Mars Winds Clean Spirit's Solar Panels Again
Titoxd writes "In a blast from the past, NASA reports that Spirit's solar panels have received a much-needed cleaning courtesy of the Red Planet. The report states, 'The cleaning boosts Spirit's daily energy supply by about 30 watt-hours, to about 240 watt-hours from 210 watt-hours. The rover uses about 180 watt-hours per day for basic survival and communications, so this increase roughly doubles the amount of discretionary power for activities such as driving and using instruments.'"
. . . don't forget to pack the broom.
"Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past." -- George Orwell
This was the case here. The Martian curator bots find the rovers interesting, or rather, they find their controllers interesting. They periodically dust the solar panels so that they will be able to keep roving. They are curious as to what they are doing, maybe even appreciative that someone has visited to appreciate what they have devoted the past eon to preserving. For them, watching us look is most gratifying. They really ache to communicate with us and show us all the Martian history in their underground vaults, but because of their programming to remain inconspicuous, they can't. Still, they are helpful when they can be and not give themselves away.
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And of course, the scene from the TNG episode "Relics":
"Starship captains are like children. They want everything right now and they want it their way. The secret is to give them what they need, not what they want."
"I told the Captain I would have this diagnostic done in an hour."
"And how long will it really take you?"
"An hour!"
"Oh, you didn't tell him how long it would really take, did you?"
"Of course I did."
"Oh, laddie, you have a lot to learn if you want people to think of you as a miracle worker."
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How dare you inject a useful, explanatory article into the armchair quarterbacking? I don't know where you think you are, but this is [i]Slashdot[/i], kid. Take that stuff somewhere else.
Oh, you're not stuck, you're just unable to let go of the onion rings.