The Schrodinger cat walks in a bar… And he DOESN’T!
… I once told my son, that they once took this cat
And put it in a box,
And there was a radioactive isotope too in the box,
And when it would decay it would activate a geiger counter,
And it would release an acid agent,
And it would break a glass flask,
And it would release a toxic nervine gas,
And it would kill the cat,
And the cat might be dead or alive,
And we will never know until we open the darn box,
And my son said: This is so cruel!
And I said: Sometimes to make a cake you have to break a cat…
The issue with quantum mechanic is that it does not know how to split in half a cat exactly in half whilst in fact there are many deterministic ways to skin said specimen.
If scientists where to understand that the radioactive particle along with the cat and box and scientists experimenting upon all this, etc are all in fact hyperstructures part of a greater intelligent hyperstructure and that this greater hyperstructure and intelligence, and such Intelligence is trying hard and mutely screaming to subtly reveal and make itself know to the lower scientist-experimenter-hyperstructure by means of a crude and cruel apparently random experiment, then there would be no need for such life wasteful experiments, because the scientist would know how to untangle the randomness of the quantum world and he would surely establish the deterministic position of the cat destiny back into this reality and dimension, thus nullifying the need for the experiment itself.
The scientist would be completely conscious and immobile, in this supreme ecstasy of perfect knowledge of the world.
No cat was hurt in the making of this post.