So what if Max Planck really only came into his own after the Steampunk era was over? We can't all be Charles Babbage, after all, and I'm sure that there are plenty of opportunities out there for people who want to write speculative fiction that asks: what if Max Planck had had his ideas as a younger man, and what if he had turned them to the service of the Society for Aetherospheric Exploration? I'll tell you what: black body radiation rayguns.
Happy 150th birthday, Max Planck! If your brain is being kept alive in a glass jar hooked up to a brass machine with tiny silver gears, then I hope the nutrition wafers they drop into your sustenance fluid are suitably festive.
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You'll be happy to know I sent him special cake-flavored wafers just so he could celebrate.
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