. … Perspective. …And about this oil spill in the Gulf. … You see … I was there. About a dozen years ago, I drove my wife and her parents from New Orleans to Tallahassee, and we took the longer route, along the coast. They’re from Japan, and it was sugoi this and subarashii that—“wonderful” and “stunning.” It’s called the Emerald Coast because the water is this intense blue-green. I’ve been in 30 countries, and I’ve not seen a body of water more beautiful, nor the white, fine sands around Destin and Mexico Beach—fine as salt, white to almost hurt the eyes … I haven’t seen a better perspective anywhere, and I feel like it’s a crime, it’s a bloody, stinking crime against Nature … like a sin … if we can still understand that word … and I’m wondering what we’ve done, what this whole damn corporatism has done to our world, what our consumptive-consumerist mania has done, and if, in your wisdom, you see some way we’re gonna get out of this, get beyond it, repair things, restore the balance.”

“Somewhere right now,” he said after a pause, “there are galaxies colliding. The probability of life forms like us, and much greater than us, far more intelligent and far more compassionate beings … the probability of such life forms existing in at least one of those galaxies is, one might say, astronomical. And everything has been changing for eons in those galaxies as they collide. And everything has been changing here, and will change here, for eons.”

“Well, that’s all well and good, sir. … I mean, I see your point—we should think about those other beings out there, and, and here, too. So, I’ve been against the Iraq War, and the Afghan War and all the damn wars of my lifetime now all these years, these decades, because I figured they, those people over there, those beings, were mostly like us, just caught up in things, and trying to get by, trying to make the most of it and the best of it. So what right did we have to go mucking things up over there? And that’s part of what’s bugging me now—who to get mad at. I mean, what to do? They screwed up my planet! They’ve been screwing it up and telling us how great they are and how much we need them. And, this is my home, for Christsake! Was it Cheney, was it Halliburton, was it the Brits, the Royal bloody arse family? It’s all so amorphous—this evil. Like a huge, bloody tarball. And Obama gets on T.V. and he says we’re gonna fight this thing. What is that? What thing? The whole, damn corporate system that puts guys like him or guys like Bush into office? Just changing a suit of clothes—that’s all it is to them. … The whole election crapola. The sham democracy. And I’m wondering, how much of our oil goes to maintain our armed forces? Is he going to cut back on our ‘defense posture’? Cause if we weren’t all over the bloody world with our armies and our contractors, we’d save tons of oil, wouldn’t we? And, how much of the oil is going to fuel the economy so it rebounds, so we avoid the frumious bandersnatch of a double-dip recession? And, I’ve been wondering, when the ‘aliens’ start coming up from Florida and the Gulf Coast, a year or two from now, when they see what the long-term health consequences of old people breathing oil, babies breathing oil, when these “environmental refugees” start coming up from the South and invading the North and the West, looking for work or a hand-out or a helping hand, what are we gonna do then? We gonna mine the states’ borders? Who we gonna blame? Are we gonna torch some SUVs? I’m telling you … this thing is going to change us. I want to punch someone. I want to hit something. I grew up in Florida and New York, went to school there, taught there, and it’s all been taken. All that beauty taken. Raped. Like an Afghan virgin. Raped and killed by our guys—like that Afghan girl! It’s been taken for Big Oil, and the Banks, and the Military-Industrial-Media Complex. All of that crapola. … I’m sorry. I didn’t mean. … I didn’t mean to rant. I. …”

“It’s all right,” he said, and it seemed that that computer-generated voice had the slightest tone of compassion in it. And it seemed that there was a small glint of light coming through the great telescope, and that it shone on his face. And his lanky frame was crumpled into the wheelchair with an odd grace and dignity. “This, too, will pass,” he said. “We are simply transitional beings playing our part. We’ve always been a species too clever by half, too proud by half. Laotze said he had three treasures: frugality, compassion, and humility. How many have said that and meant it?”

“It’s just going to get a whole lot worse, isn’t it?” I continued. “There’s no leadership. We can’t expect any top-down leadership because they’re all in on it. They’re part and parcel of the rot.”

“There’s a song I remember from my childhood,” he said. My grandmother taught it to me. It’s something like this. …”

And he began to say it in that methodical voice, but somehow I thought I heard a melody behind it, something of the music of the spheres, something Charlie Chaplin had caught when he set out on the lonely road with the gamine in “Modern Times.” It seemed he was singing, and that he was a great bird–, a pelican, with oil on its wings, worn with time–that couldn’t fly, but could remember what it was to fly. He sang/said:

Smile, though your heart is aching,
Smile, even though it’s breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You’ll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow,
You’ll see the sun come shining through
For you. …

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness,
Although a tear
May be ever so near,
That’s the time you must keep on trying,
Smile, what’s the use of crying,
You’ll find that life is still worthwhile
If you’ll just. …

But he couldn’t finish the words.

He did smile that great, enigmatic, compassionate smile of his.

But there were tears in his eyes.

Poet-playwright-journalist-fictionist-editor-professor, Dr. Gary Corseri has published work in Dissident Voice, The New York Times, Village Voice, CommonDreams and hundreds of other publications and websites worldwide. His dramas have been produced on PBS-Atlanta, and he has performed his work at the Carter Presidential Library. Gary can be reached at Read other articles by Gary.

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  1. mary said on June 16th, 2010 at 8:56am #

    And tears in mine too Gary. My mother had a lovely voice and she used to sing that song.

    I share your distress. What have we done? I was reading about the survivors of Agent Orange the other day (a now elderly gentleman in England set up a organisation to help them – I think he’s ploughing a lonely furrow!) and then about the thousands of tons of muck the US is leaving behind in Iraq let alone the the depleted uranium dust that causes deformities in the babies.

    A most imaginative piece written on behalf of all of us who love this Earth and its flora and fauna and deplore the destruction. What revenge has Gaia got in store for us?

  2. Don Hawkins said on June 16th, 2010 at 9:11am #

    Thank’s Gary from the heart and mind.

    The oceanographers also mentioned that the readings they took a few days earlier, when we were in the area of the Gulf Stream, had been worrying. This warm, northward-flowing current is powered by the fact that its water cools as it flows north, and eventually sinks. (It then completes the circuit by flowing back in the opposite direction deep below.) This sinking depends on its water becoming denser than the water beneath it; the colder and saltier it is, the denser. The temperature and salinity readings of the oceanographers indicated a weaker density gradient than before; and this was not good news for the Gulf Stream – or for Europe as a whole. It is the Gulf Stream that keeps Europe comparatively warm. One of the effects of global warming could be European freezing.

    For days, the ground seemed to be heaving beneath my feet – a strange and unsettling sensation. All that has at last passed. But when I consider either the small complement of humans on board the Noorderlicht or the polar bear trio travelling the wildernesses of eastern Greenland in search of food, and look into the future of either, I find myself more deeply unsettled. That we must do something, and fast, is obvious; but given our divisions and self-interest, it is uncertain whether we will do anything in time. novelist Vikram Seth

  3. bozh said on June 16th, 2010 at 10:10am #

    As the powers of the uebermenschen grow, so do the disasters. The first war ever waged by them was waged by just 5k soldiers; armed with bats, spears, knives; resulted in 1k deaths.
    Then [i am jumping decades-centuries-millennia] came arrows, chariots, rams, torches and finally, rifles, artilery, wmd, etc.
    And more ‘improvements’ came and more killings. What did not change in all that time was war masters’ thinking.

    True, thinking cannot be seen; thus i have no business saying that i know what it is or whether it is the same as it was 8 k yrs ago.
    But does it matter or must be we led to ever greater slaughters just because we don’t know what a king, pharoah, bishop, pope, moses, obama, truman, genghis, suleiman the great thought.

    Fortunato for us cannon fodder and wealth creators for the masters of war and people, we can see what they have done for millennia. Then, make a conclusion from what one sees [and solely from what we see- + other 4 senses] that this wld continue and with ever greater frenzy.
    Remember kids, it is only orally their planet and not morally-legally. tnx