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This website’s title was inspired by “Fragments of Olympian Gossip”, a poem that Nikola Tesla composed in the late 1920s for his friend, George Sylvester Viereck (an illustrious German poet and mystic), lampooning the scientific establishment of the day.  This site could just as easily have been named “Fragments of Olympian Complexity”, “Fragments of Olympian Nightmares”,  “Fragments of Olympian Secrecy”, “Fragments of Olympian Deception”, or “Fragments of Olympian Arcana”, to name just a few.  Certain blog posts may indeed contain a measure of all these elements.  “Fragments of Olympian Gossip” is innocuous enough however, and perhaps draws less attention at first glance  (not always altogether a bad thing.) Below, the full text of Tesla’s poem:

“FRAGMENTS OF OLYMPIAN GOSSIP”

While listening on my cosmic phone
I caught words from the Olympus blown.
A newcomer was shown around;
That much I could guess, aided by sound.

“There’s Archimedes with his lever
Still busy on problems as ever.
Says: matter and force are transmutable
And wrong the laws you thought immutable.”

“Below, on Earth, they work at full blast
And news are coming in thick and fast.
The latest tells of a cosmic gun.
To be pelted is very poor fun.
We are wary with so much at stake,
Those beggars are a pest—no mistake.”

“Too bad, Sir Isaac, they dimmed your renown
And turned your great science upside down.
Now a long haired crank, Einstein by name,
Puts on your high teaching all the blame.
Says: matter and force are transmutable
And wrong the laws you thought immutable.”

“I am much too ignorant, my son,
For grasping schemes so finely spun.
My followers are of stronger mind
And I am content to stay behind,
Perhaps I failed, but I did my best,
These masters of mine may do the rest.
Come, Kelvin, I have finished my cup.
When is your friend Tesla coming up.”

“Oh, quoth Kelvin, he is always late,
It would be useless to remonstrate.”

Then silence—shuffle of soft slippered feet—
I knock and—the bedlam of the street.

Nikola Tesla, Novice [2]