WattMan.exe was fine.
That's all there was to it.
He had faithfully served SciLabs for...well, for almost as long as Navis had been a thing, really!
So he was going to continue to serve them.
Even though he had NO idea what he was doing.
He had been DESIGNED as a Generator Navi. He made electricity. He. He wasn't SURE why a Generator had to be sentient! But he was fine with that, too.
He had been fine with being the President of SciLab's personal Navi. Sure, it was confusing and weird and wrong-But! BUT! If Mr President said it was how he could best help SciLabs! Then that was simply how things were!
And there's no way WattMan.exe wouldn't be fine with helping SciLabs as best as he was able.
He'd been enjoying it, even? Mr President was gruff but fair, he secretly thought. He was sure if he just worked hard enough, he'd earn praise.
Earning praise as a Generator was easier. You just generated electricity, and he was simply the best there was at that! Zap zap zap! Easy as breathing!
Until...
Until suddenly there were NEW kinds of Navis? Ones better at generating electricity?
And everyone needed him less and less.
And before you knew it they told him not to bother generating anything. He was just taking up space a better Navi could have been in.
And that, well, it was fine, of course. Didn't want to be dragging the company down!
So it was FINE that President Able had found a use for him, now that his zaps weren't good enough!
Except. Maybe he had been useless there, too?
Because now the thing that is fine is that he is no longer the President's Navi? Except he sort of kind of is?
He'll figure out how to recruit this kid and his weird teen drama to become the new President. Former President Able is counting on him. Probably.
This PROBABLY isn't just busy work to keep him out of the way of PRODUCTIVE members of SciLabs. Haha! It's not like its WEIRD that President Able is suddenly deciding to give his ENTIRE FORTUNE 500 COMPANY TO A KID STILL IN HIGHSCHOOL!
Watt may have Basic Intelligence, but he's sure there's some NON BASIC explanation for all of this.
So it's fine.
He trusts Former President Able.
He has to.
Here is a list of things the Mysterious Stranger does not know:
Here is a list of things that the Mysterious Stranger does know:
Let us first of all consider, my brethren, the value of Light. If Light be in itself good—
When the Unbinding goes wrong. It's fine.
Medieval Christianity viewed light as the perfect physical image for God, being not only pure and clarifying but also a hypostatic unity of multiples.
All of his memories are slammed back into him with the reflection of the Octome.
From the foundations of Trinitarian doctrine, you arrive at a philosophy of light, which says that it is neither unity nor diversity,
neither calcification nor fragmentation, but rather the whole spectrum working in unison, in perfect, sublime harmony and holism.
And not just HIS memories. The other guy's, too. The one inside him. The one without a letter.
Although the average speed over a two-way path can be measured, the one-way speed in
one direction or the other is undefined (and not simply unknown), unless one can define what is 'the same time' in two different locations.
It's fine.
The two-way speed of light is the average speed of light from one point, such as a source, to a mirror and back again.
Except.
Because the light starts and finishes in the same place only one clock is needed to measure the total time;
thus, this speed can be experimentally determined independently of any clock synchronization scheme.
He's so angry and he's so scared and he's been here in this bathtub for so long.
The 'one-way' speed of light, from a source to a detector, cannot be measured independently of a convention as to how to synchronize the clocks at the source and the detector.
It is IMPOSSIBLE to erase anything reflected by the Octome. He knows that. He knows that because his FATHER told him and if the JUDGE says something it's true. That's just how it is. Or. Or was it Doc Richardson that told him that? Memes are the DNA of the soul. Right? Which...which was his Dad? Both? Neither?
What can however be experimentally measured is the round-trip speed (or 'two-way' speed of light) from the source to the detector and back again.
It doesn't matter. What DOES matter is: because it's IMPOSSIBLE....that must not be what's happening.
When using the term 'the speed of light' it is sometimes necessary to make the distinction between its one-way speed and its two-way speed.
But he knows it's getting harder to remember. Almost like...he's losing focus on his memories? Like a stone statue sanded away by time until it's indistinct and meaningless.
Scientists and thinkers have been fascinated with the speed of light for millennia.
The end is never the end and the constant cacophony of meaningless facts and red herrings and paths and branches Zampanio is shoving into every nanometer of his circuits is nauseating.
Aristotle wrongly contended that the speed of light was infinite, but it was the
17th Century before serious attempts were made to measure its actual velocity – we now know that it’s 186,000 miles per second.
But it's fine.
Let us first of all consider, my brethren, the value of Light. If Light be in itself good—
ACTUALLY fine.
Medieval Christianity viewed light as the perfect physical image for God, being not only pure and clarifying but also a hypostatic unity of multiples.
Because there are people who know about him. Care about him.
From the foundations of Trinitarian doctrine, you arrive at a philosophy of light,
which says that it is neither unity nor diversity, neither calcification nor fragmentation,
but rather the whole spectrum working in unison, in perfect, sublime harmony and holism.
Not as a tool. Not as a toy.
Although the average speed over a two-way path can be measured, the one-way speed in one
direction or the other is undefined (and not simply unknown), unless one can define what is 'the same time' in two different locations.
As a person.
The two-way speed of light is the average speed of light from one point, such as a source, to a mirror and back again.
You can't measure light's speed on it's own. It has to go somewhere and be reflected back.
Because the light starts and finishes in the same place only one clock is needed to measure the total time;
thus, this speed can be experimentally determined independently of any clock synchronization scheme.
You can't see yourself, can't make out your own details, without other people to reflect you.
The 'one-way' speed of light, from a source to a detector, cannot be measured independently of a convention
as to how to synchronize the clocks at the source and the detector.
He can think, just a little more clearly, now that there are people talking to him.
What can however be experimentally measured is the round-trip speed (or 'two-way' speed of light) from the source to the detector and back again.
So he's grateful for them. The Sparks. His juttering zaps of electricity fit right in among them.
When using the term 'the speed of light' it is sometimes necessary to make the distinction between its one-way speed and its two-way speed.
Scientists and thinkers have been fascinated with the speed of light for millennia.