Did you
know that one particle of light (called a photon
for those of you who aren't science nerds like me) can be in one place and
another particle of light can be in another place and yet they can be so
intimately linked that if you changed one then it would affect the other? It's
true! Elizabeth Landau, who works for NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory, wrote
about it in an article titled "Particles in Love: Quantum Mechanics
Explored in New Study." That article works through entanglement, an idea published by John Bell in 1964 that said that
even though information cannot travel faster than the speed of light (Albert
Einstein proved this), particles can still affect each other when they are far
apart.
Here is a cartoon from
NASA/JPL-Caltech that explains entanglement.
Even
though there are two photons, they behave as if they are one. What you do to
one affects the other, even if they are separated in space and time.
In 2015,
three separate studies were published on entanglement, and all three studies
were consistent with Bell's idea. Those studies showed that any model of the
world that contains variables that are hidden (as the world of the tiniest
things does within the branch of physics called quantum mechanics) "must
also allow for entangled particles to influence one another at a
distance," said Francesco Marsili of NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory who
collaborated with colleagues on a paper published in the journal Physical
Review Letters titled "Strong Loophole - Free Test of Local Realism."
Bell's
idea makes me wonder - are we as human beings like entangled photons?
When I
was a boy, I walked down the newly plowed row with my grandpa, feeling the
warm, red clay on the soles of my bare feet, listening to his stories. I held a
tomato plant in my hands, the rich, black potting soil falling off of the
small, vulnerable roots, as he knelt and dug a place for it in the garden. “Hey,” he said, “here's something my daddy told
me when I was little. ‘God gave you two ears and one mouth because He wants you to
listen twice as much as you speak. If you do that, you'll learn something. If
you don't, you won't.’”
I
especially remember his stories about his childhood on the family dairy farm in
Greenville, S.C. in the 1920s. I liked to hear stories about the black folks
who came and worked with him and his family. I heard hard work in his voice and
saw struggle in his face when he talked about those times.
He was a
son of the South Carolina soil, a soil that had produced slavery and Jim Crow.
His stories reflected his philosophical shift from the idea of white supremacy
to the idea of equality. He described the black folks he’d grown up with in words both
simple and stark.
“I guess I looked around our farm and saw the black folks as
tools,” he
told me once. "But there was a teenager, about my age, who worked on our
place. His name was Billy, and he helped me with my work."
"One
day," he continued, "We were in the barn together, cleaning up the
milking area, when he cut his hand on a piece of metal. Daddy wrapped it up in
a rag soaked in kerosene, as was the remedy for most farm accidents at that
time, and asked me to drive him home. As we headed toward the black folks part
of our town, I thought to myself, ‘Billy must get up very early in the morning, earlier than
me, to make it to our house on time.’ As we drove up to his house, which was what we called a
shack, I thought, ‘I wonder if Billy can stay warm in there.’ As I saw him holding his
injured hand and watched his momma hold him up and lead him up the creaking
steps and through the rickety door, well, it seemed to be one of the first
times I knew that black folks had hands and feet and needs just like me. They
weren't tools. They were people.”
In that
moment, my Grandpa learned that we as human beings cannot be separate and
equal. As a matter of fact, we cannot really be separate. What happens to one
person affects another - no matter what separates us. We are like photons. Good
begets good. Bad begets bad. If we're good to each other then we'll be like photons
in another way, too. We'll be particles of light.
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