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were very dangerous when they'd sting. So if we were outside somewhere
playing baseball, or something, and one of these things would fly around,
everybody would run for cover, waving their arms, yelling, "A darning
needle! A darning needle!"
So one day I was on the beach, and I'd just read this book that said
dragonflies don't sting. A darning needle came along, and everybody was
screaming and running around, and I just sat there. "Don't worry!" I said.
"Darning needles don't sting!"
The thing landed on my foot. Everybody was yelling and it was a big
mess, because this darning needle was sitting on my foot. And there I was,
this scientific wonder, saying it wasn't going to sting me.
You're sure this is a story that's going to come out that it stings me
- but it didn't. The book was right. But I did sweat a bit.
I also had a little hand microscope. It was a toy microscope, and I
pulled the magnification piece out of it, and would hold it in my hand like
a magnifying glass, even though it was a microscope of forty or fifty power.
With care you could hold the focus. So I could go around and look at things
right out in the street.
So when I was in graduate school at Princeton, I once took it out of my
pocket to look at some ants that were crawling around on some ivy. I had to
exclaim out loud, I was so excited. What I saw was an ant and an aphid,
which ants take care of - they carry them from plant to plant if the plant
they're on is dying. In return the ants get partially digested aphid juice,
called "honeydew." I knew that; my father had told me about it, but I had
never seen it.
So here was this aphid and sure enough, an ant came along, and patted
it with its feet - all around the aphid, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat. This was
terribly exciting! Then the juice came out of the back of the aphid. And
because it was magnified, it looked like a big, beautiful, glistening ball,
like a balloon, because of the surface tension. Because the microscope
wasn't very good, the drop was colored a little bit from chromatic
aberration in the lens - it was a gorgeous thing!
The ant took this ball in its two front feet, lifted it off the aphid,
and held it. The world is so different at that scale that you can pick up
water and hold it! The ants probably have a fatty or greasy material on
their legs that doesn't break the surface tension of the water when they
hold it up. Then the ant broke the surface of the drop with its mouth, and
the surface tension collapsed the drop right into his gut. It was very
interesting to see this whole thing happen!
In my room at Princeton I had a bay window with a U-shaped windowsill.
One day some ants came out on the windowsill and wandered around a little
bit. I got curious as to how they found things. I wondered, how do they know
where to go? Can they tell each other where food is, like bees can? Do they
have any sense of geometry?
This is all amateurish; everybody knows the answer, but I didn't know
the answer, so the first thing I did was to stretch some string across the U
of the bay window and hang a piece of folded cardboard with sugar on it from
the string. The idea of this was to isolate the sugar from the ants, so they
wouldn't find it accidentally. I wanted to have everything under control.
Next I made a lot of little strips of paper and put a fold in them, so