I just realized that George Jetson was born in 2022.
The farthest in the future that Marty McFly visited was 2015.
We have arrived. The future is here.
I just realized that George Jetson was born in 2022.
The farthest in the future that Marty McFly visited was 2015.
We have arrived. The future is here.
There are a number of images circulating online about what the earth would look like without water. Here is one of them:
There is something wrong with this graphic. It looks like you can see the ridges along the continents. Those are actually grossly exaggerated.
If the earth were reduced to the size of a bowling ball, and you’d swipe your fingertips over Mt. Everest, you would not feel the mountain. It would not be noticeable as a feature on the bowling ball. Likewise, if you were to scratch your fingernails over the Grand Canyon, you would not get caught in it. You would not even feel it. The earth without water reduced to the size of a bowling ball would be smoother than a real bowling ball, which has an occasional scratch here and there from normal use. The scratches on that real bowling ball, using that scale, are deeper than the deepest ocean trenches are on earth.
If the earth were the size of the period at the end of this sentence, then the Milky Way would be the size of the continental United States.
That big.
At that scale, the Andromeda Galaxy would be a pinwheel about twice the size of the continental United States, floating about 40,000 miles out in space, or about a quarter of the way to the moon.
Now look at the earth again: —> .
Today during a walk it occurred to me that the word for butterfly is seemingly beautiful in all the languages, at least the ones I know:
How cool are those words?
The south-east corner of Montana is closer to Texas than to the north-west corner of Montana. I know you’re all going to run and check your maps now.
I was born some 45 years after it crashed and was collected, and I now get to marvel about it. The simple fact that we even know this, and can establish this much detail about the history of this one rock is fascinating.
Dust in the wind, we are.
Multiple fragments of the Nakhla meteorite fell to Earth on June 28, 1911 near the village of El-Nakhla in Egypt. Its crystallization age has been determined to be 1.38 billion years.
About 11 million years ago, an impact event ejected this rock from the Martian surface, after which it traveled through space and crashed into our planet in 1911.
In 1822, Rowland Hussey Macy was born on Nantucket Island, Massachusetts. At the age of 15 he hired on at the whaling ship Emily Morgan. As sailors often got tattoos, and still do today, Rowland had a red star tattooed on his hand. After he left whaling at age 21, between 1843 and 1855, he opened four retail dry goods stores to serve the mill industry employees of the Haverhill, Massachusetts area. All those stores failed, but he learned from his mistakes.
In 1858 he moved to New York City and established a new store named R.H Macy Dry Goods at Sixth Avenue on the corner of 14th Street in Manhattan. On the first day of business, his sales totaled $11.08.
The tattoo on his hand became the logo of his company.
When browsing Reddit today I learned something about how people communicate with family in remote parts of the world. Here is a girl from Australia that grew up on a very remote island in the Solomon Islands (tropical islands east of Papua New Guinea). Here is her account:
We don’t have phones but we do have battery powered radios. Normally if we are coming we have to tell that station to broadcast our arrival. What will happen is at maybe 6 I think, they have a messages segment. If your family is lucky, they will hear that you’re coming on so and so date and prepare for your arrival. Funny story about this. My sister and her husband traveled there and the radio host got the wrong date. So my sister and her husband arrived but there was no one there to pick them up. They were lucky enough to catch a ride with some other people but we were very surprised when we saw them walking up the shore.
Then somebody responded from Manitoba, Canada, not so far away from us at all:
The weeks just slip by. I enjoy my work and I enjoy my leisure activities. Like most people, I start my work week on Monday and the days roll by. Since I have always enjoyed my work, I never succumbed to the “Thank God it’s Friday” attitude that seems so pervasive in our popular culture.
I sometimes marvel at the Facebook entries of young people and how they look forward to hump day (Wednesday) because it’s closer to Friday, which signals the start of a weekend that goes by too quickly.
As a business executive, I have noticed over the years that I have conflicting priorities regarding weeks and their passage.
Since there is always good news in the future, like the signing of a new contract, the meeting of a major milestone and the associated progress payment and resulting positive cash flow, I find myself waiting for next week, next month, and next quarter – so the good event can happen. It’s like waiting for my birthday or Christmas as a child, except it’s constant and ongoing. I am basically wishing my life away by looking forward to these future events.
On the other hand, as the weeks roll by, I am critically aware of how I am getting older, how the top of the hourglass now has much less sand in it than the bottom. I don’t want the weeks to pass. I want the days to last longer. I don’t want the end of the month to come because that’s when the rent and the other bills are due.
Today I came across this wonderful article that helped me visualize my life in weeks on the WaitButWhy blog:
If you multiply the volume of a .05 carat diamond by the number of weeks in 90 years (4,680), it adds up to just under a tablespoon.
This just blew me away, as did most of the charts of this wonderful article. It should be required reading for every young person. If you’re under 30 now, and you are reading this, do yourself a favor and check out Your Life in Weeks. It will change the way you think and it may well change what you do when you get up after reading this post.
And if you’re older, like me, it will do the same.
In this video, Neil deGrasse Tyson tries to put into perspective how much $50 billion is – in his unique, clever way. You have to watch it.
However, after Neil’s clever video, I couldn’t help myself:
This is the largest U-Haul trailer you can rent – the 26-footer. Most of us have been inside one of those before. I certainly have. I once moved across the country in one of those. They are huge.
Now say you filled it up with one-dollar bills, from bottom to top, even in mother’s attic. The bills are not just stuffed in, they are neatly stacked and carefully arranged to get as many into the truck as possible.
How many trucks would you need to haul $50 billion?
You would need 1,245 U-Haul trucks (yes one thousand two hundred and forty five) to haul 50 billion dollars.
“Panem et circenses” is what the average Roman said when the emperor asked the people what they wanted. “Bread and circuses” or “bread and games” was their answer.
We do just that now. We pay millions of dollars to grown men that play kids games on television, we pay their coaches three times what we pay our university presidents and 12 times what we pay our tenured professors, and we are happy with that.
Judge Judy on television makes $123,000 a day, or about $45 million a year. The Chief Justice of the United States Supreme Court makes $217,400 a year. Associate Justices make $208,100 a year. Therefore, Judge Judy makes over $43 million a year more than the nine Supreme Court Justices combined.
Panem et circenses!
I found this collection of maps that I ended up quite some time perusing. Many are amusing but not to be taken too seriously. Others are right on and actually very informative.
Check out particularly:
Maps of countries not using the metric system:
Countries where homosexuality is a crime:
And finally, the upside down map. It is completely arbitrary that somehow, in history, somebody decided to have north on top. Had they decided that south should be on top, this is what our world would look like. China is suddenly “the middle empire.” Wherever we are on the map, our outlook changes completely.