I just struck me... the name Betelgeuse. The name itself tells us that Betelgeuse must be the Beta star of Orion, doesn't' it?
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Well, it doesn't mean that. But it's a nice mnemonic.
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Re: APOD: The Fainting of Betelgeuse (2020 Jan 02)
Chris Peterson wrote: ↑Sun Jan 05, 2020 9:11 pmWell, it doesn't mean that. But it's a nice mnemonic.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Betelgeuse#Nomenclature wrote:
<<α Orionis (Latinised to Alpha Orionis) is the star's designation given by Johann Bayer in 1603. The traditional name Betelgeuse is derived from the Arabic إبط الجوزاء Ibṭ al-Jauzā’, meaning "the armpit of Orion.". The WGSN's first bulletin of July 2016 included a table of the first two batches of names approved by the WGSN, which included Betelgeuse for this star. It is now so entered in the IAU Catalog of Star Names.
In the popular science fiction series The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, Ford Prefect was from "a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse." Humbert Wolfe wrote a poem about Betelgeuse, which was set to music by Gustav Holst.
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- On Betelgeuse
the gold leaves hang in golden aisles
for twice a hundred million miles,
and twice a hundred million years
they golden hang and nothing stirs,
on Betelgeuse.
Space is a wind that does
not blow on Betelgeuse,
and time - oh time - is a bird,
whose wings have never stirred
the golden avenues of leaves
on Betelgeuse.
On Betelgeuse
there is nothing that joys or grieves
the unstirred multitude of leaves,
nor ghost of evil or good haunts
the gold multitude
on Betelgeuse.
And birth they do not use
nor death on Betelgeuse,
and the God, of whom we are
infinite dust, is there
a single leaf of those
gold leaves on Betelgeuse.>>>>
Art Neuendorffer