лунная радуга
14:23 | 23-07-2012 | Metaphysics | 1 Comment
если вдруг заблудимся, то можно будет идти по запаху:
Our extraterrestrial explorers are remarkably consistent in describing Space Scent in meaty-metallic terms. “Space,” astronaut Tony Antonelli has said , “definitely has a smell that’s different than anything else.” Space, three-time spacewalker Thomas Jones has put it , “carries a distinct odor of ozone, a faint acrid smell.”
Space, Jones elaborated , smells a little like gunpowder. It is “sulfurous .”
Add to all those anecdotal assessments the recent discovery , in a vast dust cloud at the center of our galaxy, of ethyl formate — and the fact that the ester is, among other things, the chemical responsible for the flavor of raspberries. Add to that the fact that ethyl formate itself smells like rum . Put all that together, and one thing becomes clear: The final frontier sort of stinks.
[…] все и есть, увы, — никаких запахов, следов, Мессий; ничего — только очередной шум. […]