World without stars

World without stars

Photo by Barry Simon on Unsplash

Originally published 6 February 1989

This semes­ter I am teach­ing a course in intro­duc­to­ry astron­o­my. So far, of six nights sched­uled for obser­va­tion, five have been over­cast. On the sixth we caught glimpses of Ori­on, the Pleiades, Jupiter, and Mars through breaks in the clouds. That’s about par for the course.

If the stars should appear one night in a thou­sand years,” wrote Emer­son, “how men would believe and adore, and pre­serve for many gen­er­a­tions the remem­brance of the city of God which had been shown. But every night come out these envoys of beau­ty, and light the uni­verse with their admon­ish­ing smile.”

Emer­son was a New Eng­lan­der and should have known bet­ter than to say that the stars come out every night. The aver­age cloud cov­er in New Eng­land this time of year is about 60 per­cent. Even in the least cloudy month, Octo­ber, a New Eng­lan­der has only about a 50 – 50 chance of see­ing stars.

In and out of the clouds

Things could be worse. In Ire­land, where I spend my sum­mers, I am grate­ful for one star­ry night in ten. Or bet­ter. In cer­tain parts of Ari­zona the sky is clear about 80 per­cent of the time, and on top of Mau­na Kea vol­cano in Hawaii it’s about the same. Ari­zona and Mau­na Kea are legit­i­mate­ly home for some of the biggest and best Amer­i­can obser­va­to­ries. Mean­while, here in New Eng­land, we peek in and out of clouds. It is not the best place to do astron­o­my, but not the worst either.

The aver­age cloud cov­er for the entire globe is about the same as for New Eng­land — 50 or 60 per­cent. But what if the num­ber were 100 per­cent? How would the intel­lec­tu­al his­to­ry of humans have been dif­fer­ent on a cloud-cov­ered plan­et? The ques­tion may not be alto­geth­er frivolous.

Clouds con­sist of tiny drops of water, so fine they float in bil­lows. When ris­ing air cools, water vapor in the air con­dens­es into liq­uid drops. Each drop forms upon a sol­id nuclei — a par­ti­cle of sea salt, wind-borne soil, vol­canic dust, or smoke from for­est fires. All of these things — ris­ing air, water vapor, con­den­sa­tion nuclei — depend upon cli­mate; that is, upon the over­all bal­ance of solar ener­gy and its dis­tri­b­u­tion by winds and ocean cur­rents. The sys­tem of cli­mate is immense­ly com­pli­cat­ed and there are many forms of feed­back. It may be that Earth­’s aver­age amount of cloud cov­er is self-reg­u­lat­ing. It is also pos­si­ble that a change in any of sev­er­al vari­ables might yield a more com­plete­ly cloud-shroud­ed planet.

For the sake of argu­ment, assume an Earth per­ma­nent­ly wreathed in cloud. No one would see a star­ry night, or the chang­ing phas­es of the moon, or the weav­ing dance of plan­ets, or the geo­met­ri­cal beau­ty of a solar or lunar eclipse. These are the very things that excit­ed the sci­en­tif­ic instinct in the minds of our ancestors.

No part of the nat­ur­al envi­ron­ment is so clear­ly marked by reg­u­lar peri­od­ic phe­nom­e­na as the heav­ens. Anthro­pol­o­gist Alexan­der Mar­shack has argued that cer­tain reg­u­lar mark­ings on bone arti­facts of Ice Age humans record the chang­ing phas­es of the moon, and that these are the ear­li­est exam­ples of sym­bol­ic nota­tion. His­to­ri­ans of sci­ence Gior­gio de San­til­lana and Hertha von Dechend con­tend (in a book called Ham­let’s Mill) that all of the great myths of the world have their ori­gin in the reg­u­lar behav­ior of celes­tial bod­ies. Oth­er com­men­ta­tors have stressed the con­nec­tion between the heav­ens and the devel­op­ment of sci­en­tif­ic thought.

Medicine and the stars

As Jacob Bronows­ki has point­ed out, the stars might seem improb­a­ble objects to have aroused such curios­i­ty. The human body is clos­er at hand and a more obvi­ous can­di­date for sys­tem­at­ic inves­ti­ga­tion. But astron­o­my advanced as a sci­ence before med­i­cine, and ear­ly med­i­cine turned to the stars for signs and omens. The rea­son is clear: The reg­u­lar motions of the heav­ens lent them­selves to math­e­mat­i­cal descrip­tion. Behind the appar­ent chaos of ter­res­tri­al expe­ri­ence, the stars pro­claimed the rule of law.

To my mind, the great­est work of sci­ence in antiq­ui­ty was Aristarchus’ mea­sure­ment of the sizes and dis­tances of the sun and moon, described in a book that can hold its own with the best sci­ence of today. It’s all there for the first time, every aspect of sci­en­tif­ic method: abstrac­tion, cal­cu­la­tion, quan­ti­ta­tive mea­sure­ment — to which is added the flash of insight excit­ed by the chang­ing phas­es of the moon and the moon in eclipse. Aristarchus and his near con­tem­po­raries invent­ed sci­ence. Sci­ence was the child of the uncloudy sky.

On a cloud-shroud­ed Earth the rise of the human species to civ­i­liza­tion would almost cer­tain­ly have been delayed. Delayed, but not fore­stalled for­ev­er. The sur­vival val­ue of sci­ence and tech­nol­o­gy is such that soon­er or lat­er the inhab­i­tants of the white plan­et would have devel­oped vehi­cles to lift them­selves above the clouds. We can imag­ine their first view of the uni­verse beyond the clouds — the beck­on­ing stars, the Milky Way, the lumi­nous orb of the sun, the chang­ing moon, plan­ets and comets, solar and lunar eclipses — rhythms unhid­den, the music of the spheres revealed, the rule of math­e­mat­i­cal law, so labo­ri­ous­ly learned in the ter­res­tri­al envi­ron­ment, in the heav­ens made crys­tal clear.

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