Parents: All we want for you is for you to be happy, no matter what it takes.
Me: Great! What would really make me happy is…
Parents: whoa there

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Parents: All we want for you is for you to be happy, no matter what it takes.
Me: Great! What would really make me happy is…
Parents: whoa there
I have no issues with Anakin. He is asking questions, as he should be at his age. I am just uncertain that I have the answers he needs. If there is a problem, it is with me. The failure is mine.
i can’t wait for the third movie. rey will have mastered water and earth, and she’ll be looking for a fire teacher
kylo ren will show up with a new haircut like, “Hey, Kylo here.”
1949 theories of how a Moon landing could be accomplished.
Source: LIFE Jan. 17, 1949
I’d like to thank the real reason I’m in second place in @argumate‘s market. Shout out to @neoliberalism-nightly for buying all my Cruz shares.
Okay so I found my dead grandfather’s journal from 56 years ago. This is some old stuff, okay, and I was like yeah I’m gonna read a page or two.
Basically he wrote down this road trip he did with a friend of his (name is Giulio) but at some point it gets so weird.
I’ll try my best to translate it from italian to english (english is not my first language) and well, I’m also having a hard time trying to read my gandpa’s writing cause he wrote like a drunk snail.
Now, beware, my grandfather was an italian man dedicated to work, church, work and work, who believed in the traditional family and all that Jazz. But at some point I reach this part where he writes: “yesterday me and Giulio slept in the same tent as mine was stolen at the gas station. As it was really cold, we slept close. In the middle of the night I realized that the warmth next to me did not belong to my Nadia (his fiancé at the time, my grandmother). It was the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt”.
And I was like allright that’s some weird no homo bullshit but who cares.
BUT THEN IT JUST GETS WORSE.
“I was having a cigarette whilst Giulio was asleep in the car, having a nap before we hit the road again. In the midst of the smoke of my tobacco, I saw his face and thought that the woman who is going to marry him will be lucky”.
Grandpa, what the hell?
BUT OH NO IT JUST GETS BETTER.
“We shared a bed. Old motel did not have spare rooms, it was awkward at first. Then I started thinking that the warmth of Giulio’s body is somehow becoming more familiar to me then Nadia’s.”
Now, I have like seventy more pages of this goddamn journal but I am pretty fucking sure my gandfather had the worst crush over his best friend.
Due to popular demand I have translated some highlights cause damn it gets gayer and gayer.
So at one point my grandpa kind of stopped talking about Giulio and I was like (there we go, denial. Been there done that).
Then out of fucking nowhere, date 23 of may 1960, my grandpa writes:
“We finally reached Palermo. It is a beautiful city, full of art and good food, tomorrow we will visit some of the churches. I am now writing in our hotel room, a cheap place that still looks lovely in it’s way. Giulio is taking a shower. The noise of the water is keeping me awake, although I suspect that’s not the only reason I can’t shut my brain down”.
First of all, my grandpa wrote like a fucking professional writer. Second of all… grandpa, you can’t sleep cause your best friend is naked in the shower?
Anyway, they visit Palermo, everything is nice, they hit the road again and tHEN THIS HAPPENS.
“We stopped in a little bar. We ate something, chatted with the bartender and asked him directions for our next stop. We then had a few beers to celebrate our good times. A young girl then sat on the stool next to mine: she told me her name, Enrica, and she was pretty and lovely in her dress. Yet I did not make conversation with her and dismissed her after she made her intentions somewhat obvious. The main reason is, of course, my devotion and love for my Nadia. The second reason is that Giulio was watching me.”
AND HE JUST SWITHES TOPICS TALKING ABOUT THIS MOTEL THEY FOUND AND FOR FUCK’S SAKE GRANDPA YOU CAN’T JUST STOP THERE CAUSE THIS IS SOUNDING LIKE A GREAT FUCKING FANFICTION.
My granfather was totally pining after Giulio.
Now, there are like fifteen pages where he doesn’t really say anything about Giulio, he talks about cities they want to visit and that their car broke down in the middle of the street and got some help from, and I quote, “a handsome young man, probably not older than 16″. Like, really grandpa?
This is the last thing I read.
“I believe Giulio will have my back no matter what happens. He made that much clear.
-What happens after this trip? -he asked me at the reastaurant where we had dinner.
-We go back to our lives, I have my workshop to look after.
-And Nadia. You are going to marry her, I hope.
-Of course. -I answered, as my love for Nadia is strong -Will you be at the wedding?
-If you want me to.
-Of course I do.
-Then I’ll be there. By your side, as usual. That much wont ever change
I am now realising that I’ve never felt such intense feelings for anyone before, because my love for Nadia is strong but yet this is a different emotion. He is my brother, my friend and a half of my heart. That will never end. It almost seems like I am enamoured.”
And he then starts talking about the food of the reastaurant.
MY GRANDPA TOTALLY WENT INTO BRO MODE. I AM DYING INSIDE CAUSE WTF AM I DISCOVERING?! THIS IS SOME PARABATAI BULLSHIT
I am so going to translate the whole thing and publish it changing the names.
And the journal it’s not even over.
“Even now I lie awake knowing history has its eyes on me…”
A #force4ham vid, because I am not getting over these two any time soon.
Thanks to @laventadorn AGAIN, who still isn’t sick of me yet. :)
This Star Wars and Hamilton crossover video obviously did not make me tear up a bit because I am a reasonable adult.
I also am not crying due to this video. Oh, sure, point out that my eyes aren’t entirely dry, but that’s just someone chopping onions in my room, honest!
I’ve been listening to the Vor Game, which I haven’t read in ages, and I just got to Miles new resolution:
“Never make important strategic decisions while experiencing electro-convulsive seizures.”
And oh. Oh. Oh, the extra odd weight that has given later books. Wow.
The proposition that more the angle of attack, more the lift does not hold at all angles.
At about 14 degrees, something weird happens and the aircraft instead of soaring the skies starts to plummet to the ground.
When this happens it is known as a stall.
The main thing to know is that a difference in pressure across the wing–low pressure over the top and higher pressure below–creates the net upward force we call lift.
Upon reaching a certain velocity, the aircraft’s lift is more than its weight and as a result, the aircraft takes off .
There is a high chance that you might have heard this word even in a casual conversation about wings and that’s because its an important concept in the context of aerodynamics and associated fields.
To understand the physics of a stall, lets consider the interaction of a moving air on a flat plate.
The nature of airflow over a wing/plate is the result of stickiness or viscosity of air.
The first layer sticks to the wing/plate not moving at all.
The second layer in frictional contact with the first moves slowly over it.
And the third layer moves somewhat faster than the second
Thus layer by later the flow builds up to the free stream velocity or airspeed. These layers of flow are known as boundary layers.
What happens to the BL during a stall?
During a stall, these successive tiers of air that form the boundary layer lose their gripping on the surface and break away into turbulence.
( what i mean by turbulence is the chaotic wiggling of the test leads attached to the wing in the animation )
It takes a pressure difference between the top and bottom parts of the wing in order to produce lift. But when the flow of air becomes turbulent ( i.e during a stall ), this pressure difference is no longer established.
As a result of which, the lift drastically decreases and the aircraft starts dropping to the ground.
Stalls can cause problems only when the pilot is not aware that the aircraft is stalling. ( Unlikely but has caused accidents in yester times )
As the airplane loses altitude, its nose dips down and airspeed picks up quickly. This restores the lift and the pilot would be able to regain control and bring the aero-plane into level flight.
On light aircraft there is a reed (much like used on a musical wind instrument) mounted on one wing root, which is angled such that at the Angle of Attack which would cause a stall, the reed “plays” which can be heard in the cockpit.
Here is a view of where this system is mounted on a Cessna
On some aircrafts, it is a similar principal, however instead of a reed, it uses a fin which at critical AoA pushes a micro-switch which activates a buzzer/horn inside the cockpit.
Here is the assembly on a Beech 18
Large commercial aircraft typically rely on either Angle of Attack (AoA) Vanes or Differential Pitot Tubes to supply input to flight computers for the purpose of calculating AoA.
Source
Review:
A lot of important stuff regarding aerodynamics in this post. Here’s a summary of the post:
Boundary Layer concept — > Why do aircrafts stall ? — > How to get out of one — > How are stalls detected ?
That’s all folks!
Hope you enjoyed today’s post and learnt something new.
Have a good one !
the cookbook said to reduce the sauce so i stirred in some iron filings
An app called Clean Reader lets silly bluenoses swap swear words out of the ebooks they read, an idea I hate: but I hate the idea that anyone can tell me how to read even more.
Clean Reader does a simple real-time search/replace operation on ebooks that you own. Some writers have argued that an app like this violates an author’s moral rights.
The doctrine of Moral Rights varies from territory to territory, but it’s a heck of a stretch to extend it to this activity. It’s one thing for a publisher or retailer to send out copies of your books in which words are changed around without your permission. It’s another thing altogether for the reader themself to decide to read their legally acquired books in such a way as to change the text.
Imagine a website (“ebooktriggerwarnings.com”) that indexed all the pages you should skip if you have experienced trauma and want to ensure that you don’t read rape scenes. There’s no coherent doctrine of moral rights that would prohibit readers from discussing, indexing, and sharing this sort of annotation, even if it leads the readers to miss out on whole passages when they read the book.
It’s a truism of free expression that if you only defend speech you agree with, you don’t believe in free expression. That doesn’t mean you have to defend the content of the expression: it means you have to support the right of people to say stupid, awful things. You can and should criticize the stupid, awful things. It’s the distinction between the right to express a stupid idea, and the stupidity of the idea itself.
I think Clean Reader is stupid. I think parents who want to ensure that their kids don’t see profanity have fucked up priorities.
I think readers should be allowed to skip my foreword and author bio. I think they should be able to search out their favorite passages and read them out of order.
I think racist readers should be allowed to make an index of “scenes that racists find disturbing,” so that other racists can avoid them. I think those racists are fools and worse for doing it, and I will condemn them if they do. I just won’t say they’re not allowed to do it. A rule that says this kind of list is prohibited would also prohibit a the same list, compiled by anti-racist activists, under the heading, “Scenes with which to annoy racists.”
I think readers should be allowed to annotate my books. I would love an ebook reader that lets climate scientists rebut the claims in a climate-denial bestseller, and lets readers decide whether or not to see those annotations when they read their own copies. I support this, even though it would allow climate deniers to mark up books about climate change in similar fashion.
You have the right to rearrange the words on your screen in private. This goes without saying. You have the right to insert serial commas in my sentences. To change “Ios” to “iOS” (or vice versa). To line out the profanity and replace it with stupid euphemisms. I might call you a fool for doing it, but I would never say you should be prohibited from doing it.
I believe in this without limitation. Another writer raised the spectre of having my words changed to advertisements. If the reader wants to put ads in a book she has legitimately acquired, it would be weird and inexplicable and foolish: but it should be permitted.
After all, if you think readers should be prohibited from inserting ads if they choose (though again, why would they choose this?!), then why shouldn’t they be prohibited from blocking ads if they choose?