If the black boxes almost always survive a crash why aren’t the whole airplane made of the same material?
Because then it wouldn’t be an airplane. It would be an entirely different type of vehicle.
In fact, this type:
A: I don’t give a damn about your problems! This must be delivered this week!
B punches A in the face.
A: What the hell are you doing?
B: You just gave me such an urge to jump in front of a train when you said that, so I acted in self-defense…
A: I don’t get UFO-skeptics. They seem to say we’ve never been visited by aliens from other planets… but hey! Mexicans!
B: They are from Mexico.
B: Mexico isn’t another planet.
A: It isn’t?!
So, I’m carving out my manifesto, but I’ve hit a snag: should I go for a millennial kingdom, a kingdom that lasts for 2000 years or just keep it eternal? 3000? 5000? How many millennials do you usually need?
(I wonder what StackExchange would do if I asked them that… :o)
Remember in the old days when someone really rude didn’t want to talk to you? They’d push their hand in your face telling you to “talk to the hand.”
The modern equivalent of this, performed by every company on the web?
Talk to the Form.
You click on the “Start a Chat” button and get a search form. You type your question there and get a search result (duh!) Or you click on links until you reach a dead-end page with some generally worded advice equivalent to “have you made sure the power cable is attached properly?”
And then the company has “satisfied” your needs.
It is soooo great. And ssssoooo cheap.
I’m sure some types of managers are getting their rocks off right now. Good for them.
I’m from Sweden. We’re known for being among the top consumers of coffee in the world (second only to the Finns).
We’re also, in some less particulate, places, known to eat lots of cinnamon buns while we’re doing “fika” (which, I’ve been told, was a 1700s construction of coffee “kaffi” used to circumvent the coffee bans of that time while planning to have some “fika”… however, the Internet disagrees, at least on the date (the early 1900s), and perhaps the cause… and why that may be is a long story with only Swedish references… so… moving on…)
With our fika we have cinnamon buns. Their spelling, however, is not at all as easy to get right as the “fika”, and, here are a couple of examples where the misspelling actually means something, I am sure, was not intended:
- “Kanylbullar” (syringe buns) — if you ever wondered if you could get HIV from cinnamon buns… now you know
- “Kanelbuller” (cinnamon noise) — this would be the noise traffic makes… or thunder… not the noise a stale cinnamon bun might make when you chew it… or, for that matter, the noise you make when you break a tooth on that stale cinnamon bun (not that it happens often, but still… not that noise…)
- “Kanelbullar” (cinnamon buns, kanel = cinnamon, bullar = buns), right! The ones we’re always having with our “fika” (no, we’re not — mostly we just have the coffee… it’s way easier to install a coffee machine than a cinnamon bun machine… — and the coffee will always be fresh longer… and the number of workplace accidents involving teeth will also be kept on a level that won’t excite the international rumor mill overly much…)