People are strange when you're a stranger

Και ενώ, στο ένα γραφείο, η οθόνη του BeBook ξαναθυμάται "There are other delightful complications. I said that light from the sun enters a raindrop through the upper quadrant of the surface facing the sun, and leaves through the lower quadrant. But of course there is nothing to stop sunlight entering the lower quadrant. Under the right conditions, it can then be reflected twice round the inside of the sphere, leaving the lower quadrant of the drop in such a way as to enter the observer's eye, also refracted, to produce a second rainbow, 8 degrees higher than the first, with the colours reversed. Of course, for any given observer, the two rainbows are delivered by different populations of raindrops...." (Richard Dawkins, Unweaving the Rainbow)

 

... από το διπλανό, ακούγεται ξαφνικά η φωνή του μικρού με τον πονοκέφαλο να  μιλάει στο τηλέφωνο....

-Μαμά, μπορείς να με ξεματιάσεις;

Και στο μυαλό, αυτόματα, έρχονται τα λόγια του Dickens...

""It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."

Δυο κόσμοι... ένας καθρέφτης, ο κόσμος πίσω και μέσα σε αυτόν, der spiegel im spiegel... και το πέρασμα από την μια μεριά στην άλλη, πάντα αφήνει τα σημάδια του....