by Alec Corday
Santiago, November 2005
It seems that Mother Earth is like most women: often moody, mostly incomprehensible and she doesn’t like to admit her age.
Well, okay, I don't know about most women, but it certainly applies to Momma Earth.
In fact she hates it so much, she endlessly undergoes surgery to remove any possible hints of age, what with her shifting, reforming and changing crust all the time. The oldest rock we were lucky enough to find, a tough little zircon crystal picked up in Australia, was measured at 4.4 billion years according to its uranium decay. So if she doesn’t want to give out her age, what do nosy scientists do?
They ask her little daughter, the moon.
After all, Luna is literally a chip of the old block, having broken away in a collision with the hypothetical planet Theia – an event aptly known as the Big Whack.
Or so the most recent theories say. |