Now all we need is a DHD, a MALP, and a power source, and we’re in business.
You gonna bail me out when I get arrested for trying to open the door mid-flight? 😂
Seriously, though, all you guys here are right about everything you’ve said. I’ll undoubtedly be forced to fly again, and I’ll remind myself of these things when I do.
Of course, if I’m on the one flight that does disintegrate in midair, well…my last thoughts of y’all might not be terribly charitable. 😉
These same people see school shootings and just think kids dying is the price for their right to bear arms, and they don’t care. I don’t think many of them have the conscience left in their empty Godless souls to care about women dying needlessly if it means their doctrinal nonsense can be imposed on everyone.
It’s the fear of losing everything that gives these people pause. I hope I’d do better in that situation, but I don’t know what it’s like to face losing everything you worked for in your life as well as your freedom.
The people to blame are the monsters who created these laws.
I unfold paperclips and use the smaller end. One caveat that make me realize it’s not the best idea: the point I unfolded can break. I’ve never lost one in my ear, but I could imagine it happening.
Funny, I use shampoo over my whole body because the equivalent soap doesn’t have the menthol in it that I use to wake me the heck up every morning. That tingly feeling of freshness I get is phenomenal.
Yeah, escape pods have been implemented in some aircraft in the past, but the idea has always ended without wide scale adoption for the reasons so many have stated here.
Honestly, I do understand that ejector seats are not a good idea, but I was thinking something more like this. It’s more like a lifeboat and would be equipped as such to address the same sort of concerns a disaster at sea would require to allow folks to survive and be tracked.
I get that the expense and weight appear prohibitive, but it’s insane to me that we put people 30,000 feet in the air with no plan other than prevention and measures that don’t completely address all dangers.
I know nothing will likely ever be done in this vein, and probably rightfully so, but it sure feels like airlines are the ultimate “you pays your money and you takes your chance” experience. Given my own limited experience with flying, it increasingly scares the hell out of me personally. I didn’t have occasion to fly until I was in late middle age, and I found the experience thoroughly terrifying.
Stupid question here, I guess, but why isn’t there a system to potentially deliver commercial passengers and crew to the ground in case of a crash? Military jets have ejection seats and parachutes, so why don’t we have at least something required for commercial aircraft in the same vein?
Is it the money that it would undoubtedly require?
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I remember when the game started in the '90s, booster packs were like a buck. I can’t afford to stay in standard and most popular formats I enjoy won’t let me use cards I like.
I think they might need to be the first against the wall when the revolution comes.
Being gay doesn’t mean someone is somehow less masculine, which is the heart of what the “homo water” idiot is implying.
Was the British Empire, upon which the sun never set, somehow not masculine enough? One could argue it ran on tea. Morally questionable, absolutely, but not manly enough?
Were the samurai somehow compromised in their masculinity because they drank tea, sometimes in elaborate ceremonies?
And, apart from tea, were the Sacred Band, the elite warriors who died to a man fighting Alexander the Great’s dad, somehow less manly because they were all gay?
I bet this colleague of yours also thinks straws are gay in this parlance, as if it’s somehow more manly to put one’s lips on the same glass rims touched by hundreds of others. I guess hygiene is not masculine or heterosexual.
And the thing is, even my rant here is problematic because it spawns from a lifetime of people equating gay with not being enough of a man, an attitude that infects my own thinking.
Shit, the most feminine of men is more of a man than these idiots if he stands up for his identity unapologetically.
Is Aaron Rodgers the child?
I tried reading two different series from Stephen R. Donaldson, and it seemed to me he was somehow unable to write a book without a horrific rape. I just stopped reading the first book in each case because I felt like they were salacious and hateful.
Too late, unfortunately.
I read somewhere that so much of the Saturn V development wasn’t documented properly, or the documentation has been lost, that it’s hard to easily build that system anymore. In that sense, I guess, we’ve forgotten how to do it. Obviously, the math and physics are still understood, so it should be as simple as designing a rocket of equal or greater capacity, and it appears we have.
Apparently, the Artemis I mission already put an unmanned mission with the Orion spacecraft through to orbit the moon and return safely to the Earth. They’re planning a crewed flyby in 2025 and Artemis III is projected to land sometime later this decade.
It’s a crime I didn’t know that before looking things up about the Saturn V.
I understand thalassophobia. The deep is scary. Funny thing is, though, I can handle being on a ship or flying over water, even though I think about how far down it might be.
Grey aliens. Yep, I know they’re almost certainly not real. They freak me the frack out. It’s undoubtedly all the UFO stuff I read as a kid about abductions and such. A very petite friend once threatened to dress up as one in a realistic costume to scare me in the night. I begged her not to for her personal safety: I’m certain I would not react in a safe or rational way.
Being alone at night creeps me out because of this. Driving alone in a remote, low population locale? Horrifying.
Nevertheless, I still read up on stories and other media about the paranormal. Why am I like this? No idea.
It hasn’t ruined my life or anything. I’ve spent time alone far away from people, when I had to. I can go places at night. It’s just something that creeps into my mind sometimes. I function as a grown ass man, but I still get the creeps about it when I’m alone. I don’t know that I’ll ever completely shake it.
Wasn’t GameStop pretty much failing until the apes artificially inflated their stock?