A long, long time ago I can still remember how Copernicus used to make me smile,
and I knew if he had his chance he could make those planets dance
and maybe the Catholic Church
would back off for a while, but the inquisition made him shiver
with every copy of the ‘Little Commentary’ he delivered.
Bad news on the doorstep he couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if Giordano cried when he heard about the church’s lies,
but something touched Giorando deep inside.
The day astronomy died.
And they were singin’ bye, bye to Greek language and pride.
Took Ptolemy to Brahe just to get that shit right.
Them good ol’ Muslims were using astrolabes and equants
singin’ this’ll be the day that astronomy dies.
Giordano Bruno was a Dominican friar who lived in Rome in the 1500s. He was a staunch supporter of Copernicus, and described the sun as just an ordinary star in an unremarkable solar system. He denied the belief that the earth and humanity was unique, and was put to trial for his heretic statements. He was given 40 days to recant, but he refused. His final words were: “Perhaps you, my judges, pronounce this sentence against me with greater fear than I receive it.” He did not give a single fuck.