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Quake: Elimination 1 vs. 100 concept. A solution to many of AFPS' problems

2020.09.17 21:41 pissflask Quake: Elimination 1 vs. 100 concept. A solution to many of AFPS' problems

i've been playing fall guys a bit, it's a fun little dumb distraction which takes the battle royal concept and applies it to takeshi's castle.
while its hype is already receding, the round based elimination concept really resonated with a mass audience. i've heard it referred to as a BR game before but it's only really the 1 vs. 100 (or 1 vs. 59 more accurately) that is carried over from that genre.
i started thinking about how this could apply to Quake and it struck me how many issues it solved and how much i'd want to play it.
unlike fall guys or a BR, the 100 would be sharded instead of in one server. start with say 10x10 player FFAs on a timer which start and end simultaneously, with the top four from each server advancing. then the next round could be 5 4v4 TDM or CTF matches, then the winning 5 teams could be split into two 10 player unholy trinity or instagibs....and so on until you have a duel final between the last remaining two players.
an example tournament could go (maths isn't my strong suit so i might have fucked this up):
100 players - 10 simultaneous FFA/instagib/hot rockets - top four from each server advance
40 remaining players - 5 simultaneous 4v4s CTF/TDM/Sacrifice etc
20 remaining players - 2 simultaneous clan area 5v5s
10 remaining players - 2 5 player holy trinity FFAs, top 2 players from each server advance
4 remaining players - 1 2v2 TDM or 2 duels.
2 remaining players - duel for crown
each round could be randomised to some extent to give newer players a chance to experience lots of different modes and sneak through despite not necessarily being a duel god (the first round especially should be one of the more casual modes and have power-ups and mutators throwing a bit of chaos in). variety and a sense of unpredictability would be key to keep people interested. it would also be important for each player to be 100% aware of the scope of what they're participating in, show brackets inbetween rounds with player names (and their chosen models) getting eliminated in OTT quake fashion as they're knocked out.
think of the issues it solves: casual appeal, lobby downtime, fragmented community, lack of reason to queue for different modes. above all it would just be fun and a celebration of everything there is to enjoy about Quake and bring back the reasons why so many people enjoyed it before it was synonymous with overbearing difficulty.
i genuinely think it's a strong enough idea that it could be spun off as a standalone mode. the fun variety mode yin to the yang of the hardass esports nature of AFPS, which nevertheless retains a sense of competition.
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2020.09.17 20:42 StevenStevens43 The birth of the Antiochus

The birth of the Antiochus
The Dardani:
Throughout the ages in this region, the word "Dan" has prevailed in seemingly many forms and abbreviations.
From the tribes of Dan in Israel, to the Denyans in Egypt, to the Tuatha de Dannan in Ireland, to the Danes in Denmark.
By the 4th Century BC, the Dardani were the strongest group in europe fighting against the Messenaean Greek expansion.
(Regards to the photo beneath.. When one see's a place name that contains two LL's, such as "Illyria", then one might suspect it has some pertinence with the Welsh language).
The Dardani were a Paleo-Balkan tribe which lived in a region which was named Dardania) after their settlement there.[1][2]
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Celtic invasion:
You see, in this area, there was an "ongoing" power struggle going on between peoples with allegiances to the more Northern territories such as Scandinavia, and North western territories such as Albion/Britain, and those with allegiances more to traditional europeans and Anatolians, such as Greeks.
By the 4th century BC, the power struggle in this region was on scales, going back and forth like a yoyo, and in the 4th Century BC the Celts came down hard, and established a very powerful base, named Dardania.
The Kingdom of Dardania was attested since the 4th century BC in ancient sources reporting the wars the Dardanians waged against Macedon. After the Celtic invasion of the Balkans weakened the state of the Macedonians and Paeonians, the political and military role of the Dardanians began to grow in the region
Now, Dardani is pretty much synonymous with Albania.
The names Dardania appears to be connected to Albanian dardhë.[13] In 1854, Johann Georg von Hahn was the first to propose that the names Dardanoi and Dardania) were related to the Albanian word dardhë ("pear, pear-tree"),
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The Alba Albanian flag
In fact, the contemporary understanding that Greko-Romans, unlike indigenous Greeks, or Indigenous Italians, are in fact the descendants of multi-culturistic Greek diversity, would mean they are also partially the descendants of peoples from the Balkans, that probably originate from more Baltic lands than Balkan, had to be explained away by the early Roman emperors that were now trying to justify wars against the Dardani.
And they admitted (in not so many words), that they are partially descended from Dardani peoples, but that the Dardani are unevolved partial ancestors, and they do not have the same levels of sophistication as the Greeks, that Greco-Romans are also descended from, thus, they are barbarians.
ancient sources
The rulers of some of the great powers of antiquity, such as Epirus), Macedonia) and Rome, claimed a Trojan ancestry linking themselves to Dardanus), who according to the tradition was the founder of the Trojan ruling house. But if Dardanus and the tribes over which he ruled were descended from the Balkan people, who were considered "barbarians" by the Romans, it would have been an embarrassment. Thus, by Roman times the connection was explained by a movement that occurred in the opposite direction proposing that Dardanus caused the settling of the Dardani west of the Thracians, accepting the version that the Dardani were a people related to the Trojans, but that they had degenerated to a state of "barbarism" in their new settlement).[19]
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Beheaded barbarian
Alexander the Great:
The Dardani would expand their power, conquering the whole of Macedonia, and would almost be united with the Persian Achaemenid empire, when Alexander the Great would come along and reclaim Macedonia.
4th century BC
In 334 BC, under the leadership of Cleitus, the son of Bardylis, the Dardani, in alliance with other Illyrian tribes attacked Macedonia held by Alexander the Great. The Dardani managed to capture some cities but were eventually defeated by Alexander's forces.[21]
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Alexander the Great
Hellenstic empire:
Of course, under Alexanders reign, Macedonia would be at the centre of the worlds biggest empire, and the Achaemenid empire would become collapsed.
Alexander the Great
Alexander endeavoured to reach the "ends of the world and the Great Outer Sea" and invaded India in 326 BC, winning an important victory over the Pauravas at the Battle of the Hydaspes. He eventually turned back at the demand of his homesick troops, dying in Babylon in 323 BC, the city that he planned to establish as his capital, without executing a series of planned campaigns that would have begun with an invasion of Arabia. In the years following his death, a series of civil wars tore his empire apart, resulting in the establishment of several states ruled by the Diadochi, Alexander's surviving generals and heirs.
Of course, his place in history would be cemented when he removed the Persians from the Egyptian throne, and became crowned Pharoah, in 332 BC, thus founding the foundations for the Ptolemic empire.
Alexander advanced on Egypt in later 332 BC, where he was regarded as a liberator.[80] He was pronounced son of the deity Amun at the Oracle of Siwa Oasis in the Libyan desert.[81] Henceforth, Alexander often referred to Zeus-Ammon as his true father, and after his death, currency depicted him adorned with the Horns of Ammon as a symbol of his divinity.[82] During his stay in Egypt, he founded Alexandria-by-Egypt, which would become the prosperous capital of the Ptolemaic Kingdom after his death.[83]
Roman alliances:
From the get go, the Ptolomists were keen to form alliances with their sophisticated cousins, the Romans.
Foreign affairs)
He had much less success in his attempts to negotiate a peace between the Macedonia and the Roman Republic in the First Macedonian War (215-205 BC).[24] Ptolemy made large financial contributions to a number of Greek cities in order to gain their favour. He was responsible for the city walls at Gortyn in Crete[25] Ptolemy was honoured for his benefactions with monuments and cults in his honour at various cities, including Rhodes and Oropus[26][27]
In the west, Ptolemy maintained friendly neutrality with the Roman Republic and Carthage, which were fighting against one another in the Second Punic War (218-201 BC). He received a friendly embassy from the Romans in 210 BC, requesting a gift of grain to help feed the starving populus. It is unknown how Ptolemy responded to this request.[28]
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Ptolomy IV
Assassination of Alexander IV:
However, the war was far from over, and Alexander the Greats 14 year old son would be assassinated before he could rule Egypt, passing the Pharoahship to the Roman-Greco Ptolomy's.
Death of Alexander IV
However, Green thinks that Heracles was killed after Alexander IV's assassination.[8]
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Alexandros IV
Dardanian alliance:
The Dardanian elitists, in true aristocratic fashion, tried to get their foot on the throne another way, by offering to protect the Hellenstic empire against Celtic invasion, by forming allegiances.
Which of course, would result in concessions.
However Ptolomy quite wisely refused, and decided to fight the Celtic armies himself.
1st - 3rd century BC
Celts were present in Dardania in 279 BC.[25] The Dardanian king offered to help the Macedonians with 20,000 soldiers against the Celts, but this was refused by Macedonian king Ptolemy Keraunos.[26]
Now, another king that was involved in this invasion beginning around 279 BC, was one of the Brennos brothers.
If you would like to know which one of the brothers it was, and what country he was king of, then simply go to the lobby after reading this article, and read the article "Belinus and Brennius and the sack of rome".
But, Belinas, king of Albany and Cambria, was reported to have committed suicide during this war.
It is likely he did so by jumping off the tower of Apollo.
To find out why it is likely that he jumped off the tower of apollo, simply see other articles in lobby.
Another Brennus) was one of the leaders of the army of Gauls who attempted to invade and settle in the Greek mainland in 278 BC. After a looting spree and after managing to pass Thermopylae by encircling the Greek army and forcing it to retreat he made his way to the rich treasury at Delphi but he was defeated by the re-assembled Greek army. Brennus was heavily injured at the battle of Delphi and committed suicide there.
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Tower of Apollo
Now, it is very likely that one of the main armies of the Brennos, during their sack of Rome, and conquest of Macedonia, prior to attempting to conquer Athens, were the Belgae.
In fact, Brennius and Belinus where likely one of the Belgae themselves, as "Belgae" was just part of a wider branch of Gaelic speaking Gauls that spread from Britain, Ireland and throughout mainland europe.
The differences between Belgae, and other Gauls, would be simple dialectics, with one another still able to speak to eachother, even if in a totally different accent, or, with slightly different spellings and pronounications.
Beli and Belinus
The consensus among linguists is that the ethnic name Belgae comes from the Proto-Celtic root \belg-* or \bolg-* meaning "to swell (particularly with angebattle fury/etc.)", cognate with the Dutch adjective gebelgd "very angry" (weak perfect participle of the verb belgen "to become angry") and verbolgen "being angry" (strong perfect participle of obsolete verbelgen "to make angry"), as well as the Old English verb belgan, "to be angry" (from Proto-Germanic \balgiz), derived ultimately from the Proto-Indo-European root *\bhelgh-* ("to swell, bulge, billow"). Thus, a Proto-Celtic ethnic name \Bolgoi* could be interpreted as "the people who swell (particularly with angebattle fury)".[3]
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Julius Caesar:
Now, a lot of confusion and damage was caused by the politics of Julius Caesar, who decided to draw lines between Gallic countries, and insist they are seperate peoples.
His historical understanding is not actually shared by today's contemporary scholar and historian, and was not even shared amongst his own Greco allies, that thought there was an extremely small difference between Gauls, and Germanics, and tribes from other gaelic speaking parts of Gaul.
Strabos obviously did not share Caesars political reasoning.
Origins of Belgae
.[8] Ancient sources such as Caesar are not always clear about the things used to define ethnicity today. While Caesar or his sources described the Belgae as distinctly different from the Gauls, Strabo stated that the differences between the Celts (Gauls) and Belgae, in countenance, language, politics, and way of life was a small one, unlike the difference between the Aquitanians and Celts.[9] The fact that the Belgae were living in Gaul means that in one sense they were Gauls. This may be Caesar's meaning when he says "The Belgae have the same method of attacking a fortress as the rest of the Gauls".[10]
Belgae in Britain:
Now, most of the most southern regions of Albion/Briton, were inhabited by Belgae.
The Belgae are even said to be the same peoples as the Irish Fir-Bolg.
Which is hardly surprising, as they spoke the same language as Irish people.
The name belgium, comes from the Belgae.
Some peoples in Britain were also called Belgae and O'Rahilly equated them with the Fir Bolg in Ireland. The Belgae gave their name to the Roman province of Gallia Belgica and, much later, to the modern country of Belgium; today "Belgae" is also Latin for "Belgians".
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British Belgae
The birth of the Antiochus:
Now, Ptolomy was doing very well in Egypt, until the rise of Antiochus III's selecud empire invaded and conquered Alexander the greats old lands, including macedonia, and re-established the Iranian/Aryan persian titles.
It is likely that the attacks from Belinus & the Belgae had a "huge" role to play in this success.
Antiochus III
Antiochus III the Great /ænˈtaɪəkəs/ (Greek: Ἀντίoχoς Μέγας; c. 241 – 3 July 187 BC, ruled April/June 222 – 3 July 187 BC)[1] was a Macedonian Hellenistic king and the 6th ruler of the Seleucid Empire.[2][3][4] He ruled over the region of Syria and large parts of the rest of western Asia towards the end of the 3rd century BC. Rising to the throne at the age of eighteen in 222 BC, his early campaigns against the Ptolemaic Kingdom were unsuccessful, but in the following years Antiochus gained several military victories and substantially expanded the empire's territory. His traditional designation, the Great, reflects an epithet he assumed. He also assumed the title Basileus Megas (Greek for "Great King"), the traditional title of the Persian kings. A militarily active ruler, Antiochus restored much of the territory of the Seleucid Empire,
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Antiochus III
Anti-Roman freedom fighter:
Now, Antichus III "is not" Greek in the slightest.
He is a blond haired blue eyed boy.
He has conquered Greece from the Greco-Romans.
So, in that sense, yes, he is Greek.
But he announces himself to the world as a freedom fighter fighting against the growing Roman empire.
His invasion of Greece is of course, a huge blow to the Greco-Roman Hellenstic world.
Antiochus III
Declaring himself the "champion of Greek freedom against Roman domination", Antiochus III waged a four-year war against the Roman Republic beginning in mainland Greece in the autumn of 192 BC[5][6]
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Seleucid expansion
Roman alliance:
Now, just as Antiochus was about to walk in to Egypt and hand Ptolomy his p45, the Romans decided to ally themselves with Ptolomy after-all, and they came to the rescue.
War against Rome and death
In 192 BC Antiochus invaded Greece with a 10,000-man army, and was elected the commander in chief of the Aetolian League.[19] In 191 BC, however, the Romans under Manius Acilius Glabrio) routed him at Thermopylae), forcing him to withdraw to Asia Minor. The Romans followed up their success by invading Anatolia, and the decisive victory of Scipio Asiaticus at Magnesia ad Sipylum (190 BC), following the defeat of Hannibal at sea off Side, delivered Asia Minor into their hands.[13]
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Alban hills
Alban hills:
Now, the early Octavians, from house of Octavius, which was the house Julius Caesar was from, sided with Ptolomy, despite the fact that they themselves are partially descended from Gauls from the Alban hills dating back to Alba longa.
Instead of admit this, they choose to insist that Alba longa is a myth and legend, and instead their real ancestors are the Gods.
Octavia Gens origin
The Octavii originally came from the Volscian town of Velitrae, in the Alban Hills. The historian Suetonius writes,
Towards the end of the Republic, it became fashionable for noble families to trace their origin to the gods and heroes of olden time,
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Gaius Octavius
Now, Ptolomy V is actually related to Antiochus III, through Antiochuses patriarch grandfather, Antiochus, who was the brother of the Ptolomy patriarch, ptolomy.
Antiochus (Greek: Ἀντίοχος; fl. 4th century BC) was a Macedonian) man who lived during the time of Philip II of Macedon (ruled 359-336 BC). He originally came from Orestis), Macedonia.
Antiochus served as an officer under Philip II, and gained distinction as a military general. Antiochus was from an upper noble family. His father was probably called Seleucus, his brother was called Ptolemy)
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Julius Caesar
Beli mawr:
Therefore, when Beli mawr claims to be related to the mother of Jesus, it is actually not impossible that a person with an Anti-Roman agenda, could in fact be a Belgian.
As the Antiochuses are a North western branch of a family which inter-bred with Messenaeans and fathered some of the most well known emperors of our time, including Egyptian emperors, and Roman emperors, who they later grew to despise.
Beli mawr
Beli Mawr ("Beli the Great") was an ancestor figure in Middle Welsh literature and genealogies. He is the father of Cassivellaunus, Arianrhod, Lludd Llaw Eraint, Llefelys, and Afallach. In certain medieval genealogies he is listed as the son or husband of Anna, cousin of Mary, mother of Jesus.
Cleopatra 1:
And Cleopatra I was likely a Belgae also.
And she was the daughter of Antiochus III that married Ptolomy V after her fathers death.
Cleopatra I
Cleopatra I Syra (Greek: Κλεοπάτρα Σύρα; c. 204 – 176 BC) was a princess of the Seleucid Empire, Queen of Ptolemaic Egypt by marriage to Ptolemy V of Egypt, and regent of Egypt during the minority of their son, Ptolemy VI, from her husband’s death in 180 BC until her own death in 176 BC.
And she was the daughter of Antiochus III that married Ptolomy V after her fathers death.
Cleopatra I was the daughter of Antiochus III the Great, King of the Seleucid Empire, and Queen Laodice III.

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2020.09.16 15:05 Mathemologist Modalities in the Logic of Qualia

Qualia refers to the ineffability of sense experience, grounded and contrasted with the principle of physicality (that we are sharing a real world). Let us study this spectrum of effability. Effability is the capacity for an object to be encoded and transmitted by a subject. Effability is contrasted with intentionality, which is the capacity for a subject to encode and transmit objects of its awareness. Two sides of the coin of experience. Qualia involves language, as a behavioral pattern. Language and psychology involve communication within a society of different agents. These are inseparable components in the problem of qualia. I want to approach from the angle of language, and in particular formal language. Most particularly, I want to talk about qualia using the language of monads). I hope that this approach will lend itself to applications in artificial intelligence, and synthetic qualia.
First, I will brief you in the ways that categories encode logic. I will assume that you know what a category is, or at least know their simple anatomy. On the formal language side of things, consider this take on intension. Intensionality here says that identity types for terms of types can have more structure than binary truth-falsity. If we take distinctions of symbols as primitive, rather than individuate symbols, then the capacity to distinguish and identify is enlarged. Classical formal logic is nearly synonymous with symbolic model theory, concerning propositions or axioms within formal languages, built from grammars on strings of symbols from alphabets, which are (usually finite) sets. Martin-Löf's approach is more natural to human cognition and semiosis. We often index various ways in which things differ, so a logic of things ought to treat differences of things as things, too. For a community to begin using this kind of logic, they must have arduous and arguably distracting conversations about these new logical foundations, and I understand that not everyone will want to engage here. This means that the correspondences between syntax and semantics must be formally verifiable in a constructive way, and we should use the highest registers of formal language in expressing and condensing the systems used. This will allow us to provide flexible, natural, clear, and valid foundations for formal reason. The reason of forms, the gentle art of transformation.
Intensional types accommodate or internalize extensional types. Extensionality is an intensional monadality, a reflection of a structural monad reflected in propositional language. Ironically, Extensionize is a dramatic reduction of formal structure, and this leads to confusion in some applications of type theory. For this reason, we will take a generalized formal approach taking distinctions to be individual primitives, and generally reasoning about collections as consisting of distinctions. The beauty of univalent homotopy type theory is that it allows us to describe and reason with and about changes of difference. We can understand semiosis better by assuming the language of transforming distinctions.
(What happens when we start organizing monadic descent learning into univalent homotopy types?)
Generally, distinctions are partitions, and typed partitions are simply terms of function types. Functions are typed partitions of typed partitions, and then also [ ...typed partitions of typed partitions of... ]. This is a great meta-language for artificial intelligence. Intelligence has the capacity to distinguish recursively, and consistently. This consistency is at the basis of all science and reason, even when we abstract consistency consistently. Consistency justifies persistence, and what persists is real enough for me.
Mathematicians, in their endless exploration of structured patterning, enjoy a reality outlined by consistencies. We move along lines of reason to verify the consistency of structured pattern and patterned structure. Consistency is the mechanism giving coherence to Reason and cohesion to Thought.
Concerning Hegel
I want to talk about physical objects, impressions of objects, organisms, ideas, spirit, forms, all of these things, as objects in higher categories and more general structures which can be spoken of using higher categories. Intricate algebras, logics, calculi, algorithms, languages, codes, cyphers, spells, and transmutations should be cast in a unifying mathematical framework, which leads the webworker to engage in even higher registers of synthetic formal sciences of information, proof, validity, and exchange. If we are to automate and synthesize the intelligence expressed by humans and machines and nature in these areas, then we should have pure and simple foundations for the formalization of semiosis and psychology, as well as for science. The better the bridges, the better exchange of ideas. Let's be bridge architects!

Let's build functor networks!
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2020.09.14 19:29 kjonesatjaagnet 3 keys to understanding blockchain

Blockchain technology can be very difficult to understand. While most of us may have heard the term before and have some idea of what it means, it can be a challenge to really get at the meat of what makes the blockchain so important.
I believe, however, that blockchain is actually easier to understand than you might think, you just have to grasp these three key facts.

Blockchain isn't bitcoin

One major misconception that often pops up is that people assume blockchain and bitcoin are synonyms. This can be especially problematic when people judge blockchain based on bitcoin's flaws.
Bitcoin is not blockchain, it is a use case for blockchain. Satoshi Nakamoto, the anonymous creator of bitcoin, initially crafted a blockchain as a way to confirm and keep track of bitcoin transactions, but the technology has since grown beyond bitcoin to many different use cases.
A more accurate comparison would be that blockchain is like the internet and bitcoin is like email. While email was one of the first use cases for the internet, the internet can do so much more than just send emails.

Blockchain isn't just for transactions

Blockchain is essentially an immutable database that may be controlled through a decentralized model. It offers a great deal of security for data since it often secures the data through highly complex algorithms, and with a decentralized database, other users can instantly tell if someone has messed with one version of the database.
This can be very useful for keeping records on transactions, but that isn't its only usage. For example, the healthcare industry can use blockchain tech to keep patient data private and give patients control of who accesses their data.
Other potential uses include:
Of course, this is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to what blockchain can accomplish when it comes to data, which brings us to our last point.

It puts people in charge of their data

One major issue this past decade has been customer privacy. Facebook has gotten into hot water for selling user data to advertisers, and facial recognition companies have had legal problems as well.
Blockchain can offer a better solution to these privacy concerns by giving people control of their own data. By securing certain data, such as identifiable documents or creative works on a blockchain, users can control who accesses their data and how they gain recompense for offering that data.
Blockchain can thus create a more equitable world where customers, advertisers and businesses can come to reasonable understandings when it comes to data usage and access. This in fact in the ultimate key to understanding blockchain, it isn't just a new technology, it's a new way to handle how we "handle" data.
Originally published by Bradley Cooper September 11, 2020 Mobile Payments Today
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2020.09.14 19:25 naroLsraLteiN_isback Is earth actually flat?

Hey, Vsauce. Michael here. In 2003, researchers did the measurements and found that Kansas is in fact literally flatter than a pancake. Of course, the Earth is not flat, the Earth is round. Otherwise travellers would be falling off the edge all the time. Right? Wrong.
If the Earth was not a ball shaped, but was instead a flat disk, like this plate, well with the weight, density and thickness, living in the middle could feel pretty normal. But as you move toward the edge, gravity on a disk Earth would slightly skew, pushing at a greater and greater angle back toward the centre. My friend Nick from 'yeti dynamics' put together this great simulation. The person and buildings obviously aren't to scale but check out how such increasingly diagonal gravity would work. Although this is a flat disk, it would feel to a runner headed toward the edge, like they were fighting to climb up a steeper and steeper hill. The building foundations behind the runner reflect how you would have to build structures, closer and closer to the edge, so that people living in them always felt like down was at right angles to the floor - the way we feel it on our big, round Earth. As you approach the edge, things would get scary. Remember, this is a flat Earth, but it would feel like a sheer drop off. What's really cool is that contrary to the "don't fall off the edge" fear, on a flat world because of gravity, the scary risk would actually be falling away from the edge and rolling all the way back to the centre. Once you stepped over the edge, instead of falling off into space, you'd be able to relax. It would be a nice level place.
This model, of course, neglects the fact that such a planet shape would be impossible. Anything as massive as the Earth, shaped like a flat disc, would, under its own gravity, naturally collapse back into a ball. This is why in outer space everything more than few hundred miles in diameter is round. Or so we've been told. What if gravity isn't real? What if the Earth is, in fact, flat and science has been wrong all along?
It's a misconception that Christopher Columbus discovered that the Earth is round. Virtually every scholar and major religion in the West accepted Earth's rotundity, since at least the time of the Ancient Greeks, who, for instance, had noticed that boats disappear bottom first when sailing away. And, as you walk north and south, stars pop in and out of the view. The misconception that only a few hundred years ago lots and lots of people believed the Earth was flat likely began in the modern era, as a sort of insult. Well, your people recently thought the Earth was flat, so why should we believe you now? The smear was repeated and published so often it became accepted as historical fact. "Flat-Earther" became synonymous with "Anti-science". It might seem flat over short distances, but over longer ones, well the Earth is pretty darn curvy. The Verrazano–Narrows Bridge, connecting Staten Island and Brooklyn, had to be designed with Earth's roundness in mind. Its 2 towers, separated by 1300 metres, and perfectly vertical, are nonetheless 41 milimetres further apart at the top than at the bottom because of Earth's curvature. In the 3rd century BC, Eratosthenes measured the differences between shadows cast by poles in Syene and Alexandria to calculate, more than 2000 years before rockets and space travel, the circumference of the entire globular Earth, with, for the time, impressive accuracy. Word got around that the Earth was a round shape after that.
But in 1906, Wilbur Glenn Voliva became head of a slightly bizarre religious sect that pretty much ran the city of Zion, Illinois. Voliva believed that the Earth was actually flat and he enforced flat Earth's teachings in schools in Zion. He also enforced that belief on really anyone who entered the city. Voliva believed not only that the Earth was flat, but that the sun was only few thousand miles away from Earth. Not 93 million. He also believed that the sun was only 32 miles across, not 860 000. He sounds crazy, or does he? You see, the same phenomenon Eratosthenes measured could be explained by a flat Earth, if the sun were only few thousand miles away and 32 miles across - the math would work out the same.
Today, with the power of the Internet, modern day flat Earthers have picked up where Voliva left off. They have quite good explanations for any evidence you throw at them that the Earth is round. Circumnavigation is really just a flat circle path. The round shadow Earth casts on the Moon during a lunar eclipse could also be made by a flat disc. Time zones are caused by spotlight sun, and remember how gravity would be totally different on a disc-shaped planet? Well, they argue that gravity, as we know it, simply doesn't exist. The flat disc of Earth is merely accelerating up at 9.8 metres per second.
As for all of the photos and video evidence we now have that the Earth is round, thanks to space exploration, well all of that material is completely fabricated. A hoax, perpetrated by Big Globe. Space agencies, airlines, globe manufacturers. They are reaping the rewards of our ignorant belief that the Earth is actually round. They know, of course, that it's flat. And they're hiding that truth from us. Is it merely a coincidence that the logo used by the Flat Earth Society is a projection of Earth, centred on the North Pole, and also happens to be the projection used by the United Nations? Are these people for real? Probably not most of them.
But this is the crocks of Poe's Law. An adage that states that at their extremes, parody of extremism and sincere extremism are difficult to distinguish. Although clever, flat Earth theories are predominantly ad hoc explanations - excuses made up on the spot that only address one issue and don't fit all the evidence. Science, of course, rejects a theory if a better one fits more of our observations, but why the egoistical obsession with OUR observations? A cosmic ray particle could use the very same scientific method we use and conclude that the Earth was, in fact, flat.
You see, at speeds near the speeds of light, time slows down and lengths contract. One way we know this is that unstable muons, created in the upper atmosphere by the collision of cosmic rays with the atmosphere, should mostly decay before reaching Earth's surface. But yet, we detect a lot of them down here, because they're crazy fast speed literally means that, from our perspective, their physics runs according to a slower clock; and to them, the distance they have to cover to the surface during their short lives is, from their perspective, much much shorter than it appears to us. If you're a cosmic ray proton travelling at 99.9999999999991% the speed of light, Earth would appear to be only 17 metres thick in the direction you travel. So Earth is flat to them, but round to us. It is ball shaped to some observers and flat to others. There doesn't appear to be a single most correct-est, in all circumstances, answer.
Susan Haack compares knowledge to a crossword puzzle. New answers interweave with old ones, they all reinforce one another. The clues are the questions we ask, and the way the answers fall into a predetermined grid, well, that's our confidence that we're on the right track. But that doesn't mean one day there will be a finished puzzle - a complete answer. Recall The New York Times famous 1996 crossword puzzle that came out the day before the US election between Bill Clinton and Bob Dole. The clue for 39 across was pretty crazy. You seemed to need to be able to tell the future to answer it correctly. It simply said, "Lead story in tomorrow's newspaper (blank) elected". Well that blank could be Clinton or Bob Dole and who's to say which one until tomorrow? There's no way to know. But, as it turned out, the answer was Clinton, or Bob Dole. No matter which you wrote in, all the other clues fit. For instance, a "black Halloween animal" could either be a cat or a bat. Our knowledge about the outside world might be the same. A puzzle with no answer key, just the reassurance that the answers we think we know fit together, so they're probably correct. Though there's always the possibility that the answer to one clue, or all of them, will fundamentally not have a single definite satisfying answer. The puzzle may be playable forever.
I like what Richard Feynman says about this. "Some people say 'How can you live without knowing?' I do not know what they mean. I always live without knowing - that is easy. How you get to know is what I want to know." You know?
And as always, thanks for watching.
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2020.09.09 19:30 AntonioMachado [2017] Domenico Losurdo — Has China Turned to Capitalism? — Reflections on the Transition from Capitalism to Socialism

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2020.09.09 08:43 BorutFlis Can word2vec be used in text classfication?

I am doing text classification. As of yet I am not using a very sophisticated method. It is a simple bag-of words model. The word2vec technique seems very appealing to my project as it takes care of synonyms. However as far as I understand this technique creates vector representation for each word and not on document basis. The vectors are then used to calculate cosine similarity. My question is can you use this vectors for text classification. As I feel like this is the problem in my corpus, there are too many synonyms.
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2020.09.08 21:14 Pringles__ Stop developing oneitis and start being authentic and having abundance

1. Oneitis
Oneitis is a toxic mindset (or disease) where a man falls deeply and wholly in love with a woman to the point of obsession in a short period of time. Oneitis occurs to men who don't approach women and have limited dating options. Such men are often considered as incels (involuntary celibates). When these men find a woman, they put her on a pedestal and do all their best to impress her and to attract her (neediness). Oneitis occurs when you see a world of scarcity and not of abundance.
2. Example
Before going further, I'd like to give an example that is inspired by a story that occurred to me a year ago and that has certainly happened to you as well.
- Bryan is 30 and works for Google. Because of his toxic shame, he hasn't dated any woman in his life. He is afraid of them and doesn't dare to approach and ask them out.
- One day, Tatiana joins his office. Her being friendly, she initiates a lot of conversations with her colleagues, including Bryan. As a result, Bryan starts to like her. Him being unable to ask her out, he just talks to her and becomes obsessed with her, he falls deeply and wholly in love with Tatiana.
- 1 month later, Bryan expresses his feelings to Tatiana and tells her he likes her, which confuses her because he had been acting as a friend and a colleague all this time and wasn't expecting him to express his emotions. Her being a very nice person, she politely tells him that she's not interested.
- Bryan becomes frustrated and blames Tatiana for rejecting him. Why would she reject a guy who had been so nice with her?
3. Are you a nice guy?
A nice guy is an adult male who portrays himself as being nice but does it to get something in return. That's what we call a covert contract. In other words, the nice guy is needy. He prioritises the perceptions others have of him before his. As a result, he puts girls on a pedestal.
Nice guys are nice with every girl and expect something in return by being nice. Neediness means that nice guys feel the need to be approved and validated by girls. Fundamentally, this is the same thing.
The nice guy behaviour is toxic in every aspect of the relationship: 1/ for himself, 2/ for the people who are around him. Nice guys are not assertive, they make covert contracts, and blame the girl when she doesn't reciprocate.
Nice guys are also very boring because they tend to agree with everything or to shape the things they say to be validated by girls. Examples:
4. Being honest makes you non-needy
If you want to stop being a nice guy, you must carry your fucking balls and start being honest with yourself and people (including girls).
And I said "carry your fucking balls" and not "be confident". I see many men victimising themselves when someone tells them to "be confident": QQ EASIER SAID THAN DONE, QQ BE CONFIDENT HERE, BE CONFIDENT THERE. Carry your fucking balls you pussies. Do you think it's easier for me? Do you think it's easier for all the guys who are carrying their balls?
If you want to succeed in life and with girls, you must be honest, bold and vulnerable. You say and do things because you think them, not because you want to impress someone. Being honest makes you bold. Being bold makes you vulnerable.
5. Girls are neutral magnets that must be polarised
Consider a girl as a neutral magnet and you as a magnetic field.
If you try to impress her and get her attention, you will shape your words and acts to get her approval. This is neediness and nice guy behaviour. The magnetic field that you will emit will break the neutral magnet and make it unreceptive. You will turn off the girl and make her unattracted.
If you are bold, honest and vulnerable with her, you will portray confidence and non-neediness because you won't care about what she thinks of your words and acts. By being yourself (honest and authentic), you will portray a magnetic field that can potentially activate the magnet and make it receptive. Sometimes, the magnet can still break.
6. Approach girls
You will seduce girls if you are honest, bold, and vulnerable with people in general. I remind you that you must be authentic even with your friends and other people in general, not just with potential girls.
You can even approach girls with that mindset, it will work.
Regardless of your objectives, if you approach girls and you are honest, bold and vulnerable with them, you will polarise some and get some numbers
If you tell a girl "excuse me, I know this is random, but I like your umbrella, and I want to ask you out, can I get your number?", this will probably be random in your eyes but if you really mean it, the authenticity of your words will make her laugh and she will give you her number.
So start approaching girls to see abundance in your world.
7. Abundance and scarcity
Oneitis is a disease that affects men who see scarcity in their lives. If you want to no longer see scarcity, you must see abundance.
To see abundance in your life you must meditate and thank life for all it gave you. By doing this, you'll hopefully realise that you don't need anything else to be happy. You don't need a girl to be happy, you don't need sex to be happy, you don't need a girlfriend to be happy. Nothing makes you happy but you.
To see abundance in girls, you must approach women, define your objectives and your criteria.
8. Be a picky man
I look for a partner who is very honest and vulnerable, who is very curious, has life objectives, is a good communicator, doesn't need me to be happy, and is emotionally mature. A partner who is basically like me, because we attract what we are and we are attracted by what we are.
I don't need a girl to be happy, so I don't want a girl who needs me to be happy.
Looks-wise, I only approach girls I find beautiful with decent looks.
Being picky doesn't make you less successful with girls, on the contrary it makes you more valuable.
9. Authenticity
Everything I said in this post must come naturally. It shouldn't be forced.
10. Texting girls just for logistics should be authentic
Many people in this subreddit tell you to text only for logistics. Although this is true, it shouldn't be forced. It should be done because you mean it, because you don't feel the need to text more than that. You don't want to invest more time in the girl because you are not interested in her yet, not because you want to manipulate her.
I for instance don't text girls because I don't feel the need to get their attention. I have multiple dating options and can approach other girls if I want to hang out with them. So, I don't need to get anybody's attention. When I see them, I make them spend a good time unconditionally, without expecting something in return. If I don't like them, it's okay. I will just finish the date with them without changing my mood and I won't recontact them.
You are now wondering "so should I ignore them or text them??????". There lies your problem.
11. As men, we must own our life and don't try to blame or impress anyone
When a girl postpones a date, I give her a 2nd chance. If she postpones again or can't seem to make time for me, I stop texting her. I only want to see people who want to see me.
One girl that I asked out cancelled our date twice (in advance). The 2nd time, I just told her "listen, if you want to see me, let me know". I didn't reject her but I wanted to let her know that I wouldn't bother asking again. 2 weeks later, she recontacts me to talk to me about something that happened to her life. I replied normally, I didn't feel the need to "ignore her" because I had other dating options and didn't blame her for cancelling the dates. At the end of our discussion, she asked me out. I hadn't brought the subject of the dates in the discussion.
The key here is that you don't need to blame anyone or impress anyone when you are 1/ confident in yourself, 2/ see a world of abundance.
12. Αlpha males
Alpha males are self-centered. They don't try to impress girls (neediness) but they don't blame them either (narcissism). They are just themselves: fierce, strong, competitive, and sexually proud. Because they are what they are and do what they do, prospective mates are attracted.
13. Conclusion
Seduction is not about impressing people and it is not about doing something you are not comfortable with. Seduction is about being honest with yourself and with people. You are honest with yourself by acknowledging that you want to meet girls, don't deny it. You are honest with people because you value honesty and don't feel the need to shape reality or give half truths.
By being honest with yourself and with people, you will be really loved but also really hated. That's the key of seduction, you are yourself and are not afraid that some people hate you because you know that there are people who will like you for who you are.
If you can't be yourself, you won't polarise anyone. Nobody will hate you but nobody will love you either. So, don't try to impress people. Just be yourself. You don't need to use "pickup lines" to seduce girls. What you need to do is to clearly tell them you want to date them and ask them out. There is no problem in being honest with people.
14. My current experience
You don't have to do it directly if you are not comfortable with. There is nothing wrong in doing things progressively.
Like for everything, you can go step by step. Look, I stopped eating sugar for instance, although I have always been very fit. The first step was to stop soda, then I stopped eating sweets and chocolate, and now I don't even eat biscuits/cake or anything that contains sugar added artificially. I am very happy like this. I don't feel the need to eat sugar, although I'd still eat your birthday cake.
My current self-development went step by step as well. I started asking female friends out, just to start being more assertive, and it worked very well. I made them spend a very good time and they were happy at the end of the day. I then planned 3-4 city trips with a particular girl and again, I made her spend a very good time unconditionally, because I invited her to something I really wanted to do. I invited like 3-4 girls like this. I was very honest with the girls and stopped putting them on a pedestal. These changes made me realise what seduction was about.
After these pseudo-dates, I asked other girls out. Last week, I have had the occasion to get laid with 2 girls. The first one we were in a Netflix night and I ended up being caressing her hair and her head was on my lap. Her behaviour was screaming "fuck me" (I can read her very well), yet I didn't go further because there wasn't an emotional connection. The second one, I invited her for a drink and 3min into the conversation, we were already talking about sex. She basically knew my intentions and we could have gone further, yet she was too stressed of her life (not me) for anything to happen that night.
Right now, I can ask girls out, I can make them spend a good time unconditionally, without feeling the need to get laid with them, and I can be honest, bold, and vulnerable with anyone. My next step is to increase my cold approaching. I have already approached 1 random girl and she gave me her number, yet I'm not comfortable with cold approaching yet because I haven't done it yet. My current dates are scheduled in social media or texting. I just text for logistics as I don't need to talk to the girls.
At the end of the day, what matters is that you overcome your fears so you can be honest, bold, and vulnerable with anyone. It doesn't matter how long it takes you, it doesn't matter how you do it, what matters is that you do it. The journey is as exciting as the dates themselves.
15. References
Everything I wrote comes from my own mind and reflects my current mindset.
What allowed me to get there was reading 2 books:
I read these books only once a month ago. You don't have to read them 5 times. What you have to do is to start applying these changes in real life, like I did.
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2020.09.06 21:13 Splatfan1 yandere simulator builds are just not made to last

i am thinking about this stupid game a lot. and i am also watching stupid youtube videos a lot.
a few days ago i was rewatching stopdrop&retro's kickshaming. basically the guy talks about kickstarteindiegogo scams for 20 minutes. very entertaining. there are a lot of things he made vids on - some robots, some consoles, even some AI. but this was about portable video game consoles.
basically, there were two portable console scams - the pgs and the smach z. in one of them, he talks about how these consoles were made with off the shelf components. mostly a linx tablet. and this is to serve as prototypes. however, what can be done with these prototypes further in development? do pgs and smach z guys go to linx and ask for permittion to use their tablets for their consoles? of course not. why? these are not meant to ever go past the prototype stage. theyre made for an easy scam because most people will fall for it. i even went to the smach z project and of course, nobody has received their units. and this is when we circle back to yansim.
you see, the aoi model and the rest of the game asset studio bunch are meant to be placeholders. but its been 6 years. and its not the 6 years itself that is the problem. the problem is that in the past 6 years the models have had countless animations done for them by the volunteers. a lot of textures, hair models and other such things. but where do we go now? i know that it works a little differently because dev has bought these assets, but our alex wants a triple A title. so what does he do? go to game asset studio and request a partnership to be free of this weird state the models are in? either way, now he wants to replace it and in the little cute interactive cutscene at the end you can see new models. which is fine, but what about all the hair models? remember, there would be around 100 models for the students and countless others from yandere chans custom hair list. but these are mostly just cosmetics that can be redone easily with maybe a texture change to fit better with the new artstyle and a little polygon manipulation to fit them on the new heads. this is fine. theres also the problem of grey haired aoi model being synonymous with the game, but yandere chans design is simple and could probably adapt easily. we have the stolen asset problem - like the pool. or at least i think. i know its from another game. yes a p0rn game but that is small potatoes to it being from another game in the first place. the grass texture is also infamous for being stolen and while i think he replaced it, it still shouldnt have happened. because you see, placeholders are fine. if youre making a game and you use a box from crash bandicoot, that is fine. what is not fine is releasing the game to the public and getting money from it. but even that can somehow be excused.
what concerns me the most are the animations. we all saw yandere kun, right? despite being a very similar model to yandere chan and only a little taller, everything breaks and looks like crap. of course its an easter egg but remember, alex chose to leave it in the game in its current state and didnt do anything for years despite him being a rather popular easter egg. the new models have completely different proportions. and remember what i said about the hair models? how these could be fixed rather easily? how would osanas hair work? one of the games earliest delays was because osanas new model (which was also a delay) clipped with its hair. if this clipping of one character's hair was a delay, what do you think will happen next? the game has a lot of animations. cutscenes, doing something, walking, holding, all things you can think of. tell me, how are they going to work? in short: no, they wont. these wont work. nothing will work. the next build after he changes the models will be a bug ridden mess even outside of animation bugs. his code will find a way to fuck it up.
why? because nothing in this game is designed to last. the gameplay is repetitive. the builds are made to milk the yandere cow dry. the code is that of a beginner creating a simple cute anime game for people to play for free with few characters because otherwise youre left with 2 fps. the demo can be beaten in every way in a few hours and thats it, your 6 years of waiting is complete. and its because there is a disease festering in the games very core. that disease is cumdev. the developer himself has no self respect and is a magnet for the worst and best kinds of people to make vids on him. whether its the game sleuth or someone competent, its just getting worse and worse. whether its the cum chalice or very real problem with his behavior on streaming sites, its getting worse and worse. alex mahan will not last. and nothing he creates will last as anything other than infamous examples of how NOT to make a game. of how to screw up. of how to take a simple idea and corrupt it so much that it becomes barely recognizable from its original 4chan idea post. alex mahan is an art thief and an asset thief and outside of new scams that prey on kids and the uninformed i have no idea how he can function. or whats the next for him. alex mahan is the worst developer there has ever been for being all of those things and because he does not even want to release a game. with a lot of video game scams, you can at least see some passion or a desire to finish the game while also stalling a bit. but most scams get released, even as buggy messes as a last ditch effort. alex has no such ambitions. he was creating a scam ever since the game got popular. this game is never coming out.
this has been waifu_png_pl. 1056 words. my new record!
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2020.09.06 18:14 NewsPlant Inside the online cult of #JusticeforSSR The story of three men united by their fever-pitch resentment towards Rhea Chakraborty, and their anger and grief at the death of a Bollywood star.

Inside the online cult of #JusticeforSSR The story of three men united by their fever-pitch resentment towards Rhea Chakraborty, and their anger and grief at the death of a Bollywood star.
A picture posted on a popular Facebook group shows actor Rhea Chakraborty next to a coronavirus illustration. “Which virus is more dangerous?” shouts the text on the image. The caption says: “2020 worst year in the history of mankind. The two most dangerous virus against humanity.”
The Facebook group in question is called “Justice for Sushant Singh Rajput”. With over one lakh followers, it’s peppered with posts hashtagged #ArrestRheaChakraborty and #IAmSushant.
And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.
“She should be hanged,” said Singh Dheeraj, one of the group’s five administrators. “But then again, in our country, it took very long for even Afzal Guru or Yakub Memon to be hanged..."
Dheeraj is a final-year engineering student in Faridabad. He agreed to talk to me over a Facebook Messenger call only after he confirmed that I’m a “nationalist”. “I’m against anti-nationalism,” he told me. About being one of the admins of the Facebook group, he said, chuckling: “I have not told my parents or friends. They will think that I am not focusing on my studies.”
For a nation obsessed with Bigg Boss**, viewers no longer need to wait for an episode to be shot and aired. A version of this reality show, well-known for its voyeuristic appeal, plays out all day, every day, on social media and TV news screens. Ever since actor Sushant Singh Rajput died in June, the saga that followed has unfolded on our screens, and the past month has been particularly binge-worthy.**
In a profile by the New York Times in June, talk show host Jon Stewart said, “Twenty-four-hour news networks are built for one thing, and that’s 9/11. There are very few events that would justify being covered 24 hours a day, seven days a week. So in the absence of urgency, they have to create it.”
And this is exactly what’s happened following Rajput’s death. Except this isn’t a movie — Chakraborty cannot take off her make-up and go home at the end of the day. Instead, she’s been thrust into a real-life trial by the media, where everyone watching, from national television anchors to quiet college-going students, has turned jurist.
In the process, Chakraborty has been torn apart by leading TV news channels, which demand her arrest, accuse her of “black magic” , camp out outside her building, pass off conspiracy theories as “news”, and conduct “postmortems” of Rajput himself. Republic’s Arnab Goswami screaming about drugs is only surpassed by Times Now’s Navika Kumar breathlessly running into the studio claiming to have a bag full of incriminating documents.
“It isn’t that Arnab or Navika don’t know what they’re doing,” said Pratik Sinha, founder of fact-checking site Alt News**. “They know exactly what and why they go on camera for. They have people to please.”**
Instead, it’s worth asking why young men and women like Dheeraj, who have never met either Rajput or Chakraborty, suddenly find themselves dedicating hours to administering Facebook groups that seek “justice for Sushant”.
For this, I spoke to three men – Saahil Chaudhary, an aspiring actomodel; Surjeet Singh Rathore, a member of the Karni Sena, a caste Hindu group; and Dheeraj. What links them is their fever-pitch resentment towards Chakraborty, and their anger and grief at the death of a Bollywood star.

Humans of #ArrestRheaChakraborty

Over the course of lengthy conversations, I asked all the three men where they found their conviction to convict Rhea Chakraborty.
Singh Dheeraj
Dheeraj hadn’t been a big fan of Rajput; what drew him was the fact that Rajput, like himself, was also from Bihar and managed to make it big in Bollywood.
For Dheeraj, the logic is fairly simple as to why he believes that Rajput was murdered, and did not die by suicide.
“How can they suddenly call him crazy now?” he said, possibly referring to reports on Rajput’s mental health. “It must have something to do with the fact that Rhea was living with him, right?”
This is a popular theory. Rajput’s therapist broke confidentiality last month and said the actor had depression and bipolar disorder. While the therapist also said Chakraborty was his “strongest support”, Rajput’s family has claimed that he “started having mental problems” after Chakraborty “came into his life”.
When I asked Dheeraj what kind of changes he thinks Chakraborty brought into Rajput’s life, he paused and came up with this anecdote, which he said is tied to the idea of an “ideal home”.
“Agar Salman [Khan] ki girlfriend ya wife aur Salman ke beech scene hua, toh kiska chalega? Salman ka hi chalega. Aur jabki yahan par Sushant aur Rhea ke sath jo scene hua, usme kiska chala tha? Rhea ka chala tha,” he said. (If something happens between Salman Khan and his girlfriend or wife, who will win? Salman will. And here, if something happened between Sushant and Rhea, who used to win? Rhea used to.)
But why did he think Chakraborty was controlling Rajput? Dheeraj brought up how Chakraborty tried to “change” Rajput’s staff members and friends.
“She had things to hide...look how she was acting with Mahesh Bhatt,” he said. “Was it correct of her to behave that way when she was with Sushant? Anyway, I am a nationalist, I am anti-Bollywood, anti-Rhea and anti-all these drugs and alcohol she used to do.” He refused to elaborate further.
This feeds into the image of Chakraborty constructed by the mainstream media. Photos of her posing on a beach in swimwear, or videos of her working out in sportswear are repeatedly shown during panel discussions, suggesting to viewers, like Dheeraj, that she’s some sort of promiscuous, gold-digging seductress with no “morality” or “culture”.
After some hesitation, he admitted that he believes Chakraborty deserves capital punishment, though he was quick to add: “Justice should be achieved but not hanging. Anyway in our country it was already difficult to hang people like Yakub Memon or Afzal Guru so obviously she cannot be hanged...but she should be punished...Women are like goddesses for me.”
Dheeraj didn’t watch Dil Bechara**, the movie starring Rajput that released after the latter’s death, because he was juggling between his studies and the Facebook group. He also spends a large part of his day “counselling” women, he said. “Him [Rajput] going away has caused a lot of sadness to many girls,” he explained. “I send them videos...I try to make them understand.”**
Saahil Chaudhary
Not far from Dheeraj, in the same state of Haryana, Saahil Chaudhary took to his YouTube channel on August 27, minutes after Chakraborty gave her first television interview to Rajdeep Sardesai on Aaj Tak.
Wearing a fitted white t-shirt and a neatly shaped beard, Chaudhary folded his hands and addressed his two lakh followers: “Somebody please hammer Rajdeep Sardesai’s head.” He spewed expletives against Chakraborty — zaleel aurath, haram ki bachhi and madarchodd ki bachhi being some of them — while his followers echoed his views gleefully in the comments section below, calling Chakraborty a “prostitute” and a “lady Dawood”.
This video received over 2.85 lakh views on YouTube.
Chaudhary has been busy for the last few months, providing daily updates on the investigation into Rajput’s death. He posted his first video on June 17, two days after Rajput died, telling his viewers that it was his “duty” to “expose the dirty secrets of Bollywood”.
In the video, Chaudhary claimed to have met Rajput “four or five times”. “He was such a gentleman, so kind-hearted. Today, I’m not going to spare anyone.” Since then, Chaudhary has uploaded 48 similar videos. According to him, Chakraborty must be arrested at once and the powerful in Bollywood should be shamed.
Importantly, when I spoke to Chaudhary, he denied having ever met the actor. During our conversation, his own frustrations at not being able to “make it big” in Bollywood were evident. “Out of lakhs of people, one got a chance and he became a star, but then you killed him?” he said. “What the fuck? You murdered him?”
Chaudhary runs a gym in Haryana, and has been trying to make it as an actor and model for over 10 years. Unable to be cast even as the friend of the hero, he started to explore YouTube to make himself more visible, he said. From cooking videos to workout videos to health tips and now the Rajput case, he feels like he’s finally found a platform to gain some stardom.
Although, he added, none of his videos on YouTube are monetised. Chaudhary has over two lakh subscribers on his channel. His most-watched video, with over two million views, is regarding who Chakraborty is dating.
When I asked him for the source of his information to declare Chakraborty guilty, Chaudhary said that people sent him articles and photos that he “verifies using logic”. After this “verification”, he concluded: “Rhea is hiding facts and is involved in the murder.” During the course of our chat, he also claimed that Chakraborty is a “gold-digger” who was having an affair with director Mahesh Bhatt.
So, what would he tell Chakraborty if he ever met her? “I don’t want to talk to her,” he replied. “I will simply do what the entire public wants to do: uske kaan ke neeche bajaunga main. I will give her a tight slap. I am sure that when this happens, the public will be satisfied. With this one slap, Sushant Singh’s parents and sisters will be at peace.”
Surjeet Singh Rathore
YouTube is Chaudhary’s platform of choice, but Surjeet Singh Rathore came into the limelight when he appeared on Arnab Goswami’s primetime show on Republic Bharat on August 21.
The show was hashtagged #WhySorryRhea, and Rathore was introduced as an “eyewitness” who was reportedly present when Chakraborty saw Rajput’s body at the Cooper Hospital mortuary. According to Rathore, Chakraborty “confessed” to her crime then; she placed her hand on her chest and said, “Sorry, babu.”
“Why is she saying sorry? Was she involved?” Rathore asked Goswami, who took long, dramatic pauses and repeatedly asked Rathore to describe Chakraborty’s demeanour.
Rathore is a member of the Karni Sena, a Rajput group. When I spoke to him on the telephone, he said he was in Rajasthan, the Karni Sena’s home state, from where he would “speak the truth”. After appearing on Republic, he claimed, Mumbai became “unsafe” for him. “I am not scared,” he added. “If something happens to me or Kangana Ranaut, Karni Sena poori Hindustan mein aag lagaenge. The Karni Sena will set fire to the whole of India.”
What does that mean? He replied, “Don’t you remember our Padmavat movement?”
Here’s a quick refresher: In 2017, the Karni Sena led a violent campaign against Sanjay Leela Bhansali’s movie Padmavat, claiming it tarnished the reputation of Rajputs and misappropriated history. Before the movie was released, Karni Sena workers vandalised the film set, slapped the director, trashed a theatre playing the movie’s trailer, threatened to cut off actor Deepika Padukone’s nose and behead Padukone and Bhansali, moved petitions to ban the film, and received support from the Bharatiya Janata Party.
The group eventually retreated when Padmavat was released, saying there was, after all, “nothing objectionable” in the film.
Rathore told me he had once spoken to Sushant Singh Rajput on the phone when the Padmavat incident occurred, to tell Rajput not to support Bhansali. Apart from that, they’ve never met, though he met Chakraborty once, according to him, at the mortuary. As he explained to Goswami, he apparently went to the mortuary to see Sushant as a fellow Rajput.
Why is Rathore so involved in this case?
“I am a Rajput. I am a member of the Karni Sena. Sushant was also a Rajput, it’s my right to be involved,” Rathore replied.
When he left the mortuary, he said, Aaj Tak spoke to him but the interview never aired. So, Rathore approached Arnab Goswami who helped him “bring the news to the world”. Rathore added that Chakraborty must be arrested “as soon as possible” on the basis of her saying “Sorry, babu” to Rajput’s body.
In his post-Republic days, Rathore spends his time answering “calls from all across the country, mostly from my supporters and from TV channels”. He has a girlfriend but he quickly said, “Woh Rhea jaisi nahi hai.” She is not like Rhea.
Currently, Rathore’s Facebook page, which has over 21,000 followers, is filled with posts seeking justice for Rajput, Rathore’s TV interviews, and pictures from his time in Jaipur. One photo shows him standing on a terrace, arms extended, with the caption: “For success in need two things...Ignorance and confidence...❤️ My Jaipur.”

Politics to the Right

Through the course of my conversations with these men, it became apparent that what irritated them the most was Chakraboty’s alleged infidelity. As men, they seemed to empathise with the pain Rajput might have gone through of loving a “morally corrupt woman”.
Apart from that, the other common thread was their tendency to be aligned with the Right. However, only Dheeraj openly proclaimed his support for the BJP; both Rathore and Chaudhary said this issue isn’t political.
Dheeraj’s affinity towards the Right came forward in our conversation when he asked me if I had worked as a reporter during the citizenship law protests, and what I felt about BJP leader Kapil Mishra’s role. Mishra had made an incendiary speech in February targeting the protesters against the Citizenship Amendment Act, and the Delhi riots followed soon after, leaving over 50 dead.
When I told him that no matter what side I’m on, violence is not the way out, he said, “Violence for religion is justifiable. There are Muslims living in my lane. Tomorrow if they block the road, there is a limit to how long one can wait for the police before taking action himself.”
He also brought up Asifa Bhano, the eight-year-old who was raped and murdered in Jammu in 2018. “Why is that when Asifa, that Muslim child, was raped in a temple in Jammu, all Bollywood celebrities came out and shamed the country?” he said. “What about Hindu women? I am not saying they should not speak about the injustice against Asifa, I’m just saying you cannot internationally shame your country. These celebrities, they are not with us Hindus. They are not with the country.”
Dheeraj, Chaudhary and Rathore all agreed that the only journalists currently doing his job correctly is Arnab Goswami. Dheeraj added that he’s a fan of Zee News’ Sudhir Chaudhary and Aaj Tak’s Anjana Om Kashyap — both of whom are also known for their proclivity towards the BJP.

Lack of moderation of hate content

After these chats, I went through 15 Facebook pages dedicated to fighting for “justice” for Rajput, which has now become synonymous with arresting Chakraborty. These pages are managed by 35 admins in total, of which 20 seemed to have authentic profiles on Facebook, three were clearly fake, three were aliases, and nine I couldn’t tell.
I identified fake profiles based on the fact that they had no personal or authentic pictures. The profile images were either pictures of Rajput or representational images, the friends list was limited, and there was no personal information like place of work.
There was no consistent pattern to be established between the profiles, apart from their support for Rajput, love for Goswami, and hate towards Chakraborty. Some had a history of hateful, communal posts, or far-Right posts, some had posts critical of the government, and others had almost no political posts at all.
Here’s a sample of the sort of hate spewed against Chakraborty.
In the background of this venom is the fact that Facebook India has been facing tough questions in recent weeks over its propensity to ignore hate speech. A Wall Street Journal piece reported on Facebook’s soft approach to posts inciting violence by members of the BJP, although the social media giant has robust policies for the same — on paper, at least.
It doesn’t take much to notice that most of the pages I surveyed violate multiple regulations and standards set by Facebook, especially with regards to hate speech, bullying and harassment , and violence and incitement. Nevertheless, most of them have been online for over six weeks, and continue to garner a massive following and rapid engagement.

The news and us

So, let’s return to this question: What does the Sushant Singh Rajput case reveal about us?
It’s a vile but immensely sustainable, and successful, ecosystem, and I reached out to Alt News’ Pratik Sinha to learn more. Alt News has largely kept away from reporting on the news coverage of Rajput’s death.
As Sinha said: “I can bust facts, not gossip.”
News has now entered the realm of gossip, Sinha said, which is rooted in “mudslinging and rumour-mongering”. “Gossip is addictive. I don’t know what to bust in this bizarre case...Initially it looked like this incident was used as a campaign strategy for the upcoming Bihar election, but right now? It has somehow gained a life of its own. Where should one draw the line between freedom of speech and freedom of life?”
Sinha described the viral nature of this “news” as “coordinated inauthentic behaviour”.
A coordinate effort at hate often has two motives, financial or political. In the circus surrounding Rajput’s death, it’s impossible to pinpoint either with clarity. For the many young people involved, Sinha said, being able to earn instant recognition is motive enough.
“For example, maybe for this boy Dheeraj, if not for this case he might not have had women coming up and talking to him,” he said. “Now this may seem frivolous but for him, this must be life-changing.”
What forms a narrative, Sinha explained, is the size of the body that sustains it. Leading channels like Republic and Zee News serve up content that is religiously shared by these Facebook pages. So, who is the trigger: the public, or the news? Has social media ensured that if there’s enough public outrage, news organisations will have to take notice? Or do news channels, in their race for TRPs, produce content tailormade to appeal to the nation’s imagination?
It’s a chicken-and-egg situation, so it’s impossible to accurately answer.
For those without financial or political ambitions, this case seems to have given them a sense of purpose, or “social currency”, as Sinha called it. Dheeraj told me that apart from support, he also receives threats from Shahrukh Khan or Aamir Khan fans. Does that scare him? He immediately and excitedly replied, “No, no, not at all. Maybe it will be good if something big happens with me.”
When it comes to news channels, no matter what came first, media houses ensured that the story stayed alive. In the last month alone, there were four child rapes in New Delhi and a rise in caste- and gender-based violence in Uttar Pradesh. The economy is down, the unemployment rate is up, floods and monsoons have displaced thousands, and the ongoing pandemic claims hundreds of lives every day.
Yet all of this takes a backseat when compared to the Rajput case. Has the case become a distraction from the very real social and cultural fears that we face? As Orwell once said, “Unpopular ideas can be silenced, and inconvenient facts kept dark, without the need for any official ban.”
On Facebook allowing such content to thrive, Sinha said: “Content moderation is most often a business decision. If you take down a post or page that has over one lakh followers, then it means you lose that many eyeballs, which then means you lose that many people looking at advertisements. And that’s where the money flows in for these platforms. So most often, these policies are only written down, not implemented.”
In the last decade, two media trials stand out: the Aarushi murder case and the death of Sunanda Pushkar. Neither found a satisfying judicial conclusion. Trials by the media don’t happen impulsively, Sinha pointed out. “Every day, we scratch our heads as to what is happening today. But it isn’t like we were fine yesterday or the day before, right?” he said.
And ultimately, no matter the outcome of the investigation into Sushant Singh Rajput’s death, the biggest reveal by the media is what this case has exposed when it comes to our society.
Arnav Binaykia, Anna Priyadarshini and Monica Dhanraj contributed research to this article.
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2020.09.06 10:58 Yoo_Tu Bitcoin! What it is!?

This material is published using the PII algorithm (point information impact) developed by zitramon1

Bitcoin is the lowest projection of the energy standard of the Higher Plans Erzanil and has nothing to do with money or cryptocurrencies. In its primary principle, bitcoin was intended to replace the modern banking credit monetary system to SES — the system of energy-informational-energy settlements / mutual settlements. Unfortunately, something went wrong.
Money is a deadly virus that in the past destroyed the vast majority of ancient highly developed civilizations of our planet. Our civilization is no exception. The real Bitcoin, which was supposed to replace the existing bank credit monetary system with a system of energy settlements, as well as countless times in the past, was successfully destroyed.
At the moment, bitcoin is deprived of its basic qualities. But, nevertheless, even in such a “truncated” form it is a powerful tool for terraforming the existing paradigm of the material world.
At the level of society or the manifested physical world, represented by the third dimension, Bitcoin is the Standard and Measure from which any Countdown starts, and which are the basis of all Principles. Bitcoin itself is not only composed of pure energy, but also itself is energy in the very purest form.
Our world is energy-informational. Everything that exists in this Universe and in this Dimension, as well as in many other dimensions, is the same Energy, but in its various states. And the state of Vibration of this energy, providing one or another level of its Density, just decides how it will manifest in our Reality. Matter is the compressed energy of slow vibration. In fact, bitcoin is the equivalent of energy, of which everything around us consists, including — and we are with you!
The tragedy of the majority is that it does not understand the true purpose of Bitcoin — it is that Measure of everything and everything from which the entire Countdown comes. Not the price of Bitcoin should be modeled in dollars, gold or parrots — which is absolutely equivalent, but the value of all other attributes of society in bitcoins!
The fractality of Bitcoin, as the foundation of any of the Worlds in which you are located, is reflected in its essence: at low-frequency levels, its projection represents two diverse anu combined in a single whole. It is this explosive-implosive particle that combines two opposites, and not some mythical atoms, quanta, neutrinos, and similar nonsense, is the basis of everything!
Not Satoshi is the smallest part of bitcoin, but a double anu or argo! Remember the catch phrase that personifies the synonym of all the great Beginnings — “like the Argonauts in the old days” !? Try to guess the first time about its origins, located on a subconscious level.
The mining process itself is nothing more than a manifestation of the lower projections of the energy standard of the higher planes of erzanil. The latter are “materialized” at the level of the third dimension or society in the form of bitcoins. During mining, the three main types of energy: electrical energy, the thermal energy of the video card / device itself and the energy that the programmer potentiated into the mining process itself, are converted into energy to fill the shells of bitcoins generated during the hashing process. This energy is stored in every bitcoin forever and will increase until the last block of the last bitcoin is fully mined.
This energy, which is potentialized in bitcoin, which can neither be felt nor touched, is what you get with bitcoin and / or any part of it !!! And in the future, invest it / Bitcoin, exchange, buy, change, etc. etc.
And it is this energy, in the future, that will serve as an evaluation standard for the value of all things.
The smallest part of bitcoin is not Satoshi, but Argo or the double Anu. One argo is one in minus twenty-first degree part of bitcoin, and its energy potential corresponds to one in minus twenty-first degree of it, bitcoin, the maximum possible energy content.
The entire energy potential of 21 million bitcoins determines the energy / energy-information capacity = energy / energy-information potential of the sephira Malkut of the Tree of life (Kabbalah) or the manifest physical world at the level of the third dimension.
In other words, all people including you and me, to some extent consist of bitcoins and represent its integral and composition parts! More confirmation of this:
Calculations / mutual settlements by bitcoins are possible not only at the level of society / third dimension, but also on higher planes — astral and mental, since bitcoin is not an equivalent but pure energy and this makes subsequent contacts with more advanced forms of life possible other systems!
p.s. You can see how bitcoin is managed here:
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2020.09.06 05:52 BrozzerAbdullahBot Reflection on Quran 25:74

Originally posted by Maram here

˹They are˺ those who pray, “Our Lord! Bless us with ˹pious˺ spouses and offspring who will be the joy of our hearts, and make us models for the righteous.”

Rule #5 Do not let your children do anything that makes you dislike them.
''Modern parents are simply paralyzed by the fear that they will no longer be liked or even loved by their children if they chastise them for any reason. They want their children’s friendship above all, and are willing to sacrifice respect to get it. This is not good..... It is an act of responsibility to discipline a child. It is not anger at misbehavior. It is not revenge for a misdeed. It is instead a careful combination of mercy and long-term judgment. Proper discipline requires effort—indeed, is virtually synonymous with effort. It is difficult to pay careful attention to children. It is difficult to figure out what is wrong and what is right and why. It is difficult to formulate just and compassionate strategies of discipline, and to negotiate their application with others deeply involved in a child’s care.''
-Jordan B. Peterson, 12 Rules for Life.
Raising kids... Ya Allah make it easy for the ones who got kids and for us who don’t but yet so scared for our lives, generation after generation things are getting easier Ma Sha Allah 🙂
Edit - I haven't removed the J Peterson quote cause he seems to have a large influence on members of a different faith and I believe it can trigger some interfaith dialogue.
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2020.09.05 15:50 watchesonline89 Introducing The Romain Gauthier Insight Micro-Rotor Squelette

Introducing The Romain Gauthier Insight Micro-Rotor Squelette
Quick Take
In his 15th year in business, a watchmaker that many have come to view as synonymous with hand-finishing has created a watch that takes hand-finishing about as far as any Romain Gauthier timepiece to date. It's a skeletonized version of Gauthier's Insight Microrotor with a movement made of natural titanium that has been laboriously hand-finished. Fake Watches It's available in a 42mm Carbonium-cased version for purchase directly through the manufacture or as a 39.5mm special-order piece in a choice of precious metals or titanium, that can be purchased either through the manufacture or Romain Gauthier's retail network.

In case you're wondering what Carbonium is (I did), the material for the manufacture-only edition is a carbon composite made from aerospace-grade carbon fibers that Romain Gauthier is sourcing from a French company called Lavoisier Composites. It's made using a compression molding process in which epoxy resin and carbon fibers sourced from the aerospace industry are up-cycled into machinable blocks, from which things like watch cases can be made. Though it's more rigid even than titanium, and also twice as light, machining the material with optimal results required making a case of larger dimensions.

The Insight Micro-Rotor is one of the pillars of Romain Gauthier's collection of watches, the others being the Logical One and the Prestige HM and Prestige HMS. Gauthier chose the Insight Micro-Rotor as the platform for this skeletonized model because he thought that the structure of the movement would be the most receptive to having elements of its architecture stripped away.

“If you skeletonized my first movement, Prestige HM/HMS, there would be sizable voids leaving little to see except the hair on your wrist, and that’s not ideal. The open architecture of my Logical One means that if you opened it up even more, you wouldn’t necessarily be able to view more of the mechanics than what you can already see. However, my Insight Micro-Rotor jumps out as a natural fit for skeletonisation.”
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He chose it because he thought it would be the best option among the movements he's made to date, not because he thought it would be easy. And it hasn't been. As in most high-end watches, the plates and bridges of the Insight Micro-Rotor are customarily made from solid brass. But using brass to make a skeletonized version of this movement may not have resulted in the strongest possible components. Using titanium guaranteed the strength of the caliber while also keeping the weight of the movement to just 15.95g. However, it made machining the parts much more difficult and time-consuming, to say nothing of the difficulty and time added to the finishing process.

It takes a Romain Gauthier anglage specialist 250 hours to bevel, soften, and hand-polish the titanium bridges and mainplate of each movement, and once all the various other forms of decorating are factored in, you're looking at about 350 hours of finishing work per movement. Just because the work is performed on a hard material doesn't mean that the results are any less stunning than they'd be on a conventional brass movement.

A platinum example of an Insight Micro-Rotor Squelette Special Order Piece created by Romain Gauthier to give clients a sense for what might be created.

A red-gold Special Order piece. Special orders of the Insight Micro-Rotor Squelette can be made in 18-karat red gold, 18-karat white gold, 950 platinum, or natural or black DLC Grade 5 titanium.

Customers can opt for matte-finished bevels on their bridges if they like. This obviates the need for the hand-polishing stage, though other steps are still required. Looking at the movements below and counting tight interior angles, you can see how much work is involved in the hand polishing of the bevels. The below Special Order piece in platinum features hand-polishing and the red gold version does not.

Initial Thoughts

Even if your tastes tend toward the classic and understated, there is a lot in these watches to appreciate. That each of the hand-polished movements requires 250 hours of anglage is in itself impressive to consider. Assuming one works eight-hour days straight through with no breaks, working even on the weekend, that adds up to more than a month straight on the bench. Opting for titanium movements sure didn't make things easier on Romain Gauthier or his finishing team.

Just from a sheer cost perspective, I'm not close to being in the market for this watch, but I do think that if I had a chance to own one, it would be one of the Special Order models. Sure, the Carbonium models are themselves pretty interesting and impressive: They don't provide their water resistance to 50 meters through any kind of case within a case. Instead, Lavoisier Composites injects resin into the micropores on the inside of the case in order to ensure watertightness. Still, it's a little big for my taste, and part of me can't help loving the idea of this laboriously finished skeletonized movement being cased up within a super wearable sub-40mm package.


The Basics
Brand: Romain Gauthier
Model: Insight Micro-Rotor Squelette

Diameter: Carbonium: 42mm; precious metal or titanium 39.5mm
Thickness: Carbonium and Special Orders: 12.9mm
Case Material: Carbonium, 18-karat red gold, 18-karat white gold, 950 platinum, or natural or black DLC Grade 5 titanium.
Dial: Manufacture-Only Carbonium Edition: Carbonium hour-minute dial and small seconds dial (monobloc). Skeletonised hour and minute hands in matte-finished steel. Solid small seconds hand in matte-finished steel. Color of hands and dial accents customizable. Special orders: Oven-fired enamel dial. Skeletonised hour and minute hands. Solid small seconds hand. Finishing of the dial, material of the hands, color of the hands and dial accents customizable
Water Resistance: 50 meters
Strap/Bracelet: Manufacture-Only Carbonium Edition: Natural rubber strap, color customizable, Carbonium pin buckle; special orders: Natural rubber strap or alligator leather strap hand-stitched in Switzerland, color customizable. Pin or deployant buckle. Buckle in material to match case, except for platinum case which is accompanied by 18-karat white gold buckle.

The Movement
Caliber: Insight Micro-Rotor Squelette
Functions: Off-center hours, minutes and small seconds
Diameter: 32.1mm
Thickness: 6.8mm
Power Reserve: 80 hours
Winding: Automatic winding via 22-karat gold micro-rotor.
Frequency: 28,800 vph
Jewels: 33

Pricing & Availability
Prices of models featured: Manufacture-Only Carbonium Edition with hand-polished bevels on the bridges: CHF 155,000; Special Order in 950 platinum with hand-polished bevels on the bridges: CHF 148,000; Special Order in 18k red gold with matte-finished bevels on the bridges: CHF 108,000. All prices exclude taxes.

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2020.09.04 15:41 arecords94 A Mission of First - Part 5

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...and thanks to their valiant efforts, fire damage to the museum was minimized, however- what’s that? Right now? Ladies and Gentlemen I’m just now receiving word of a breaking news story. Humanity’s first faster than light capable ship, the Sacagawea, has splashed down in the Pacific Ocean weeks before it was scheduled to return. Details are scarce, but a nearby cruise ship was able to render aid to the ship and recover the astronauts on board. Photographs from witnesses aboard the cruise ship show the Sacagawea crew, consisting of Commander Glenn Thompson, Pilot Ron Parker, and Engineer Jack Takeuchi, alive and well after removal from the ship. Mysteriously, witness photographs also seem to show one other person being recovered from the ship, with rumors of a second extra person still on board. Neither NASA nor JAXA have yet to release an official statement on the events currently unfolding.
I laid in bed, listening to the birds sing outside of my window as I tried to push back the anxiety and panic from the previous night’s dreams. The days and nights were longer here, and even after more than a month I still found myself rising before the sun. Across the hall, I could hear the sound of snoring. Ron wasn’t awake yet, but the sun was beginning to rise and he’d be up shortly.
I stood up and stretched, sighing contentedly as my back cracked, then pulled on a t-shirt and some sweatpants. I wandered groggily to the kitchen. Feeling particularly lazy, I pulled a box of frozen pancakes from the freezer and turned on the oven. Sure, the microwave would have been faster, but I still didn’t trust something that emitted radiation with so little shielding. I opened the box and noted with dismay that it was almost empty. We’d definitely need to go out to get more. I sat down at the kitchen table and contemplated my situation.
The human government had allowed me a surprising amount of freedom, going so far as to allow me to go out in public, so long as I was under constant supervision. Not that I went out much. I wasn’t entirely comfortable with all the attention I drew. I almost think I would have preferred staying hidden from the general public altogether, but that wasn’t exactly feasible. Apparently we had splashed down near a human “cruise ship”. With the Sacagawea’s mission being such a high profile endeavor, the humans on board immediately recognized it and knew something had gone immensely wrong. The Sac’s mission profile had been highly publicized, and it was never meant to land back on Earth, let alone crash into the ocean, weeks ahead of schedule. Crew members from the cruise ship had already evacuated us from the bridge onto a lifeboat and were trying to figure out a way to move Jax by the time a US navy carrier showed up to retrieve us. Pictures of me slumped over on a lifeboat, disheveled and battered, had already spread around the world before we ever made landfall. Without any way to cover up my unexpected arrival, the existence of myself and my planet was formally announced to the general public, along with a general summary of everything that had transpired. I did a few interviews, both televised and behind closed doors, but I felt woefully under qualified to be speaking on behalf of my people. Especially when speaking to government officials. I mostly wanted to stay out of the spotlight.
When it came time to address my living arrangements, Ron volunteered to “babysit” me, as he put it. He had a three bedroom house on a decent amount of land, and lived alone, so moving me in caused minimal disruption, and he was adamant that I not be left in some “prison dressed up like an apartment with a prison warden parading around as a bodyguard.” Especially since I would have been confined to said apartment for years as the humans painstakingly created more of the exotic matter required to fuel their FTL drives. After they made a new one. And if they even decided to send me home. Technically, that still wasn’t decided. Glenn was a regular visitor, but Jack had returned to his home country of Japan. He would still message us regularly though, which was nice.
I heard a yawn and shuffling come from the hallway to the bedrooms.
“Man, why are you always up so early?” Ron asked, heading straight to the coffee machine.
I opened my mouth to answer but stopped. I had left my tablet in my room. Eyes closed in thought, I tried to remember the words in English.
“Your nights are longer. I told you this. Many times.”
Ron smiled at me. “Hey, that was pretty good! But it’s been over a month, learn to sleep in a little! We ain’t all morning people.”
“Neither am I.” I said, pulling a baking sheet from the cabinet. “But your nights are long. And there are no more pancakes left.”
Ron grabbed the box of pancakes from the table. “Dude, there’s like 4 left.”
“And they are mine.” I said, grabbing the box back. I put the pancakes on the baking sheet and threw them in the oven.
“You eat a lot of pancakes man.” Ron said, pouring himself a steaming cup of coffee.
“They remind me of a…” I struggled to remember the word. “A food item you eat after a meal?”
“A dessert?”
“Yes, a dessert we had back home. A light… bread thing? With a sweet… covering?” Even though I had been awake for a while, I still wasn’t awake enough to really tackle English. It was, at times, an incomprehensibly convoluted language.
“Oh, we have that too. It’s called cake.”
“Is a pancake not a cake?”
“No, well yes, but not really.”
English. I rolled my eyes.
“Cakes are generally lighter, sweeter, and covered with frosting, not syrup. They come in all kinds of flavors, and we usually eat them during special occasions and celebrations.” He took a sip of coffee. “And sometimes for dessert.”
Ron stretched and looked out the window. “Whew, it looks like it's gonna be a beautiful day.” He was right, the sun was out and shining, and there were few clouds in the sky. The weather had been getting warmer as well. Ron had said we were in the season of Spring, where the cold receded and the plant life of Earth seemed to come back to life. I had noticed the fields outside begin to turn a rich green, with vibrant patches of color sprouting here and there.
“Tell ya what Ren, how about we do something special today, huh?” Ron said, grinning as he set his cup down. “Get a little fresh air, enjoy the weather.”
“As long as I don’t have to go in a grocery store.” I said, pulling my pancakes from the oven and promptly drenching them in syrup. “You know I don’t like going out in public.”
Ron frowned. “You know, the more regularly you go out, the quicker people get used to you. I mean, I doubt people’ll ever get completely used to seeing you. You are the first alien to come to Earth, and your arrival wasn’t exactly what everyone expected, but…” he trailed off. “Well, worst case scenario, you get used to the publicity. Anyway, once you’re done eating, get dressed and meet me at the car. No grocery stores, public parks, or anything like that, promise.”
I nodded, shoving pancakes in my mouth. I had no idea what Ron had planned, but I wasn’t sure I’d like it. He had admitted to me before that he was a bit of a thrill seeker. That was why he had become a test pilot, then an astronaut. He hadn’t tried to get me to try anything crazy yet, but I figured it was only a matter of time. And from what I had learned about humans so far, thrilling was synonymous with dangerous. But I was beginning to feel cramped from spending my days in Ron’s house with nothing to do but learn English and browse the “internet”. There was an astounding amount of information on the internet, and I had learned a lot about humanity from it, but sitting in front of a computer screen all day was growing stale. Eventually, I finished my meal, placed my dishes in the sink, and went to my room to get dressed. By the time I made my way to Ron’s car, he was already sitting inside, ready to go.
“So where exactly are we going?” I asked, buckling myself into the chair next to Ron.
“It’s a surprise!” He said cheerfully, typing a destination into the car’s nav system.
The vehicle backed itself down Ron’s driveway and took off down the road with a quiet hum. At least the humans had the good sense to automate their ground transports, though Ron had taken manual control of the vehicle once before while I was riding along. It was a terrifying ordeal at the speeds we were going. Human ground transports, or cars, as they usually called them, generally travelled at much lower speeds than Tevucian grav transports, but relied on wheels and friction for directional control and lacked any gravity based inertia dampening. You felt every bit of the speed you were going, and the first few times I rode in one I suffered from severe motion sickness. That wasn’t an issue anymore, but driving at 80 mph in such close proximity to other vehicles while under manual control made my fur stand on end. Luckily, Ron seemed content to let the car drive itself this time and after only a few minutes, we rolled up to a gated lot in front of a squat, nondescript building on the edge of town.
“What is this place?”
“It’s a storage facility.” He said simply, rolling the window down to type a code into a pin pad in front of the gate. There was a beep and the gate began to slide open. The car pulled into the facility and I could make out several doors along one side of the building. We stopped in front of one and Ron climbed out of the car. He typed in a code on another keypad on the wall and the storage facility door rattled open. I climbed out of the car and followed him in. He flipped a switch on the wall and the storage unit was illuminated.
“Is this….another car?” I asked, looking at the machine in front of me. It was obviously a car, but it was radically different from any other I had seen on the road. Whereas the ‘Tesla’ Ron normally drove was rounded and sleek, with flowing lines and a shape that emphasized cabin space and aerodynamic efficiency, this thing was angular, aggressive, and had almost comical proportions by comparison. The front section was long, flat, and came to a shallow point. The cabin section was short, with seating for four, though the vehicle only had two doors and the back seats looked almost vestigial. And the rear section was shorter still, tapering down slightly, with few lines and fewer curves to be found. Four round headlights were set into a grill that ran the width of the car's front end, flanking two smaller vertical grilles at the center. They made the car look angry somehow. Predatory. Dangerous.
“This, my friend,” Ron said, throwing his arm around my shoulders, “is not just another car. This is a 1985 BMW M635CSI. She is a classic. Straight six engine, rear wheel drive, manual transmission, just like the Driving Gods intended.”
I blinked in confusion. “I understood none of that.”
“Alright, let me walk you through it.” He said, ushering me closer to the machine. “This car is a BMW, like the one outside is a Tesla. Different manufacturer. M635CSI is just the model name. It was made in 1985.”
“Wait, 1985? Isn’t that over 100 years ago?” I looked at the car again. It definitely looked old. It’s maroon paint was faded, and most of it on the hood was flaking off. Small dents and scratches covered the sides of it.
“Yes, she’s just a touch over 100, and still going. Mostly.” Ron smiled. “I bought her a couple years ago and just about coaxed her back to life right before the mission. I’ve been looking forward to taking her out on the road once I got back.” He opened the driver’s door and reached inside. There was a creak as a panel covering the front section popped open slightly. Ron came around and grabbed the panel near the base of the windshield. He lifted and the panel hinged open. We were greeted by a rectangular block of metal nestled amidst a tangle of hoses and wires and zip ties.
“Yeah, it ain’t too pretty under here yet, still got some tidying up to do, but she runs.” Ron smiled proudly at the ungainly mechanism.
“And this powers the car?”
“Yeah, let me show you!” Ron said, sliding into the driver’s seat.
I was staring at a particularly concerning looking bundle of taped together wires when the metal lump began heaving to life. A rhythmic whir emanated from the machine, interrupted by occasional sputtering coughs that shook the engine. The coughs and sputters increased in frequency until the car suddenly barked to life, snarling like a beast angry at being disturbed from its slumber, before settling into a low rumble that reverberated through the small storage unit and thrummed in my chest.
I recoiled with a yelp at the sudden cacophony of sound.
“Whoops, sorry bud. Forgot how loud this thing is.” Ron said casually, as if his eardrums weren’t currently being damaged.
Why is it so loud?” I yelled, pressing my ears firmly against my skull in an attempt to dampen the assault on my sense of hearing.
“Why’s it so what-oh, the exhaust rusted out, and it’s impossible to find replacement parts. So I just welded up some pipe and ran it to the back of the car, so it’s got no muffler, resonator, or anything to quiet it down.
“Okay, but why does it produce that much noise at all? What could that engine possibly be doing to create so much noise?” I paused briefly as a pungent smell began to fill the small space. “Is-is something burning?”
Ron coughed. “Whew, yeah, that’s why we don’t use these any more. Step outta the garage, I’ll pull this thing out.” He pulled the door shut and it bounced back open. Shaking his head, he slammed the door shut and it stayed. I walked out into the fresh air and looked back at the strange, rumbling machine. It let out a sharp snarl and began to inch forward. I felt my fur stand on end as it rolled out into the daylight, growling and crackling. Ron reached for something near the instrument panel in front of him and the machine fell silent. “So what were you asking?”
“Why is that thing so damn loud?!”
“Oh! It runs on gasoline. It combusts gas and air and uses the resulting expanding gas to drive pistons to move the car.”
“Explosions. You used explosions to propel your cars.”
“I mean, that’s kind of simplifying it but, yes.”
“And this is what humans used before electricity. As in, all cars used these engines?”
“Is your entire species insane?!” I practically yelled. “I can understand you using explosives for your space ships since those are piloted by trained professionals, but putting explosives in the hands of civilians?! At least you eventually realized how dangerous that was and had the sense to switch to electricity.” I sighed. “I don’t know how you guys have made it this far without blowing yourselves up yet.”
Ron scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. “Well, we came close a few times, and we didn’t really switch to electric cars for safety. It was more about reducing pollution, and the fact that gasoline was a finite resource. In fact, early electric cars used lithium ion batteries that, if they ever caught on fire, were extremely hard to put out. They were pretty safe otherwise.”
I stared at Ron, dumbfounded as he sat back down in the driver's seat.
“Come on, hop in! Let’s take her for a spin.”
“No. No no no no no. That thing is a death trap.” I said pointedly. “Is there even any kind of safety equipment in it. Any fire suppression systems?”
“Uh, it has seat belts?” He grinned sheepishly.
“No, not gonna happen.”
“C’mon, you’ll love it!” He said, patting the empty passenger seat.
“You’ll love it!”
“It’ll be fun!”
Ron recoiled at the sudden shift in my demeanor.
I took a breath. “I’m- I’m sorry. I know you’re just trying to help, to find something for us to do besides sit around in your house, and I know I can’t just hide away in there for years while NASA decides if they want to build another ship to get me home, but I…” I started twisting one of my ears in anxiety.
“It’s okay buddy.” Ron said gently, leaning out of the car. “Is something wrong? Or has something been bothering you? you can tell me. You keep that shit to yourself and it’s just gonna keep chewing away at you.”
I leaned back against the front fender of the car, running my hands over my head.
“I’m scared. Everything scares me now. Your planet scares me.” I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. “The first time I leave my home system, my ship explodes. You guys rescue me from near certain death, and your ship almost explodes. We get going again only to damn near plaster ourselves across the ocean. And Jax…” My words caught in my throat. I stayed silent for a moment, regaining my composure.
“And now I’m here on a planet full of insane aliens that seem hell bent on risking life and limb at every available opportunity and I’m at my wits end. I’m bored out of my mind cowering away in your house, but I don’t think my nerves can take going out into your world.” A silence hung heavy in the air, and I briefly wondered if I had inadvertently alienated the person who had risked so much for me, who had invited me to live in his own home.
“Let me ask you something.” Ron said, standing up out of the car. “Why did you become an astronaut, specifically a pilot?”
“I- well…”
“Even in your society, that has to carry risk, right? There’s more danger associated with space travel than say, an accountant, or whatever equivalent you have for an office job, right? And yet, you chose to go to space. Hell, you chose to leave your system. Why is that?”
“Because I- uh…” I faltered.
“Because a normal life is boring? Because you seek thrill, adventure?” He continued. “And why a pilot? Is it because you can control a machine that lets you do so much more than what’s otherwise possible? That having control of something that can take you anywhere you want is the ultimate freedom?”
“Maybe, I guess? I don’t…” I thought back to my youth, looking up in wonder to watch star-like specks of light flit across the night sky. I remembered the hours spent in simulations learning the controls of a spaceship, and the overwhelming thrill and sense of wonderment the first time I strapped myself into the pilot's seat and left the atmosphere. I remembered all those times I got yelled at for not using autopilot…
“You know what I think your problem is?” Ron said, scratching his chin. “You’ve been on this crazy roller coaster of an adventure, but you haven’t been in control for a long time. You were at our mercy once you set foot on our ship, and you're at the mercy of my government if you ever get to go home. You haven’t been able to enjoy the ride, because you didn’t even get to choose to get on it.”
I reflected on that. How different would my stay on Earth be if I chose to come here. If I had time to prepare. If I had my partner with me. Would I be cowering away inside, waiting for my departure? Or would I be dragging Jax all across this planet every time something caught my eye?
“Look, I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to, but I really think that this,” he patted the old car’s roof affectionately, “might be able to help you break out of this funk you’ve been in. If you’re willing to learn, willing to master it, it will reward you with an experience you just can’t get from anything else today. There’s no traction control, no anti-lock brakes, no speed limiter, no electronic nannies to interfere. Just you, the car, and wherever you want to go, however you want to get there.” He turned to regard me while he closed the engine compartment panel. “Maybe it can give you some semblance of control back in your life.”
He climbed back into the old BMW and reached up near the instrument panel again. This time I saw him turn a small, black key behind the wheel in front of him. The car whirred and barked to life immediately this time, crackling as it settled into that low, unnerving growl once again.
“You can take the Tesla home if you want, I won’t make you ride in the death trap!” He shouted over the din.
I slowly walked around the front of the car. Apprehensively, I placed a hand on the faded maroon fender, feeling it vibrate and shudder with the explosions of gasoline and air. I looked at the sleek, white Tesla, silent, safe, waiting to take me back to Ron’s house where I could hide away from the madness that was this world.
I was done being scared. Done hiding away, and done wasting the time I'd be spending here. I walked to the passenger side and opened the door. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I lowered myself into the passenger seat.
“Atta boy.” Ron said, smiling. “Alright, before we set off, lemme run you through all the controls.
We rolled up to Ron’s house as the sun was sinking to the horizon. The sleek white Tesla was already there, sitting atop its inductive charging pad, having driven itself home shortly after our departure. As soon as Ron brought the BMW to a halt, I shoved open the door and practically spilled out onto the ground.
“C’mon, it wasn’t that bad.” Ron said, silencing the clattering machine as he climbed out.
I simply glared at him from my spot on the ground, ears ringing, willing my heart rate to drop to a safe level before I suffered a heart attack. I mentally reflected on the events of the day, and how Ron could possibly come to the conclusion that it hadn’t been that bad.
Our little road trip had started innocently enough, with Ron showing me all the archaic controls and their various functions. Then he insisted I try it myself in the storage unit parking lot. How any species could decide that a vehicle should be controlled with three pedals when they only had two legs was utterly beyond me. But Ron’s explanation made it seem a relatively simple affair, and being licensed to fly the most advanced piece of machinery my people had ever created, I felt I could handle the crude, century old transport I now occupied.
I was wrong.
It had struck me as predatory and beast like before, with all its growling and shuddering, and it’s shape, all hard edges and straight lines, gave it the appearance of a foul-tempered demeanor. Now I was almost certain it was alive, and extremely pissed off I was at its helm. No matter how gentle I tried to release the ”clutch”, (which was absurdly heavy, seriously, how was this ever considered normal?) the car would buck and protest, either spinning its tires with a piercing shriek or defiantly shutting down while doing its best to send my snout crashing into the steering wheel. Ron did his best to offer clearer instructions, but was struggling to do so through his laughter. Eventually, I was able to get the ornery thing to move reliably, but not without making it bellow and groan, the engine RPMs racing skyward as I slowly slipped the clutch. Once moving, the car became more compliant, but was still a handful. Go too slow, the car bucks and shudders or stalls out. Come to a stop without pressing the clutch or shifting to neutral, the car stalls out. Come to a stop facing uphill? Congratulations, you are now rolling backwards as soon as your foot comes off the brake. Ron had hoped this machine would help me feel like I had some aspect of control over something, anything, in my life. Instead, I felt it was a fight just to get the damn thing to move one foot forward. I was physically and mentally exhausted by the time Ron offered to take the driver’s seat back.
With Ron at the wheel, the machine’s demeanor seemed to shift immediately. With minimal drama, he coaxed the car forward, and we glided effortlessly onto the road. He slotted the shifter through the gears and soon, we were cruising along the empty rural road, windows down, the BMW rumbling contentedly.
Just as I was beginning to relax, to feel as though maybe, this mechanized insanity wasn’t as threatening or dangerous as I thought, Ron said some words that I hope to never hear again.
“Alright, lemme show what this thing can really do.”
What followed was a blur of deafening noise, the terrifying sensation of speed, and the feeling that my life would end at the hands of the cackling maniacal human piloting his death trap along nonsensically winding roads. I didn’t even realize when we had slowed down to a more sensible speed. My last clear memory was seeing Ron’s house as we pulled into the driveway.
Shakily, I picked myself up off the ground.
“Seriously though, are you okay? I didn’t think I'd scare you that bad, I thought you were getting comfortable with the car.”
“I was.” I said curtly, brushing off dust from the gravel driveway.
“Again, I’m sorry. But I’m my defense, we only got up to like sixty. We’ve gone way faster than that in the Tesla.” He said, pointing a thumb over his shoulder towards it.
My eyes narrowed at that. “There’s no way we weren’t going faster.”
Ron shrugged. “It’s a raw car. It doesn’t insulate you from the road. It’s meant to make driving fun.”
“Your definition of fun is very different from mine.”
I followed Ron into the house, falling unceremoniously onto a couch. Ron sat in the recliner along the wall, a thoughtful look on his face as he stared off out of the living room window.
“You know, the first time we took the Sacagawea out on an FTL test run, I don’t think I could honestly tell you how it felt.”
My ears perked as I looked towards the contemplative human.
“Me, Jack, Glenn, we were all so busy watching the data, checking parameters, looking for anything that might indicate the ship was gonna tear itself apart or explode or something, that I don’t think anyone actually experienced the whole thing.” Ron paused for a moment.
“I could probably recite exactly what the drive core temperatures were, our location, relative velocity, all that. But I don’t think I could tell you what the sensations of that first flight were, outside of anxiety, trepidation, and most of all, fear.” He shook his head, smiling. “It wasn’t until our fourth or fifth test flight that I realized the literal tons of FTL shit we bolted to what was originally an oversized cargo shuttle made it about as responsive as an apartment building in a mudslide, and that the most sensational part of FTL flight was the utter lack of sensation at all.”
Ron turned his gaze towards me. “The point I’m getting at is that the first time you try something, it can be overwhelming. You’re so bombarded with everything that’s happening, you don’t actually get the chance to process what’s going on. So if you want, and when you’re ready, we can go out and try again.” He shrugged. “If not, that’s fine, but I’m getting you out of this house. You’re stuck here on Earth for a while, and I’ll be damned if you leave without ever actually experiencing your time here.”
He stood and stretched. “Anyway, it’s late, and I don’t feel like making dinner. Pizza alright with you?”
“Yeah…” I nodded absently, staring out the window at the rolling fields bathed in the golden glow of dusk. At the predatory shape of that car silhouetted against the setting sun.
That night my thoughts swirled around me as I laid in bed. Eight to ten years. That was the estimate the scientists at NASA had given me for how long it would take them to synthesize enough exotic matter for a trip to Cygaria. That was how long it would be before I could go home, if they even decided to let me leave. That was still not officially decided. Just one more thing up in the air. Beyond my control.
I sighed and rolled on to my side. The more I thought about it, the more convinced I was that Ron was right. I’d just been along for the ride in everything that happened since my ship exploded, and I had just shut down. I locked myself away in his house where nothing crazy happened and life couldn’t throw anymore surprises my way. I didn’t want to hide away anymore, I was tired of being afraid, tired of the feeling of helplessness in my current situation. However, the thought of going out doing anything on this insanity-inducing planet brought forth feelings of anxiety and apprehension. Something had to change, but change was hard. My troubled thoughts followed me as I finally drifted off to sleep.
Heavy. Everything was heavy. I tried to lift my head. A sharp pain lanced down my back and shoulders. I sucked in a breath of air and tried again. Slowly, I was able to look up and take in my surroundings. The bridge was dim, and all the consoles were dead. The three humans were slumped in their seats. I began to feel light headed and let my head drop again. More pain. I could feel the Sac swaying gently below me, hear the sounds of water lapping against the ship and boiling away. We had made it. We survived. Glenn groaned, then called out across the bridge.
“Is everyone alive?”
“I am in one piece.”
“Ugh, gravity’s a mean bitch.”
“I’m alive. My neck feels like someone tried to rip it from my body.” I said through gritted teeth, struggling to lift my head once again.
“Try not to move. You probably only have whiplash, but it could be something worse. Moving too much could cause more damage.” I could hear Glenn straining as he reached for the radio controls. He pushed a couple of buttons, but nothing happened. “Shit, powers completely dead. Looks like we’re waiting in the dark. No way to check on our pick up.”
I looked over at the display that showed the medbay camera feed. My heart dropped. It was blank. I began fumbling with my restraints.
“Woah, Ren! What are you doing.” Ron called out, pulling at his own harness buckle.
“I need to check on Jax!” I gasped. I could only imagine what damage the violent landing had done to him in his fragile state. The sudden reintroduction to gravity was wreaking havoc on my body. My arms felt stiff and unresponsive. I managed to unclasp my harness and throw it off.
“Ren wait! Help will be here soon!” Ron shouted. “There’s nothing you can do right now, you’re only going to hurt yourself!”
I didn’t care. I needed to make sure he was okay. I wrenched myself out of the chair and collapsed onto the floor. Searing hot pain shot up my back and into my head. I tried to raise an arm, to drag myself forwards. I couldn’t. Everything hurt. My limbs felt like they were made of lead. I dropped my head against the hard metal floor and yelled in frustration. In anger. My yelling faded into pitiful sobs. I was helpless. If Jax was dying in that medbay, there wasn’t a damned thing I could do. I couldn’t even be there for him. So I lay on the floor instead, sniffling like some lost child. I felt a familiar weight on my back and turned my head. Ron was on all fours, breathing heavily, one hand on my back. That strange human gesture of comfort. It helped.
“Ren, easy,” he said between gasps. “We’ve made it...this far man. Jax...has made it this far. He’s sick...but he’s tough. He’ll get through this. We’ll...get through this. Help is coming...soon. We’ll be alright.”
I took a shaky breath. “Okay. You’re- you’re right.” Jax would be fine. He had to be fine. Ron eased himself down and joined me on the floor.
“No way in hell I'm gonna be able to stand back up. Hope you don’t mind if I join you.”
I slowly, painfully, rolled over into my back, hissing in pain. “I don’t mind.” I gasped.
“Bet you don’t have to deal with reacclimating to gravity, huh?”
“No, having onboard gravity prevents that.”
“Hmm, must be nice.”
“Yeah, it is.”
All four of us remained silent, listening to the gentle lapping of waves as the Sac bobbed gently on the ocean.
I awoke with a start, the feelings of panic and helplessness still seared in my mind. It was still pitch black in my room, and the stars shone clearly through the bedroom window. A quick glance at the clock told me it was early. Real early. 1:32am.
I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes.
Every night.
Every single night I dreamt of my arrival here. Everytime I closed my eyes I would relive the trauma, the vulnerability I’d felt immediately after splash down. It was draining. Sleep thoroughly out of the equation for the next few hours, I grabbed a light cloth “hoodie” and made my way downstairs as I had many times when my nightmares woke me. As I grabbed the handle to the front door, I noticed the keys to the BMW hanging from the wall next to the Tesla fob. Hesitantly, I picked up the small, metal keys and stepped outside. The night was crisp and clear, without a cloud in the sky to impede my view of the alien nightscape.
Unfamiliar stars and a ludicrously large moon were a stark reminder of my current situation, but there was a comforting beauty to them. I sat down on the porch steps, letting the cool night breeze wash over me as I stared out into the stellar sea above me. The stars had always held a certain power over me. I could feel that familiar tug, that longing for something more that pushed me to be a pilot in the first place. That drive that steeled my nerves and pushed me towards adventure. My gaze shifted down to the moonlit hills and trees that surrounded me, then to the angular shape of the BMW sitting in the driveway before me.
Maybe it was sleep deprivation, or maybe it was desperation to begin feeling like myself again, but I found myself walking to the driver‘s door of the car. I slid the small, fragile feeling key into the slot next to the handle. The door unlocked with a thunk and I pulled it open. Sliding into the seat, I shut the door and gripped the wheel, apprehension welling up inside me. Slotting the key in the ignition, I held my breath and turned it. The car barked to life, settling into that deep growling idle. I closed my eyes, feeling the car rumble around me. For a moment, I was back on the Sacagawea, strapped in a chair, feeling the ship rumble through the atmosphere, gripped in panic and helplessness. I wrenched my eyes open and reached for a switch on the ceiling. The car’s ancient sunroof squealed in protest as it opened, revealing the night sky. I stared up at them again, steeling my nerves and strengthening my resolve. Like it or not, this planet was now my mission, my adventure, and this crummy, ancient, rolling health hazard of a car was gonna be my ship. I was a pilot damnit, if I could hop into a spacecraft and fly out to another star system, then I could absolutely conquer driving a vehicle humans used to get groceries a century ago.
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2020.09.02 11:02 TryinaWriteMore The Angel Esmeralda Group Read Week 9 Hammer and Sickle

First published in Harpers in 2010, Hammer and Sickle is the longest story in the collection, running to 34 pages and comprising 18 short(ish) sections (in my Picador paperback). It unfolds from/alongside real-world events (the global economic crash of 2007-8 and the ensuing downturn) and revolves around a similar central theme to Cosmopolis, namely the relationship between technology and capital. I've started the discussion by introducing six salient elements/concepts, adding a note on my favourite aspect of Delillo's writing at the end, language.


(Seems to be the norm to include a summary but please skip ahead to ‘Discussion’ if you generally recall what happens in the story)
Jerold Bradway, our narrator, is a hedge fund manager serving a sentence in a minimum-security prison for mainly white-collar criminals. The inmates converse in their dorms, receive visitors, occasionally cross a highway bridge to play in/spectate on a soccer game on the grounds of an old school, and watch TV in one of the common rooms. A fifteen-minute news broadcast on a children’s TV channel is shown in the afternoons. As part of the programme, Jerold's two young daughters present a stock market analysis, delivering a series of strange and inflammatory reports on the global economic crash, their lines eventually devolving into rhymed incantations of famous communist leaders’ names. The inmates become increasingly excited by the reports, apparently cheering and yelling in support of the communist figures, seeming to welcome the disintegration of the capitalist system. At the end of the final report, as the inmates file out of the common room, Jerold stays in his chair facing his eldest daughter, who has remained on camera. After some moments of father and daughter staring at each other through lens and screen, the image cuts out. In the final section, Jerold wakes in the night and sneaks out of the prison. He goes to the highway bridge and stands above the traffic, watching it pass, knowing that he will return to the compound. He looks down at the cars and imagines himself from their perspective, looking up, wondering who he is.


The traffic
The story is bookended by descriptions of highway traffic seen from the vantage of an overpassing bridge. The highway is depicted as a domain of fast-paced activity and forward motion, populated by countless discrete lives following their own private trajectories. It produces pollution, loud noise, and an impressive visual spectacle. It’s a precarious system, approaching unstable, and places large amounts of destructive power and responsibility in the hands of fallible individuals. The traffic, then, comes to represent the modern capitalist system for Jerold Bradway. He takes the extra ideological step of equating this system with civilization itself:
“This is civilization, I thought, the thrust of social and material advancement, people in motion, testing the limits of time and space. Never mind the festering stink of burnt fuel, the fouling of the planet.” p.179
This is the voice of the post-industrial mystic, one we often encounter in Delillo, most notably in Underworld, and specifically in the passages about waste. Jerold is awe-struck by the spectacle of the traffic, wondering to himself, “Why don’t they crash all the time?”, likely a comment on the assumed resilience of global markets.
In his closing declamation, Jerold seems to echo Francis Fukuyama’s claim that the dominance of liberal capitalism constitutes the “end of history”, for better or worse:
“He is Jerold Bradway, I thought, and he is breathing the fumes of free enterprise forever.” p.181
Soccer and capitalism
This distinction between European capitalism and American capitalism is explored in the story through soccer, an English invention, most popular in Europe (and South America), that has struggled to establish itself as a matter of national interest in the US due to competition from other American-made sports.
In the story, the game takes place on a “haunted campus” of “antique buildings”. These are “partly demolished now, a few wrecking machines still there, asquat in mud.” p.157 The campus represents Europe's historical grandeur in a state of decline. (The disused construction machines and apparent lack of maintenance resources is perhaps a nod to EU austerity.)
Jerold philosophizes about soccer, deciding that the prohibition against players using their hands is a perverse inclusion. In his American-capitalist worldview, it seems too restrictive, the denial of an essential human urge to “grasp and hold, that make, take, carry, create.” p.158 He asks:
“If soccer were an American invention, wouldn’t some European intellectual maintain that our historically puritanical nature has compelled us to invent a game structured on anti-masturbatory principles?” p.158
In his 1905 work The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capital, the European intellectual Max Weber asserted that protestant norms, principles, ethics and values, combined with the Calvinist doctrines of asceticism and predestination, gave rise to capitalism. Or, as Niall Ferguson, another European intellectual, summarizes in a New York Times article titled The World; Why America Outpaces Europe (Clue: The God Factor):
“there was a link between the self-denying ethos of the Protestant sects and the behavior patterns associated with capitalism, above all hard work.”
I read Jerold’s thoughts as a comment on how essentially unbound American capitalism is compared to the European model due to its emphasis on freedom of choice and enterprise above all else. This is how Jerold reflexively explains America’s relative success, regardless of whether European intellectuals attribute it to a “historically puritanical nature” or “anti-masturbatory principles.”
The typical fictive prisoner grows to abhor the very idea of walls, walls to him representing enclosure and confinement. But in Delillo’s prison of once-rich criminals, we have this exchange:
“I miss my walls,” he said…
I thought of telling him that we all miss our walls, we miss our floors and ceilings. p.151
The rich man has the means to turn a wall into an extension of himself, to manifest his desires and ambitions in the physical structure, building it high and beautiful, hanging it with expensive art. He lives through his walls:
“What about the art on your walls? Make you live longer?”
“I don’t know about the art. Good question, the art.” p.170
For the poor prisoner, the absence of walls is synonymous with freedom. For the rich prisoner, separation from his own private walls represents a diminishment of his identity or amputation of his personality.
The culture of the prison
Though it’s an all-male population of mainly white-collar criminals, there’s a sense in which the inmates represent a microcosm of a modern capitalist society.
There is an unequal distribution of luxuries and privileges:
“a special detention suite with audiovisual systems, private bath, smoking privileges and a toaster oven. There were only four of these in the camp..." p.148
The colour coding system of the uniforms described on visitor’s day could be read as a comment on the obvious signifiers of class, race and caste.
"zippered into jumpsuits in five colours, classified, catalogued, this colour for that level of offense." p.168
We have a man who runs everywhere, “the Dumb Runner he’s called” p.149, which could be anyone competing in the rat race, “He has a heartbeat, a racing pulse”, working hard, not working smart.
The gamblers—“gesturing operatically, numbers flashing neon in the air” Ibid—are players of the stock market, men of finance and speculation.
A religious man, one “who aspires to be a biblical scholar” Ibid, seems to maintain a spiritual distance from the reality of the prison, opting out of the prevailing culture by choosing to live in his head.
In an article for the Guardian published in 2001, Delillo wrote:
“In the past decade the surge of capital markets has dominated discourse and shaped global consciousness. Multinational corporations have come to seem more vital and influential than governments. The dramatic climb of the Dow and the speed of the internet summoned us all to live permanently in the future, in the utopian glow of cyber-capital, because there is no memory there and this is where markets are uncontrolled and investment potential has no limit.”
Delillo has written and spoken elsewhere on his anxiety about humanity 'losing control' of the global systems of money. In this framing, there is an Icarian pathos to an economic crash, a sense that people got too greedy, aimed too high, and brought it all crashing down to new lows.
Some of the inmates, due to the nature of their crimes, relate to the fall of Icarus on a personal level. Delillo combines the system- and person-level metaphors in a passage about a work detail undertaken by the prisoners at a nearby Air Force base, where the assigned inmates:
“sometimes just stood and watched as a fighter jet roared down the runway and lifted into the low sun. It was a beautiful thing to see, aircraft climbing, wheels up, wings pivoting back, the light, the streaked sky, three or four of us, not a word spoken. Was this the time, more than a thousand other moments, when the measure of our ruin was brought to starkest awareness?” p.163
The story takes a fairly bewildering turn as the inmates react to the communist chanting and news of a global economic downturn. Jerold observes:
“The men yelled and clamoured, these flabby white-collar felons, seeming to reject everything they’d believed all their lives.” p.175
And this from ostensibly pro-capitalist crooks...
Perhaps the most plausible interpretation is that the ruthlessness associated with the communist figures resonates with the criminals—they see themselves as capitalist counterparts.
But it made me wonder if Delillo was introducing the farcical idea that the inmates subscribe to a form of accelerationism, the radical theory that capitalism should be sped-up and intensified in order to aggravate its internal contradictions and force it towards self-destruction. After all, the inmates contributed to the failure of the system by exemplifying the very attitudes and values the system encourages, namely greed, competitiveness, wealth-accumulation etc...
(This is a stab in the dark and I want to say I look forward to being corrected, but instead I'll double down by quoting Jerold's bunkmate, Norman Bloch: “Don’t tell me I’m not right. I sense things. I read into things."p.161)
As a side note: the girls wear matching uniforms for the first time for those final “pro-communist” reports, which could signal the Communist commitment to party conformity and fundamental equality.
A note on language
In a letter to Delillo about Underworld, David Foster Wallace wrote about how Delillo needs to be read “aurally”, “musically”, in order to “feel the thump and stop and stress”, observing how Delillo uses subtle alliteration, assonance, and repetition to carry the rhythm of his prose. In a reply, Delillo confirms that his prose construction includes all these elements more or less automatically, plus a conscious “sensitivity to the actual appearance of words on a page, to letter-shapes and letter-combinations.”
A couple of passages in the story stood out as strong examples of these stylistic features:
“The other inmates sat half dazed, heads down. It was a matter of time of day, time of year, dusk nearly upon us, the depressive specter of last light stirring at the oblong windows high on one wall. The men sat distanced from each other, here to be alone. This was the call to self-examination, the second-guessing of a lost life, no less compelling than the believer’s call to prayer.” p.150
“Okay, we were grown-ups, not bug-eyed kids in tribal bondage... We lived in real space, unaddicted, free of deadly dependence. But we were bereft. We were pulpy and slumped. It was a thing we rarely talked about, a thing that was hard to shake.” p.162
I scanned the whole story for such passages and these were the two best examples. The fact that they are both quite long descriptive paragraphs (i.e. they do not have an essential function in terms of driving the narrative forward, like action or dialogue or essential exposition) makes me think that Delillo is doing it here less than "automatically", quite intentionally, in fact. My guess is that he noticed a subconscious tendency to do this earlier in his career and was able to consciously exploit it in his later writing.
In other parts of the story, we see Delillo’s familiar delight in the pure shape and sounds of certain words, how words can be aesthetic ends in themselves, or how two words can constitute a type of formal pair that compliment one another:
“What’s this business about hammer and sickle?”
“Means nothing. Words,” I said. “Like Abu Dhabi.”
“The Hang Seng in Hong Kong.”
“The girls like saying it. Hammer and sickle.”
“Hammer and sickle.”
“Abu Dhabi.”
“Abu Dhabi.”
“Hang Seng.”
“Hong Kong,” I said. p.165
He also shows how repetition can make a word sound absurd (I was reminded of Pammy and Ethan’s obsession with the word “Maine” in Players):
'“The word is Dubai.”
“Say it.”
“Dubai,” Kate said. p.154
(Interestingly, I discovered that one theory on the etymology of the name “Dubai” invokes an Arabic proverb that says "Daba Dubai" meaning "They came with a lot of money.")
The reports themselves can be read as a sort of satire on modern financial news reports, a couple of friendly/personable talking heads producing a barrage of esoteric terms that leaves the lay viewer none the wiser.
“What is a credit default swap? What is a sovereign default? What is a special-purpose entity?”
“We don’t know. Do you know? Do you care?”
“What is Wall Street? Who is Wall Street?” p.163
An improved sense of timing and stagecraft in the girl's latter appearances makes Jerold ask: “Was the daily market report becoming a performance piece?” which can be read in relation to either the girls’ report specifically or market reports in the age of media spectacle generally.
Questions to consider:
- Why does Jerold change the spelling of his name?’
- Is his ex-wife writing the scripts? What's her motive?
- “He was a man watching an ancient truism unfold on wide-screen TV” - what is the ancient truism?
- What’s the significance of the stare-off between Jerold and his daughter at the end?
- Do Jerold's crimes resemble those of any high-profile real-world white-collar criminals?
- Are Hammer and Sickle communism's answer to Diamond and Silk?
A couple of my favourite lines:
- “as if she were reporting, herself, from a desk in a studio humming with off-camera tensions.”
- “money the coded impulse, ideational, a kind of discreet erection known only to the man whose pants are on fire.”
Next up:
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2020.09.01 14:15 reedcourt_z Historic GTs Lap Time Comparison - which GT era is the fastest ever?

Historic GTs Lap Time Comparison - which GT era is the fastest ever?
GTs are a type of racing cars, which emerged as early as 1927 in the famous Mille Miglia race. In 1954, the FIA introduced central regulations for Grand Tourers for the first time, and this could be seen as the official birth of the class. GTs evolved into a class below prototypes and above touring cars. Cars which tried to enter races in this category had to be homologated by a governing body, which included a certain amount of produced road going models of the given car. This amount varied between one (1) to 500 and loose homologation rules sometimes gave opportunities for prototype-like cars to be homologated as GTs. They are used in multi-class championships as a second class to prototypes, but there are also GT-only championships. In this following text, I will explain historic GT regulations, compare their speed percentages to contemporary F1 and with help from this great post calculate their percentages back to today’s racing classes. We will find out, how close to F1 the fastest GT cars were, when they were faster than prototypes and how today’s GT cars compare to historic machines.
If you find this kind of stuff as interesting as me, I recommend checking out my other similar posts, comparing current racing classes across all styles of circuit racing and comparing historic sports car prototypes. I use lap times percentages to quantify the speed differences between racing cars, and I give some examples which should help in understanding what exactly a given percentage means in my first post. You can also imagine 100% as a F1 lap time of 100s = 1min 40s and then the percentages as seconds if you like.

just as a teaser: the gap between the top GT class and contemporary F1 through the years. The lower the lap time, the nearer they were to F1

FIA naming conventions for racing classes

This section is here to give some background and prepare you for the names used later. The FIA introduced the so-called Appendix J into its regulations in the mid 50s first only for GTs and touring cars. The Appendix J got its major update in 1965-66 and this is where I will start with the comparisons. It contained 9 different racing classes, called groups, and this is where the confusion starts. While it was cool to have all the categories numbered, the meaning of the numbers changed constantly. The most extreme example is Group 5, which were highly modified touring cars for the BTCC and ETCC, then became GT sports cars for the WSC with such a low production requirement for homologation, that they were essentially prototypes. Then after just two years, they became actual prototypes and after another four years, they finally were silhouette cars which only barely resembled the road going car they were based on.
In the 80s, the FIA realised that this was a bit too much and changed from numbered to lettered classes. This was actually much clearer for everyone, because it only had Groups A, B and C for touring, grand touring and prototype cars respectively. It also gave us legendary machines across all categories. These groups were all plagued by too high costs and/or safety issues and were relatively short lived. Afterwards in the 90s, the central naming for all types of racing vanished and every promoteorganiserule writer named their categories freely. Touring cars became known as Super Touring, Class 1, Super2000, TCR and the list goes on, grand tourers were named GT1 to GT4, but they still frequently changed the names of sometimes the same regulations. Prototypes were called LMP, SRP or DP, which either had multiple evolutions or vanished after a couple of years.
Note, that there were always multiple GT classes at the same time (today we have three), I only included just the top class, sorry 70s Group 3, 90s GT2 and GT4 I like you all.

Prototypes vs. GTs - where do I draw the line?

For the purposes of my research, I defined GTs as racing cars, which required a minimum of manufactured models, to be allowed to compete in racing. This seemingly clear distinction actually can be very blurry and in the history of sports car racing, there have been several eras where the lines between prototypes and GTs were undefined. This led to times, where GTs were actually faster than prototypes. These prototype beating machines (like the Porsche 917 or the late 90s GT1 class) were technically GTs, so you’ll find them here among “true” GT cars. Enough talking, let’s go back to the mid 60s and look how the GT landscape looked like.

1966-68: Group 4 Sports Cars

To kick things off, we look at the class which was dominated by the legendary Ford GT40. Another contender was the Porsche 906, which showed a little of what Porsche was going to do in GT racing. In order to compete here, manufacturers had to make 50 models of the car. Their pace was sometimes below the 107% margin, ranging generally between 105-114%. In comparison to current F1, this translates to 155-157%, which puts them just barely behind GT4.

1969: Group 4 Sports Cars & 1970-71 Group 5 Sports Cars

In order to prevent the Group 6 prototypes from going dangerously fast, the FIA mandated a smaller engine for those. This coincided with the introduction of bigger 5.0L engines in Group 4 GTs and the minimum required production was reduced to 25. This was done mainly to allow cars like the Lola T70 to race, but some manufacturers had seen the opportunity and grabbed it. Porsche developed the mighty Porsche 917 in just ten months and showed them to the inspectors who approved of it. Enzo Ferrari heard of that, sold his company to FIAT and also built 25 Ferrari 512 to compete against the Porsches. There are many crazy stories about bugs on the rearwing and the development in general, but we are here for the lap times. These cars truly were beasts of the track, especially the 917K. How fast were they? Well they were proper fast, sometimes within 1% of the F1 pole lap, with these differences it sometimes comes down to conditions, but they never actually managed to beat F1. Still, the Porsche 917K never was more than 103.5% off F1, and that was at Watkins Glen. This puts them into the back end of a current GT3 field. The Ferrari and Lola were a bit more modest but still averaged between 100-110% depending on track type. One more important thing to note is that this was an era where prototypes and GTs were very closely matched.

1970-82: Group 4 Special Grand Touring Cars

GT racing was in a bit of a slump in the mid 70s and returned to a more traditional form, where the cars were really production based and not crazy prototypes. This class had a minimum production requirement of 500 units which was changed to 400 units in 24 months after 1976. It was the top GT category in the newly formed IMSA GT championship, where it was labelled GTO. Porsche again dominated the class with various models: 911 Carrera RSR and 934. Sometimes some other cars popped up on top of the timing sheets: De Tomaso Pantera, Ford Mustang and Triumph TR8. In the new decade, the BMW M1 was homologated into this Group and was the main force. The pace of these cars lingered around the 120% mark, with the best year being quite a bit slower than current GT4s. This table only shows the years where Group 4 was the main GT class. Important thing to note is that Group 4 was the top category in the early years of the WRC.

1976-82: Group 5 Special Production Cars

Now we are talking! After three years of standard GT racing, the rulemakers dreamed big again and created this insane class. Late 70s Group 5 were silhouette cars, meaning only the bonnet, roof, doors and rail panel were stock and everything else was “free real estate”. The width of the cars was also regulated which lead to the classic boxy, wide look of the cars. The appearance of them is debatable, but the speed isn’t. They sometimes brushed the 107% mark and were most of the time inside 115%. In their last years, they weren’t that far off of the Porsche 917. The cars are legendary: Porsche 935 with the famous “Moby Dick” longtail version, Lancia Beta Montecarlo, Ferrari 308 GTB, Zakspeed Ford Capri III Turbo.

1982-85: Group B Grand Touring Cars

Group B is synonymous with rallying, but it was also intended for circuit racing. The BMW M1 was repurposed for this class and raced for a couple of years alongside the Porsche 930 Turbo, but by then the focus of circuit racing racing has shifted either to Group C prototypes or the cheaper Group A touring cars. But there would have been some hope of a great supercar GT category in the 80s, when Ferrari, Lamborghini and Porsche all homologated cars for Group B and Jaguar was also looking into it. But by then it was banned, and GT racing needed nearly a decade to rise from its ashes. In terms of speed it was definitely a step back from Group 5, which is no surprise as Group B circuit racing just carried on from where Group 4 left.

1994-1999: Group GT1

BPR Global GT Series, FIA GT Championship, 24h of Le Mans, All Japan GT Championship
GTs are BACK! With the downfall of Group C, sports car racing was in a dire state, so three men: Jürgen Barth, Patrick Peter and Stéphane Ratel thought, that this was indeed very sad and set up a new series and a new class called GT1, originally requiring 25 units for homologation.
BPR Era (1994-96):
The new series was called BPR Global GT Series and the first season was in 1994. Entries were changing all the time and were mainly comprised of Ferrari F40 GTE, Porsche 911 Turbo and Venturi 600LM. But it quickly drew attention and saw exponential growth. The dominant car was the McLaren F1 GTR which even won the 1995 24h of Le Mans, but other cars popped up like the Jaguar XJ220, Bugatti EB 110SC and finally the big factory effort with the Porsche 911 GT1. This evolution is clear also in the lap times of the category:
GT1 Prototype Era (1997-99):
With Porsche, Ferrari and McLaren already in, other manufacturers also wanted to join the party and the FIA thought that it would be best if they started to regulate the whole thing, creating the FIA GT Championship. The next big players were the Mercedes-Benz CLK GTR and the Panoz Esperante GTR-1. Now if we look at these cars, we see that there surely weren’t 25 road going versions of them, and we’re right. These were so called homologation specials, which meant that you had to build only one evolution version of the road car to race it. This was highly abused by the big names; Porsche also built one; the Le Mans winning 911 GT1-98 for the 1998 championship but they couldn’t stop Mercedes from taking the title. Costs were rocketing as were speeds, with these cars being in the 115-120% range to F1, meaning they still are ahead of current GTE.
The GT1 category was discontinued in the GT Championship after 1998, but I have to mention the last two 24h of Le Mans before the new millenium and just name the cars which were there alongside those already mentioned: the almighty Toyota GT-One, the cool Nissan R390 GT1 and the infamous Mercedes-Benz CLR. The 90s prototype GT era was absolutely crazy and wonderful.

1999-2004: Group GT2

FIA GT Championship, ALMS, Rolex Sports Car Series, 24h of Le Mans
GT2 (also named GTS) was already around since the first year of BPR, but after 1998 they became the main players. This class has very respectable lap times, around the 130% mark meaning they comparable to current GT3. Cars include: Chrysler-Viper GTS-R, Lister Storm, Ferrari 550 Maranello.

2005-2011: Group GT1 (again)

FIA GT Championship, ALMS, 24h of Le Mans
While this class has a fancy, historically significant name, it shouldn’t confuse you. This was just a renaming of the former GT2 regulations and just a bit of changing them to allow some admittedly pretty cool cars. Namely the Maserati MC12 GT1, Chevrolet Corvette C5.R and C6.R, Saleen S7-R and Aston Martin DBR9. Later the Nissan GT-R GT1 and Ford GT GT1 also joined in but after that, the interest went lower and lower and finally the class was called off in 2011. These race cars were under 130% for much of their time, which means they are even with the current top FIA GT class, GTE.

since 2012: Group GTE

The current top FIA GT class can trace its roots back to 2000 when it was called Group N-GT, it was renamed GT2 in 2005 and was secondary class to GT2 and later GT1. When the top class was called off, GTE took over. This coincided with the creation of the WEC, where it is the GT class since the beginning. It also took on a leading role in the IMSA United SportsCar Championship where it’s named GTLM. The cars have become steadily faster over the years, always being around 125-135% to F1. The current cars should be familiar: Ferrari 488 GTE, Porsche 911 RSR, Aston Martin Vantage GTE, BMW M8 GTE and Chevrolet Corvette C8.R.

since 2006: Group GT3

every possible sports car series you can imagine
GT3 started out as a formula for amateur drivers in smaller championships, but under the umbrella of the SRO, it has grown to be the most widely used form of racing wordwide. Over 50 different car models have been homologated since its inception, so I’m not gonna list any, you all know how they look like. They are used in a ton of series, the most important one being the GT World Challenge (formerly known as Blancpain Series). They are also used in IMSA as the lowest class and called GTD, and Super GT also incorporates them in their GT300 regulations (which are really interesting anyways). Their speed is generally a bit behind GTE, depending on the series. But they were actually the top GT class in a brief period in 2011-12.

BONUS: since 1997: JAF GT500

Do you miss the late 90s prototype GT era? Who doesn’t! No worries, I’ve got something for you: the GT500 class in the SUPER GT Series (called All-Japan GT Championship/JGTC up to 2004). This class could really be seen as a continuation of the spirit of 90s GT1, but with extremely fun races, without spiraling costs and dominant manufacturers. It is populated by the three big Japanese manufacturers and their current models: Honda NSX GT500, Toyota Supra GT500 and Nissan GT-R GT500, but there have been other European cars in the earlier years, also from the GT1 era. (McLaren F1, M-B CLK GTR etc.) I also want to add some of the older cars which raced: Toyota Supra 1997, Nissan Skyline GT-R R33 1998, Honda NSX 2000. Their speed is remarkable, and they have been the fastest GT class in the world since 2000, constantly improving from 130% down to even 115%, really echoing the speeds of GT1. This year the new Class One regulations which are shared with DTM have been implemented making the cars break the lap records once again.

comparison between GT500 from Super GT and the top FIA GT class in the last 20 years (lower means faster)


comparison of the top GT classes relative to 2019 F1. If two years have the same lap time, they equally fast. \"The lower, the faster\"
We can observe three peaks of GT performance (how to read the graph: “the lower the faster”). The 1970-71 seasons with the Porsche 917 which was agonisingly close to F1, the silhouette Group 5 era in the late 70s and the late 90s “prototype” GT1 era. In fact, the Porsche 917 wasn’t beaten until 1996! That’s impressive, as were the GT1s which weren’t beaten on a global level since and only the Japanese GT500 class is faster since the mid-2000s. GT racing is currently at a crossroads, with GTE struggling to get the grids filled and GT3 being more and more an alternative to it. May we see another “step down a level & rename the class” move as it has been done several times in the 2000s? If that’s what necessary to not repeat the GT era from 1985-93 (= no GT racing) than so be it. Thank you for reading and if you’re still here, have a nice day, I guess.
Please point out any language/spelling errors and also if I linked a wrong car or whatever.
UPDATE: In a previous version I wrongly stated that the Porsche 917K beat F1 at Spa in 1970. u/CourageousHarmony pointed out that F1 was using a slightly different layout with an added chicane, so I had to concede and there are no instances of GTs beating F1 on the same track in the same year.
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2020.08.31 21:05 JaiminDesai93 Normalize speech to text so Siri doesn't mistake business with Christmas

My users say the phrase, “Tag my Uber charges as business,” frequently. Sometimes the business gets heard as Christmas (weird I know). So hoping that everytime there’s a hiccup like this, the model can add similar utterances, like Christmas, as synonyms for business.
I use dialogflow actually for the NLP but wondering if I can help Siri's speech to text layer get better for our contexts
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2020.08.31 21:02 JaiminDesai93 Auto-training models using session entities on Dialogflow

Does anyone know how I can auto-train my dialogflow engine so that new, detected entities can get automatically added to my synonyms list?
For example, my users say the phrase, “Tag my Uber charges as business,” frequently. Sometimes the business gets heard as Christmas (weird I know). So hoping that everytime there’s a hiccup like this, the model can add similar utterances, like Christmas, as synonyms for business.
As of now I’m doing this manually. Wondering if there’s an automated way using Dialogflow. Thanks!
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2020.08.31 19:57 PerryLegoCity60134 Some nice easter eggs I found in Planet Coaster

The NAME Rage coaster (B&M Giga is a synonym for Fury, as in 325.
The NAME Iron Fury (RMC topper track) sounds like a play on Steel Vengeance.
The TYPE for the Barghest (Gerstlauer Eurofighter) coaster is called "Typhoon". Combine the real model of the coaster and you get Eurofighter Typhoon, a famous European fighter jet.
A CHEAT for "ride go karts yourself" is named Bollard. Is this a reference to Bolliger and Mabillard?
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2020.08.31 00:00 watuponit Any advice/recommendations for crossbars/racks systems? I found a Yakima for $105 but I'm wary because the price is low.

My roof is bare. So, I need to install crossbars and rack.
I'm considering getting this
for $105. I'm not sure if it has the crossbars AND rack. A similar product is this, which says "Includes 1 pair of crossbars" but I'm still not certain if it's all I need. Also, I'm not certain if it will properly fit on my '07 Prius.
I was perusing this
earlier, and the prices are extremely higher. (Even though Yakima is a legit brand for the cheaper one.)
It frustrates me that the terms "crossbars" and "rack" have synonyms and no poster clearly says whether they have both, and whether they would fit on a Prius. For example, this
says it has crossbars and "rack feet." But I don't see "crossbars"- like the ones that run parallel to the road.
I already have these
, I just need the crossbars & rack system for car. Wanting to pay $300 or less. No more than $400.
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2020.08.30 23:59 watuponit Any advice/recommendations for crossbars/racks systems? I found a Yakima for $105 but I'm wary because the price is low.

My roof is bare. So, I need to install crossbars and rack.
I'm considering getting this for $105. I'm not sure if it has the crossbars AND rack. A similar product is this, which says "Includes 1 pair of crossbars" but I'm still not certain if it's all I need. Also, I'm not certain if it will properly fit on my '07 Prius.
I was perusing this earlier, and the prices are extremely higher. (Even though Yakima is a legit brand for the cheaper one.)
It frustrates me that the terms "crossbars" and "rack" have synonyms and no poster clearly says whether they have both, and whether they would fit on a Prius. For example, this says it has crossbars and "rack feet." But I don't see "crossbars"- like the ones that run parallel to the road.
I already have these, I just need the crossbars & rack system for car. Wanting to pay $300 or less. No more than $400.
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