According to Albert Einstein, once the bees are gone, “man would have only four years of life left.” Bees are critical worldwide for the pollenation of various plants – and now the story being put forward is that “radiation given off by mobile phones and other hi-tech gadgets is a possible answer to one of the more bizarre mysteries ever to happen in the natural world – the abrupt disappearance of the bees that pollinate crops. Late last week, some bee-keepers claimed that the phenomenon – which started in the US, then spread to continental Europe – was beginning to hit Britain as well.”
The problem is now affecting half of all American states and sixty percent of it’s commercial bee population has been lost on the West Coast with seventy percent missing on the East Coast.
According to the Independant, a limited study at Landau University has found that bees refuse to return to their hives when mobile phones are placed nearby. Dr Jochen Kuhn, who carried it out, said this could provide a “hint” to a possible cause.
Could it be that cellular phones constant radio state be causing these problems? They seemingly appear to make bees not return to the hive when present, but this problem is not going to go away with a simple regulatory change. People must have their phones, and in order to continue to live the life to which we are accustomed, we must find a way to resolve these problems. Before it’s too late.
Albert Einstein most certainly never said anything about human life’s dependence on bees. That quote came from M.Night’s The Happening”, and merely had Einstein’s named tagged on to it to add credibility. I suggest a revision, or proof of Einstein having said such a thing – not some reference from the internet, a book would be preferable.
Actually Johnny, “The Happening” used this quote, it was not the other way around as you had said. Perhaps, my friend, it is you who should do the research. This quote is legit, and it is a great case.
With Sense Of Bees
Oh let this sonnet sound with sense of bees
whose dancing learns the music light composes.
They gravitate in darkness and so eas-
ily one waggles, turns exact degrees,
shapes lemniscates & there, where sunspace
lives
a chorus gathers where a fresh scent hides
saliva of the stars it brings to hives
to warm, distil from summer’s highest octaves
life’s honeycomb, each sestet heaven’s droplet
men have prayed, climbed for… But our own
light lapses
Our own communications’ ease collapses
the colonies we’ve cared for. What last
couplet
foretells our bond with nature… left…
in silence…
or kept, dark songs’ light learnt?
Our sustenance?
‘saliva of the stars’ was an expression for nectar by Pliny, 1st century Roman