Did I Discover a New Optical Phenomenon?

In 1966, I may have accidentally discovered a new optical effect. But for 60 years, I’ve been unsure. Until now.

I noticed the phenomenon on my own, in my dorm room.

The next day, I was sitting in a classroom with a youngish professor, probably of assistant professor rank. I liked both him, and optical physics.  

The professor had been lecturing in one of the older buildings on the Georgia Tech campus. Built in 1923, the wood in the Carnegie Physics Building lecture room looked ancient, and smelled like a combination of student sweat and Georgia pine paneling. The room was compact, built for a time when class sizes were much smaller, and long before air conditioning.

For fifty minutes the professor filled the chalkboard with diagrams and equations. When the class time was up, students left hurriedly, heading to their next class. But I lingered.

While the professor was turned away from me, erasing his work from the board, I caught his attention. I told him what I had done and seen in my dorm room.

At first, he said nothing. I assumed he would eventually remember some obscure fact of optics that applied. But all I got was a blank stare followed by shrugged shoulders. He was stumped.

I am badly myopic, with 20/400+ vision. Fortunately, with the correct lenses, my vision was correctable to 20/20. The only upside to needing glasses is that, with them off, I can examine small objects up close. I call it “microscopic vision.”

But it’s not really microscopic vision.

However, what I saw in my dorm room, surely looked like microscopic vision.

But that would be impossible. Wouldn’t it?

Inciting Incident

I used to run during cool summer nights in Kansas. That was when I noticed that if I looked at a bright white, round street light, without my glasses, I would see amazing patterns. The light itself and everything around me would be out of focus, but the complex patterns I could see in the image of the light were sharply defined.

The beautifully detailed, complex patterns a severely myopic person sees are caused by diffraction and interference of light as it passes through the imperfections within their own eyes. I did not know that then, but I do now.

Back in the mid-sixties, Tensor lamps made ideal study lamps. They weren’t cheap, but made ideal Christmas gifts for college students.

One evening, as I sat at the desk in my dorm room, I picked up a Bic pen, and as I looked at the pen to remove its cap, I noticed a light glare off the curved surface of the cap. The small but intense spot of light was from the Tensor light.

Experiment

The chain of thought that led to my next action would not be obvious to most people. But guided by the memory of the beautiful light patterns I had seen during my nighttime runs, I pulled off my glasses and stared at the reflected light spot as I slowly pulled that pen cap closer to my unaided and highly myopic eyeball.

What I saw was magical. It was a highly detailed image of the surface imperfections on the curved surface of that plastic pen cap.

To make sure I was not imagining things, I rummaged around in my messy desk drawer and found a straight pin. With that pin, I scratched the surface of the pen cap. Then I again pulled the cap to within a centimeter from my cornea.

I was looking at the Grand Canyon!

A sense of awe overtook me as I rotated and tilted the cap, mentally absorbing every detail of that chasm in plastic. I could scarcely believe what I was seeing.

Somehow, I had finally turned my eye into a microscope.

This had to be big news! I had seen the impossible.

After I gave up on the physics professor, I tried thinking of ways to industrialize and capitalize on my observation. All I needed was a large pool of myopic people sticking their almost-blind eyes danger-close to a conveyer belt of objects intended to be perfectly smooth.

Yeah, that would never happen.

After a few minutes of daydreaming, I returned to my studies.

But I never forgot about that event.

Revisitation

Recently, I pondered that event again. Since our set of Collier’s Encyclopedia was long ago contributed to a local library, I turned to the most convenient source of knowledge, the Internet.

ChatGPT told me I had essentially built a naked-eye deflectometer, converting microscopic slope changes into visible patterns. I was not actually focusing my eye on the pen-cap surface.

Well, my instincts were mostly correct. It was a microscope—without a conventional objective lens. And the image was an amplified version of the actual surface. Or at least a reasonable facsimile.

It sounds to me like we’re splitting hairs here.

So, I ask again. Is this a well-known phenomenon?

Well, not in the sense that it was, at the time, a familiar optical trick that every optics professor should immediately recognize. The underlying physics is now familiar to engineers, but my particular observation is unusual, or perhaps even unique.

For the past forty-five years optical engineers have routinely exploited the fact that tiny deformations in a glossy surface strongly distort a reflected highlight. The modern field is called deflectometry: rather than directly imaging a shiny surface, one observes how that surface redirects a reflected source or pattern. Slight changes in surface slope can become far more conspicuous than the physical defect itself.

A major review describes deflectometry as ranging from qualitative visual inspection to precision measurement of microscopic optical surfaces. Normally, deflectometry involves a camera, a screen or projected pattern, calibrated geometry, and computer reconstruction. And a price tag of thousands of dollars.

Unwittingly, I had replaced all of that with a lamp, a curved piece of plastic, a pupil and a highly myopic eyeball.

Sometimes, ignorance really is bliss.

Engineering History

The optical principle underlying specular-surface deflectometry can be traced at least to Léon Foucault’s 1858 knife-edge test of reflecting mirrors. The term “moiré deflectometry” appears explicitly in optical literature by 1981, in work by Oded Kafri and A. Livnat[1].

That was fifteen years after I reported my self-experimentation to a Georgia Tech professor. The earliest automated industrial-quality-control application I have located is Lippincott and Stark’s 1982 optical-digital method for detecting dents and scratches on specular metal surfaces[2]. Apparently, none of the above authors were from Georgia Tech.

It looks like a Georgia Tech professor missed an historic opportunity.

Summary

The physical laws that produced my observation are now well known. The naked-eye manifestation is unusual, non-obvious, and apparently not a commonly described phenomenon.

Sadly, no one will ever make a buck off my observation. But it’s worth my mentioning in this blog post, just in case some future physics student asks a physics professor about a strange optical phenomenon they observed.

Instead of responding with a blank stare, that professor could wisely nod their head and say, “There was once this student who accidentally discovered the principle of deflectometry. Let me tell you about it.”

You cannot imagine how satisfying it is to finally get to scratch the curious itch that had been bothering me for sixty years.


[1] Oded Kafri and A. Livnat, “Reflective Surface Analysis Using Moiré Deflectometry,” Applied Optics 20, no. 18 (September 15, 1981): 3098–3100.

[2] Hugh W. Lippincott and Henry Stark, “Optical–Digital Detection of Dents and Scratches on Specular Metal Surfaces,” Applied Optics 21, no. 16 (1982): 2875–2881.

Nuclear Incident at Georgia Tech

Large scale nuclear accidents like those at Chernobyl and Fukushima are environmental disasters which grab the headlines. But lesser accidents do occur, just as in any industrial facility. I was involved in one such incident.

From the mid-sixties to the mid-nineties, Georgia Tech had a research reactor which served a multitude of research purposes. It also gave Nuclear Engineering students a hands-on experience with a working nuclear reactor.

The Frank H. Neely Nuclear Research Center, contained a 5-megawatt heavy-water (D2O) cooled reactor located on the Georgia Tech campus.

The Georgia Tech Nuclear Reactor and Research Center

In the late 60s, I was a graduate student in the Georgia Tech Department of Biology. I was working for a professor who had an interest in manganese and bacteria. One of his projects was using neutron activation of the manganese ions found in Atlanta’s drinking water supply, Lake Lanier. Elevated manganese levels in water is an indicator of pollution. 

After driving to Lake Lanier and launching a small boat, another graduate student and I would pump lake water from 100-feet down up into water sampling jugs on the boat. Our most important sampling site was just offshore a water treatment plant, the currently named Shoal Creek Filter Plant. That plant was less than two miles from the Buford Dam, so the water was reliably deep.

Buford Dam at Lake Lanier, https://saportareport.com/metro-atlantas-drought-far-dust-bowl-far-healthy/columnists/david/

One day, the 100-foot-long sampling line disconnected from its reel and disappeared overboard. Without thinking, I dived over the side of the boat with my glasses and billfold, and swam down after the disappearing line. The yellow-green light was getting dimmer every foot I descended.

I was probably twenty feet down when I caught a blurry sight of the barely visible line sinking rapidly through the water.

As I rose back to the boat with the line in my grasp, my crewmate gave me a look of “What the (expletive deleted) just happened?” He had been looking away when I dived overboard, severely rocking the boat. One second, I was there, and the next second I was gone, almost throwing him into the lake in the process.

That was not the last time he would be surprised, as you will read shortly.

Miraculously, I did not lose my glasses, but all my billfold photos were a total loss. But I had saved the research equipment! 

Back at the Frank H. Neely Nuclear Research Center, my crewmate and I would send aliquots of the water into the core of the reactor using an air-driven pneumatic system called a “rabbit.”  Once in the reactor core, the water sample was bombarded by a dense neutron flux, for a predetermined amount of time. 

The floor of the reactor containment building during our time there. The control room is mid-photo.

Georgia Tech reactor control room. We technicians could look but couldn’t touch.

Once the rabbit system pulled the sample out of the core, the sample was measured by Geiger counter to determine if it was safe to approach.

Neutron bombardment produced radioactive isotopes of manganese, converting Mn55 into Mn56. Mn56 has an ideal half-life of 2.6 hours and emits gamma rays at 846.8 keV. Manganese is easy to detect with gamma spectroscopy. 

Due to the low level of manganese in the fresh water samples, the Geiger counter never indicated the sample was “hot” after its trip to nuclear hell.

Neutron Activation and radioactive decay. Element X has a mass A and charge Z. Absorption of a neutron increases A by 1. Beta particles can have either a negative charge (like electrons) or a positive charge (positrons) so the result of beta decay can yield a net positive or negative charge.
 https://nmi3.eu/neutron-research/techniques-for-/chemical-analysis.html

We prepared the lake water samples in a clean room environment. That is also where we returned the newly radioactive sample, transferring it to a sample cell placed in the lead-lined spectrometer. Of course, we always wore full isotope protection (disposable gloves, gowns and masks.)

Modern day laboratory equipment for determination of γ-radiation spectrum with a scintillation counter. The output from the scintillation counter goes to a Multichannel Analyzer which processes and formats the data. By Manticorp – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=17598452

After gamma ray measurements were taken, the radioactive samples were placed in lead-lined cavities for disposal by reactor staff. 

Our work progressed without incident until the professor asked us to activate a sample of saltwater. Neutron activation of Cl35, the natural form of chlorine, produces Cl36, with a half-life of 301,000 years. 

We noted that as the rabbit returned with its sample of saltwater from its trip into the reactor core, the sample was extremely hot (radioactive), due no doubt to the high concentration of chlorine in salt water. After letting it cool a bit (some chlorine isotopes decay quickly), we performed our usual sample transfer and measurements.

Cl36 is a weak gamma emitter, but we had a hot enough dose to pick it up on the gamma spectrometer. The primary decay mechanism for Cl36 is through low-energy beta particles. 

The radiation doses and half-lives had always been low and short for the manganese fresh water samples, and thus we were not in the habit of placing our hands and feet through a radiation detector prior to leaving the reactor research building. That dosimeter was intended for “hot” work. 

As usual, it was late in the day when we finished our work, and few people remained in the building. Before exiting the building after our seawater work, we passed by the usually ignored detector. 

But that day, I turned around and said, “Let’s check ourselves, just to be sure.” 

I was clean, as I had expected. But as my colleague put his hands and feet into the device, screeching alarms and flashing red lights stunned us. As we southerners say, it caused a commotion.

I had heard that nuclear danger alarm only once before, without knowing the cause of it. But now, we were the center of attention. The few people remaining in the building surrounded us within seconds, or so it seemed.  Apparently, running towards danger is for all kinds of first responders. 

After the staff carefully examined our discarded gloves, masks and garments, they discovered that one of the gloves had a small tear in the right-hand thumb. That small tear was all it took to contaminate my friend. 

It was late at night before we were cleared to leave, and then only with extensive washing of my colleague’s right hand. The radiation safety officer wrapped a thick layer of gauze around the offending thumb, and securely taped it. And then he got to work on a lot of paperwork. 

Unlike the Mn isotopes we normally worked with, the Cl36 isotope would not decay for many human lifetimes. So, scrubbing and dilution was the only solution. 

The thumb was heavily bandaged because the only risk was to the student’s new baby. Beta particles, essentially electrons, cannot penetrate deeply to vital organs, so Cl36 residue was not as much of a concern as would be gamma emitters. However, if the baby had sucked on the father’s thumb, the way teething babies do, the Cl36 isotope would have been ingested. And beta radiation occurring internally can be a health risk. 

https://weillcornellgucancer.org/2017/04/12/using-alpha-and-beta-radioisotopes-to-kill-cancer-cells/


And to think, we almost let my friend go straight home to take over baby duty. 

My fellow student was warned to keep his distance from his baby, and wash his hands thoroughly several times a day, rewrapping his thumb with fresh gauze after every wash. After a week of that repetitive washing routine, it would likely be safe for him to cuddle his baby girl once again, after one last Geiger Counter check. 

In the meantime, he was excused from diaper duty! 

This type of contamination incident may be more common than you think. Fortunately, it did not equate to a calamity. But it could have been a calamity for that little girl and her family had she ingested radioactive chlorine atoms.

Those dealing with radioactive materials, high pressure, dangerous chemicals, fires, and carrier flight decks, to name just a few hazards, know that personal disaster is only a misstep away. In spite of training, humans do make mistakes. But fortunately, this mistake was caught in the nick of time.

Radioisotope image credit: Foro Nuclear



Gas with Your Water?

Click to go to the AMA, Amednews source.

“Water with gas?” the waiter asked.

“Can you be more specific?” I queried.

With a sardonic sneer typical of the glistening-haired, easily-bored waiters in upper crust restaurants, he poked a neatly manicured finger into my menu. “It’s right there. You chose carbon dioxide or methane.”

Even though that conversation is imaginary, it is true, apparently, that in certain parts of the country where fracking is popular for extracting natural gas from the ground, there is some risk of that gas being forced into aquifers feeding wells intended to provide potable water.

Obviously water infiltrated with dissolved methane should not be used for cooking on gas stoves. I don’t need to explain the consequences.

And no doubt, drinking methane containing water could turn the high-school males’ risky game of flatus ignition into a pyrotechnic event competing favorably with the energy release of flaming napalm.

Although the Environmental Protection Agency seems to be silent on the issue, the AMA has recently posted their concern about fracking, for medical reasons. Not all of those reasons are proctological in nature.

http://www.ama-assn.org/amednews/2012/08/27/gvl10827.htm

Having been an observer and worker within the medical science community for many years, I have only two thoughts that might cheer the energy industry.

The first is that sometimes the medical community makes an issue of things that the human body produces, like cholesterol.  Cholesterol is vital for a healthy nervous system. In fact, it is so important that the body makes it, just to make sure it has enough. So why do I have to deprive myself of dietary cholesterol which accompanies the finest food in the world; like lobster, fried fish, and filet mignon? Because supposedly it’s bad for me.  That’s what they say, even though my body is producing prodigious amounts to keep itself healthy. Non sequitur is the phrase that comes to mind.

I have nothing against physicians. My father was one, as is my son. Some of my best friends are physicians; and one of them alerted me to this news item. Arguably, physicians have even saved my life.

As the son of a physician I grew up reading the Journal of the American Medical Association … which was almost as entertaining to a young boy as National Geographic. But I don’t understand the profession’s concern for methane in water. After all, methane is colorless and odorless, and does not react with biological systems. What goes in, comes out, unperturbed.

Like cholesterol, the human body produces methane. Methane is produced by bacteria in the gut (so-called methanogens) whose sole purpose is to live well and prosper in the low oxygen environment of the large intestine, and as a byproduct of that anaerobic life style, produce methane. Methane now actually seems to have some purpose in the gut; it stimulates the human immune system.  So, apparently, it has a biological purpose. Without it, one could argue, we would literally get sick.

OK, there you have it: my two thoughts that might cheer the energy industry.

But since I don’t anticipate a check coming in the mail from the gas companies, now I’ll share my scientific opinion, of sorts. I once was a fellow in the Water Resources Management Training program at Georgia Tech. (Curiously, the director of the program was named Dr. Carl Kindswater, presumably originally Kindswasser. In German, Wasser is water, and best I can tell, Kindswasser is amniotic fluid. So in a sense it is truly water of children.)

I honestly don’t know if the ironically named Program Director spoke German or not, but I suspect that if he did, he might respond thusly to the story of fracking product found in our precious, and clearly mismanaged, fresh-water supplies.

“Sind Sie aus Ihrem brennenden Geist?”

According to Google, that would mean, “Are you out of your flaming mind?” Somehow, that phrase seems entirely appropriate.

By the way, I always take water without gas, just in case.

 

 

 

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