I didn't understand fission, enrichment, etc until I was nine. But just because I knew that you could squeeze fissile uranium really fast and blow shit up didn't mean I could do it. Ever see a gas diffusion plant? Most people don't have miles of isolated land, tens of thousands of employees, power plants, mines, etc available to produce fissile products. Then there are the specialized explosives, mathematicans, metallurgists, blah blah blah.
Trust me, this teacher wasn't building nukes. Neither were the students.
Or was your fear based on psychology - kids are fascinated by power? Kids are interested in learning how the most powerful thing they can imagine works? What would you expect? "Kids swear fealty to Albert Schweitzer"
Speaking of the improbable... My high school physics teacher insisted one of us demonstrate the bed of nails. Not a problem to me, except when I crab-walked over the thing the bell rang, adding urgency. I shoved seven nails into my palm and wrist when I missed the floor and hit the exhibit.
The pain and surprise caused me to leap away from the danger. How I managed to land on the floor is still a mystery.
What if I had landed (partially) on the nails? Shudder.
The cost of replication isn't the cost of creation. If I sell you a knife I've sold you a capability. If I sell you a printer driver I've sold you a capability. You can endlessly give away your purchase in one case - doesn't make it right.
Sure it took a few years, but a Dallas safety (George Teague had his shot, and did well) finally fucked that bitch up.
At least TO will be able to play again. How about the Playmaker? One bullshit hit in one medieval stadium ended it all. TO has never been to a division championship game. He's the Shaun Alexander of recievers - can't win when it matters and blames his failures on others. He'd be the Donovan McNabb of recievers, but DM has actually been in the division round and doesn't shift the blame to others.
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Since I'm me...pique (To provoke; arouse: The portrait piqued her curiosity.).
I hope so.
I didn't understand fission, enrichment, etc until I was nine.
But just because I knew that you could squeeze fissile uranium really fast and blow shit up didn't mean I could do it.
Ever see a gas diffusion plant?
Most people don't have miles of isolated land, tens of thousands of employees, power plants, mines, etc available to produce fissile products.
Then there are the specialized explosives, mathematicans, metallurgists, blah blah blah.
Trust me, this teacher wasn't building nukes.
Neither were the students.
Or was your fear based on psychology - kids are fascinated by power?
Kids are interested in learning how the most powerful thing they can imagine works?
What would you expect?
"Kids swear fealty to Albert Schweitzer"
Speaking of the improbable...
My high school physics teacher insisted one of us demonstrate the bed of nails.
Not a problem to me, except when I crab-walked over the thing the bell rang, adding urgency.
I shoved seven nails into my palm and wrist when I missed the floor and hit the exhibit.
The pain and surprise caused me to leap away from the danger.
How I managed to land on the floor is still a mystery.
What if I had landed (partially) on the nails?
Shudder.
Or just banned wings, cans, and stickers on shitty cars.
Indeed.
Pleased to meet ya.
I have also had intercrotch rodent infestations.
Three cheers for butane.
I want to research pain.
I'll use decibels as a measure of pain.
I'll use a propane torch as an agent of pain.
I'll use your family as a subject.
Hi, Mom - it's for science.
This society doesn't accept the concept of the individual - there are no volunteers.
How's the paint smell in that corner?
Invented, discovered, adopted...
The cost of replication isn't the cost of creation.
If I sell you a knife I've sold you a capability.
If I sell you a printer driver I've sold you a capability.
You can endlessly give away your purchase in one case - doesn't make it right.
Moot.
Moot point.
Mute point my chapped ass.
Words fucking mean things.
God damn it.
Fuck.
Argh.
Seriously.
Ick.
Else?
Oh, of course.
In what language are you coherent?
Then enable sigs.
Remember how they "forgot" to bill you?
It's also seen as extreme by folks concerned with unfashionable issues.
The ACLU is so narrowly focused that the whole concept falls apart.
Well, he did post on /.
So he's a loser four times.
Not that I'm exempt.
The plural of anecdote is not data.
IOW, FU.
I'm sure Roy has his doubts.
Sure it took a few years, but a Dallas safety (George Teague had his shot, and did well) finally fucked that bitch up.
At least TO will be able to play again.
How about the Playmaker?
One bullshit hit in one medieval stadium ended it all.
TO has never been to a division championship game.
He's the Shaun Alexander of recievers - can't win when it matters and blames his failures on others.
He'd be the Donovan McNabb of recievers, but DM has actually been in the division round and doesn't shift the blame to others.
TO?
FU.
Good point.
Hire everyone and patent every thought - then they will never miss out!
Then boil the oceans and bulldoze the mountains of gold.
Discrimination has a purpose.
RYS::You're still a freak.
A sick freak.
Which is normal these days.
But you're still a freak.
A sick freak.
Mod parent incapable of considering the big picture please.
What's a programer?
Where's canada?
Is the tempature rising?
This inaccuracy drives me insane.
Computatation requires reliable data.
Garbage In, Garbage Out.
Yet millions of morons fail it.
And you didn't get an offer.
Karma's real.
Wasn't she that guy ripping off Commodore?
Forget fisking.
This is unreadable.
Shame on you if you previewed.
Seriously, read this shit out loud and pay attention to what you hear.
Shear?
Sheer?
Words mean things.
Every television needs to be shot.
Maybe that's excessive.
Every television owned by a schoolteacher needs to be shot.
As does every schoolteacher found in the presence of a television.
Do a respiration function test.
Seriously.
People tend to write like they speak.
Frequent pauses can indicate problems breathing.