I'm not quite sure he'd appreciate to be switched back on again as some weird Moon-zombie from the past.
We as a race are quite a lot and we as individuals have a lot of different interests. While some like going to the moon others like to research age.
The notion that a people should pour all its efforts into one big undertaking is simplistic at best and fascist at worst. While I myself have trouble chewing gum while walking I'm quite sure that a lot of scientists can research a lot of different things at the same time without too much trouble.
Better also throw in a philosopher ot two in there because immortality is bound to be messy.
Those rockets were pointed at Coventry. Not the moon. And they got there quite a bit sooner. Who knows, maybe they'd even reached Moscow or New York? The sky is the limit.
What a brilliant application of human resourcefulness and ambition.
Sorry, but I can only react with sarcasm to such a ludicrous statement. The Nazis never thought beyond acquiring farmland. They were so narrow-minded it's not funny anymore. They'd rather fund archeological expeditions to prove Teh Master Race was descendant of the Norse gods themselves before they'd waste money and resources and perfectly good weapons to go to the moon. Why should you impress somebody you are bound to subdue by force?
They were THAT deluded. And screwed. That weapons programme was their way of searching for a silver bullet to win the war.
Dogma always gets in the way. Religion sadly doesn't have a monopoly on that. In that case it'd be easy to identify the kooks and send them on their merry way to another continent. Or place them on the B Ark.
The Giant Space Goat cometh(and Armstong never set foot on the moon and the Earth is 6251 years old). Here's your bunk. We'll follow you shortly. Promise!
Yep. Columbus is overrated. He didn't invent the ship. Or even the sail. Or the fire he put his kettle on. Heck, he didn't even scrub his own deck or sail by himself. He wasn't even the first. Let's forget that loser...
I wonder where this notion of the GP came from. Since when is standing on the shoulder of giants something that diminishes achievement? Being somebody who was remarkable even within a remarkable team is something to be remembered.
While it may be true that Armstrong didn't like to be a symbol for human aspirations he was one nevertheless. We celebrate his memory since we like to celebrate human resourcefulness. Our ambition. Our achievements. We should do so more often.
If I want to be depressed by somebody pointing out our failings and shortcomings then I'll read the news or visit some sort of religious ceremony. Now it is time to remember one of our greatest moments. And if Armstrong has to be appropriated to that end then so be it.
He was NOT cargo. He was NOT some monkey who got aimed and shot at the moon.
That generation of astronauts(and kosmonauts) had to be able to do complicated math and astonishing engineering feats while spinning out of control and slowly asphyxiating.
To put it bluntly and to use a car analogy:
Those guys were the ones who had to devise and install a new braking mechanism in a car that goes 500mph straight to a curve that leads to a nasty drop. Resourcefulness, knowledge, physical fitness, level-headedness and pocket protectors.
Of all the great who participated in the moon program, they were -had to be- what Nietzsche wrote about. Prime underwear on the outside, cape over the shoulder and a giant S painted on the chest material. With pocket protectors. The people in the tin-can WERE Plan B. And C. And D.
A work of fiction devised by man as an allegory of what it means to be human will point out that adversity begets excellence. While the literal truth is doubtful there is something to be learned from it. Simply dismissing it as a work of fiction with no value whatsoever is not the enlightened thing to do.
Your attitude is what gives us atheists a bad name. While the faith is as laughable as they come denying the value of one of the oldest texts in human history is equally laughable.
Hot damn, we dug up the cylinder of Cyrus the Great which decrees that all the captive peoples of Babylon were free to go and pratice their faiths. So muddled as it may be there even is a grain of historical testimony to be found in those fables. Let's mock the faiths and learn from their writings. We are not fettered by fairy-tale beliefs and pointless dogma.
I am OVERAWED by those guys who got their shot. They were pilots AND engineers AND scientists rolled into one. If something went wrong they had to do the math mend things with what they got while widly spinning and slowly asphyxiating. While even getting close to where they got was a huge team effort they truly had to be the best. They were not cargo. They were not passengers.
Multitasking problem solving. Can do both.
Would've been better if solving that problem hadn't involved incarcerating a substantial portion of the population.
Funnily my first thought was Old Blue Eyes singing "Fly me to the moon" and not Gil Scott-Heron. And the revolutions ARE televised:/
Died last year and the linked video is blocked in this country due to commercial interests. That's stomping and peeing on the mans grave. Not cool.
I do share this sentiment.
Per aspera ad astra.
If mankind ever will need an epitaph, this will be it.
It was a monumental effort carried out by many. And it was the embodyment what it means to be human. Ambition. For the heck of it. Cooperation. For our betterment. Because it is there. Somebody has to and it bloody well better be us. Maybe it IS made of cheese?
Ambition and curiosity got humans were we are now for better or worse. It is the very fibre of our being. It is said that if we want to survive we will have to take to the stars. The truth is, if we survive we will take to the stars. Or the nearest non-boring planet.
The first fishy bastard who dragged his butt into the mud didn't have a name. But if you ask yourself if ambition or curiosity drove that fishy bastard onto dry land you'll find that this notion strings a chord. That's how we think. That's who we are. I guess some fool will have asked Armstong why he agreed to be shot at the moon. And I'd like to think the question confused him. Why not? Could be a laff.
True, there are no practical flying cars. We dont live on the moon. In fact we haven't been there for some time. Partly propably because it's already been done before. Instead we have Mars in our sight.
Not today. Not tomorrow. But certainly within the next hundred years we'll shoot one of our own up there. Can't have the robots have all the fun.
Once you dragged your butt out of the sea into the mud then there's no going back. We are no quitters like whales and dolphins. We'll stick to it.
Per aspera ad astra.
Turns out "aspera" will always be an uphill battle.
RIP Neil Armstrong
But not RIP human ambition.
AD ASTRA!
Debbie Harry was/is one of the gals guys built shrines to.
The traditional building materials are mashed potatoes and your own eyebrows.
I believe Kim Gordon is only 8 years younger than her. Could you believe that? People claim women age badly. They only do when they are only T&A and both of them lifted. The great ones stay great.
Unless they are Mick Jagger.
Well in a sense electronic music is to blame. It was a quiet revolution that you didn't need a studio anymore but could do stuff in your living room. It lowered the barrier of entry for talented people. And some that'd better had gone into radio promo.
There are more nuggets in a wider sea of crap we have to wade through. And broadcast is not a big use to find anything since they only shove the biggest lumps of turd into your face. Bill Goldsmith of Radio Paradise excepted of course.
And I'm not especially fond of Kraftwerk tbh. My dad had a lot of Kraftwerk 33s. Still listened to his Chuck Berry, Elton John, Led Zep, The Who and for some reason a lot of Debbie Harry records with well-worn covers. My old man took me to my first heavy metal festival at the age of 12 and he dragged me to see Ian Anderson. No Debbie Harry, tho. But I guess David Bowie was just as pretty:P
When I was a kid I spent quite a lot of time with the old 45s my mum collected when she was a kid. I love music of the era. Did she have Lonnie Donegan? No. She had the usual bubble gum crap that rightly got forgotten. Crap has always been produced and has always been forgotten. But back then they didn't quite know how to mass produce hist. You needed musicians who were somewhat competent in their trade and believe it or not a formal musical education is something most musicians actually had and have.
One could say that there was no diversity in the childhood of the Baby Boomers or any other generation. Which is simply untrue. But what is true is that over the past 100 years music got steadily more commercial. As in bigger bzns.
Scott Joplin sold piano rolls and performed for them. Then somebody came up with an idea to have musicians sing into a box and give them 5$. And then somebody came up with the idea that you don't have to shift musicians or the boxes they had sung into to their audience but some radio waves. And boom goes the dynamite.
Took them 40 years to figure out how to grab the right kid, have it sing the right stuff and build that durn money hat they always wanted. Zappa sent Bobby Brown into radio promo not because he liked him. Now we call him codpiece Cowell.
It did cost Erin quite a lot of time and effort which is why many people think she is a national heroine and not at all that wosshername actress who played her in a movie based on what she did.
If you do not stand up and speak for yourself who else is supposed to do it?
This attitude reminds me of this "You are about to be fired" speach V broadcast and that didn't make it into the movie. For shame!
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Some might argue that era went up in smoke together with the Challenger...
I'm not quite sure he'd appreciate to be switched back on again as some weird Moon-zombie from the past.
We as a race are quite a lot and we as individuals have a lot of different interests. While some like going to the moon others like to research age.
The notion that a people should pour all its efforts into one big undertaking is simplistic at best and fascist at worst. While I myself have trouble chewing gum while walking I'm quite sure that a lot of scientists can research a lot of different things at the same time without too much trouble.
Better also throw in a philosopher ot two in there because immortality is bound to be messy.
What's the Kickstarter URL? Will I get a T-Shirt?
When I was that age I got to see Challenger blown to smithereens :(
Also find a person of the right age in any part of the west and show them the iconic picture of the Challenger explosion. They'll remember instantly.
That's the one I remember most vividly. In some way I do envy those who as kids got to see Armstong when he landed on the moon instead.
As long as they can sell cheap crap figurines of him, I'm sure they're game.
Wallmart would be happy to stock them.
These were also people that accellerated the destruction of most of the earth ecosystems by overpopulation.
No. That were Adam and Eve. Silly fornicating buggers.
The hyperbole befits the achievement.
They. Were. On. The. Fucking. Moon.
I've never been to New Guinea.
Those rockets were pointed at Coventry. Not the moon. And they got there quite a bit sooner. Who knows, maybe they'd even reached Moscow or New York? The sky is the limit.
What a brilliant application of human resourcefulness and ambition.
Sorry, but I can only react with sarcasm to such a ludicrous statement. The Nazis never thought beyond acquiring farmland. They were so narrow-minded it's not funny anymore. They'd rather fund archeological expeditions to prove Teh Master Race was descendant of the Norse gods themselves before they'd waste money and resources and perfectly good weapons to go to the moon. Why should you impress somebody you are bound to subdue by force?
They were THAT deluded. And screwed. That weapons programme was their way of searching for a silver bullet to win the war.
Dogma always gets in the way. Religion sadly doesn't have a monopoly on that. In that case it'd be easy to identify the kooks and send them on their merry way to another continent. Or place them on the B Ark.
The Giant Space Goat cometh(and Armstong never set foot on the moon and the Earth is 6251 years old). Here's your bunk. We'll follow you shortly. Promise!
Yep. Columbus is overrated. He didn't invent the ship. Or even the sail. Or the fire he put his kettle on. Heck, he didn't even scrub his own deck or sail by himself. He wasn't even the first. Let's forget that loser...
I wonder where this notion of the GP came from. Since when is standing on the shoulder of giants something that diminishes achievement? Being somebody who was remarkable even within a remarkable team is something to be remembered.
While it may be true that Armstrong didn't like to be a symbol for human aspirations he was one nevertheless. We celebrate his memory since we like to celebrate human resourcefulness. Our ambition. Our achievements. We should do so more often.
If I want to be depressed by somebody pointing out our failings and shortcomings then I'll read the news or visit some sort of religious ceremony. Now it is time to remember one of our greatest moments. And if Armstrong has to be appropriated to that end then so be it.
He was NOT cargo. He was NOT some monkey who got aimed and shot at the moon.
That generation of astronauts(and kosmonauts) had to be able to do complicated math and astonishing engineering feats while spinning out of control and slowly asphyxiating.
To put it bluntly and to use a car analogy:
Those guys were the ones who had to devise and install a new braking mechanism in a car that goes 500mph straight to a curve that leads to a nasty drop. Resourcefulness, knowledge, physical fitness, level-headedness and pocket protectors.
Of all the great who participated in the moon program, they were -had to be- what Nietzsche wrote about. Prime underwear on the outside, cape over the shoulder and a giant S painted on the chest material. With pocket protectors. The people in the tin-can WERE Plan B. And C. And D.
A work of fiction devised by man as an allegory of what it means to be human will point out that adversity begets excellence. While the literal truth is doubtful there is something to be learned from it. Simply dismissing it as a work of fiction with no value whatsoever is not the enlightened thing to do.
Your attitude is what gives us atheists a bad name. While the faith is as laughable as they come denying the value of one of the oldest texts in human history is equally laughable.
Hot damn, we dug up the cylinder of Cyrus the Great which decrees that all the captive peoples of Babylon were free to go and pratice their faiths. So muddled as it may be there even is a grain of historical testimony to be found in those fables. Let's mock the faiths and learn from their writings. We are not fettered by fairy-tale beliefs and pointless dogma.
Sorry, pet peeve.
I am OVERAWED by those guys who got their shot. They were pilots AND engineers AND scientists rolled into one. If something went wrong they had to do the math mend things with what they got while widly spinning and slowly asphyxiating. While even getting close to where they got was a huge team effort they truly had to be the best. They were not cargo. They were not passengers.
Multitasking problem solving. Can do both. :/
Would've been better if solving that problem hadn't involved incarcerating a substantial portion of the population.
Funnily my first thought was Old Blue Eyes singing "Fly me to the moon" and not Gil Scott-Heron. And the revolutions ARE televised
Died last year and the linked video is blocked in this country due to commercial interests. That's stomping and peeing on the mans grave. Not cool.
Why Mars? That's too close. He's got time.
Let him surf with the Phoenix Asteroids.
...they shot one of our own at the moon. Turns out jocks like Buck Rogers and Flash Gordon didn't get ther first.
What? The musician? Performed with Crazy Horse? Rust does sleep after all :(
Look out mama there's a white boat coming up the river...
I do share this sentiment.
Per aspera ad astra.
If mankind ever will need an epitaph, this will be it.
It was a monumental effort carried out by many. And it was the embodyment what it means to be human. Ambition. For the heck of it. Cooperation. For our betterment. Because it is there. Somebody has to and it bloody well better be us. Maybe it IS made of cheese?
Ambition and curiosity got humans were we are now for better or worse. It is the very fibre of our being. It is said that if we want to survive we will have to take to the stars. The truth is, if we survive we will take to the stars. Or the nearest non-boring planet.
The first fishy bastard who dragged his butt into the mud didn't have a name. But if you ask yourself if ambition or curiosity drove that fishy bastard onto dry land you'll find that this notion strings a chord. That's how we think. That's who we are. I guess some fool will have asked Armstong why he agreed to be shot at the moon. And I'd like to think the question confused him. Why not? Could be a laff.
True, there are no practical flying cars. We dont live on the moon. In fact we haven't been there for some time. Partly propably because it's already been done before. Instead we have Mars in our sight.
Not today. Not tomorrow. But certainly within the next hundred years we'll shoot one of our own up there. Can't have the robots have all the fun.
Once you dragged your butt out of the sea into the mud then there's no going back. We are no quitters like whales and dolphins. We'll stick to it.
Per aspera ad astra.
Turns out "aspera" will always be an uphill battle.
RIP Neil Armstrong
But not RIP human ambition.
AD ASTRA!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtFBRJFN3p8
We will get back there. Not today. Not tomorrow. But eventually.
RIP Neil Armstrong
You are being served Idiocracy movie quotes. /. is like dripping a poor person's blood into a basin full of Ayn Randers.
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Debbie Harry was/is one of the gals guys built shrines to.
The traditional building materials are mashed potatoes and your own eyebrows.
I believe Kim Gordon is only 8 years younger than her. Could you believe that? People claim women age badly. They only do when they are only T&A and both of them lifted. The great ones stay great.
Unless they are Mick Jagger.
Well in a sense electronic music is to blame. It was a quiet revolution that you didn't need a studio anymore but could do stuff in your living room. It lowered the barrier of entry for talented people. And some that'd better had gone into radio promo. :P
There are more nuggets in a wider sea of crap we have to wade through. And broadcast is not a big use to find anything since they only shove the biggest lumps of turd into your face. Bill Goldsmith of Radio Paradise excepted of course.
And I'm not especially fond of Kraftwerk tbh. My dad had a lot of Kraftwerk 33s. Still listened to his Chuck Berry, Elton John, Led Zep, The Who and for some reason a lot of Debbie Harry records with well-worn covers. My old man took me to my first heavy metal festival at the age of 12 and he dragged me to see Ian Anderson. No Debbie Harry, tho. But I guess David Bowie was just as pretty
Well, ok, let's blame The Monkees.
When I was a kid I spent quite a lot of time with the old 45s my mum collected when she was a kid. I love music of the era. Did she have Lonnie Donegan? No. She had the usual bubble gum crap that rightly got forgotten. Crap has always been produced and has always been forgotten. But back then they didn't quite know how to mass produce hist. You needed musicians who were somewhat competent in their trade and believe it or not a formal musical education is something most musicians actually had and have.
One could say that there was no diversity in the childhood of the Baby Boomers or any other generation. Which is simply untrue. But what is true is that over the past 100 years music got steadily more commercial. As in bigger bzns.
Scott Joplin sold piano rolls and performed for them. Then somebody came up with an idea to have musicians sing into a box and give them 5$. And then somebody came up with the idea that you don't have to shift musicians or the boxes they had sung into to their audience but some radio waves. And boom goes the dynamite.
Took them 40 years to figure out how to grab the right kid, have it sing the right stuff and build that durn money hat they always wanted. Zappa sent Bobby Brown into radio promo not because he liked him. Now we call him codpiece Cowell.
It did cost Erin quite a lot of time and effort which is why many people think she is a national heroine and not at all that wosshername actress who played her in a movie based on what she did.
If you do not stand up and speak for yourself who else is supposed to do it?
This attitude reminds me of this "You are about to be fired" speach V broadcast and that didn't make it into the movie. For shame!
Of course there is an obvious solution to the "lawyer problem". You institute a police state or monarchy where the little people have no rights.
Communist? Nazi? Take your pick.
I'll pick Anarchist. Those guys build interesting dictatorships.