Well, this is something we must think about. Space lovers among you are undoubtedly aware that the moon is leaving Earth at a highly scientific rate of a bit over one inch a year. One day we won’t have the moon to gaze up at and look at anymore. But don’t worry. By that point, the Sun would’ve become a red giant and will be on the verge of consuming the Earth. Well, okay, do worry, but not about the moon.
It would be darker at night without the moon. I don’t go out at night anyway, and we’ll be safe. I presume. The hippies keep telling us to turn off streetlights so, being highly intelligent, I presume they have a plan for our safety. What else? We wouldn’t have the song Moon River. That’s a bonus. Surfers will be eradicated from the face of the Earth. We will have tides, but caused by the Sun, which means our tides will be halved. A world without surfers and their stupid modern slang. Hmm. A world without the moon keeps getting better.
The Earth’s rotation would be slowed down. Days and weeks would be shorter. Good or bad? Well, work would pass quicker. But the Earth would wobble violently. However, there’s a theory that the fast spin of the Earth would cancel this out. I’m not seeing any downsides so far.
But there is one downside. The weather would be extreme. Length of days would alter drastically every year. Some weeks the nights and days would be equally long. Others, not. Seasons would be more defined. Time would pass with Africa covered in ice. 50 Celsius temperatures in Greenland, minus 50 in Australia. And the next day, all change. It would be manic.
But we’d evolve. We’d get used to it. I’d get used to it. And the Earth heals itself. We’d be fine. And look, by the time the moon leaves us all, the Sun would’ve killed us all. So it’s all good, really. Except for our descendants… Meh. I don’t know them.
As for me, well, I think I’d be physically fine. But I’d miss the moon. I’d miss its glorious shiny face. That reassuring gleam in the sky. But would it be the end of the world if she left us? No. It’d be fun without the moon.
The Friday Bonus Question:
Plucked from the basement of the internet, a bewildering real question that defies logic and an answer, here for you to ponder:
Why, when you take a photo of a mirror, is the picture not reflective?
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