You saw images of yachts and Porsches piled up and automatically assume that meant that people who would have been able to easily leave chose not to. See the flaw in your reasoning?:)
I wonder why they have to go through both the BLM and the FS.
In the National Forest, the Forest Service administers the land above the ground and the Bureau of Land Management administers it below ground (mineral rights, etc).
Man, I hate me some walnuts. They don't add anything to the food they are used in, they get stuck in my teeth, and they taste bitter. I wish somebody would steal ALL of them, and get into a huge fireball of a wreck on the highway (with no one hurt, of course).
You know, if you detest them that much, you don't have to keep eating them...:)
You know, I hadn't considering the fact that Heinlein never did cuss either, not since I was a teenager at any rate. Perhaps it was something about the era the books were written in; I don't believe any of the other sci-fi I grew up on (novels primarily in the 50's and 60's, primarily) contained much if any, either. Nevertheless, there was something about L.Ron's writing that was struck me as slightly off; the absence of cussing always seemed to stand out like a sore thumb - perhaps it was because his depictions were otherwise so graphical (if I'm even remembering correctly; it's been 20 years). I seem to recall that writers of hard SF from a generation earlier would have skipped over certain sorts of details. You do bring up an interesting point, pitiful attempt at insult notwithstanding.:)
Sufficiently clever engineering is indistinguishable from magic, and there's fuck all in the cupboard.
Now I remember one of the reasons L. Ron creeped me out so much: nobody ever cussed in one of his novels (people who never cuss - this includes authors - often give me the heeby-jeebies).
Me, neither*; guess I'm just able to envision a wide range of possibilities.
*There was one time when I went for a drive in the country with my girlfriend and I passed an area by the side of the road where people were four-wheeling in their pickups and ATV's. I couldn't resist; there was no way they were going to have all that fun to themselves, so I pulled off the road, aired-down the tires in my ancient '86 5000 Turbo Quattro (200 Quattro in Euro-speak) and proceeded to have the time of my life (well, outside the sack at any rate). However, when one of the puddles turned out to be a foot or so deeper than I expected, water came pouring in through the door seals... and when the car launched itself out of the puddle with a vengeance (damn,what a rush!), my old Nokia bounced out of its cubbyhole in the console and landed in the muddy water at our feet... however, it was nothing a little drying out on the dash couldn't fix.:)
This will then be your primary computing device that follows you around.
This will then be your primary computing device that:
A) you leave on the roof of your car.
B) gets dropped in the toilet.
C) you spill your beverage on.
D) gets chewed up by your dog.
E) you get mugged for.
F) you leave in your hotel room.
G) you have confiscated by the authorities (should you find yourself at the wrong place/time)
H) gets reverse-engineered/stress-tested by your toddler
Shall I continue? Seriously; fuck all this smartphone nonsense; give me a borderline-disposable Nokia 2600-series and I'll happily call it a day!:p
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Let me rephrase: not everyone who stayed behind necessarily had much of a choice, images in the media notwithstanding...
You saw images of yachts and Porsches piled up and automatically assume that meant that people who would have been able to easily leave chose not to. See the flaw in your reasoning? :)
'You're going to spend so much that honestly, it would make more sense to let it blow down and rebuild it.''
Naturally, a bean-counter and an actual occupant might have different thoughts about that... :p
I wonder why they have to go through both the BLM and the FS.
In the National Forest, the Forest Service administers the land above the ground and the Bureau of Land Management administers it below ground (mineral rights, etc).
Sheesh, getting ganged-up on by poltically-correct, humorless nitwits... I give up! :)
We shouldn't rule out the possibility of a colony of Mexicans (presumably subsisting on a diet of bio-engineered, greenhouse-grown Frijoles Negros). ;)
all paralyzed people in developed countries
Judging by the state of things, I'm guessing that will include... maybe parts of Switzerland. :p
Man, I hate me some walnuts. They don't add anything to the food they are used in, they get stuck in my teeth, and they taste bitter. I wish somebody would steal ALL of them, and get into a huge fireball of a wreck on the highway (with no one hurt, of course).
You know, if you detest them that much, you don't have to keep eating them... :)
T.F.A. is talking about military/gov't and you're talking about industry...
America will intervene anywhere there's enough oil, but nowhere else
It helps to produce opium; doesn't hurt to have a good spot for a pipeline, either...
You know, I hadn't considering the fact that Heinlein never did cuss either, not since I was a teenager at any rate. Perhaps it was something about the era the books were written in; I don't believe any of the other sci-fi I grew up on (novels primarily in the 50's and 60's, primarily) contained much if any, either. Nevertheless, there was something about L.Ron's writing that was struck me as slightly off; the absence of cussing always seemed to stand out like a sore thumb - perhaps it was because his depictions were otherwise so graphical (if I'm even remembering correctly; it's been 20 years). I seem to recall that writers of hard SF from a generation earlier would have skipped over certain sorts of details. You do bring up an interesting point, pitiful attempt at insult notwithstanding. :)
Sufficiently clever engineering is indistinguishable from magic, and there's fuck all in the cupboard.
Now I remember one of the reasons L. Ron creeped me out so much: nobody ever cussed in one of his novels (people who never cuss - this includes authors - often give me the heeby-jeebies).
I bet you'd trust a human, though!
Either way, you're trusting humans. The question is, which choice offers fewer points of failure? ;)
You made me think of pizza (this low-carb diet is hard enough as it is!).
The organized crime will do far more damage
Damage to who? Certainly not to those benefiting from this state of affairs...
I've always believed that Star Wars could live beyond me, and I thought it was important to set up the transition during my lifetime.
So you sold it to them?! Let me guess: Miley Cyrus will be playing a lead role... :p
What Stands In the Way of a Truly Solar-Powered Airliner?
Gravity?! :p
Something tells me neither you nor your wife have ever had an experience like that, either... :p
*There was one time when I went for a drive in the country with my girlfriend and I passed an area by the side of the road where people were four-wheeling in their pickups and ATV's. I couldn't resist; there was no way they were going to have all that fun to themselves, so I pulled off the road, aired-down the tires in my ancient '86 5000 Turbo Quattro (200 Quattro in Euro-speak) and proceeded to have the time of my life (well, outside the sack at any rate). However, when one of the puddles turned out to be a foot or so deeper than I expected, water came pouring in through the door seals... and when the car launched itself out of the puddle with a vengeance (damn,what a rush!), my old Nokia bounced out of its cubbyhole in the console and landed in the muddy water at our feet... however, it was nothing a little drying out on the dash couldn't fix. :)
I like your economic recovery plan: it sounds like it implements both Supply-Side and Keynesian economics... how can that not be good?? ;)
Well, congrats; aren't you lucky (and/or a completely anal-retentive Aspie!). :p
Is that the meaning behind your slashdot ID? :)
This will then be your primary computing device that follows you around.
This will then be your primary computing device that:
A) you leave on the roof of your car.
B) gets dropped in the toilet.
C) you spill your beverage on.
D) gets chewed up by your dog.
E) you get mugged for.
F) you leave in your hotel room.
G) you have confiscated by the authorities (should you find yourself at the wrong place/time)
H) gets reverse-engineered/stress-tested by your toddler
Shall I continue? Seriously; fuck all this smartphone nonsense; give me a borderline-disposable Nokia 2600-series and I'll happily call it a day! :p
Cost?
They're not on par with Intel on die size
This statement may have been true... back when they actually owned some fabs. :)