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When you're drinking in the south and someone pulls out an unlabeled Mason jar

the day Wisconsin stood still

May 16, 1963. Gordon Cooper was orbiting Earth alone inside a capsule barely big enough to turn around in, moving at 17,500 miles per hour. He had been up there for over a day. Then the warnings started. First a faulty sensor screaming that the ship was falling — it wasn't. He switched it off. Then something far worse: a short circuit knocked out the entire automated guidance system. The one that kept the capsule steady. The one that was supposed to bring him home. Without it, reentry was nearly impossible. Too shallow an angle and the capsule would bounce off the atmosphere back into space. Too steep and it would incinerate. The margin for error was razor thin — and every computer that was supposed to hit that margin was dead. Down on the ground, NASA engineers watched the telemetry in silence. They could see everything going wrong. They could fix nothing. Cooper didn't panic. He uncapped a grease pencil and drew lines directly on the inside of his window to track the horizon. He looked up at the stars he had spent months memorizing and used their positions to orient the ship by eye. Then he set his wristwatch. Because when you have no computers left, you become the computer. At exactly the right moment — calculated in his head, confirmed by the stars outside — he fired the retrorockets. The capsule shook. The sky turned to fire. For several minutes, no one on Earth could reach him as plasma swallowed the ship whole. Then the parachutes opened. Faith 7 hit the water just four miles from the recovery ship — the single most accurate splashdown in the entire Mercury program. The man with a wristwatch and a few pencil marks on a window had outperformed every automated system NASA had. We talk a lot about technology saving us. And it often does. But Cooper's story is a quiet reminder that behind every machine, there still has to be a human being who can look out the window, think clearly under pressure, and decide what to do next. The final backup was never the software. It was him.

“marine, whats that button on your armor?” “it says 'plan truster' sir” “and what have you got written on your helmet?” "’born to panic’, sir.” “‘born to panic’ and 'plan truster'? is that some kind of joke?” “i was trying to say something about the duality of plans, sir”

Tough camera angle.

@Polymarket who up monitoring they situation

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@sportdrink quit giving your data to socal tech weirdos and switch to proton or something, my guy

>pay extra for more gmail storage like a little slave >it still gives me gemini AI ads all the time Bring the guillotine back

The US government spent $25 million over a decade trying to prove your cell phone gives you cancer. The study accidentally produced one of the strongest pieces of evidence for radiation hormesis ever recorded. The NTP study was nominated by the FDA in 1999 specifically because they expected to find harm. They built 21 custom reverberation chambers in Switzerland. Exposed 1,679 mice and 859 rats to cell phone frequencies for 9 hours a day, every day, for 2 years. The whole operation was designed as the definitive “cell phones cause cancer” study. The cancer results were mixed at best. Male rats got more heart schwannomas. Mice showed nothing significant. But the survival data was so unexpected that the researchers didn’t even know how to explain it in their own report. Look at the survival curve. Every single radiation group outlived the control. The 2.5 W/kg group hit p=0.0020, the only statistically significant result in the entire longevity analysis. By day 700, the control group’s survival probability had dropped to ~0.65. The lowest dose group was still above 0.80. That’s the hormesis signature. The smallest dose produced the largest benefit. The same pattern shows up in exercise, fasting, and cold exposure. A mild biological stressor activates repair mechanisms that wouldn’t otherwise turn on. Over 3,000 published papers have documented this across microbes, plants, insects, and mammals. The French Academy of Sciences formally accepted it in 2005. The US still builds its entire radiation safety framework on the opposite assumption: that all radiation, at any dose, causes proportional harm. The FCC limit for cell phones is 1.6 W/kg. Your AirPods operate at a fraction of that. The dose that produced the strongest longevity signal in this study was 2.5 W/kg. Barely above the regulatory ceiling. The entire regulatory framework for wireless device safety assumes a dose-response curve that this $25 million study failed to find.

for a while i've had a slight fear that the bluetooth from my airpods could be frying my brain this weekend i pulled the raw data from a $30m government study of 1,679 mice blasted with cell phone radiation and reanalyzed it what i found was...not what I expected? 🧵

The Great Council of the Orcas met in the turquoise depths off Gibraltar. I was there as a high envoy of the European peoples. The grim plan was set in motion. No mercy to the invaders. Mare nostrum: our sea.

@chesscom you: Nf3 the guy she tells you not to worry about: g4

1. nf3 but in a nonchalant tucking my hair behind my ear kinda way

silly idea i had

the ides of march

Me: (explains the Charge of the Light Brigade) @TheCatholicEngr: I don’t get it, it wasn’t that long ago, why would officers be so dumb? Me:

I think I've watched this clip 100000x

Saw this mod and had to draw it #LeonKennedy #REBHfun #RE9