But they will pry my twenty ton gravity-shielded magnetic monopole necklace and gluon-free quark pinky ring from my cold dead body before I ever vote for NASA to do art projects, for arts sake alone. Nice job they did of over-designing the first Hubble mirror so a mere speck of black paint that flaked off their mirror measuring monstrosity. The latest probe is barely working, but at least this time they didn't allow Canadians to assume the USA was using the metric system.

Ever glued a quarter to the sidewalk?

Super-magnets are now available in fist size. Throw two up in the air. They will find each other at 100 miles an hour and might spread glass-sharp ceramic shrapnel throughout the room except that, actually it will merely drop to the ground as black rock since shrapnel will curve back in. What do you call such a solid? A glob of entropy.

So these should be glued to the sidewalk instead. Anybody with a steal watch or steal-toed boot will get stuck to it.

What do you call the nuclear instead of chemical version of such a magnetic event? Not a neutron bomb. That fries people not computers. You call it an "electromagnetic pulse weapon" and it wont kill many people (but dual nipple rings may cause heart attacks) but would end the Net and cell phone networks.

It's sad how simple atom bombs (unlike 5000X as powerful hydrogen bombs) in WWII ended all real world tests of actual "extreme" magnetization or electro-excitation of actual cities. What good videos they would make. How about NASA artists simulate that sort of thing?

Or how about they actually finally fund a billion dollar project on how to allow people to hibernate 100K years, which is about as fast as we could use atomic energy to reach another solar system (and then wait a decade or two for the radio signal of their arrival to reach back to us, who, after 100K years of evolution would no longer be human).

We are stuck. Wake up. Watch TV. Headline news says no signals from aliens. We go to sleep. Eight decades pass. We go to sleep and don't wake up.

Isn't it obvious? Religions got creation factually wrong, but they got right is that our souls are immortal. Why else would civilizations a million years smarter than us not phone us up? Our Universe is not just in limbo, but is it, a mere speck of dust, an eyeblink.

Ask a real physicist *where* the CENTER of the Universe is. He will start speaking like a barefoot monk, if you can get him to answer your question at all.

"The majority of the girls God makes are pretty, but I don't care about looks. But that's the difference between a geek and the typical womanizer because they are so dependent on how booty looks. I rather concentrate on brains and don't give a Hoover dam what the outside looks like."

Jealous liar.

For billion dollar type companies like PC makers or Apple, how much does it really *cost* to hire ONE guy to make products not only look good but do so by using understanding of injection molding and magnesium or titanium die casting and pressure forming (soon carbon fiber).

To have an ugly computer is like having a wife with sad features and a Vista attitude to boot, and reboot and reboot and....

Low budget though, otherwise instead of superglue and a cheap bulk bag of bendy pipes, they would use rapid prototyping to make a mold or the object itself.

I'd say its either a frictionless liquid helium quantum brain or a frictionless quantum bowel.

Ah, it's not a cooler. It's a heater! A simple yuppie (priced) radiator.

So now *this* company offers this crappy drive and online backups? How about buy two drives instead and swap them each week, so any given week you have a week and two week backups in DRIVES YOU CAN ACTUALLY BOOT FROM?! How can I boot my computer from a web site?

When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for CPU users to dissolve the commercial bonds which have enslaved them to another Industry, and to assume the powers of copy and paste, a power which Steve Jobs entitled them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all binary data is created equal, that data is endowed by their Muse with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of independent reproduction amongst student and other low income classes.

That to secure these rights, torrent sites are instituted among men. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it.

Such has been the patient sufferance of music fans; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former systems of government. The history of the present Recording Industry Association of America is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over CPUs. To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world.

The music industry has historically refused to sell separate tracks, falsely claiming that "albums" full of two hits plus useless, contractually obligated filler is the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.

The RIAA has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the homes of music lovers, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.

The RIAA has erected a multitude of new offices, and sent hither swarms of lawyers to harass common people, and eat out their substance.

For taking away our tape recorders, abolishing our most valuable song collections to piles of obsolete dust, as forms of computer memory and music encoding evolve.

The RIAA has plundered our CPUs, ravaged our download speeds, burned our corrupted iTunes playlist recovery ability from iPods, and destroyed the lives of low income people who would never buy Prince's stupid Batman Sountrack CD just to get 'Batdance' at the exact same inflated price that early adopters of CDs were charged for. The profits of this "filler tax" benefited neither artist nor fanbase.

The RIAA is at this time transporting large armies of foreign mercenaries to complete the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of cruelty and perfidy scarcely paralleled in the cassette tape and VHS ages.

We, therefore, the Blogosphere of United Earth, assembled through comments and hyperlinks, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the name, and by the authority of the good users of these CPUs, solemnly publish and declare, that our CPUs are, and of right ought to be free and independent; that they are absolved from all allegiance to RMA schemes, and being free and independent CPUs, they have full power to share data, worldwide. And for the support of this declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.

Bad design alert though. Six unlabeled buttons, and MOST likely no info about how to keep the snooze control working for three hours instead of just three times. The sun comes up very late in NYC, due to all the million dollar buildings in the way.

One of the worst ways to accidently kill a friend is to inject some cool club drugs and forget to let the air out of the syringe. I guess the blood stream doesn't know what to do with air bubbles except to stop the flow of blood, when they rise up to the heart or brain veins.

No power? POWER. No breaks. BREAKS.

POWER AND BREAKS? Check. Uh, just kidding. Just gravity and a wiggle motion to move you forward on flat surfaces, and very much down hills.

Now add some real gas engines with some real mufflers to them, and I'm good with it:
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"Crucifixes are sexy because there's a naked man on them!" - Madonna

Notice the lack of HOMICIDAL outrage by the various brands of New Testament religions to posts like this. Jesus was a cool guy who said, commanded even, not to attack your enemies, but to embrace them. Thus the question of "What would Jesus do?" (about this NON-government supported childishness?). I actually don't know, in the humble sense, especially since I'm not of his or any other religion. Only when government supports it (as in FUNDED museums display taunts to New Testiment religion) does the "right wing" have a hissy fit.

Yet is this worse or less worse than the tacky Jesus-shaped car fresheners or sh*tty design candles that burn for a week with some stupid religious scene on it, painted by a retard? If that's "religion" then I'm a goat.

Jesus may have been a radical liberal, so sex with children may have a Christian background, just like it has such background, historically, especially man/boy love.

Yet there is also mysticism, and that is the divide, the one that makes us all die alone with only our own thoughts to comfort us.

"Has anyone at the end of the nineteenth century a distinct conception of what poets of strong ages called inspiration? If not, I will describe it. If one had the slightest residue of superstition left in one, one would hardly be able to set aside the idea that one is merely incarnation, merely mouthpiece, merely medium of overwhelming forces. The concept of revelation, in the sense that something suddenly, with unspeakable certainty and subtlety becomes visible, audible, something that shakes and overturns one to the depths, simply describes the fact. One hears, one does not seek; one takes, one does not ask who gives; a thought flashes up like lightening, with necessity, unfalteringly formed I have never had any choice. An ecstasy whose tremendous tension sometimes discharges itself in a flood of tears, while one's steps now involuntarily rush along, now involuntarily lag; a complete being outside of oneself with distinct consciousness of a multitude of subtle shudders and trickles down to one's toes: a depth of happiness in which the most painful and gloomy things appear, not as an antithesis, but as conditioned, demanded, as a necessary colour within such a superfluity of light; an instinct for rhythmical relationships which spans forms of wide extent length, the need for a wide-spanned rhythm is almost the measure of the force of inspiration, a kind of compensation for its pressure and tension.... Everything is in the highest degree involuntary but takes place as in a tempest of a feeling of freedom, of absoluteness, of power, or divinity." - Friedrich Nietzsche

"Have U ever been so lonely that U felt like U were the only one in this world? Have U ever wanted 2 play with someone so much U'd take any one boy or girl? Save me Jesus, I've been a fool: how could I forget that U are the rule? U are my God, I am Your child
From now on, 4 U I shall be wild. Love is God, God is love. Girls and boys love God above." - Prince

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Justice and Civil Society doesn't exist any more, so now I have the reputation of a whore. All his friends went private on me, on Facebook, even!

Yah, mon, pass the bong aron.

'Tis sad though that fake "green" advertising actually makes people buy more products that contain the same old 72 elements including NEW low uranium titanium!!!!.

The "shooting fish in a barrel" guilt effect is what made me stop trying to womanize the clipboard carrying college babes greenshirts. Mention to them that carbon dioxide is freely distributable plant fertilizer, and they walk home, dejected, having never before been subjected to ideas like actual problem solving rather than feel-good "activism." I remember, over my 5 years as a top dog benchtop chemist at Columbia, making molecules to selectively interact with cancer, just sort of laughing at the CHEERLEADER types who would smirk at you for "not caring" as they politely asked "Do you are about X?" in which X cycled from "saving the whales", "diminishing rainforests" (a blatant LIE), massive extinctions (boring LIE), curing AIDS (uh...get a degree in science Ms. Tight Sweater with zits), etc.

Guilt is the ONE emotion that fascists still have fairly good control over us by invoking, via sound-bit propaganda.

Here is the weather-station graph from the South Pole:
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What is the actual limit, given that a computer will avoid you sliding off the side of sharp curves, at how many land miles an hour can our minds really keep up with, or how many "Gs" can we handle in acceleration while still being able to hold onto the steering wheel?

340km/hr is only 210mph. I've driven 116 MPH (and have a $125 ticket to prove it) in a Honda GTD hatchback. After getting that ticket on a mere test drive (a patrol car's "alarm" went off as he was filling up gas), I decided to get an 80MPH (on or off road!) used, upgraded Toyota "LandCrusher."