TheBigAristotle posted:

There's a National Geographic documentary on Netflix about wolverines, they're loving insane. They tracked this one wolverine as it just ran over a mountain in deep snow like nothing, sprinting basically the entire time.

These fuckers take down deer and elk sometimes. They're known for backing down from nothing

Dick Trauma posted:

Can you imagine having to go to work like that?

Solice Kirsk posted:

Wasn't a common belief back then that covering you mouth and eyes and not exposing skin was enough to stop radiation? Not by scientists obviously, but by regular people?

a kitten posted:

Although I know it's coming off the jump, and firing in midair. It almost looks like the recoil has propelled it backwards off the ground, as if the world was suddenly using a third-rate physics engine.

Say Nothing posted:

mind the walrus posted:

Research Deus Ex then realize that even in 2000 a lot of its ideas were pretty old hat. This poo poo frankly wouldn't exist if there weren't consumer and military applications for it, military especially.

mind the walrus posted:

Don't trust reddit. Ever.

Reddit pomps itself up as a populist website but it's run by power users and/or corporate plants spouting bullshit stories and has been for years now. It's owned by Conde loving Nast for god's sake, it's not some basement labor of love like 4chan supposedly was or even an Elite start-up story like Facebook. It is and always has been a corporate for-profit enterprise masquerading as "content submitted and determined by the users."

slothrop posted:

Pretty sure that's a Mustang, just to pick nits.

Bombadilillo posted:

All military pilots carry a pistol.

Carecat posted:

Could be GPS although I don't know why a rally navigator would be using GPS

Just The Facts posted:

This guy and Ukrainian Paladin need to team up.

VendaGoat posted:

Ok, 81 clicks elevation.....

Windage, your mother.

What is the velocity of that round; at the muzzle and when it struck the target?

Frostwerks posted:

Would the targets not here the report at all or would they just hear it and not be able to tell where it is coming from?

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I vaguely remember this from the mil history thread but I'm pretty sure they still did. I think the reasoning was that the real advantage of converting to digital wouldn't be the accuracy but that it would be more easily integrated into the ships other systems or some such poo poo and that the costs involved wouldn't be worth it.

Frostwerks posted:

Oh, I thought you meant the 16 inchers. As for CWIS poo poo I'm surprised they didn't just upgun it with bunches of phalanxes, oerlikons, sea sparrows, etc.

VendaGoat posted:

I have my own opinion on why, but I wish to ask you and the others.

What about doing an act like this and keeping silent about it is, in your opinion, endearing?

Trust me, I agree with you. I just want to read your words.

Cat Hatter posted:

Yeah, why would they bother with the intentionally lovely camera work every so often if they did it on a computer?....

NoEyedSquareGuy posted:

A fan website for RMS Queen Mary 2 contains this chart, which compares its size to Noah's Ark as though that was a real thing.

Zanael posted:

People being good to other despite society/context are indeed badass.
My grandfather was a teenager during WW2 in occupied France, he was arrested by german soldiers at one point. Young men older than 16 were to be sent to some prison or camp under suspiscion of being part of the resistance I think, kids under were released. He was 17 at that time but looked younger. The guy in charge falsified my grandfather's papers to change his birthdate two years off and he got released.
Years later they met again by chance and proceeded to get drunk as hell. In the end, the german guy stood up straight, said with his strong german accent "I think I've had a little too much" and then collapsed unconcious with a gracious 90° trajectory on the ground.
I wish I had met the guy, I probably wouldn't be here if it weren't for him.

Kilo147 posted:

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From this book http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0929823087/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=0929823087&linkCode=as2&tag=bjw-20

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SR-71 pilot and keynote speaker, the question I'm most often asked is : "How fast would that SR-71 fly ?" I can be assured of hearing that question several times at any event I attend.

It's an interesting question, given the aircraft's proclivity for speed. But there really isn't a single number to give . . As the turbo ramjet would always give you a little more speed. (If you wanted it to...)

It was common to see 35 miles a minute. But we typically flew a programmed Mach number. But because we never wanted to harm the plane in any way, we never let it run-out to any limits of temperature or speed.

Thus, each SR-71 pilot had his own personal high speed that he saw at some point during our missions. I saw my highest speed over Libya when Khadafy fired two missiles my way: max power was in order. Let's just say that the Blackbird truly loved speed . . And effortlessly took us to high Mach numbers . . We had not previously seen.

So it was with great surprise, when at the end of one of my presentations, someone asked, "What was the SLOWEST . . You ever flew the Blackbird ?" This was a first. After giving it some thought, I was reminded of a story that I had never shared before, and relayed the following: I was flying the SR-71 out of RAF Mildenhall, England, with my backseater, Walt Watson. We were returning from a mission over Europe and the Iron Curtain when we received a radio transmission from home base.

As we scooted across Denmark in three minutes, we learned that a small RAF base in the English countryside had requested an SR-71 fly-by. The Commander of air cadets there was a former Blackbird pilot who thought it would be a motivating moment for the young lads to see the mighty SR-71 perform a low approach.

No problem, we were happy to do it. After a quick aerial refueling over the North Sea, we proceeded to find the small airfield. In the back seat, Walter had a myriad of sophisticated navigation equipment and he began to vector me toward the field.

Descending to subsonic, we found ourselves over a densely wooded area in the slight haze. Like most former WWII British airfields, the one we were looking for had a small tower and little surrounding infrastructure. Walter told me we were close and that I should be able to see the field.

But as far as I could see in the haze, I saw nothing but trees. We got a little lower, and I pulled the throttles back from our 325 knot cruise. With the gear up . . Anything under 275 knots (316 mph) was plain uncomfortable. Walt said we're practically over the field. Looking hard, I saw nothing that looked like an airfield.

I banked the jet and started a gentle circling maneuver. . Hoping to pick up anything that looked like a field. Meanwhile on the ground, the Commander had taken the Cadets up on the control tower's cat walk to get a prime view.

It was a quiet, still day with no wind and partial gray overcast. Walter continued to give me indications that the field should be below us, but in the overcast and haze, I couldn't see it. But the longer we continued to circle and peer out . . The slower we got. With our throttles way back, the awaiting cadets heard silence.

I must have had good instructors in my flying career, as something told me I better "cross-check the gauges." As I noticed the airspeed indicator s-l-i-d-e below 160 knots (180 mph), my heart stopped, as my adrenalin-filled left hand slammed both throttles FULL FORWARD, aka "Balls to the Wall !"

At this point we weren't really flying, but were falling in a slight bank. At the moment both afterburners lit with a thunderous roar of flame, the aircraft fell into full view of the shocked observers on the catwalk on the tower.

Shattering the absolute silence of the morning, they now had 107 feet of fire-breathing titanium in their faces as the plane leveled and accelerated in full-burner, on their side of the infield much closer than expected. It could only be described as some sort of ultimate "knife-edge" aerobatic pass.

We proceeded back to Mildenhall without incident . . Not saying a word to each other for those next 14 minutes. After landing, our commander greeted us . . And we were both certain he was reaching for our wings.

Instead, he heartily shook our hands and said the Commander had told him it was the greatest SR-71 fly-by he had ever seen. Especially how we had surprised them with such a precise maneuver that could only be described as . . breathtaking.

Apparently, some of the cadet's hats were blown off. The sight of the "plan view" of the plane in full afterburner dropping right in front of them was stunning and unbelievable. Walt and I both understood the concept of "breathtaking" very well that morning, and we sheepishly replied that the Cadets seemed just excited to see our low approach.

As we retired to the equipment room to change from space suits to flight suits, we just sat there.... and hadn't spoken a word since "the pass." Finally, Walter looked at me and said : "I saw One hundred fifty-six knots."

"What did you see" asked Walt ? Trying to find my voice I stammered "One hundred fifty-two..."(175 mph) We sat in silence for a moment. Then Walt calmly said "Don't ever do that to me again...."

I never did, and not sure I could. A year later, Walter and I were having lunch in the Mildenhall Officer's club, and overheard an officer talking to some cadets about an SR-71 fly-past that he'd seen.

Of course, by now the story included kids blown off the tower, and screaming as the heat of the jet singed their eyebrows.

As we stood there with lunch trays in our hands, the officer noticed our HABU shoulder patch icon of a deadly snake and asked us to verify to the Cadets that such an event occurred.

Walt just shook his head and said, "It was probably just a routine low approach......they're pretty impressive in that airplane." Impressive . . indeed.

Little did I realize that LOW SPEED experience . . would become one of the most requested stories. It's ironic, that people now became very interested in how slow the World's fastest jet aircraft can fly.

chitoryu12 posted:

Why the gently caress is that book so expensive? Did they guy only publish 12 copies with gold leaf filigree or something?

Screaming Idiot posted:

To hell with the rotten fruits of the military-industrial complex that is loving our nation and starving our children ...

KFBR392 posted:

It is, and I don't need to post the Eisenhower quote here, you all know it.

Tracula posted:

I never said otherwise. Do what you love and even better if it improves the world.

Istari posted:

If you think that's where a 4-legged mammals breasts are, you've been looking at too much furry porn.

Soulex posted:

Wow, that shits weird. I always thought that it was due in part to the SOFA. We were essentially told to turn ours in and replace with SAW. Then again, it's not like we were banging down doors so, I just went with what I was told as a private.

hawowanlawow posted:

What difference does it make how the trees sense that they're touching? Whether it's gas, friction, or light sensitivity, the trees are still sensing each other and not growing into each other.

hawowanlawow posted:

Nobody is pissed off, I didn't mean to scare you buddy

sneakyfrog posted:

maybe thats where the orb is sposed to go

Pigsfeet on Rye posted:

No ring, no hands, 5/10

ekuNNN posted:

Avenging_Mikon posted:

I don’t think that’s the head of a rival. Pretty sure it’s the full corpse of a coyote.

Snowy posted:

Rocksmith lets you use a real guitar. Also this video of a 10 year old rocking out some Slayer is pretty badass.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFd2Mi2FTzs

RCarr posted:

It has nothing to do with your job. Most people work 9-5, which is about the same amount of time you go to high school for each day. What I was getting at was most adults have exponentially more responsibilities than they did as high school kids. I can't even imagine ever having as much free time as I did when I was in high school.

Waci posted:

Ugh how dare someone elses experiences differ from mine what assholes

ladron posted:

or what? you'd cry? beat him up?

VanSandman posted:

That gator’s dead.

Dick Trauma posted:

This is the coolest thing I have ever seen...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3RBSkq-_St8

Lechtansi posted:

I'm not a fan of motorhead, so it could just be that the song is supposed to sound like that, but listening to those robots play I couldn't identify a single thing I would call music. Is it a "close enough to count if your a big fan" type thing?

DontMockMySmock posted:

You know what's worse than wannabe commandos who say "EDC"? People who quibble about the definition of "acronym".