In 1915, Einstein published his General Theory of Relativity. I have no idea what it means. Something to do with nothing being straight, the universe being finite, and rather than having a fence, it closes on itself.
So space and time are relative and can only be measured by magic rulers and Dali clocks. The universe has no universals. But at least the General Theory didn’t lead to a bomb – merely the event horizon.
I don’t know what I’m talking about. My random words don’t satisfy the theory of descriptions (linguistics’ homage to relativity). Einstein knew what he was talking about, and virtually everything discovered, everywhere, in the fabulous century since this theory was given to the world, has proved him right. For example, we have, as at June 2016, experienced two gravitational waves washing over (actually, through) Earth, as predicted by Einstein.
Except global warming. Albert didn’t pick that one.