BSG
Men and women of the fleet, crew of Galactica -- over there -- our next stop is Deep Space. How is this different from regular space, you ask? Has it read the great philosophers, is that what I mean? Ha! Well, yes, but that's not why we call it that. Incidentally, it's a big fan of Wittgenstein. Found Nietzsche uncongenial. As everyone knows, Nietzsche abhors a vacuum.
No, you see, space is defined as the absence of stuff. On every side of the space is stuff, or as we in the military call it, not-space. Descartes had a troubled relationship with space. On the one hand, space reads his "I think, therefore I am", and thinks that it thinks, and therefore it is not-is, and one of them must be awfully confused.
On the other hand, he also gave us Cartesian geometry. We can use this to recognise that this space between not-space has three dimensions - height, width and depth. Deep Space, then, is simply space with unusually deep depth. The height and width of this space are normal enough, but the depth continues beyond all reason. In other words, a tunnel. Here we can be grateful that Deep Space hasn't got up to Freud, or else this discussion could take some unfortunate directions. Instead, we will be heading in the depth direction. I think we can all agree that's best.
So let's all enjoy this sojourn as Galactica and all the other cigar-shaped ships head down this long tunnel, and who knows? Maybe we'll find Kobol at the end of it. Now I'm going to get back to Presidenting, and you all keep doing what you're doing.
Pradmiral out.
Well, Billy, reassuring stuff, huh? I wouldn't be at all surprised if Morale jumped through the roof after that speech.