In conducting research on behalf of my director, who works extensively on the relationship between science and literature, I fall constantly on rare gems. Right now, I'm glean what the Internet has to offer me such information, texts and fictions about the first scientists / doctors / psychiatrists / eugenicists French and English, those who invented the heredity and degeneration : Benedict-Augustin Morel, Valentin Magnan, Francis Galton (who coined the term eugenics ), etc..
is extremely interesting, like any subject that gives itself a little trouble digging. Right there, I flip through a trial of Charles Richet, French psychiatrist of the late nineteenth century, Nobel Prize, titled IN ONE HUNDRED YEARS, written in 1892.
What better way to have fun on a Sunday morning than reading what a seasoned researcher and serious thought, so far the year 1992.
These passages are particularly delicious:
Earth had a beginning, and it will certainly end. But this is so remote that it should not be alarmed. Astronomers and geologists have demonstrated that cooling of the Earth is constant, and it constantly loses the heat, radiating through space iced it runs with incredible speed. But this cooling is very slow. Assuming a thousandth of a degree per year - and probably still we exaggerate - it makes a degree in a thousand years, or in other words, two degrees since the Christian era, three degrees lower than at the time of Homer. It would be eight thousand years for the temperature in Paris was that of Moscow. Eight thousand years! Do we know what that means? This is nothing to cosmic standpoint, but for humanity, many worlds as it is hardly something we suspect of what the man there are five thousand years.
We need to reassure us about the cooling of the Earth. Men have about twenty thousand years before them, before they have to seriously worry and suffer. Maybe by then they will have time to take some precautions.
As for geological and cosmic cataclysms, they are unlikely to fear. Volcanoes have finished their time, or thereabouts. In any case, their eruptions are well localized. The wandering stars are rare, and we must assume that our small planet will not have the bad luck to meet one on his way.
So we can accept this, that, for a long, long time, external conditions do not modify. There will be seas, rivers, rivers, mountains, similar to the seas, rivers, rivers and mountains today. The sun rises in the horizon in the same manner and at the same times, and the chemical constitution of Earth's atmosphere has been no appreciable change.
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The role of women, despite the passionate sermons of some generous spirit will always be limited to the domestic hearth. Exceptionally, there are now women doctors, writers, painters. These exceptions are more numerous, either, but even in America, women will be especially mother and guardian of the domestic hearth. As for predicting the extent of his political rights that is unimportant, and indeed any presumption would be foolhardy.
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The destinies of America are easy to predict. In North America we speak English in South America we speak English, and Canada will probably be freed from British rule, otherwise law, at least in fact, the French and English Canadians form a powerful community where both languages are of equal power, but it is assumed that this Canadian city will be absorbed by the huge mass of the United States whose prosperity and population will include a vastly increased.
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I t is true that our contemporaries are tables that do not resemble those of Perugino and Raphael, but it's there, under a fund of beauty common to all times, a variable element, which is the fashion and style of the day. The art of the sixteenth century e and the art of e eighteenth century, Japanese art and Greek art, even art and art from 1830 to 1890 are very dissimilar. The paintings we see today and which we regard as very modern in 1992 are precisely the ones we find very very archaic and outdated.
And those of 1992, how will they be? This is impossible to say. Yet we can assume they will be more realistic than the tables today, for the tendency of art is to get closer to nature, provided there is a kind of intimate emotion, aesthetics, putting in the full light of reality, which in nature is latent under the veils that obscure it.
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Poetry will be no progress, but the novel probably undergo some amazing transformations. Currently
creative writing is marked mainly by the production of novels. It's like a rising tide that threatens to overwhelm. If we took only the novels written over the past half-suits, French and English, one would come to form a library of over two hundred thousand volumes. Let us compare this with annual production that was written a century ago, and although we appreciate the intensity, I will not say of progress, but progress.
status novelist has become an industry in which the art has little to do, and we must admit that this will happen more and more. Reading novels is a form of luxury, and it will make the same progress that the public wealth.
As for the tables, there is no fear that this industry is declining, in terms of monetary benefits. But in purely literary novel that will become the future?
Well, any prediction in this regard is necessarily futile. Perhaps they will find there some man of genius who will return to primitive simplicity, perhaps, on the contrary, the psychological complications will-she, exaggerating, as, for example, Russian novels. But you can be assured that the shape will be different from the current form. We read with pleasure Manon Lescaut, Paul and Virginia, Werther, · David Copperfield Research of the absolute, the Miserables, Madame Bovary, but they will probably find other formulas, we will follow other ways, and we admire the masterpieces of the past, without seeking to imitate , and even without being able to imitate.
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Wow. Yet.
I put the link here, if some want to go for a ride.
He said a lot of business also true.
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