tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post2479462882889501104..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Philandering Moon (We Are Not a Virus)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-3279762200863515932014-11-13T21:47:27.219-08:002014-11-13T21:47:27.219-08:00Manik,
If that were golf and not a billionioid ve...Manik,<br /><br />If that were golf and not a billionioid venture capital buccaroo techie video game adventure, that drive of theirs, which not only missed the green, but missed the course, by a km or so, because the harpoon hooks didn't engage (the analytics on the surface texture kept coming up strange in the computer models, but after an entire decade, time is money, it was too late to stop now), and the contraption ended up not just in a water hole, no actually that would have been preferable, but in a deep bunker beneath an overhanging cliff ledge where the sun does not shine (evidently the 3-d projector was down), so that the solar batteries cannot be recharged, so that the whole bamboozle is going to have to be decorated with honours by history even as it rusts away there, uselessly, in outer space, perhaps having a flickering resurgence of power intermittently, and picking up signals from the dead planet whence it came, one fears it might well go down as a dark, or at least somewhat shaded moment in the storied annals of the links.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-58594845301158944952014-11-13T20:50:36.257-08:002014-11-13T20:50:36.257-08:00Tom,
The G20 summit is costing an estimated $500 ...Tom, <br />The G20 summit is costing an estimated $500 mill. They should perhaps meet over those empty desks in the picture. The decisions will be swift and thrust with an honesty that can only be precipitated by fear. The space junk or and Taylor Swift can have the staring contest. The sad part is, half the world would be willing to watch that crap. I'd rather play golf, hah !manik sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18055072451804840121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-19358279179470197952014-11-13T09:03:29.718-08:002014-11-13T09:03:29.718-08:00Hazen,
Oddly enough, the caption on that fifth-fr...Hazen,<br /><br />Oddly enough, the caption on that fifth-from-bottom shot of the lander engaging the rock hulk has undergone a sea change over the past twelve hours or so: from the elation of "safely landing" to -- in the more sober light of the morning's fresh data showing the ridiculous gizmo had hit, bounced, floated a bit, and then come back down not in the projected landing zone but in an area that had been previously rejected as a landing site --- something like "stuck precariously in a gaping hole, wedged beneath a small cliff". With one of its legs bent uncomfortably in a fashion less suggestive of futuristic ESA space engineering than of Mathew Brady's shots of grotesque Civil War battlefield injuries. I mean, what would Buck Rogers do? (Well, I suppose he wouldn't even be there: no room for pilots on these missions.) <br /><br />So, what with a heroically maimed limb, it now appears the gizmo is in a position and location that will not permit the drilling for comet core samples. <br /><br />Those were the core samples that were the whole object of the ten year boondoggle. They were to give us a map of how life began. <br /><br />Instead we're seeing yet another map of blind mutant human tech hubris swatting itself on the back while falling on its face. Pop those corks, captain!<br /><br />Alas Taylor Swift was assailed by dark forces at the last minute (well, in those most tenuous hours on the lander, just after the last minute), and gave way to a glob of space junk.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-77296074745580699802014-11-13T08:03:16.032-08:002014-11-13T08:03:16.032-08:00Tom, the way you alternate between “there” and “he...Tom, the way you alternate between “there” and “here” in the pictures is quite effective — to show the nightmarish realities and the frothy distractions from same, including sciencey space probes and Taylor Swiftian marketing crises. “The drumbeat of everything around us” could be enough here on this beautiful earth. We choose instead to spend billions of dollars chasing after a tiny mud ball in space, insisting that the data hauled up will help us to understand life better; clearly we’ve hardly understood things at all. Another case of misplaced priorities.Hazenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13417573435195561519noreply@blogger.com