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1.) Everything they know they learned from Hollywood. 2.) They form all their opinions on pathos rather than logos and ethos.
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Also, most of the stories on that time-line are short stories for the pulps rather than novels or even novellas. Odd that you left "Podkayne of Mars" off your list of juvenile science fiction. "Starship Troopers" is an excellent novel, and got turned into a movie even worse than "Dune."
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You wake up and its the year 1145 A.D
Subdeacon Joe replied to Buckshot Bear's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
I think knowledge of gunpowder got to Europe in the late 12th or early 13th century. In either case after the 1145 date. Of course, that doesn't really matter because the question is what WE would invent. I know the theory of how to extract extract the nitrates from guano. As mentioned above, reasonably simple in concept, but labor and time intensive. -
Geez.....it was ONLY a KNIFE!!!! That was so unFAIR!!!! What kind of coward uses a gun against a knife? Especially a GROWN MAN against a CHILD!!!!!
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AAAALLLLLL RIGHT! LISTEN UP!!! Thanks to Carl, this weeks safety meeting will cover Use Of Ladders!
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As found on FB: The day after the Hindenburg disaster in Lakehurst, New Jersey.
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Finally an answer! Why Chicagoans do not put ketchup on hotdogs
Subdeacon Joe replied to Pat Riot's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
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The Feast of the Annunciation .... from which the date of Christmas is determined.
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It's INDEPENDENCE DAY! https://www.goarch.org/-/white-house-celebrates-204th-anniversary-of-march-25-greek-independence-day
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https://minerva.fandom.com/wiki/Future_History_Timeline There is a copy of the chart that Heinlein made, and which was published in 1941.
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You wake up and its the year 1145 A.D
Subdeacon Joe replied to Buckshot Bear's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Bellfounding was known in Europe fairly early. The Venerable Bede mentions large bronze bells in the early 8th century. Sulphur was known and used for various things, e g. medicaments, bleaching cotton, fumigation, and incidiary devices since antiquity. The hang up would have been the salt petre. I vaguely recall that deposits were mined in Spain in the 12th century, but just when I'm not sure. I don't recall what it was used for. So, bronze casting, sulphur charcoal are no problem. Niteries are simple in concept, low tech, and used minimal equipment. Just labor intensive and time consuming. -
You wake up and its the year 1145 A.D
Subdeacon Joe replied to Buckshot Bear's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Who would want the headache ruling the world? I was taking the question from the view of a fan of pulp science fiction, just as you were magically transported back in time, you magically have the ability to build anything of reasonable size (small enough for one person to work on and operate). I did, years ago, help a guy rebuild a small platten press, so that knowledge is floating around the little Grey Cells, but the state of metallurgy wouldn't be advanced enough to make building one feasible. -
You wake up and its the year 1145 A.D
Subdeacon Joe replied to Buckshot Bear's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
I'll go with my original answer. Your original question, "What WOULD you invent..." supposes the knowledge and ability to make the things. Now, what I COULD invent or build is a completely different question. To that my answer would be, "Not a thing." I could try to introduce the concepts of sanitary personal habits and cooking, but that's about it. -
You wake up and its the year 1145 A.D
Subdeacon Joe replied to Buckshot Bear's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
The same way I woke up in the year of our Lord 1145. From your original question I assumed that I would have the knowledge and means to invent anything. Now that you jostled me, I think I'll add the steam engine to the list. Only two as far as social beliefs would be problematic: antibiotics and insecticides. And possibly not even the insecticides. People were using arsenic and other poisons to kill rodents long before A.D. 1145. And pennyroyal had long been known to somewhat keep fleas at bay. Mechanical devices were known and new ones being developed. Platten press could be water powered. Biggest problems would be a thick enough ink and ready supply of paper. -
Compare to Heinlein's stories: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Future_History_(Heinlein)#List_of_stories
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You wake up and its the year 1145 A.D
Subdeacon Joe replied to Buckshot Bear's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Platten Printing Press. Antibiotics. Insecticides. ADDED: Electric generator. Electric Motor. Refrigeration. -
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PSA From Sweetwater County Sheriff's Department.
Subdeacon Joe replied to Subdeacon Joe's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Handed out to the kids a week before the end of the school year. At least around here, every year there are 4 or 5 multiple injury or fatality crashes involving teens not long after school lets out for the year. -
Finally an answer! Why Chicagoans do not put ketchup on hotdogs
Subdeacon Joe replied to Pat Riot's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
I hear that it's rather gelatinous, but tasty. I've tried pig snout and it was pretty good. I did sample some beef headcheese and it was right tasty. So maybe I have had beef nose. -
Found on FB. Fron 2019 I'll Look at Your Facebook Profile Before I Tell Your Mother You're Dead - Dr. Louis M. Profeta, Emergency Room Physician, St. Vincent Hospital of Indianapolis “It kind of keeps me human. You see, I’m about to change their lives; your mom and dad, that is. In about five minutes, they will never be the same, they will never be happy again. Right now, to be honest, you’re just a nameless dead body that feels like a wet bag of newspapers that we have been pounding on, sticking IV lines and tubes and needles in, trying desperately to save you. There’s no motion, no life, nothing to tell me you once had dreams or aspirations. I owe it to them to learn just a bit about you before I go in. Because right now . . . all I am is mad at you, for what you did to yourself and what you are about to do to them. I know nothing about you. I owe it to your mom to peek inside of your once-living world. Maybe you were texting instead of watching the road, or you were drunk when you should have Ubered. Perhaps you snorted heroin or Xanax for the first time or a line of coke, tried meth or popped a Vicodin at the campus party and did a couple shots. Maybe you just rode your bike without a helmet or didn’t heed your parents’ warning when they asked you not to hang out with that “friend,” or to be more cautious when coming to a four-way stop. Maybe you just gave up. Maybe it was just your time, but chances are . . . it wasn’t. So I pick up your faded picture of your driver’s license and click on my iPhone, flip to Facebook and search your name. Chances are we’ll have one mutual friend somewhere. I know a lot of people. I see you wearing the same necklace and earrings that now sit in a specimen cup on the counter, the same ball cap or jacket that has been split open with trauma scissors and pulled under the backboard, the lining stained with blood. Looks like you were wearing it to the U2 concert. I heard it was great. I see your smile, how it should be, the color of eyes when they are filled with life, your time on the beach, blowing out candles, Christmas at Grandma’s; oh you have a Maltese, too. I see that. I see you standing with your mom and dad in front of the sign to your college. Good, I’ll know exactly who they are when I walk into the room. It makes it that much easier for me, one less question I need to ask. You’re kind of lucky that you don’t have to see it. Dad screaming your name over and over, mom pulling her hair out, curled up on the floor with her hand over her head as if she’s trying to protect herself from unseen blows. I check your Facebook page before I tell them you’re dead because it reminds me that I am talking about a person, someone they love; it quiets the voice in my head that is screaming at you right now shouting: ‘How could you do this to them, to people you are supposed to love!’” For the love of God, put down your phone, slow down, come to a complete stop, wear your seatbelt, go the speed limit, and drive like your life depends on it. Because it does. And if that’s not enough, drive like other peoples’ lives depend on it...because it does. Don’t ruin your family’s or our holiday season...
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Most likely, depending on traffic and circumstances. Done it before, as well as cleared dead fall and other storm debris from across a road. One was interesting. I was going downhill, and stopped to push a tree limb out of the way. My side of the street was the high side, other side was right next to a 10 foot drop into a seasonal creek. A guy going the opposite direction stopped and before I could warn him, he started pulling on it and almost instantly dropped out of sight. With both vehicles have their lights on anything off the pavement on that side of the road was pitch black. I took one step off the pavement and was into the creek. Heard my wife scream for me. I tried to grab roots and such to try to climb out. Yelled to her to get a chunk of line out of the truck. She was wearing a very long and heavy woven silk scarf. She took it off, tossed an end down to me and pulled me up. Then she helped the other guy. Next day my chest started getting a rash. Sort of like a hand print and some streaks. Seems some of the plants I had grabbed were poison oak, and when I got back on the roadway I had reached inside my shirt to scratch my chest and get some leaves out. Two days later my thorax was a mass of poison oak blisters. Took two weeks to stop itching. Another item I moved out of a traffic lane was a medium sized box. Right in the middle of an on ramp. I pulled over to clear it and saw it was an unopened box of Sonoma County Meat Company meats....think like Oklahoma Steak Company Variety Box.....and it was still frozen. Beef steaks, roast, hamburgers, pork chops, pork sausage, a few other things. Listed on their site as $150.
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Finally an answer! Why Chicagoans do not put ketchup on hotdogs
Subdeacon Joe replied to Pat Riot's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Nor did anyone say anything about "less flavorful." And I can't see a butcher saying "bad meat" when he meant poorer or less flavorful cuts. I interpreted "meat that was not good" and "bad meat" as spoiled or rancid. -
Finally an answer! Why Chicagoans do not put ketchup on hotdogs
Subdeacon Joe replied to Pat Riot's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Re: small pizzeria v. evil chains v. store brand take and bake. For me and my wife the difference in price point between the small family owned pizza place an the others isn't worth it. North of $45 for a 12 inch, compared to $30 from a national chain, or under $10 for a store brand (e.g. Safeway Select or whatever the Walmart brand is) take and bake. I'm not saying that there is no difference, but that for us it's not enough of a difference to justify the jump in price. -
Finally an answer! Why Chicagoans do not put ketchup on hotdogs
Subdeacon Joe replied to Pat Riot's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
OK, that's regular pizza cut into squares rather than wedges. As I said above.... Crusts from "the chains" is all over the place as far as whattheir standard thickness is, and usually you have several options, from barely there to more like foccaia baked with a hint of toppings. As was said above and I agree here: