A Smooth Function Which Is Nowhere Real Analytic
A more pathological example, of an infinitely differentiable function which is not analytic at any point can be constructed by means of a Fourier series as follows. Let A:={2n : n ∈ N } be the set of all powers of 2, and define for all x ∈ R
Since the series converge for all n ∈ N, this function is easily seen to be of class C∞, by a standard inductive application of the Weierstrass M-test, and of the theorem of limit under the sign of derivative. Moreover, for any dyadic rational multiple of π, that is x:=π p/q with p ∈ N and q ∈ A, and for all order of derivation n ∈ A, n ≥ 4 and n > q we have
where we used the fact that cos(kx)=1 for all k > q. As a consequence, at any such x ∈ R
so that the radius of convergence of the Taylor series of f at x is 0 by the Cauchy-Hadamard formula . Since the set of analyticity of a function is an open set, and since dyadic rationals are dense, we conclude that f is nowhere analytic in R.
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