In 1965 the young English mathematician Roger Penrose devoted himself to the study of black holes, and, in 1965, he proved an important theorem which showed that a gravitational collapse of a large dying star must result in a singularity, where space-time does not exist, and classical general relativity breaks down.
A few years later, Penrose collaborated with his Cambridge friend and colleague, Stephen Hawking and they proved that singularities are a ho-hum feature of general relativity and that black holes are not rare events.
In 1974 Hawking Ali-liked "shocked the world" by showing that something- now called "Hawking radiation" emits from black holes. In other words, all is not lost. Black holes are not completely black, and because they emit energy, the rules of thermodynamics hold they will not last forever. They will expend their energy and disappear.
Hawking radiation is good news for the denizens of the REGJB, specifically those who deign to enter the black hole known as the clerk's office on the 9th floor.
Cosmology was on our mind when this missive recently crossed our email from the FACDL-Listserv
Has anyone else reached their wits end with Harvey Ruvin?
If I have to wait in another 30+ minute 9th floor line just to get a document that should be downloadable on line...
When is enough going to be enough?
So cosmologically speaking, if black holes aren't entirely black, and they do not last forever, then an attorney entering our own REGJB black hole has some hope that her entire day is not lost waiting for help:
Clerk: May I help you?
Atty: Sure, I'd like to view a file.
Clerk: Sure! Write the case number on the paper and I'll be right back.
Atty (panicking) Nooooo....please wait....
Clerk leaves....
Time stands still... (it is relative and inside our 9th floor black hole space-time has ceased to exist as Penrose/Hawking confirmed circa 1970.)
Clerk returns (remember, the black hole is not entirely black)
Clerk: Hi! May I help you?
Atty: Ummm...I said I wanted a case file....
Clerk: Hang on, I'll be right back...
Atty: Noooooooooooo.........
Rinse. Repeat.
A few hours later.....
Clerk (returning from post lunch, pre-coffee, snack break)
Here's what I have learned...the file was in court yesterday, which means it's on 8 1/2.
Atty: 8 1/2??
Clerk (rolling eyes) You've read the Harry Potter books right? The train station...platform 9 3/4, duh! Same thing, except we have floor 8 1/2.
Atty: So I need to be a wizard to see the file?
Clerk: I don't need your attitude madam. Just walk outside, go to the elevator and run as fast as you can to the buttons on the wall. You'll see.
From Occupied America, where clerk's office tariffs might not be a bad idea, fight the power! (but be nice to the over-worked, under paid clerks or you'll never get your file).