Synchronized time

Last week in Paris, I walked along the north-south line connecting the Observatoire de Paris to the Palais du Luxembourg. A line of longitude: in fact, the line of longitude, if the French had had their way a little over a century ago. A politico-scientific battle was being fought in the late nineteenth century over the location of the Prime Meridian. Parisians, thinking only of considerations of nature and philosophy, argued that the line of zero longitude should go through l'Observatoire; the rest of the world, crass materialists that they were, noted that over seventy percent of the world's shipping was already using Greenwich (nine minutes and twenty-one seconds to the west of Paris) as its standard of longitude. The French lost out to the British, prefiguring a similarly heated tussle over who would host the Olympic Games over a hundred years later. These issues figure prominently in the book ...