Wikipedia says:
Decoherence does not provide a mechanism for the actual wave function collapse; rather it provides a mechanism for the appearance of wavefunction collapse.
I just don't know if that contradicts what you said.
But do wave-like vibrations in air count as sound if they do not interact with a living creature's auditory receptors?
First off, this is as likely as the stupid spherical cow. What sort of ecosystem is that? Accepting as posited, I'm okay with light existing where no one can see it, and the same goes for smells unsmelt and tastes untasted. What makes sound so special? It's just vibrations in a medium. Exists whether it's perceived or not.
I think you're now officially the least existential person ever.
Physics, calculus, quantum mechanics, and shoes. Buffista conversations make me all quivery and warm.
Do porn stars make noise if no one's watching the porn?
However, the fucking tree made fucking noise when it fucking fell. What sort of nonsense question is that.
But do wave-like vibrations in air count as sound if they do not interact with a living creature's auditory receptors?
The tree made a sound (vibrations in the air) when it fell. If nobody heard it, then it did not make a noise (interpreted sound).
That's my take.
Is it any wonder we're married?
The tree made a sound (vibrations in the air) when it fell. If nobody heard it, then it did not make a noise (interpreted sound).
I knew there was a reason I liked you.
I knew there was a reason I liked you.
That and I give you candy when you do tricks.
I think you're now officially the least existential person ever.
Bah. The viewer isn't required. No one has to experience something for it to exist.
MM, I'm going with the definition of noise (n) that has it as a synonym for sound (n). I swapped that into the traditional wording without any intention of changing the meaning of the question.
Aww, I love Buffistas.
I love having a job that lets me read Buffistas, if not my email. The COMM competition was fun to read, even after the fact.
I love having a job that sends me on a tour of the under-construction Bay Bridge and pays me for the privilege. Heee! (That will be tomorrow, in the rain, no doubt.)
