GrandFather Paradox

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If you went back in time and met your teenage parents, you could not split them up and prevent your birth - even if you wanted to, a new quantum model has stated.
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Since there is a lot of discussion goin on relativity, parellel universes n stuff i thought this will be interesting . Chk out, theres a model proposed to explain the famous Grandfather paradox .

BBC News

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The present never is changed by mischievous time-travellers
 
Clearly, the present never is changed by mischievous time-travellers: people don't suddenly fade into the ether because a rerun of events has prevented their births - that much is obvious.
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Intresting, but if something like that would happen even our memory of the concerned person will fade, so we will never know if the person existed. For all pratical purposes ppl might be disappearing with us completely unaware.

You go back to kill your father, but you'd arrive after he'd left the room, you wouldn't find him, or you'd change your mind
Professor Dan Greenberger, City University, New York
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What happend to freedom of choice, this proves destiny to be true ?? I
 
I came across this hilarious poem on Slashdot.
Many, many years ago when I was 23
I was married to a Wider who was purty as can be
This Wider had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red
My father fell in love with her and soon they two were wed

This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life
For my daughter was my mother cause she was my father's wife
To complicate the matter even though it brought me joy
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy

I'm my own grampa,
I'm my own grampa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
I'm my own grampa

My little baby then became a brother-in-law to dad
And so became my uncle though it made me very sad
For if he was my uncle then that also made him brother
Of the Wider's grown up daughter who of course was my step-mother

My father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run
And he became my granchild for he was my daughters son
My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue
Because although she is my wife she's my grandmother too

I'm my own grampa,
I'm my own grampa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
I'm my own grampa

Oh if my wife is my grandmother then I'm her grandchild
And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild
For now I have become strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my own grandmother I'm my own grampa

I'm my own grampa,
I'm my own grampa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
I'm my own grampa
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