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Logic of the world
A devestating earthquake happened somewhere in the world. Thousands dead.
The far left thing to do would be to blame President Bush, so let's go ahead and do that. Cause that makes sense, doesn't it? He causes hurricanes, floods, wars, solar flares, and earthquakes, right? He knew it was coming. He knew Pakistan sat on a huge fault line, and all their structures were not earthquake-proof. Yet he did nothing in advance. Neither did the president of Pakistan, Sadr-e-Mumliqat. Those two political bastards. But we must all keep in mind, liberal bretheren, that Sadr-e-Mumliqat is from another culture, and we must be politically correct. And to maintain political correctness, we can just shift all the blame onto America, and especially President Bush. That way we don't offend any other cultures.
After all, it's that damn lack of Kyoto protocol ratification in the US and Australia that's causing all the world's problems, all the hurricanes, all the earthquakes, and all the tsunami's. So let's shift the blame onto President Bush. Because it's his fault, right?
Even though it was the Senate, not President Bush, that passed a 95-0 vote for the Byrd-Hagel Resolution and against the Kyoto protocol back in 1997. Even though there is no rational scientifically proven relationship between global warming and mankind. Even though anybody and everybody knows and understands that there is absolutely no link between global warming, the kyoto protocol, earthquakes, and the elected leader of the United States. But why waste time on reasoning and using something I like to call "The Scientific Method" ??
Let's blame President Bush anyway, because it would be the most absurd thing we can possibly do, and it frighteningly might make sense to some people - the far left
discuss... (in a way, I'm trying to start a flame war, so feel free to flame away)
nb4damove2pd
moved to pd
Your brilliant logic is blinding me 
Haha, what the hell? Who has tried to argue that the large deathtoll from the earthquake in Kashmir (I'm presuming that's what you're talking about?) is in any way Bush's fault? Who in their right mind has tried to link Earthquakes to global warming?
I really don't understand the point of this post. Send it back the COR before I have a brain haemorrhage, please.
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| Originally posted by Renegade Haha, what the hell? Who has tried to argue that the large deathtoll from the earthquake in Kashmir (I'm presuming that's what you're talking about?) is in any way Bush's fault? Who in their right mind has tried to link Earthquakes to global warming? I really don't understand the point of this post. Send it back the COR before I have a brain haemorrhage, please. |
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| Originally posted by Trancer-X I had always been under the impression that earthquakes were caused by shifts in the earth's crust, namely it's tectonic plates. Am I wrong? |
JAPANESE TESLA DOOM WEAPONS
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| Originally posted by Fir3start3r No, no, no...... JAPANESE TESLA DOOM WEAPONS |
You guys are ridiculous. By me saying 'let's put the blame on Bush', I was being extremely sarcastic, as a lot of the blame Bush gets is from certain events he can't control.....
now if you guys seriously thought I was blaming the earthquake on Bush, you must have a fuckin tumor up your ass.....
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If you would like, I'll even pull up the definition of 'wit' and 'sarcasm' and put it in Lamen's Terms for you guys. Would that work better for you all? ? 
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| Originally posted by plastikE You guys are ridiculous. By me saying 'let's put the blame on Bush', I was being extremely sarcastic, as a lot of the blame Bush gets is from certain events he can't control..... now if you guys seriously thought I was blaming the earthquake on Bush, you must have a fuckin tumor up your ass..... |
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| Originally posted by plastikE You guys are ridiculous. By me saying 'let's put the blame on Bush', I was being extremely sarcastic, as a lot of the blame Bush gets is from certain events he can't control..... |
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| now if you guys seriously thought I was blaming the earthquake on Bush, you must have a fuckin tumor up your ass..... |
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| Originally posted by MisterOpus1 I like yur thinkin' Mr. Plastic. I'm pretty drunk as fuck, and I'm not sure exactly what the fuck is going on, so I think we're on the same page. So keep postin', and don't take shit from these stupid Commie lovin' bastards! Bo Gush! |
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| Originally posted by plastikE now if you guys seriously thought I was blaming the earthquake on Bush, you must have a fuckin tumor up your ass..... |
Tesla pursued his studies of mechanical vibrations in many directions. This was almost a virgin field for scientific research. Scarcely any fundamental research had been done in the field since Pythagoras, twenty-five hundred years before, had established the science of music through his study of vibrating strings; and many of the wonders with which Tesla had startled the world in the field of high-frequency and high-potential currents had grown out of his simple secret for tuning electrical circuits so that the electricity vibrated in resonance with its circuit. He now visualized mechanical vibrations building up resonance conditions in the same way, to produce effects of tremendous magnitude on physical objects.
In order to carry out what he expected to be some minor and very small-scale experiments, he screwed the base of one of his small mechanical oscillators to an iron supporting pillar in the middle of his laboratory and set it into oscillation. It had been his observation that it took some time to build up its maximum speed of vibration. The longer it operated the faster the tempo it attained. He had noticed that all objects did not respond in the same way to vibrations. One of the many objects around the laboratory would suddenly go into violent vibration as it came into resonance with the fundamental vibration of the oscillator or some harmonic of it. As the period of the oscillator changed, the first object would stop and some other object in resonance with the new rate would start vibrating. The reason for this selective response was very clear to Tesla, but he had never previously had the opportunity to observe the phenomenon on a really large scale.
Tesla's laboratory was on an upper floor of a loft building. It was on the north side of Houston Street, and the second house east of Mulberry Street. About three hundred feet south of Houston Street on the east side of Mulberry Street was the long, four-story red-brick building famous as Police Headquarters. Throughout the neighborhood there were many loft buildings ranging from five to ten stories in height, occupied by factories of all kinds. Sandwiched between them were the small narrow tenement houses of a densely packed Italian population. A few blocks to the south was Chinatown, a few blocks to the west was the garment-trades area, a short distance to the east was a densely crowded tenement-house district.
It was in this highly variegated neighborhood that Tesla unexpectedly staged a spectacular demonstration of the properties of sustained powerful vibrations. The surrounding population knew about Tesla's laboratory, knew that it was a place where strange, magical, mysterious events took place and where an equally strange man was doing fearful and wonderful things with that tremendously dangerous secret agent known as electricity. Tesla, they knew, was a man who was to be both venerated and feared, and they did a much better job of fearing than of venerating him.
Quite unmindful of what anyone thought about him, Tesla carried on his vibration and all other experiments. Just what experiment he had in mind on this particular morning will never be known. He busied himself with preparations for it while his oscillator on the supporting iron pillar of the structure kept building up an ever higher frequency of vibrations. He noted that every now and then some heavy piece of apparatus would vibrate sharply, the floor under him would rumble for a second or two--that a window pane would sing audibly, and other similar transient events would happen--all of which was quite familiar to him. These observations told him that his oscillator was tuning up nicely, and he probably wondered why he had not tried it firmly attached to a solid building support before.
Things were not going so well in the neighborhood, however. Down in Police Headquarters in Mulberry Street the ``cops'' were quite familiar with strange sounds and lights coming from the Tesla laboratory. They could hear clearly the sharp snapping of the lightnings created by his coils. If anything queer was happening in the neighborhood, they knew that Tesla was in back of it in some way or other.
On this particular morning the cops were surprised to feel the building rumbling under their feet. Chairs moved across floors with no one near them. Objects on the officers' desks danced about and the desks themselves moved. It must be an earthquake! It grew stronger. Chunks of plaster fell from the ceilings. A flood of water ran down one of the stairs from a broken pipe. The windows started to vibrate with a shrill note that grew more intense. Some of the windows shattered.
``That isn't an earthquake,'' shouted one of the officers, ``it's that blankety-blank Tesla. Get up there quickly,'' he called to a squad of men, ``and stop him. Use force if you have to, but stop him. He'll wreck the city.''
The officers started on a run for the building around the corner. Pouring into the streets were many scores of people excitedly leaving near-by tenement and factory buildings, believing an earthquake had caused the smashing of windows, breaking of pipes, moving of furniture and the strange vibrations.
Without waiting for the slow-pokey elevator, the cops rushed up the stairs--and as they did so they felt the building vibrate even more strongly than did police headquarters. There was a sense of impending doom--that the whole building would disintegrate--and their fears were not relieved by the sound of smashing glass and the queer roars and screams that came from the walls and floors.
Could they reach Tesla's laboratory in time to stop him? Or would the building tumble down on their heads and everyone in it be buried in the ruins, and probably every building in the neighborhood? Maybe he was making the whole earth shake in this way! Would this madman be destroying the world? It was destroyed once before by water. Maybe this time it would be destroyed by that agent of the devil that they call electricity!
Just as the cops rushed into Tesla's laboratory to tackle--they knew not what--the vibrations stopped and they beheld a strange sight. They arrived just in time to see the tall gaunt figure of the inventor swing a heavy sledge hammer and shatter a small iron contraption mounted on the post in the middle of the room. Pandemonium gave way to a deep, heavy silence.
Tesla was the first to break the silence. Resting his sledge hammer against the pillar, he turned his tall, lean, coatless figure to the cops. He was always self possessed, always a commanding presence--an effect that could in no way be attributed to his slender build, but seemed more to emanate from his eyes. Bowing from the waist in his courtly manner, he addressed the policemen, who were too out of breath to speak, and probably overawed into silence by their fantastic experience.
``Gentlemen,'' he said, ``I am sorry, but you are just a trifle too late to witness my experiment. I found it necessary to stop it suddenly and unexpectedly and in an unusual way just as you entered. If you will come around this evening I will have another oscillator attached to this platform and each of you can stand on it. You will, I am sure, find it a most interesting and pleasurable experience. Now you must leave, for I have many things to do. Good day, gentlemen.''
George Scherff, Tesla's secretary, was standing nearby when Tesla so dramatically smashed his earthquake maker. Tesla never told the story beyond this point, and Mr. Scherff declares he does not recall what the response of the cops was. Imagination must finish the story.
At the moment, though, Tesla was quite sincere in his attitude. He had no idea of what had happened elsewhere in the neighborhood as a result of his experiment, but the effect on his own laboratory had been sufficiently threatening to cause him to halt it suddenly. When he learned the details, however, he was convinced that he was correct in his belief that the field of mechanical vibrations was rich with opportunities for scientific investigation. We have no records available of any further major experiments with vibration in that laboratory. Perhaps the Police and Building Departments had offered some emphatic suggestions to him concerning experiments of this nature.
Tesla's observations in this experiment were limited to what took place on the floor of the building in which his laboratory was located, but apparently very little happened there until a great deal had happened elsewhere. The oscillator was firmly fixed to a supporting column and there were similar supporting columns directly under it on each floor down to the foundations. The vibrations were transmitted through the columns to the ground. This section of the city is built on deep sand that extends down some hundreds of feet before bedrock is reached. It is well known to seismologists that earthquake vibrations are transmitted by sand with much greater intensity than they are by rock. The ground under the building and around it was, therefore, an excellent transmitter of mechanical vibrations, which spread out in all directions. They may have reached a mile or more. They were more intense, of course, near their source and became weaker as the distance increased. However, even weak vibrations that are sustained can build up surprisingly large effects when they are absorbed by an object with which they are in resonance. A distant object in resonance can be thrown into strong vibration whereas a much nearer object not in resonance will be left unaffected.
It was this selective resonance that was, apparently, operating in Tesla's experiment. Buildings other than his own came into resonance with the increasing tempo of his oscillator long before his own building was affected. After the pandemonium was under way for some time elsewhere and the higher frequencies were reached, his immediate surroundings started to come into resonance.
When resonance is reached the effects follow instantly and powerfully. Tesla knew this, so when he observed dangerous resonance effects developing in his building he realized he had to act fast. The oscillator was being operated by compressed air supplied by a motor-driven compressor that fed the air into a tank, where it was stored under pressure. Even if the motor were shut off, there was plenty of air in the tank to keep the oscillator going for many minutes--and in that time the building could be completely wrecked and reduced to a pile of debris. With the vibrations reaching this dangerous amplitude, there was no time to try to disconnect the vibrator from the air line or to do anything about releasing the air from the tank. There was time for only one thing, and Tesla did that. He grabbed the near-by sledgehammer and took a mighty swing at the oscillator in hopes of putting it out of operation. He succeeded in his first attempt.
The device was made of cast iron and was of rugged construction. There were no delicate parts that could be easily damaged. Tesla has never published a description of the device, but its construction was principally that of a piston which moved back and forth inside a cast-iron cylinder. The only way to stop it from operating was to smash the outer cylinder. Fortunately, that is what happened from the first blow.
As Tesla turned around after delivering this lucky blow and beheld the visiting policemen, he could not understand the reason for their visit. The dangerous vibrations had developed in his building only within the preceding minute, and the policemen would not have had time to plan a visit in connection with them, he figured, so they must have come for some other less critical purpose, and therefore he proposed to dismiss them until a more opportune moment.
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| We are but cogwheels in the medium of the universe, and it is an unavoidable consequence of the laws governing that the pioneer who is far in advance of his age is not understood and must suffer pain and disappointment and be content with the higher reward which is accorded to him by posterity. - Nikola Tesla |
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| Originally posted by plastikE You guys are ridiculous. By me saying 'let's put the blame on Bush', I was being extremely sarcastic, as a lot of the blame Bush gets is from certain events he can't control..... now if you guys seriously thought I was blaming the earthquake on Bush, you must have a fuckin tumor up your ass..... edit: If you would like, I'll even pull up the definition of 'wit' and 'sarcasm' and put it in Lamen's Terms for you guys. Would that work better for you all? ? |
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| Originally posted by Trancer-X Who in the hell is Lamen, anyway? |
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| Originally posted by Trancer-X Who in the hell is Lamen, anyway? How about putting that in layman's terms for us, please. |
LMAO @ both of your replies!!!
lol, well guess I accomplished my goal of the flaming.
Bitches.....
Why does Neo hate the PDD?
We all have tumors up our asses???
Pass the Tucks, my hemorroids are flaring up again.
I hate having to be force fed the CORe throw-aways!
I think the swamp is becoming too polluted. We must pass some environmental regulation to keep the CORe normaler.
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| Originally posted by Zenchowdah Lamen Noodles. engrish. |
LOL @ this thread
PlastikE, even though you are not the brightest person on earth I must ask you, do you play golf? 
I was in Phoenix in March and played a couple of courses, pretty awesome
Oh and when you guys speak of noodles, you mean noodles or you mean pasta?
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| Originally posted by St_Andrew Oh and when you guys speak of noodles, you mean noodles or you mean pasta? |
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