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I told you this would happen.
Looks like Zart'thx is fucking us again people. last year he promised to keep trade routes with the alpha quadrant open, you may remember his rousing speech on Titan. The one where he promised the take over was "temporary" and "for your own good". Well back then I said he was a liar and now I'm proven right.
Yes today the great galactic commander and conquer of a million suns has locked us in a space field. What the fuck is that? How does he get off on this bullshit?
According to his press release:
"Today I have decided to close all contact with the rest of the galaxy. This includes the Alpha Quadrant. I realise that this may upset some of you but I assure you it is best for you in the Beta Quadrant."
Now where the hell are we supposed to get our supply of Karlank materials to power our Flack drives? Not that it matters I supposed, now that we're all trapped on this worthless hole of a space.
Its time to fight back people. I'm sick of this Reptiles shit. I told you all that his entire race were a group of intergalactic locusts, and it looks like someone in Alpha agreed with me, and now we're all alone, no army, no Karlank materials, no Coca Cola. I hope you're happy with yourself Urth.
I hope you're happy with yourself.
Easter Bunny Flowers.
First start with the container. I used a simple basket but you could you practically anything.Then take some floral foam and some water. Pour the water directly onto the foam. Now you are ready to begin arranging. I've used tulips and a bundle of lime stems here, neatly decorated by some free range eggs. I've also got some daffodils in there and some reindeer moss.
For the rabbits you can kill and stuff a real rabbit for the best effect. I recommend a bow and arrow or slingshot for the hunt, as it will do much less damage than a rifle shot. After you have the dead creature, I highly suggest taking it to a taxidermy. If you can not afford this however, thats ok. Simply take 3 handfuls of sawdust and begin inserting it into the corpse via any orifice.
And now you have your own Easter themed basket! Congratulations!.
How the Pirates Stole Christmas
A good couple years ago I used to know some people who were involved in the whole, internet downloading scene. The guy I knew was pretty low down but through him (and since him, through my own research and interest in the subject) I have gained a fairly decent image of how your Handicam version of Avatar gets to you. I've asked a couple people and they said an article about this would be interesting, so in the interest of pandering to the 2 people who read my blarrrgh, here’s some info about some pretty rad guys.
I'd just like to preface this by saying most of the info within (if not all by now) is easily found on the net. Despite some myths and what you may first thing, the scene is fairly open and transparent.
The Scene has been around for as long as there have been ways to distribute digital information to and from people. With odd naming schemes and bizarre collections of rules and regulations they can seem a scary, sometimes evil group of shady people, out to ruin movies and music for us all.In order to really understand what the scene is and what it does we're going to go back to the 1980s. It was here that the beginnings of what would become the scene formed. Groups of young talented coders would crack the security on games and later applications; upload them to a BBS (a primitive version of a web forum) for all to download for free.
At the time there were no rules and no real information for anyone outside of the scene, only the included nfo file (an antiquated file type that is underused now, but is still used for traditional reasons in the scene), which often included stunning ASCII artwork. Also routinely included would be midi files or artwork.It was a much more innocent time, games and apps were traded freely, there was no formal structure and groups ran wild. Slowly however the scene became more organized, rules were drafted and eventually hard Communities were established. Essentially there is one community per "thing" you can imagine downloading, from the Scanner groups, uploading comic pages, to Movie groups. Each community has its own set of rules and regulations both to protect them and to ensure quality releases. As bizarre as it may seem there actually exists committees and tribunals for the sole purpose of working out these rules and declaring releases good or "nuked" (Nuked meaning its trash or breaks one of the rules somehow).
Eventually of course the scene caught the eye of the FBI and other law enforcement and in a series of devastating raids was cut down. Many of the more prominent groups were targeted and taken out. People being People though, the scene quickly grew back to its original size and then some, however the scars from those raids still show, with the scene being much more secretive now than it used to be.
UPDATE: I'll just add everything here, its not a very long update so no point adding another post when there's no point.
Now, the scene is actually also split up into different mediums too. Most of the higher up groups belong to what they see as the true Scene, a series of secert high speed websites (known as TopSites) where files are uploaded and downloaded on a kind of novel credits system, where every megabyte you uploaded allows you to download 3.
"below" these are a series of less elitist groups, refereed to usually as P2P groups, due to the medium of their releases. Occasionally a group will be found of either leaking Scene releases to the P2P groups or even copying releases wholesale. This usually results in humiliation for the group in question. Why a group would leak something varies from group to group, it can range from simply not agreeing with the Scene rules to antagonism between groups.
There are other, less well understood and published groups, such as groups that post only to Rapidshare and the like. These fit somewhere in the P2P groups depending on who you ask.
As you can see, the medium that you download with is tied to where you stand on the hierarchy, with P2P being the worst and the elite TopSites being the best. Your average downloader will never see a TopSite their entire life (I certainly haven't, only in screenshots) and will probably not even know they exist. This ties in with the community, allowing those on the inside to (at least feel) they are superior to others.
And thats pretty much all I can think of writing. If you have any more questions I'll try and answer them in the comments.
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I'd just like to preface this by saying most of the info within (if not all by now) is easily found on the net. Despite some myths and what you may first thing, the scene is fairly open and transparent.
The Scene has been around for as long as there have been ways to distribute digital information to and from people. With odd naming schemes and bizarre collections of rules and regulations they can seem a scary, sometimes evil group of shady people, out to ruin movies and music for us all.In order to really understand what the scene is and what it does we're going to go back to the 1980s. It was here that the beginnings of what would become the scene formed. Groups of young talented coders would crack the security on games and later applications; upload them to a BBS (a primitive version of a web forum) for all to download for free.
At the time there were no rules and no real information for anyone outside of the scene, only the included nfo file (an antiquated file type that is underused now, but is still used for traditional reasons in the scene), which often included stunning ASCII artwork. Also routinely included would be midi files or artwork.It was a much more innocent time, games and apps were traded freely, there was no formal structure and groups ran wild. Slowly however the scene became more organized, rules were drafted and eventually hard Communities were established. Essentially there is one community per "thing" you can imagine downloading, from the Scanner groups, uploading comic pages, to Movie groups. Each community has its own set of rules and regulations both to protect them and to ensure quality releases. As bizarre as it may seem there actually exists committees and tribunals for the sole purpose of working out these rules and declaring releases good or "nuked" (Nuked meaning its trash or breaks one of the rules somehow).
Eventually of course the scene caught the eye of the FBI and other law enforcement and in a series of devastating raids was cut down. Many of the more prominent groups were targeted and taken out. People being People though, the scene quickly grew back to its original size and then some, however the scars from those raids still show, with the scene being much more secretive now than it used to be.
UPDATE: I'll just add everything here, its not a very long update so no point adding another post when there's no point.
Now, the scene is actually also split up into different mediums too. Most of the higher up groups belong to what they see as the true Scene, a series of secert high speed websites (known as TopSites) where files are uploaded and downloaded on a kind of novel credits system, where every megabyte you uploaded allows you to download 3.
"below" these are a series of less elitist groups, refereed to usually as P2P groups, due to the medium of their releases. Occasionally a group will be found of either leaking Scene releases to the P2P groups or even copying releases wholesale. This usually results in humiliation for the group in question. Why a group would leak something varies from group to group, it can range from simply not agreeing with the Scene rules to antagonism between groups.
There are other, less well understood and published groups, such as groups that post only to Rapidshare and the like. These fit somewhere in the P2P groups depending on who you ask.
As you can see, the medium that you download with is tied to where you stand on the hierarchy, with P2P being the worst and the elite TopSites being the best. Your average downloader will never see a TopSite their entire life (I certainly haven't, only in screenshots) and will probably not even know they exist. This ties in with the community, allowing those on the inside to (at least feel) they are superior to others.
And thats pretty much all I can think of writing. If you have any more questions I'll try and answer them in the comments.
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The Worst Superheroes
Recently I've started to read comic books. I've always loved me some comic characters but never really read them. I started with some more niche ones and have slowly moved into more mainstream ones like Batman, Superman, Spiderman and Alfred Zimmerman (the last one is an exciting romp through the reign of Alfred R Zimmerman, Mayor of Rotterdam during WW1.).I've noticed two things about comics. The first is comic book artists can be much much worse than your usual artists. I'm talking utterly utterly shit. The worst are guest artists, which I assume is Comic Book code for "Korean Outsourced Artists". Its a shame because a book I follow (one I think is pretty aces) constantly has a "guest artist" and it does horrible things to the characters, like Tumor Face-man up there. Poor guy.The second thing, which the article will be about, is that some superheroes are so so shit. Either in their uselessness or otherwise, there are just hordes of horrible useless saps who float around doing whatevs. So many of them Marvel had to get rid of a ton of them a while back with the House of M storyline, which saw the depowering of such incredible mutants as;
- Hanna Levy (Power: Had a second tongue)
- DJ (The most flirty Mutant!)
- And Bugman (Like The Tick but naff)
What I AM complaining about is how 99% of all of these "heroes" are so inescapably awful that I'm fairly certain your average New Yorker has more special powers than these guys.
The worst superheroes however arnt the bad ones. Those guys are just unfortunate. I'm gonna go over 2 of the worst characters in the industry. (more accurately, I'm gonna go over 2 of the most popular and shit characters).
First up is Deadpool. Deadpool is really really shit. Let me start by saying he was good for a very brief period a couple years ago. He had a story arc where he tried to be a hero but failed horribly, much to his own displeasure. It built character, made him more than the WACKY NUTTY MERC WIDDA MOOF, he was even, dare I say, funny back then too. These days hes in every single comic book fighting off monkeys in waist coats. (yes really. upcoming comic he teams up with Spiderman to fight a monkey in a suit)
I'm not a complete cunt, Deadpool CAN be kinda funny, sometimes. But at this point hes a played out joke, old and tattered and overexposed like a 75 year old flasher. Somehow he keeps getting attention. I really don't know why? Maybe its because he's pretty accessable for people who don't usually read comics? Hes this witty fast talking mercenary for hire who will kill anyone. He threatens to kill whoever he wants and everyone treats him like a gigantic badass, even when he just seems like a prick. nevermind, I digress. Deadpool has shitty powers, shitty humour, shitty plots and shitty art. Fuck Deadpool.
Next up is Superman. Superman is shit in the sense that he is the catch all hero that is invunerable to everything and has any power he fucking wants. Superman is so hardcore even his one weakness doesnt hurt him all that much these days. Superman can burn through the earth with his eyes, fly faster than light, punch through the sun and breath fire and take a nuke to the chest without flinching. If he wanted to he'd be able to stop every single super villian in the world with a flick of his wrist.So wheres the drama?How am I supposed to feel worried for Supes' life when I know the one time he died he gained Super-Jesus Resurection Powers, came back and killed the monster thats' whole gimmick was "if you kill me, I adapt and you cant kill me again". 3 times.
This in turn makes most DC comics kinda let down, cause you know no matter how bad the big bad is, Supes could take him, no problem. It aint no thing for superman.
There's tons more. The Green Lantern for one used to be allergic to Yellow. How the fuck do you get through life like that? poor fuckers worst enemy was Mustard.
In closing, Read Transmetropoliton and then stop reading comics forever
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Prisons are the worst things ever Pt2: The Quickening
So last time I covered Rape and touched on Gangs very slightly. Today I'm going to cover gangs in more detail, false imprisonment and some more general inhuman cruelties. I will also touch on how and where it can be much, much better.
Gangs in prisons are almost identical to gangs in the outside. They control illegal services and substances (sex, drugs, weapons) and grant a degree of protection to those under their wing. They have the same allure as in the real world, a chance at some kind of family, friends, even a shot at becoming someone. All of the last draws are obviously executed tenfold inside, where you have nothing and no one to help you. Loved ones stop coming, the rapes and beatings keep coming and you have nothing. This is also the reason for the huge number of born again's coming from prisons. It’s nice to know someone will always forgive you and be there for you when your entire world is now a never ending suffering.
As I mentioned before, Prison gangs were started on purpose. It started way back in the 60s. Shit was bad for government in the 60s; you had 'nam, massive social upheaval and all that danged rock music. This made things tense, Nixon and allot of other government officials predicted a mighty rising of the people and were preparing for it. Then in 1971 the Attica prison riot shook the world.
For those who don't know, Attica was a typical prison with typically horrific regard for basic humanity. The inmates were given one shower a week and one roll of toilet paper a month. As you can possibly envision, things in Attica were kinda tense for the prisoners. On the morning of the 21st of august a man named George Jackson was murdered by Corrections officers at Attica. A couple of days later, on the 9th of September, the inmates responded. 1000 of them took the prison by force and took many of the staff hostage. They released demands which included:
• Amnesty from the taking of the prison
• the rebuilding of Attica by prisoners or prisoner supervision
• Amplify minimum wage laws to new York prisons (meaning inmates would no longer be slaves)
• Educate the officers on the needs of inmates
• Proper medical treatment
• Proper dietary treatment.
Full list here
Following 4 days of negotiations the authorities agreed to 28 of the prisoners’ demands. Then the National Guard stormed the prison and caused, directly or indirectly, the deaths of 39 people.
So what does this have to do with Gangs? Well, in response to Attica prisons were changed radically. Young Mexican offenders were placed with older black inmates, with the foreknowledge that they would be abused and segregated. This is how the notorious Mexican Eme's were born. Before long the government had managed to force almost the entire prison system to segregate and war against themselves. This is not conspiracy shit; this is the cause of the widespread prison gang problem. Very quickly prisoners turned from protecting each other (stories tell of large gay men beating and killing prison rapists back in the day) to trying to kill each other daily.
So prison gangs were formed (or, if you want to be nitpicky, heavily encouraged) to help keep order in prisons. They are now a vital part of prison security, helping to keep understaffed, 200% capacity prisons controlled through violence. Combined with the massive increase in popularity of DART teams (SWAT and the like) any uprising or riot is quickly struck down.
Put all this together with the incredible media control prison wardens have (see the quite frankly evil Joe Aprico for an example of this. He is portrayed as a hero while kicking pregnant women and cooking his inmates in the sun.) and you have what is basically an unbreakable hold on prisoners. Attica simply cannot happen again.
So how are the gang's kept riled up? Well that much is simple. Beatings, cruel punishments, boots and batons. You could say a prison guard’s job these days isn’t to protect the inmates from each other but rather to force them on each other, create an atmosphere where violence, suffering and anguish are the norm. Force people into gangs; force them against each other so that they won't stand against the Machine.
On that, I swerve violently toward my next topic. One that should scare the piss out of you. False imprisonment and even false executions happen. They happen relatively allot. I apologize that I cannot give you hard numbers and facts for this, as I mentioned earlier the prisons maintain a press choke hold and any attempt to catalog the justice systems incredible failings are met with unhealthfulness at best, outright threats and Boots at the worst. Allow me instead to link to several stories that convey my point and with luck, convince you that even one wrongly state murdered human being is far, far too many.
I make this point so I can stress, the Machine will get you if it wants you. Regardless of how rich, white, connected, young or old you are. If it gets a sniff of you it will have you and it will never let go if it doesn't want to. I also make the point to quite obviously say the death penalty is a hopelessly evil punishment and anyone advocating it is...well they are a misinformed and poorly educated person that needs enlightening. Remember what I said last time, even the worst human beings are still humans. Yes even Joe Aprico. Love them. All of them.
Now earlier I said I was going to tell you all how and where it’s better. Well as it happens the US army already runs a perfectly good system. Inside there is very little fighting and very little animosity between guards and inmates, the gang problem is nearly none existent and the rape issue is also practically a non-issue. So why does the Army run one so well? Well essentially the Army took how the main prison system is run and did the opposite. Rotating guards to avoid burn out, the guards are just other soldiers doing a term, prisoners are well looked after and given adequate healthcare and help. In such an environment violence is not needed to keep the peace, and without the need for gangs to get what you need, they cannot grow.
Of course the more astute of you will note that to run all prisons like Army prisons would require a complete change in the system and an overhaul of the job of a Guard. This will never happen. The prison unions are far too strong and deeply set to achieve that. You may as well wish for the upheaval of capitalism or something.
Norway also runs incredible prisons, the closest I have found to my preferred ideal of a prison being more of a hospital than a cage. I found a very good article on the subject by a man who visited one. I found it rather balanced and the man does a good job of stating the facts. Have a read.
Well that’s everything I can think of on the subject. If you want me to go over anything leave a comment and I'll see what I can do. As I constantly say I realize no one reads this blog but I am hoping that perhaps one person reads this series and learns something. Education is the tool that we can use to fight the Machine.
Gangs in prisons are almost identical to gangs in the outside. They control illegal services and substances (sex, drugs, weapons) and grant a degree of protection to those under their wing. They have the same allure as in the real world, a chance at some kind of family, friends, even a shot at becoming someone. All of the last draws are obviously executed tenfold inside, where you have nothing and no one to help you. Loved ones stop coming, the rapes and beatings keep coming and you have nothing. This is also the reason for the huge number of born again's coming from prisons. It’s nice to know someone will always forgive you and be there for you when your entire world is now a never ending suffering.
As I mentioned before, Prison gangs were started on purpose. It started way back in the 60s. Shit was bad for government in the 60s; you had 'nam, massive social upheaval and all that danged rock music. This made things tense, Nixon and allot of other government officials predicted a mighty rising of the people and were preparing for it. Then in 1971 the Attica prison riot shook the world.
For those who don't know, Attica was a typical prison with typically horrific regard for basic humanity. The inmates were given one shower a week and one roll of toilet paper a month. As you can possibly envision, things in Attica were kinda tense for the prisoners. On the morning of the 21st of august a man named George Jackson was murdered by Corrections officers at Attica. A couple of days later, on the 9th of September, the inmates responded. 1000 of them took the prison by force and took many of the staff hostage. They released demands which included:
• Amnesty from the taking of the prison
• the rebuilding of Attica by prisoners or prisoner supervision
• Amplify minimum wage laws to new York prisons (meaning inmates would no longer be slaves)
• Educate the officers on the needs of inmates
• Proper medical treatment
• Proper dietary treatment.
Full list here
Following 4 days of negotiations the authorities agreed to 28 of the prisoners’ demands. Then the National Guard stormed the prison and caused, directly or indirectly, the deaths of 39 people.
So what does this have to do with Gangs? Well, in response to Attica prisons were changed radically. Young Mexican offenders were placed with older black inmates, with the foreknowledge that they would be abused and segregated. This is how the notorious Mexican Eme's were born. Before long the government had managed to force almost the entire prison system to segregate and war against themselves. This is not conspiracy shit; this is the cause of the widespread prison gang problem. Very quickly prisoners turned from protecting each other (stories tell of large gay men beating and killing prison rapists back in the day) to trying to kill each other daily.
So prison gangs were formed (or, if you want to be nitpicky, heavily encouraged) to help keep order in prisons. They are now a vital part of prison security, helping to keep understaffed, 200% capacity prisons controlled through violence. Combined with the massive increase in popularity of DART teams (SWAT and the like) any uprising or riot is quickly struck down.
Put all this together with the incredible media control prison wardens have (see the quite frankly evil Joe Aprico for an example of this. He is portrayed as a hero while kicking pregnant women and cooking his inmates in the sun.) and you have what is basically an unbreakable hold on prisoners. Attica simply cannot happen again.
So how are the gang's kept riled up? Well that much is simple. Beatings, cruel punishments, boots and batons. You could say a prison guard’s job these days isn’t to protect the inmates from each other but rather to force them on each other, create an atmosphere where violence, suffering and anguish are the norm. Force people into gangs; force them against each other so that they won't stand against the Machine.
On that, I swerve violently toward my next topic. One that should scare the piss out of you. False imprisonment and even false executions happen. They happen relatively allot. I apologize that I cannot give you hard numbers and facts for this, as I mentioned earlier the prisons maintain a press choke hold and any attempt to catalog the justice systems incredible failings are met with unhealthfulness at best, outright threats and Boots at the worst. Allow me instead to link to several stories that convey my point and with luck, convince you that even one wrongly state murdered human being is far, far too many.
I make this point so I can stress, the Machine will get you if it wants you. Regardless of how rich, white, connected, young or old you are. If it gets a sniff of you it will have you and it will never let go if it doesn't want to. I also make the point to quite obviously say the death penalty is a hopelessly evil punishment and anyone advocating it is...well they are a misinformed and poorly educated person that needs enlightening. Remember what I said last time, even the worst human beings are still humans. Yes even Joe Aprico. Love them. All of them.
Now earlier I said I was going to tell you all how and where it’s better. Well as it happens the US army already runs a perfectly good system. Inside there is very little fighting and very little animosity between guards and inmates, the gang problem is nearly none existent and the rape issue is also practically a non-issue. So why does the Army run one so well? Well essentially the Army took how the main prison system is run and did the opposite. Rotating guards to avoid burn out, the guards are just other soldiers doing a term, prisoners are well looked after and given adequate healthcare and help. In such an environment violence is not needed to keep the peace, and without the need for gangs to get what you need, they cannot grow.
Of course the more astute of you will note that to run all prisons like Army prisons would require a complete change in the system and an overhaul of the job of a Guard. This will never happen. The prison unions are far too strong and deeply set to achieve that. You may as well wish for the upheaval of capitalism or something.
Norway also runs incredible prisons, the closest I have found to my preferred ideal of a prison being more of a hospital than a cage. I found a very good article on the subject by a man who visited one. I found it rather balanced and the man does a good job of stating the facts. Have a read.
Well that’s everything I can think of on the subject. If you want me to go over anything leave a comment and I'll see what I can do. As I constantly say I realize no one reads this blog but I am hoping that perhaps one person reads this series and learns something. Education is the tool that we can use to fight the Machine.
Guest Article by Professor Matlock
WHY WAVES ARE AWESOME
So I was sat in my physics class the other day and I thought to myself, why can’t we bend light? You are told constantly through school that ‘oh no light ONLY travels in a straight line’. For some reason I decided this wasn’t true. So I brought out the laser we had lying around and I worked out a way to prove conventional wisdom wrong. Diffraction was my first thought, so with the help of two little sticks of lead from a mechanical pencil, light was bent and everything I’d been taught about light was proved to be all an utter lie. This intrigued me and I decided to set out on a quest. A quest to find out everything my education had lied to me about!
You are told through school that you are made of atoms and waves are like vibrations. So we could not have a wavelength right? WRONG! the average persons’ has a wave length of about 1.8 X 10-18 now that’s just a roundabout figure because that shit is crazy complex. But in a case like this I can see why school lied to you, I mean look at this equation---H/WGΔS=Lamda Now do you know what that means? No, but I can but that’s because I’m awesome, but importantly you can’t, and neither can a 10 year old. My point is that school was probably right to lie to you all.
Now, the second thing I found to be a lie is how school explained electricity. When in secondary school I was told the reason electricity wont flow down a wire is because the circuit is not complete, but how would the electricity know? Imagine being in a car and driving to your destination, you don’t know there are road works around the corner. Is the electricity psychic? No, how it works is there is a knock on effect, one electron hits the other and so on, like angry rugby players or twilight fans at a midnight screening. Another thing you were told is that if you stuck a block of wood in a circuit then it wouldn’t work, also not true, if you shoved enough charge in that block of wood, it WILL conduct, not very well but your little light bulb will light up. Literally any material in the world can be forced to be a conductor, given enough LIGHTNING.
So I guess what I’m saying is that schools do lie to you, this causes a ton of confusion, nobody knows how anything really works and if they do its normally simplified childlike explanations. Even me, a totally rad physics nerd, was confused as heck when I was told you can out run electricity. I guess What I’m saying is that I don’t expect primary schools to teach their children advanced quantum physics so they know how they see things, but it wouldn’t hurt to explain a few things.
Thanks for wasting your time on my article.
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That was Matlock writing is very first blogpost. His stuff is a little akward but I think he has some raw talen that just needs honing. We'll see how it works out.
So I was sat in my physics class the other day and I thought to myself, why can’t we bend light? You are told constantly through school that ‘oh no light ONLY travels in a straight line’. For some reason I decided this wasn’t true. So I brought out the laser we had lying around and I worked out a way to prove conventional wisdom wrong. Diffraction was my first thought, so with the help of two little sticks of lead from a mechanical pencil, light was bent and everything I’d been taught about light was proved to be all an utter lie. This intrigued me and I decided to set out on a quest. A quest to find out everything my education had lied to me about!
You are told through school that you are made of atoms and waves are like vibrations. So we could not have a wavelength right? WRONG! the average persons’ has a wave length of about 1.8 X 10-18 now that’s just a roundabout figure because that shit is crazy complex. But in a case like this I can see why school lied to you, I mean look at this equation---H/WGΔS=Lamda Now do you know what that means? No, but I can but that’s because I’m awesome, but importantly you can’t, and neither can a 10 year old. My point is that school was probably right to lie to you all.
Now, the second thing I found to be a lie is how school explained electricity. When in secondary school I was told the reason electricity wont flow down a wire is because the circuit is not complete, but how would the electricity know? Imagine being in a car and driving to your destination, you don’t know there are road works around the corner. Is the electricity psychic? No, how it works is there is a knock on effect, one electron hits the other and so on, like angry rugby players or twilight fans at a midnight screening. Another thing you were told is that if you stuck a block of wood in a circuit then it wouldn’t work, also not true, if you shoved enough charge in that block of wood, it WILL conduct, not very well but your little light bulb will light up. Literally any material in the world can be forced to be a conductor, given enough LIGHTNING.
So I guess what I’m saying is that schools do lie to you, this causes a ton of confusion, nobody knows how anything really works and if they do its normally simplified childlike explanations. Even me, a totally rad physics nerd, was confused as heck when I was told you can out run electricity. I guess What I’m saying is that I don’t expect primary schools to teach their children advanced quantum physics so they know how they see things, but it wouldn’t hurt to explain a few things.
Thanks for wasting your time on my article.
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That was Matlock writing is very first blogpost. His stuff is a little akward but I think he has some raw talen that just needs honing. We'll see how it works out.
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