I've heard it called summer and winter mode. And yeah, you have it right, hot air rises, cool air sinks. Switching it to "winter mode" in the summer is retarded, the point of the fan is to move air around, encouraging evaporation from your skin, keeping you cooler.
I was aware of some of what he said. I encountered people being "scooped" before, and thought it was outrageous that they wouldn't publish their work. I went through extreme bouts of depression and burnout myself, and saw the pettiness and vindictiveness among academics.
What I didn't know about was how important the "h-score" was. I only recently heard about it regarding the room temp superconductor, and it seemed sketchy then. I really didn't know about people buying their way onto papers. Maybe that means where I'm at isn't as bad, simply because that's not something happening here.
βThe Suicideβs Soliloquyβ by Abraham Lincoln
Here where the lonely hooting owl
Sends forth his midnight moans,
Fierce wolves shall oβer my carcase growl
Or buzzards pick my bones.
No fellow-man shall learn my fate,
Or where my ashes lie;
Unless by beasts drawn round their bait,
Or by the ravensβ cry.
Yes! Iβve resolved the deed to do,
And this the place to do it:
This heart Iβll rush a dagger through,
Though I in hell should rue it!
Hell! What is hell to one like me
Who pleasures never knew;
By friends consigned to misery
By hope deserted too?
To ease me of this power to think,
That through my bosom raves,
Iβll headlong leap from hellβs high brink,
And wallow in its waves.
Though devils yell, and burning chains
May waken long regret;
Their frightful screams, and piercing pains,
Will help me to forget.
Yes! Iβm prepared, through endless night,
To take that fiery berth!
Think not with tales of hell to fright
Me, who am damnβd on earth!
Sweet steel! come forth from out your sheath,
And glistβning, speak your powers;
Rip up the organs of my breath,
And draw my blood in showers!
I strike! It quivers in that heart
Which drives me to this end;
I draw and kiss the bloody dart,
My lastβmy only friend!
A lot of them get to step one, and then either walk it back or don't get what's going on and so have inconsistent ideas. For instance "I don't hate people with gender dysphoria, just authoritarian trans people who force their views on everyone."
Drones have limited range, and so are dependent on infantry. Infantry are cheap, so wars get stalemated, be it Ukraine or Afghanistan.
I think the future of air combat is reviving and producing huge numbers of older aircraft from the 40's and 50's, and modernizing them, possibly replacing them with ai pilots in the far future. Then support them with a small number of highly advanced aircraft that can patrol and engage at long range.
The impression I, and I think most people, had was that newer stuff was radically better than older stuff, but it turns out it's not really significantly better. Mobile artillery is mobile artillery, no matter how old it is. Aircraft is in a similar situation. Modern fighters are stealthy and can engage well past visual range, so "dogfighting" is dead. Old aircraft that are not like this are obsolete and are dangerous to fly.
The example is the first Iraq war. Sadam had one of the largest armies in history, and was ready for the "mother of all battles". Instead a smaller but highly sophisticated invading army picked it off with minor casualties. The lesson supposedly was that smaller but more advanced units were better than lots of units.
But when you think about it, none of this makes sense. How is a tank from 1970 worse than a tank from today? It has more armor, a larger gun, is better at deflecting rounds, maybe the turret spins faster, or it's able to track targets better. But at the end of the day, none of this matters if the training isn't where it needs to be. And it really does not matter if someone lobs a piece of metal so dense that it will go through your tank like butter regardless of the armor.
Also, there's the cost factor. The bigger your tank, the more expensive it is, and the harder it is to repair or replace. When you can't have a lot of them, then what? Smaller tanks to support them? Then we're back to 1970's tech. The same story with airplanes. At a certain point, if you are afraid to use your super advanced air superiority jets because they're too expensive to risk losing in an accident or a statistical situation where someone inevitably gets lucky, then it's almost like you don't even have them.
You ever notice how people like Destiny to this fake laugh whenever anyone wastes time trying to explain something to him?
I thought it was a way to deflate someone. Typical mean girl technique, same as saying "ew". But what if these people are a victim of Pavlovian conditioning?
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