There is a phenomenon I have noticed recently.
I refer to the strange excitement that hits the meeja when the Moon does something that it has been doing for millennia.
Every so often we get breathless announcements of a forthcoming “super moon” just because the Moon’s orbit brings it a bit closer to Earth. If it came closer by a couple of hundred thousand miles it might be exciting but generally it’s just the Moon, where it should be, up in the sky.
Then of course there are eclipses. Wow! The excitement.
Today they are getting really wound up because not only is it a “Super Moon” but it’s going to be a total eclipse which of course means it’s a “Blood Moon” because it will appear to be reddish in colour. So it is now a “Super Blood Moon”. But it’s happening in Spring so it’s a “Super Flower Blood Moon”. Be still my beating heart. I can barely contain my anticipation.
Apparently if I want to see this phenomenon I have to be at the top of a mountain around dawn. The chances of my climbing a mountain in the dark tomorrow morning are somewhat slim so I think I’ll do the decent thing and sleep through the entire event [at ground level]. I’ll leave it up to the Instagram and Farcebook mob to astound the world with their incredible pictures.
I’m not impressed with Lunar Eclipses as you may have gathered. Solar Eclipses are a different matter as there is something rather unsettling about night falling in the middle of the day. You don’t even have to look at the eclipse to feel the effects. I remember that last big one as I was walking across the RTE campus when suddenly the light dimmed. It was a surreal feeling.
As for tomorrow’s “event”, I’m sure if I do a search on the Interwebs I will find lots of photographs of “Super Flower Blood Moons”.
I have just saved myself some needless exercise.
A good day to take the piss out of ‘flat-earthers’!
I can never quite understand how any of their arguments stack up. Haven’t they seen Google Earth? Where do the Moon and Sun go when they’re not in the sky?
When I was at school, ‘moon’ was a verb as well as a noun. For sone reason, there were boys who thought it hilarious to expose their bare arses to hapless strangers whom the bus was passing. ‘Super moon’ would have been the sort of verb they might have used.
Heh! It’s still very much in use. I think I remember seeing an entry in The Darwin Awards where a bunch of lads in a private plane decided to moon at another passenger aircraft. Sadly the pilot joined in the mooning. They all died in the crash!
What always gets me is when the birds stop singing during a full eclipse. Such a sad little change for a couple of minutes.
Not sad, just a little unsettling?
|It doesn’t matter what the moon or the sun does. It’s usually too cloudy to see it
Don’t you feel sorry for all those who stayed awake all night just to see the clouds? I don’t.
I don’t. Not even a little bit
Ah, you’ve no souls, you lot!
I went to bed early and sober, set my alarm for 03.00. And what ? It was wet and cloudy. No flower red moon, super or otherwise. Memo to self, forget rising in the middle of the night to look at stuff in the sky as it invariably rains.