A glorious sunrise at 6.25am Wednesday, 14 March, 2018. Sky brilliant pink and blue, adding warmth and color to bleak landscape. Almost missed it—colors darkening (sun behind cloud) by the time I got outside. Thought of Tennyson’s poetry: “A rosy dawn kindled in stainless heavens.” But, it’s an ominous portent because Stephen Hawking died. The world will not see his like again. We, in capitalized societies, seem to value image more than brains.