I fear that they might become subject to the 'Streisand Effect', where advertising their peaceful solitude brings thousands of tourists visiting just because 'it's special'.
I was running this video, forgot the sound was turned-off, then halfway along, I switched it to 'on' and my Dog immediately went bananas. Seems the sounds are very clear in his hearing-range. I restarted, and had to stop, for fear of Pablo having a heart attack
Oh yes, right you are. But the long, long time still allows for a change in physics discoveries. And for that matter, a far-away galaxy might just have different physics rules. Nobody can say they are universal. .
This is 2026. You are describing using 21st-centory physics. But the Star Wars universe takes place many, many thousands of years in the future. Better grasp of physics. Maybe they found a way to make sabres that behave exactly like the ones you are paying to see. And Maybe it's All Fiction! Remember "Willing Suspension of Disbelief" That's what makes fiction work. So, sorry, but Superman isn't real.
I used to be irritated about how long it took to actually leave a social event. And then I read about something called "The Irish Goodbye", or sometimes 'the Cat's goodbye'. Just shut up, turn away, and go. It works just like this:
Go and look up Heinlein's book The Menace from Earth - He built the story about using light gravity and large sealed craters to FLY on the Moon! Very realistic and well thought-out.
Oh! That was frustrating. I want the rest of the story - a second chapter -a movie - a series -whatever. Is there a book? If we ask politely, can we get the ending? Please?
When I was 62, the company I was working for lost one major client, so the staff had to be reduced. Because I'd been there long enough to get extended vacations, and was old enough to need occasional health-related time off, I was shuffled out the door. So, I started looking. One of the things you do is call up companies you've worked at before, because you know them well. I was talking to a fellow at one of those places, and I mentioned someone I'd worked with, and the personnel guy remembered him, and he asked how old I was (which they're not supposed to ask), and when I said sixty-two, he mumbled something like: "Geez, those are the guys we're getting rid of.", and then stuttered an apology. So, that's how I learned I was not unemployed, just retired.
I can agree with this article, and from experience. I was a 'smart' kid - the I-Q test I got at age 10 showed I was 136, or in the top 3% in intelligence. And my parents celebrated this, and my teachers celebrated this, and I ran through my school-days very easily. I learned math and science, history and social studies without a blink. And I became LAZY! After high-school, I found I'd never learned how to study, and U. of Waterloo was difficult. Eventually I dropped out in third year, and looked for work. Being smart isn't the answer. Parents and educators should praise Hard Work and progress, not intelligence.