This is to going to be a very unscientific musing.
I am hooked to the Large Hadron Collider. I lap up all the articles i can find. I’ve bookmarked pages that mention it in passing. I view LHC webcams (why does this sound dirty?). Never before has a world event excited me so much, Olympics Opening Ceremony included (the day a synchronized fireworks display and an ornately choreographed performance gets me to gasp with joy and awe, will be the last day I share space and time with everyone that inhabits the third rock from the sun).
It seems that it may be weeks before the first protons start to collide. Damn, I can’t wait that long. I have hopes of some unexpected early action. When the collisions start, there should be a shower of undiscovered subatomic particles. We may also get to see the Higgs Boson particle. This little fella is supposed to give matter all its mass. It is lovingly referred to as the “God Particle” (sniff, those scientists can be so affectionate). What gets me is that we still don’t know what mass is. It kind of puts a lot of things in perspective.
There have been a lot of doomsayers. People are holding the LHC responsible for tragedies ranging from tremors to miscarriages to the inability of girls to find suitors. Indian news channels are having a field day with it too. You want crappy animation? Settle down for some Hindi News, and take a psychedelic trip on pixelated mushroom clouds in a video loop.