BLOOM: (Scared, HATS HIMSELF, Steps Back, THEN, PLUCKING AT HIS Heart AND LIFTING HIS Right FOREARM ON THE Square, HE Gives THE Sign AND DUEGUARD OF FELLOWCRAFT) No, no, worshipful grasp, gentle of adore. Giant radio telescopes now pay attention to the faint power waves emanating from stars billions of light yrs absent. Four decades in the past, maybe?