---------------------------------------------------------- THE EXPERIMENT Nancy and Sluggo encounter a new phenomena ---------------------------------------------------------- A SECOND MAJOR EXPERIMENT - A TACTICAL EXCERCISE ----------------------------------------------------- - BEGINS AS FOLLOWS...... ----------------------------------------------------- The two cadets have been taken to the secret place, and are now aboard and alone in their separate spacecraft experiencing outer space in real time. Of course Earth's astronomical thinkers are very interested in a recent nearby event. They have sent the two space craft, each containing a cadet occupant, in great haste to observe the supernova and ensuent new neutron star at close quarters. All very secret, of course. But on the way there is an unexpected change in plans. Sluggo is commanding the first craft, Nancy the second. The two craft are even now separated by only a small distance and are orbiting in toward the unexpected object at different angles of attack. Their glide paths are diverging increasingly at very high accelarations like two moths rattling around a lightbulb, even though only a few hundred meters separate them. Both were theoretically travelling at the same velocity at one point but not now, seconds later. Sluggo is now arriving in a little closer in to whatever it is that is effecting their intership communcations so radically. Nancy, really puzzled, calls across to Sluggo, saying; Sluggo, you are looking egg shaped. Sluggo calls across to Nancy, saying; I'm having trouble unscrambling the math for the relativistic changes I see in you around this FAR OUT OBJECT!. One thing I can say is that your lights are rapidly changing frequency, blue shifting like a soprano sliding from lower C to a high pitched screech right off the register!. Wow ! what an effect ! Sluggo, Be careful! Nancy exclaims in alarm; read the clues as doppler shifts by gravity, not like red shifted distances in the universe, that object is far closer to you then you think! Righto; Sluggo acknowledges. Fortunately the two caroom off and away on two new trajectories. And having sailed on the outswing back into space, are now hoving in new arcs closing fantastically fast back toward the object. Nancy is trailing as before, offset a short distance outward and behind Sluggo. That high pitched screech from you the last time in was quite a blast; says Sluggo, as things begin to rev up again this time in earnest. By now they are closer than ever to the strange object. I know what you mean; says Nancy. You're time is slowing right down. I can see every muscle on your face move as you writhe to make a smile toward me. Far out; Nancy adds; I think you just blinked, but it took so long that I'm not sure if you actually winked, or fell asleep for at least 10 seconds. And you're ear and grin are travelling sideways across the screen as your light bends. Nancy, we have a problem; Sluggo says. I have only been talking to you for a few seconds. And I'm staring straight at you, I think. Oh ! says Nancy. Nancy starts to rapidly readjust some control settings in her spacecraft. Sluggo interrupts eventually; you're too dazzling. You're turning into a high frequency hot spot with no velocity on the graph. I'm frantically shifting the callibrations of my scopes into the X ray range to try and keep you in electromagnetic focus. There, I think I've got some of my computer humming intelligent again. Oops. Nope. How far are you from the surface of the horizon; Nancy asks, desparately worried. Nancy has been furiously updating the time factors in her computer, just to carry on a semblence of the conversation. About 10 times the width of my spacecraft; says Sluggo. That explains it; says Nancy. I'm just on the outside at about 1.6180339 times the width of the object further out than you, and holding fast, but you look so SMALL!, far farther in than you actually are. Are you still in a curving trajectory, right now?, I can't tell anymore. Let's talk about it later; says Sluggo in a way that is getting really weird. You're sounding like a bee to me. I'll repeat; says Nancy; these hour long pauses between each word from you are starting to wear me down. Notwithstanding, your voice sounds like a long strong series of powerful earthquakes. Roger; says Sluggo, by the end of the next day. And a few days later his mouth muscles have moved enough to start forming the next word, Nancy. Anyway, it is too late. Nancy had managed to get away in the nick of time. But the last thing Nancy remembers about Sluggo and his spacecraft is an entity so far red shifted that it seemed to have faded into nothing, or nearly so, like the last slow hissing redshifting coals of a campfire, finally dimming out in the dark of night. She caught the last of him receding far away near the infinite wavelength end of the spectrum. But even then she wasn't sure if it was a residue of Sluggo's last word, or static from the background radiation of the universe. THE FIRST PART - THE TACTICAL PART - FINISHES AS FOLLOWS Thank god; the supervisor says admiring Nancy exiting the simulator with tears from the lonely feeling in her eyes; that the stimulator, er, simulator didn't break down with all the neat stuff you had going. But, you beat the no win experiment. But; the supervisor continues talking non stop; how am I going to explain the success of this experiment to Sluggo. He thinks he lost a contest, and won't come out until his 'garbles are collected from the residue of that last mistake', quote. We have to, quote, 'wait till all systems are slow again and we've turned off the event horizon'. Turn it off!. Can you believe that guy? The assistant's are in there now; the superivisor continues. What an idea you had, Nancy, setting up a gain spot in your computer, thrusting against the turbo of gravity, to stand station keeping in one position at arm's length from the object so as to read all of the effects as constants, rather than accelarations changing willy nilly back and forth through the continuums. Don't forget, the only way either of you were expected to really see what was happening was to monitor the white hole from both ships simultaneously, or at least to try to. That's an idea none of us had; the supervisor continues talking non stop in the excitement of the new situation here at simulator headquarters; until you entered the simulator a week ago. I guess you know, the whole of the experiment was supposed to be a three body problem to make it impossible to calculate the effects fast enough between the two of you, once you got inside a time event barrier some distance away from the event horizon, due partly to the time it takes for electronics to process the information. All theoretical of course. Indeed, what happened is; says the supervisor continuing to talk at ninety miles an hour; once you had your own effects in hand by standing still in steady state, all of the changing effects you saw came only from Sluggo's no win plunge into the pit. And THAT will be a piece of pleasure to resolve in the academy's hands in week's to come, that's for sure!. Nancy is standing looking sidways at the supervisor during this time. Watching her private thoughts carefully she speaks not. Thoughts leak. For sure Nancy is busy keeping lesser judgements from getting loose that might spoil friendships. Uh huh, she keeps saying. Yes, uh huh. In times of excitement the supervisor tends to talk non stop, can't control the hyper side of his career. At this moment, Nancy and the supervisor are standing around waiting to see what happens when Sluggo makes exit. To wit, did Sluggo grow a beard, (Nancy wants to know), or did growth relativistically slow down? Did Sluggo's psychological perception of time shut off the flow of hormones whispering grow! grow! to his beard pores. The supervisor is still motor mouthing at a mile a minute, saying; but, what made it so hard for Sluggo is that in the last fleeting seconds, Sluggo had realized that you were still out there, Nancy, standing still, whole sound and perfect, free of the no win equations which all of us have had to endure, up until now, in gravitational relativity. And, for the life of him, Sluggo didn't have time to figure out what you had done to be there. Who would have thought that counter thrusting at a standstill again the pull of gravity would change the fundamental point of view so fantastically. What a new field to ponder, steady state effects of gravitational relativity! This breakthrough, the idea of a gain spot to monitor constant effects of gravitational relativity, is a surprise, an insight in the field that was unsuspected by all of us. And now, that grunting wreck just now exiting the simulator, is, you guessed it, Sluggo, looking for Nancy for some serious questions to some serious answers, you see, Sluggo is the one who had studied hard, knew every page of the textbooks. Notwithstanding, there are other things Nancy is aware of. First is obvious; relativitistic effects pursuant to Earth's gravity are actually so slight as to be hardly calculable. Even though effects on time can be suitably inferred from phase shifts in frequencies between an atomic clock on Earth and another in a high flying jet, in fact everyone believes any models of relativistic effects of gravity (except for time) are futile at the Earth. Such effects are so minisculely felt; given the Earth's puny gravity relativistically speaking, that they show up more or less as zero in equations. It isn't until more massive power fields the size of the Sun, or a black hole are felt, that the effects become obvious. For that matter, it isn't until in the proximity of really giant local gravity that the effects become starkly highlighted. Close in, such as two or so times the radii further away from black holes, and the effects become fully a geometry. At this level, effects can be calculated exactly. Certain effects can be not just pointed out, but data casted, actually added and subtracted, factually calculated, by ordinary techniques of plain two dimensional Euclidian geometry. Nancy has already seen; while couped up in the simulator for a week; that via geometry, bits and pieces of gravitational relativity information can be added and subtracted, to come up with other bits and pieces of information, producing the same results as are otherwise factored in the transformations of gravitational relativity equations. This is not modelling information, this is the actual datas, the details and decimals right to the last digit in accuracy. This rigorous geometry is best seen in steady state effects, ie. those that are found when standing still, (station keeping) at a fixed point, (a gain spot) a constant distance from the event horizon of the field of the mass which is causing the effect. But it wasn't just the standing still (in a gain spot) which counts for so much. It is also that something else seems very relevant about the exact position that she had chosen to stand so still in, precisely 1.61803398875 times further out than the white hole's event horizon, ie., 1.61803398875 times further out than its radius, This number happens in fact to be the famous Golden Ratio Constant of nature. Even so, it was the incredible thing Nancy had done which nobody has yet realized, which was to calculate the Gravitational Relativistic effects for the gain spot in the emergency via Special Relativity, using sudden new interfaces she'd uncovered between the two different relativities (Special for electromagnetic, and General for gravity), on the spur of that moment, in which the Golden Ratio turned up as being a fundamental constant in the interfacing equations between the two kinds of Relativity, gravitational, and special. And even as the trio walk away from the simulators in a cluster toward the outer door, Nancy is seriously thinking about some remarkable new twists and turns regards the theories of high energy gravity, and the two kinds of relativities. Notwithstanding that Sluggo is muttering strange arguments about how the black hole musta got ahold of his beard, because he has none. By Greydon Moore greydon@look.com