But what we remember more about Robin Williams was his happiness. It’s been a month that Robin killed himself. It’s been a month that we lost one of the best person in the world. Robin Williams will always be an idol for me. I’ll always remember him.
The Short Sperrin - August 1951, an insurance policy for the truly space-age endeavors being undertaken at Handley Page and Avro - only two were built.
The Vickers Valiant -
May 1951, a very capable but less advanced aircraft, crucially available much sooner than the competition.
The Avro Vulcan - August 1952, the most iconic and enduring design, rugged and highly maneuverable at high altitude, they were effectively immune to interception by early jets.
The Handley Page Victor -
December 1952, with its
crescent-shaped swept wing it was the most aerodynamically advanced aircraft to fly at that time. Downward lift on the tailplane also meant that in calm winds the aircraft would level itself out and land smoothly without input from the pilot.
The Vickers Valiant B.2 -
September 1953, an all black one-off badass independently developed by Vickers.
Capable of 640 mph (1030 km/h) at sea-level it could even outrun the Boeing B-47 Stratojet. It was scrapped in 1958 however, ironically as new missiles would force the ill-suited V-Bombers to low altitude - where this thing thrived. When Vickers test pilot Brian Trubshaw saw the bomber’s muscular shape in the Vickers design office, he signalled his approval, then added “And paint the fucker black”. Best of the lot.
The TSR-2 -
September 1964, it represented the same generational jump in capability as the Vulcan and Victor had from the Lancaster. As an all-weather mach 2+ low level penetrator, the aircraft was groundbreaking. Spiraling costs, a hostile press
and an idiotic Labour government however, all contrived to steal a truly magnificent aircraft and valuable export product from the nation. As James Holland said: ”…it’s the culmination of 20 years of being at the top of their game - makes you wanna weep".
Rest in Peace, Robin Williams // July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014 // “Not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.” - Zelda Williams
“My favorite memory of Robin Williams was from Muhammad Ali’s Celebrity Fight Night. I was the em-cee at the benefit dinner/auction, trying to get everyone to take their seats so we could start the show but not having much success. Jim Carrey jumps up on his chair at the head table and says, “Hey!! Do you know who that is? That’s Reba McEntire! Now sit down and shut up!” Robin at the other end of the head table, stands on his chair and says the same thing but in a foreign language! The crowd loved it, laughed and found their seats. I was speechless and in awe of these very talented wonderful men.” - Reba McEntire
RIP, Robin Williams (July 21st, 1951 - August 11th, 2014)
The Pedestrian. An illustration for Ray Bradbury’s short story The Pedestrian: Joseph Mugnaini — The Pedestrian.
“The Pedestrian” is a short story by author Ray Bradbury. This story was originally published in the August 7, 1951 issue of The Reporter by The Fortnightly Publishing Company. It is included in the collection The Golden Apples of the Sun
“In this story we encounter Leonard Mead, a citizen of a television-centred world in 2053.In the city, roads have fallen into decay. It is revealed that Mead enjoys walking through the city during the night, something which no one else does. "In ten years of walking by night or day, for thousands of miles, he had never met another person walking, not one in all that time.”
On one of his usual walks he encounters a robotic police car. It is the only police unit in a city of three million, since the purpose of law enforcement has disappeared with everyone watching TV at night. Mead tells the car that he is a writer when asked about his profession, but the car does not understand, since no one buys book or magazines in the television-dominated society. The police car struggles to understand why Mr. Mead would be out walking for no reason and decides to take him to the Psychiatric Centre for Research on Regressive Tendencies.“
Robin Williams July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014
I finally got round to watching this film and I cried through the last 20 minutes. It is heartbreaking to know that there will never be another film with this fantastic man in it. He has been one of my biggest inspirations in acting and in my opinion is one of the greatest performers of all time.