I want the space elevator to look like the ones in the depths of the Planet of the Krell (Forbidden Planet, circa 1956). Lots of sparks as the enormous glassy spheres make their climb. Forget economics, let's get some drama happening.
People are not going to want to spend a ton of money overhauling their car every 15 years...At the end of the day. the economics for a car designed for extremely long life just don't work
Bicycle to work for ten years then buy a Bentley. Keep it maintained and drive it for fifty years.
Sorry, Cold Fjord, I don't vote in your elections, not my continent. And I would not murder another person to save my own life.
But I've read European history, and I'm following yours. I'm old, I'm far away from you, and I'm independent. There are parallels with pre-WW2 Germany. Watch yourselves, that's all I have to say. Watch out for the use of the broad brush.
Yes, I guess age is adding waves on me. That was definitely the article I was referring to. Don't know if it's online, but I wish it was. WEC copy I have is original paper pub.
What Drinkypoo says is pretty much on track. One might argue that there must be a reason why Apple users are more willing than average to forgive though, even if they can't understand why. There are some subliminal messages that are definitely getting across -- perhaps their machines are perceived as sterile, rather than viral.
Personally, I'm happy with any computer built since the Difference Engine (Hey, I'm old. Ada Lovelace was hot).
But I also know that the rest of the world ain't like me and you. There are whole groups of professionals who must - by charter - eschew innovation (floor care nurses come to mind) and the less they have to think about computers the more comfortable they are. For me, mouse buttons >= 3 is better. For others, mouse buttons > 0 are problematic, mouse buttons > 1 are Way Beyond The Comfort Zone. There are a lot of those people out there.
Nobody starts the morning with the goal of "Today I will convert our system of government into a totalitarian autocracy" -- no good person, or group of people would willingly do that.
However, by one tiny chip of compromise after another, one infinitesimal shift to accommodate a "reasonable response" after another, a group of people can turn into "The (choose ethnic group) Problem" and suddenly it's okay to treat people as things, the only capital crime there is. You never quite know where you cross the line and suddenly you have become the enemy your grandparents fought war, bloody war to prevent from turning the future into a long night of horror.
Will you have the courage to say "NO" to the new Gestapo? They're just nice guys like you who have a job to do, y'know? Or will you draw a line somewhere and say "At long last, Mr. McCarthy, have you no shame?"
(*Title refers to the short story in The Last Whole Earth Catalog. Find it and read it. Was a school experiment designed to show how good people could turn into black, black Nazis and why there were no Nazi's in Germany after the war. Scares the tar out of me, more so as the days go by.)
Incidentally, George Pal's version of "Time Machine" had a young, red-haired James Doohan in a supporting role, chatting about satellites and war just as the sirens went off and the protagonist decided to move the lever forward and skip WW3 altogether (wise man).
I want to romp amongst the Eloi, myself. That Weena was hot!
On a computer, a task that can be performed on paper is slower in most cases in initial set up
Amen to that. The solution I think is to use both -- sketch your idea on pencil quickly in storyboard fashion; if the idea takes off, grab the Wacom and move to that medium. That's what my daughter, the multimedia artist does. Knowing when to make the transition is key.
Same thing for me with coding -- I'll take a sheet of A3 paper and a pencil to rough out the logic, using baloons and arrows and whatnot as my own graphic shorthand (ok, some of it does look like UML, so sue me...). But the idea has to be iconified quickly or you can lose track of the idea. Ideas are fleeting things -- you have to pin the little buggers down or they'll get away.
1) Hire very clued people, only, and equip them appropriately;
2) Treat communications with the same cleverness as exceptionally good code
3) ???...
4) Profit !!!
Perhaps IBM would then take ownership of the brand name "Unix". What could they do with it? Wave it around as a trophy while doing a Dogbert Happy Dance.
The swing wing was based on the lessons learnt from the F-111
One of the other ones was that the F-111 swing wing pivot pin (a fairly expensive piece of machined titanium) is the exact match for a Furphy tractor irrigation trailer pivot pin, as a bloke in Laverton found out. He'd just ordered it out of the parts catalogue from the dimensions, never mind what it was originally for. It fit, that's what counted, and they could continue to pull the Furphy along the runways without breaking the bolt. The auditor who found it's eventual use changed the ordering procedures a bit after that.
Slashdot Mirror
A man, a plan, bloody palindromes.
(1) Australia, and (2) I did.
This sentence no verb.
You really need a strong mechanism that stops the pendulum from swinging.
Vary the location of the exit point at the top from payload to payload to keep resonances from building up.
I want the space elevator to look like the ones in the depths of the Planet of the Krell (Forbidden Planet, circa 1956). Lots of sparks as the enormous glassy spheres make their climb. Forget economics, let's get some drama happening.
"Somebody sent a bomb up to us!"
"What did you say?"
"Release all of the Zig; let us hope we can achieve some measure of justice"
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I cannot tell you how hard it was to render that in English.
Can someone post a list of the most egregiously virulent memes ever committed to the information sea in the name of entertainment?
Cold medicine is kicking in.... ignore me.
Aye, treating people as things, singly or in groups, is the only true crime.
Bicycle to work for ten years then buy a Bentley. Keep it maintained and drive it for fifty years.
But I've read European history, and I'm following yours. I'm old, I'm far away from you, and I'm independent. There are parallels with pre-WW2 Germany. Watch yourselves, that's all I have to say. Watch out for the use of the broad brush.
I'd suggest adding Groklaw. High clue content site.
Yes, I guess age is adding waves on me. That was definitely the article I was referring to. Don't know if it's online, but I wish it was. WEC copy I have is original paper pub.
Personally, I'm happy with any computer built since the Difference Engine (Hey, I'm old. Ada Lovelace was hot).
But I also know that the rest of the world ain't like me and you. There are whole groups of professionals who must - by charter - eschew innovation (floor care nurses come to mind) and the less they have to think about computers the more comfortable they are. For me, mouse buttons >= 3 is better. For others, mouse buttons > 0 are problematic, mouse buttons > 1 are Way Beyond The Comfort Zone. There are a lot of those people out there.
However, by one tiny chip of compromise after another, one infinitesimal shift to accommodate a "reasonable response" after another, a group of people can turn into "The (choose ethnic group) Problem" and suddenly it's okay to treat people as things, the only capital crime there is. You never quite know where you cross the line and suddenly you have become the enemy your grandparents fought war, bloody war to prevent from turning the future into a long night of horror.
Will you have the courage to say "NO" to the new Gestapo? They're just nice guys like you who have a job to do, y'know? Or will you draw a line somewhere and say "At long last, Mr. McCarthy, have you no shame?"
(*Title refers to the short story in The Last Whole Earth Catalog. Find it and read it. Was a school experiment designed to show how good people could turn into black, black Nazis and why there were no Nazi's in Germany after the war. Scares the tar out of me, more so as the days go by.)
You have been eaten by a grue.
Incidentally, George Pal's version of "Time Machine" had a young, red-haired James Doohan in a supporting role, chatting about satellites and war just as the sirens went off and the protagonist decided to move the lever forward and skip WW3 altogether (wise man).
I want to romp amongst the Eloi, myself. That Weena was hot!
I would have thought "Yoogle" would be more appropriate.
Amen to that. The solution I think is to use both -- sketch your idea on pencil quickly in storyboard fashion; if the idea takes off, grab the Wacom and move to that medium. That's what my daughter, the multimedia artist does. Knowing when to make the transition is key.
Same thing for me with coding -- I'll take a sheet of A3 paper and a pencil to rough out the logic, using baloons and arrows and whatnot as my own graphic shorthand (ok, some of it does look like UML, so sue me...). But the idea has to be iconified quickly or you can lose track of the idea. Ideas are fleeting things -- you have to pin the little buggers down or they'll get away.
How about the "Laissez Faire" party? Nope, too Foreign (not that there's anything wrong with that, I be highly foreign).
How about the "Boone" party, after a certain early American frontiersman? I don't know his politics very well but the image is very self-reliant.
"In theory, there's no difference between theory and practice. In practice, there is." -- Yogi Berra
I wish my L70 Mage had a spell checker...
Erk, forgot the line breaks. Do not include me in step 1) today. Coffee.
1) Hire very clued people, only, and equip them appropriately; 2) Treat communications with the same cleverness as exceptionally good code 3) ???... 4) Profit !!!
Perhaps IBM would then take ownership of the brand name "Unix". What could they do with it? Wave it around as a trophy while doing a Dogbert Happy Dance.
One of the other ones was that the F-111 swing wing pivot pin (a fairly expensive piece of machined titanium) is the exact match for a Furphy tractor irrigation trailer pivot pin, as a bloke in Laverton found out. He'd just ordered it out of the parts catalogue from the dimensions, never mind what it was originally for. It fit, that's what counted, and they could continue to pull the Furphy along the runways without breaking the bolt. The auditor who found it's eventual use changed the ordering procedures a bit after that.
Thirty tons of thrust. That is a LOT of push.