If I wanted someone sitting in my lap, I'd ask them to. The only people I've ever wanted in my personal space on an airplane were girlfriends, and we had very comfortable flights cuddled up under the crappy airline blanket watching the in-flight movie. You probably wouldn't understand that, being the statistical norm for here, you've never had a girl to hold hands with, much less be willing to be in your personal space.
Would it be just as fair for me to prop my feet up on their lap during the flight? Hey, it's ok, you were in my personal space, I thought we were suddenly good friends, right? I'd love to have the extra space to stretch my legs out.
If there were an extremely religious [gay|bi|straight] [man|woman] sitting beside me on the same flight, I'd be fine with it. We'd likely have a good conversation during the flight. But, if they shove their religion or sexuality on me through the flight, we're going to have some firm words about boundaries in casual conversation. Oddly enough, virtually all of the gay and bi, and very religious people I've known have been very respectful about sharing their opinions and listening to mine.
Now go put the cheeseburger down and tub of ice cream down, and consider that you really only need 2,000 calories a day (if you're active), not the 20,000 that you're currently consuming as an after dinner snack.
For me, at say 15k miles/yr, I burn 937 gallons of fuel because of the stop and go traffic. There is public transportation a few miles from home, but there's no parking there. There is also no public transportation to my work. If I walked, I would walk a few miles to the bus, ride it for an hour, and then walk a few more miles to work. In the time I'd spend walking, I'd already be at work and have quite a bit of productive time done.
Parking depends on where you work. Parking at home is free. Parking at work is free. So my parking expenses are $0.
The savings equation is flawed by localization.
For a while, I carpooled, so we cut the total fuel consumption for two people in half (only one of two possible cars on the road). Now, there are no coworkers that live close to me, or even travel near my house. Carpooling could tend to be a pain. If one had to work late, that left both of us at work. But, it was tolerable.
I'm 5'8", and my knees hit too. But at least I'm not leaving fat rolls in the adjoining seats.
I agree, they really need to do something about the forward spacing of the seats. Slipping my laptop bag under the seat in front of me is more of a magic trick than a boarding task.
But be happy that I don't lean my seat back, unless the seat behind me is empty or there's a kid in it.
I prefer to opt for the first class upgrades. No fat rolls. Sometimes I can't even touch the seat in front of me with my feet. I did that once in row 1. I had to slide my butt to the front edge of the seat to be able to touch the wall. It was refreshing and entertaining.:) The free booze didn't hurt the trip either.:)
I wish it did make sense. There I haven't found anyone who's had a lot of practical research on the subject. Then again, they'd be in the same state I am.
Oh, I'm getting so tired. I don't know how much longer I can do this.
So, I'm slipping into a parallel universe each time? It's possible, but... well... I haven't seen any differences, which is perfectly possible. I'd expect in some there should at least be some differences, unless humanity is as boring as it seems.
I'm in Florida. There are lots of small farms here. But, in traveling around the country, I've seen quite a few small farms from the air. I know in some parts of the country, 100 acres wouldn't even be considered a farm. I've driven miles past farms that seemed to never end. In a lot of places, all it takes is 5 acres and a few head of cattle or some crop to be a farm.
Well, as a matter of fact, I thought there was. I took him for a drive. He was very angry though. I had to keep reminding him, "Don't drive angry."
As I recall, we drove over a cliff, and the day started again.
The loop continues, but now it's drifting. For every day that people experience, I see years. It's hard to count though, as I can't exactly mark a calendar.
Noise canceling headphones, with pressure relieving ear plugs.
I've flown a few times with slight upper respiratory infection (because I had to, not that I wanted to). With that usually comes Eustachian tube dysfunction. That can range from annoying to painful. By painful, I mean feeling and hearing your eardrum ripping open, and then not being able to hear anything but a rattle for the next few days.
So when I fly, I buy the pressure relieving ear plugs. They usually sell them in pharmacy stores and the gift shops at the airport. Over them, I wear decent noise canceling headphones. I can hear the movie, music, or my laptop, but I can be completely unaware of the person beside me.
I've flown with crying babies and shrieking teenage girls near me. The only time I remove the headphones is when I want to ask the stewardess for another drink.:)
Go for it kids, get your Skype working. Don't disturb my drinks and we're all fine.
But please, I beg all of you. If your ass is as wide as two airline seats, PLEASE book two seats. No matter how large you are, you're not welcome to share my seat for an 8 hour flight. Don't complain that the seats are too small, when your BMI is over 40. Stop making excuses, and stop eating so much. Your weight is directly effected by your intake. That's all there is to it.
It really depends on how you consider "most". Large industrial farms operate differently than small farms. There are more small farms (say 100 acres or less) than big farms. The small farmer can't usually afford expensive fertilize, nor the equipment to distribute it. Think old family farms that have been operating for many generations.
Larger farms tend to be more product driven. It's worth the investment for equipment and supplies to keep every crop season as profitable as possible.
There are exceptions. Drive out of the city, and talk to a rural farmer. You'll likely hear how they have a particular crop that they grow once a season, just to till under to keep the soil rich.
I grew up on a primarily a cattle farm, with some separate plant crops. Once every year or so, we had to go out with "special equipment" to break up the cow patties. They were generally hard, and didn't break down all that well on their own. Our "special equipment" was an old box spring bed, with no wood or cloth on it. we hooked it to the back of a tractor, and systematically dragged it across the pastures. It was always a good excuse to drive the tractor fast around the pastures.:) After a couple rains, the grass grew much better, which in turn made the cattle happier. Well, happy until we took them for slaughter. Depending on the slaughter house, the cattle were killed on our property, or delivered alive. If they were killed on our property, a.38 point blank to the forehead did it quickly. It never took more than one shot. Cows are stupid. Even though we did this on a regular basis, they'd still just stand there and look at you while we did it.
It's strange how life changes. Now I haven't lived near a farm in about 20 years, and I've worked in major cities. I have no plans to go back to farming, unless some pretty substantial life changes dictate it.
I have a running joke with my sister. My mom didn't seem quite so entertained when we were all together for Thanksgiving one year, but it goes like this...
Q: What do you if a hooker dies in your house.
A: Bury her in the back yard. It saves a lot of questions that you don't want to answer.
Q: What do you do with a dead hooker in your back yard?
A: Leave her alone. She's quiet, so she's obviously happy.
It started when there was a news story a couple years ago, where a guy had a prostitute over to his house. She asked if she could go take a bath. The John obliged her, and let her. After about an hour, he knocked on the door, and there was no answer. He forced his way in, and found her dead in the bathtub. She OD'd on something.
Panicked, he didn't know what to do. He filled the tub with ice, to keep her from decomposing. That obviously wasn't a good solution. The next day, he dug a hole in the back yard and buried her. A day later, knowing that he'd get caught with a corpse buried in his back yard, he dug her back up, and put her back in the bath. He called the police, and confessed to everything.
The physical evidence showed that she OD'd, and that by the position from rigor, she had been in the tub. It also (obviously) showed that the body had been moved, got dirty, and was put back in the tub.
Since he was honest, and the physical evidence showed that he very likely had nothing to do with the death, they let him off. I guess they could have charged him with solicitation of prostitution, but the guy was extremely freaked out about the whole thing, and was honest with them. They decided he had been through enough, and didn't press any charges.
I like the easier answer. Don't have a hooker come over to your house.:)
Like I've said thousands of times over, I'm sorry.
Oh, you won't remember, and you'll say it again.
I should just give up, and use the next few events to cheat in Vegas and spend the rest of that cycle blowing my winnings on really great hookers and booze. I won't have a hangover, and I won't catch anything. I guess there are advantages to this.:)
You've never worked a farm, have you? That's where food comes from. Recycled food. Most farms grow a crop to plow under, to make the soil rich enough to support another crop. It's part of their planned cycle. If they don't do it, the soil is worthless, and can't support further crops.
And for further recycling... If you've lived in a home with a septic tank, you'll notice the grass grows better over the leech field.
You would only need the energy of the big bang if you planned on moving the entire universe.
You would need a small fraction of that to move a planet, and an even smaller fraction of that to move a starship.
It could be doable, but we haven't exactly figured out how to create gravity, much less enough gravity to pinch space. It may be doable with a singularity drive. Containment may be a bitch though. Dumping the warp core, like they did so often in Star Trek would be more catastrophic than shown.
Besides the heat absorbed by dark color things that we've created (roads, roofs, etc) there is the matter of the heat produced by every device that we've created. How many BTU's are put off by cars on the road, power plants, household electronics, etc, etc. It's not just that we've created a poison atmosphere, but we're generating a lot of heat internally too. We're warming up our thermal blanket of atmosphere from the inside every day.
I made a time machine that goes back in time, but unfortunately it's caused an infinite loop. It was suppose to make a small field go back. Instead, it encompassed the entire planet. I can't do anything to stop it. I found it's physically impossible to get near myself, and the first incarnation of me didn't leave the machine for many days before the experiment started.
I've tried to explain what's happened to people, but it's a severe case of Cassandra syndrome. I know the future, but no one will believe me. No one else remembers that they've already experienced this but me, probably because of my initial proximity to the machine.
But, this isn't the first time I tried to explain. None of you will believe me. And the machine will again loop us at 22:05 Eastern.
So, it will happen again. and again. and there's nothing I can do about it. If only I could adjust the parameters just a little. Maybe widen the window so I had more time to explain. Maybe induce a fault so it doesn't happen at all. I've tried everything to make this stop. Damn my security. I can't even hack into my servers remotely to change anything.
You won't ever notice, and you won't ever age, but I continue to age. I'm an old man now. I would leave a note, but it will be gone when our next event happens. When I die, if I can die, it will be my only salvation. I've tried to die before, but I always wake up in the same place after the event happens again.
I would like to apologize again, like I have countless times before, but it will fall on deaf ears.
I became interested in a similar fashion. It was before I knew Tesla had even existed (I was young, and he wasn't well taught). We drove out onto power company owned property under large transmission lines. If I stood in the back of our truck, and held the light up at arms length, it would light. I wanted to find out more, and did.
And for those who replied saying there is no association between EMF and leukemia, the most notable case that I remember from when I researched this 20+ years ago was a school build under transmission lines. In the first year, they had a notable number of cases. By the 3rd year, it seemed like an epidemic at the school. Studies followed, and by the 5th year, the school was closed.
There are plenty of studies that back this up. Of course, the industries who have the most to lose (namely power companies) have funded many studies that say exactly the opposite, to limit their liability.
The study I referenced was with three groups, each within the parameters that I outlined. Each subject group was of 20,000 people. That corresponded to the other studies I've read.
I think the better example is how ham radio, or UHF stations can bounce in the atmosphere to reach long distances.
For example when I was a kid in West central Florida, if the weather was right, we could watch TV from Texas with a regular mast mounted antenna (50' tall). We required the same antenna to pick up UHF and VHF stations in the next major city, approximately 100 miles away.
I'm familiar with Tesla's work. It's all really interesting stuff.
There really isn't anything left at the site, which is a terrible shame. It could be recreated, but would cost a fortune, and without Tesla there to make it work (or work out the bugs), it's seriously doubtful the casual hobbyist could make a working replica.
His wireless power on a global scale idea would require much more than just the Wardenclyffe site. The plans indicated many transmitters globally. This would never happen, as it takes the control away from too many huge money making industries. No government would allow it either. During a military operation, one of the first strategic moves is to disable the infrastructure (power, communications, water, and transportation). Once an enemy is blinded, the aggressive forces have a significant advantage.
I was always curious about long term effects. Non-ionizing radiation is proven to cause various illnesses. For example, some schools were built on cheap property in close proximity to large power transmission lines. That caused an unusually high rate of leukemia in the students. Prolonged exposure (living or going to school) at 200 meters raised the chance of getting leukemia by 70%. 200 meters to 500 meters raised it by 20%. Obviously, no research was done with Tesla's unfinished work. And for those asking for citations, search Google for "power lines leukemia" .
Some of Tesla's earlier work in Colorado Springs caused sparks to jump out of water faucets and from peoples feet as they were walking. It would have been interesting to see, but I'm sure quite unnerving after a while. I don't know the Wardenclyffe facility would have caused the same effect, or if he corrected it by possibly changing the frequency that he worked at.
The only people with enough documentation to know are the US Government, who seized all of his work materials when he died.
That is actually a very nice piece of work. I wish I could see it in person. I'm sure the 1st person view, walking around until suddenly everything lines up, must be very interesting.
But, it doesn't help with "Suspect driving gray sports car, last seen heading South on State Road 100", when you actually turned onto SR100, and then made a couple more turns, and are heading off to the East on another road at the speed limit.
I'm in a car that's fast enough now, where I would need a LOT of road to see it. At 170mph, I'd be doing 2.8 miles per minute, and need at least 30 seconds to stop. "Safe" roads to do that on are rare at best. An 8 mile stretch of road disappears in about 3 minutes. (or the length of a football field in 1.2 seconds) Honestly, I don't know how fast mine goes, so we'll just stay with the 170mph speed. Any road where I can get up to speed, there are no turns to make (i.e., I-10 between nowhere and nowhere), or Alligator Alley. I'd love to have the opportunity to find out how fast mine goes, and eventually I will, on a nice long track.
I'll suffice it to say, I've been on long desert roads, where multiple tractor trailers were in line doing about 65 (speed limit for cars 70mph to 75mph). When I'd pass, I'd start out at their speed, and watch the speedometer pass 150 as I cleared the first truck in line. I'm not racing them, I'm just passing slow vehicles, and not getting stuck in the wrong lane.
I've watched people race on the streets. They are stupid. Even when I was 18, I saw them as being stupid. They're also the same people with very low life expectancies. Over 100 in a residential area is not a smart thing to do. It may be a cat or a person that you hit, or even just lose control and hit an occupied dwelling. In any case, someone is going to be rather upset (or dead). I found out a few months ago, an old friend died this way. He was passenger in a car traveling at "excessive speeds" on a toll road. Something happened, they lost control, hit one wall, and shot across to demolish their car into the other side.
With all that said, I really enjoy racing on tracks these days. No worry about tickets, and I can run as hard as the car will take.:) At one track, I gave out before the car did. That was a long day of hard driving. The tires were hot. The brakes were hot. The engine was rather warm, and I was sore all over from the exertion and adrenaline.
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If I wanted someone sitting in my lap, I'd ask them to. The only people I've ever wanted in my personal space on an airplane were girlfriends, and we had very comfortable flights cuddled up under the crappy airline blanket watching the in-flight movie. You probably wouldn't understand that, being the statistical norm for here, you've never had a girl to hold hands with, much less be willing to be in your personal space.
Would it be just as fair for me to prop my feet up on their lap during the flight? Hey, it's ok, you were in my personal space, I thought we were suddenly good friends, right? I'd love to have the extra space to stretch my legs out.
If there were an extremely religious [gay|bi|straight] [man|woman] sitting beside me on the same flight, I'd be fine with it. We'd likely have a good conversation during the flight. But, if they shove their religion or sexuality on me through the flight, we're going to have some firm words about boundaries in casual conversation. Oddly enough, virtually all of the gay and bi, and very religious people I've known have been very respectful about sharing their opinions and listening to mine.
Now go put the cheeseburger down and tub of ice cream down, and consider that you really only need 2,000 calories a day (if you're active), not the 20,000 that you're currently consuming as an after dinner snack.
Had to fly as in, I wouldn't have a job if I refused to work. In case you haven't noticed, getting a new job isn't as easy as it was a few years ago.
I agree totally.
For me, at say 15k miles/yr, I burn 937 gallons of fuel because of the stop and go traffic. There is public transportation a few miles from home, but there's no parking there. There is also no public transportation to my work. If I walked, I would walk a few miles to the bus, ride it for an hour, and then walk a few more miles to work. In the time I'd spend walking, I'd already be at work and have quite a bit of productive time done.
Parking depends on where you work. Parking at home is free. Parking at work is free. So my parking expenses are $0.
The savings equation is flawed by localization.
For a while, I carpooled, so we cut the total fuel consumption for two people in half (only one of two possible cars on the road). Now, there are no coworkers that live close to me, or even travel near my house. Carpooling could tend to be a pain. If one had to work late, that left both of us at work. But, it was tolerable.
You're a different matter.
I'm 5'8", and my knees hit too. But at least I'm not leaving fat rolls in the adjoining seats.
I agree, they really need to do something about the forward spacing of the seats. Slipping my laptop bag under the seat in front of me is more of a magic trick than a boarding task.
But be happy that I don't lean my seat back, unless the seat behind me is empty or there's a kid in it.
I prefer to opt for the first class upgrades. No fat rolls. Sometimes I can't even touch the seat in front of me with my feet. I did that once in row 1. I had to slide my butt to the front edge of the seat to be able to touch the wall. It was refreshing and entertaining. :) The free booze didn't hurt the trip either. :)
I wish it did make sense. There I haven't found anyone who's had a lot of practical research on the subject. Then again, they'd be in the same state I am.
Oh, I'm getting so tired. I don't know how much longer I can do this.
So, I'm slipping into a parallel universe each time? It's possible, but ... well ... I haven't seen any differences, which is perfectly possible. I'd expect in some there should at least be some differences, unless humanity is as boring as it seems.
I'm in Florida. There are lots of small farms here. But, in traveling around the country, I've seen quite a few small farms from the air. I know in some parts of the country, 100 acres wouldn't even be considered a farm. I've driven miles past farms that seemed to never end. In a lot of places, all it takes is 5 acres and a few head of cattle or some crop to be a farm.
Well, as a matter of fact, I thought there was. I took him for a drive. He was very angry though. I had to keep reminding him, "Don't drive angry."
As I recall, we drove over a cliff, and the day started again.
The loop continues, but now it's drifting. For every day that people experience, I see years. It's hard to count though, as I can't exactly mark a calendar.
Ya, and she doesn't listen, but says I look like shit, and to stop trying to have sex with her. But, that's typical, isn't it?
Noise canceling headphones, with pressure relieving ear plugs.
I've flown a few times with slight upper respiratory infection (because I had to, not that I wanted to). With that usually comes Eustachian tube dysfunction. That can range from annoying to painful. By painful, I mean feeling and hearing your eardrum ripping open, and then not being able to hear anything but a rattle for the next few days.
So when I fly, I buy the pressure relieving ear plugs. They usually sell them in pharmacy stores and the gift shops at the airport. Over them, I wear decent noise canceling headphones. I can hear the movie, music, or my laptop, but I can be completely unaware of the person beside me.
I've flown with crying babies and shrieking teenage girls near me. The only time I remove the headphones is when I want to ask the stewardess for another drink. :)
Go for it kids, get your Skype working. Don't disturb my drinks and we're all fine.
But please, I beg all of you. If your ass is as wide as two airline seats, PLEASE book two seats. No matter how large you are, you're not welcome to share my seat for an 8 hour flight. Don't complain that the seats are too small, when your BMI is over 40. Stop making excuses, and stop eating so much. Your weight is directly effected by your intake. That's all there is to it.
That's close, but I'm not sure your technical jargon is exactly how I learned it. :)
It really depends on how you consider "most". Large industrial farms operate differently than small farms. There are more small farms (say 100 acres or less) than big farms. The small farmer can't usually afford expensive fertilize, nor the equipment to distribute it. Think old family farms that have been operating for many generations.
Larger farms tend to be more product driven. It's worth the investment for equipment and supplies to keep every crop season as profitable as possible.
There are exceptions. Drive out of the city, and talk to a rural farmer. You'll likely hear how they have a particular crop that they grow once a season, just to till under to keep the soil rich.
I grew up on a primarily a cattle farm, with some separate plant crops. Once every year or so, we had to go out with "special equipment" to break up the cow patties. They were generally hard, and didn't break down all that well on their own. Our "special equipment" was an old box spring bed, with no wood or cloth on it. we hooked it to the back of a tractor, and systematically dragged it across the pastures. It was always a good excuse to drive the tractor fast around the pastures. :) After a couple rains, the grass grew much better, which in turn made the cattle happier. Well, happy until we took them for slaughter. Depending on the slaughter house, the cattle were killed on our property, or delivered alive. If they were killed on our property, a .38 point blank to the forehead did it quickly. It never took more than one shot. Cows are stupid. Even though we did this on a regular basis, they'd still just stand there and look at you while we did it.
It's strange how life changes. Now I haven't lived near a farm in about 20 years, and I've worked in major cities. I have no plans to go back to farming, unless some pretty substantial life changes dictate it.
Your suggestion is an honor, but I relegate the honor to you. I will supervise the mass extinction, and will be the last to go. I promise. :)
I have a running joke with my sister. My mom didn't seem quite so entertained when we were all together for Thanksgiving one year, but it goes like this...
Q: What do you if a hooker dies in your house.
A: Bury her in the back yard. It saves a lot of questions that you don't want to answer.
Q: What do you do with a dead hooker in your back yard?
A: Leave her alone. She's quiet, so she's obviously happy.
It started when there was a news story a couple years ago, where a guy had a prostitute over to his house. She asked if she could go take a bath. The John obliged her, and let her. After about an hour, he knocked on the door, and there was no answer. He forced his way in, and found her dead in the bathtub. She OD'd on something.
Panicked, he didn't know what to do. He filled the tub with ice, to keep her from decomposing. That obviously wasn't a good solution. The next day, he dug a hole in the back yard and buried her. A day later, knowing that he'd get caught with a corpse buried in his back yard, he dug her back up, and put her back in the bath. He called the police, and confessed to everything.
The physical evidence showed that she OD'd, and that by the position from rigor, she had been in the tub. It also (obviously) showed that the body had been moved, got dirty, and was put back in the tub.
Since he was honest, and the physical evidence showed that he very likely had nothing to do with the death, they let him off. I guess they could have charged him with solicitation of prostitution, but the guy was extremely freaked out about the whole thing, and was honest with them. They decided he had been through enough, and didn't press any charges.
I like the easier answer. Don't have a hooker come over to your house. :)
But....
But...
That is obviously the reason for it all!
I'm suppose to be with her. I just have to make her understand. :)
Like I've said thousands of times over, I'm sorry.
Oh, you won't remember, and you'll say it again.
I should just give up, and use the next few events to cheat in Vegas and spend the rest of that cycle blowing my winnings on really great hookers and booze. I won't have a hangover, and I won't catch anything. I guess there are advantages to this. :)
Oh my god, there are two of us! How did it happen! Quick, give me your phone number and.....
Shit. We only have a few minutes. I won't see the reply.
Maybe next time.
You've never worked a farm, have you? That's where food comes from. Recycled food. Most farms grow a crop to plow under, to make the soil rich enough to support another crop. It's part of their planned cycle. If they don't do it, the soil is worthless, and can't support further crops.
And for further recycling... If you've lived in a home with a septic tank, you'll notice the grass grows better over the leech field.
You would only need the energy of the big bang if you planned on moving the entire universe.
You would need a small fraction of that to move a planet, and an even smaller fraction of that to move a starship.
It could be doable, but we haven't exactly figured out how to create gravity, much less enough gravity to pinch space. It may be doable with a singularity drive. Containment may be a bitch though. Dumping the warp core, like they did so often in Star Trek would be more catastrophic than shown.
Besides the heat absorbed by dark color things that we've created (roads, roofs, etc) there is the matter of the heat produced by every device that we've created. How many BTU's are put off by cars on the road, power plants, household electronics, etc, etc. It's not just that we've created a poison atmosphere, but we're generating a lot of heat internally too. We're warming up our thermal blanket of atmosphere from the inside every day.
I made a time machine that goes back in time, but unfortunately it's caused an infinite loop. It was suppose to make a small field go back. Instead, it encompassed the entire planet. I can't do anything to stop it. I found it's physically impossible to get near myself, and the first incarnation of me didn't leave the machine for many days before the experiment started.
I've tried to explain what's happened to people, but it's a severe case of Cassandra syndrome. I know the future, but no one will believe me. No one else remembers that they've already experienced this but me, probably because of my initial proximity to the machine.
But, this isn't the first time I tried to explain. None of you will believe me. And the machine will again loop us at 22:05 Eastern.
So, it will happen again. and again. and there's nothing I can do about it. If only I could adjust the parameters just a little. Maybe widen the window so I had more time to explain. Maybe induce a fault so it doesn't happen at all. I've tried everything to make this stop. Damn my security. I can't even hack into my servers remotely to change anything.
You won't ever notice, and you won't ever age, but I continue to age. I'm an old man now. I would leave a note, but it will be gone when our next event happens. When I die, if I can die, it will be my only salvation. I've tried to die before, but I always wake up in the same place after the event happens again.
I would like to apologize again, like I have countless times before, but it will fall on deaf ears.
I became interested in a similar fashion. It was before I knew Tesla had even existed (I was young, and he wasn't well taught). We drove out onto power company owned property under large transmission lines. If I stood in the back of our truck, and held the light up at arms length, it would light. I wanted to find out more, and did.
And for those who replied saying there is no association between EMF and leukemia, the most notable case that I remember from when I researched this 20+ years ago was a school build under transmission lines. In the first year, they had a notable number of cases. By the 3rd year, it seemed like an epidemic at the school. Studies followed, and by the 5th year, the school was closed.
There are plenty of studies that back this up. Of course, the industries who have the most to lose (namely power companies) have funded many studies that say exactly the opposite, to limit their liability.
The study I referenced was with three groups, each within the parameters that I outlined. Each subject group was of 20,000 people. That corresponded to the other studies I've read.
I think the better example is how ham radio, or UHF stations can bounce in the atmosphere to reach long distances.
For example when I was a kid in West central Florida, if the weather was right, we could watch TV from Texas with a regular mast mounted antenna (50' tall). We required the same antenna to pick up UHF and VHF stations in the next major city, approximately 100 miles away.
I'm familiar with Tesla's work. It's all really interesting stuff.
There really isn't anything left at the site, which is a terrible shame. It could be recreated, but would cost a fortune, and without Tesla there to make it work (or work out the bugs), it's seriously doubtful the casual hobbyist could make a working replica.
His wireless power on a global scale idea would require much more than just the Wardenclyffe site. The plans indicated many transmitters globally. This would never happen, as it takes the control away from too many huge money making industries. No government would allow it either. During a military operation, one of the first strategic moves is to disable the infrastructure (power, communications, water, and transportation). Once an enemy is blinded, the aggressive forces have a significant advantage.
I was always curious about long term effects. Non-ionizing radiation is proven to cause various illnesses. For example, some schools were built on cheap property in close proximity to large power transmission lines. That caused an unusually high rate of leukemia in the students. Prolonged exposure (living or going to school) at 200 meters raised the chance of getting leukemia by 70%. 200 meters to 500 meters raised it by 20%. Obviously, no research was done with Tesla's unfinished work. And for those asking for citations, search Google for "power lines leukemia" .
Some of Tesla's earlier work in Colorado Springs caused sparks to jump out of water faucets and from peoples feet as they were walking. It would have been interesting to see, but I'm sure quite unnerving after a while. I don't know the Wardenclyffe facility would have caused the same effect, or if he corrected it by possibly changing the frequency that he worked at.
The only people with enough documentation to know are the US Government, who seized all of his work materials when he died.
That is actually a very nice piece of work. I wish I could see it in person. I'm sure the 1st person view, walking around until suddenly everything lines up, must be very interesting.
I always loved that saying.
But, it doesn't help with "Suspect driving gray sports car, last seen heading South on State Road 100", when you actually turned onto SR100, and then made a couple more turns, and are heading off to the East on another road at the speed limit.
I'm in a car that's fast enough now, where I would need a LOT of road to see it. At 170mph, I'd be doing 2.8 miles per minute, and need at least 30 seconds to stop. "Safe" roads to do that on are rare at best. An 8 mile stretch of road disappears in about 3 minutes. (or the length of a football field in 1.2 seconds) Honestly, I don't know how fast mine goes, so we'll just stay with the 170mph speed. Any road where I can get up to speed, there are no turns to make (i.e., I-10 between nowhere and nowhere), or Alligator Alley. I'd love to have the opportunity to find out how fast mine goes, and eventually I will, on a nice long track.
I'll suffice it to say, I've been on long desert roads, where multiple tractor trailers were in line doing about 65 (speed limit for cars 70mph to 75mph). When I'd pass, I'd start out at their speed, and watch the speedometer pass 150 as I cleared the first truck in line. I'm not racing them, I'm just passing slow vehicles, and not getting stuck in the wrong lane.
I've watched people race on the streets. They are stupid. Even when I was 18, I saw them as being stupid. They're also the same people with very low life expectancies. Over 100 in a residential area is not a smart thing to do. It may be a cat or a person that you hit, or even just lose control and hit an occupied dwelling. In any case, someone is going to be rather upset (or dead). I found out a few months ago, an old friend died this way. He was passenger in a car traveling at "excessive speeds" on a toll road. Something happened, they lost control, hit one wall, and shot across to demolish their car into the other side.
With all that said, I really enjoy racing on tracks these days. No worry about tickets, and I can run as hard as the car will take. :) At one track, I gave out before the car did. That was a long day of hard driving. The tires were hot. The brakes were hot. The engine was rather warm, and I was sore all over from the exertion and adrenaline.