XPost: alt.atheism   
   From: wugi@brol.invalid   
      
   Op 18/02/2026 om 10:00 schreef J. J. Lodder:   
   > guido wugi  wrote:   
   >   
   >> Op 17/02/2026 om 8:47 schreef The Starmaker:   
   >>> Schrodinger's cat is alive or dead until we look?   
   >>>   
   >>> i'll tell ya..   
   >>>   
   >>> there's no cat in the box alive or dead.   
   >>>   
   >>> there's no cat   
   >>> in the box   
   >>> if you're not looking.   
   >>>   
   >>> the cat no exist.   
   >>>   
   >>> it is your looking   
   >>> dat make dat cat.   
   >>>   
   >>> there is no moon.   
   >>>   
   >>> the moon doesn't exist.   
   >>> --   
   >>> The Starmaker -- To question the unquestionable, ask the unaskable,   
   >>>    to think the unthinkable, mention the unmentionable, and challenge   
   >>>    the unchallengeable.   
   >> I've recently come upon a nice question to ask yourself:   
   >> "Bin ich da wenn niemand guckt?"   
   > Maybe you are Wigner's friend?   
      
   (0: And so are Schrödinger's cat, the flask with poison, the lever with   
   hammer, the Geiger counter.   
      
   All are trustworthy "observers". Or more accurately, the whole   
   Copenhagen fuss is about confusing (conscious) observing and mere   
   interacting. The wavefunction is an information descriptor, it holds   
   what one physical system (not limited to observers) can know about   
   another system (including itself or not). When interaction occurs (and   
   there lies the mystery: interference between the microscopic and   
   macroscopic world) the wavefunction collapses to one of its possible   
   outcomes, that's where (and only there) particles appear and can be   
   "observed".   
   Long before our scientist has opened the box or told his friend, the   
   cat, and flask, and hammer, and Geiger counter, have each already (or   
   not) suffered interaction and "know" their state, each from its own   
   wavefunction as it were.   
      
   --   
   guido wugi   
      
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