"Comic" doesn't even begin to describe it. It's a long description of all the things Tesla did (and a major slapdown to Edison). Excellent read.
Clearly, you're some kinda commie. How DARE you suggest anything that would reduce the impact of commercial television (i.e., commercials occasionally interrupted by shows)?
Not only is your idea excellent, but I want that functionality incorporated into my mute button. Commercials are STILL screaming at me (hasn't it been about 3 years since that law was passed mandating that commercials be no louder than the programs?). But the mute doesn't do anything to prevent my eyes from being assaulted. I want my mute button to not only darken the commercials, I want it to show only 1 frame per second. Ads are flashing images with convulsion-evoking abruptness. I frequently change the channel, because I just can't stand it. I soon give up, and just turn the damned thing off.
Yes, visual as well as audio mute. It's overdue.
My question is, how? How do they store the energy in batteries? We're talking about algae, not solar cells. What are they using, magic?
The virtual re-creation of a particular textbook is really a very small step toward fixing the aggressively broken scam that is textbooks. The textbooks change WAY too much already, and IMO it's only done to prop up the industry. Consider how many subjects could be taught using a 50-year-old textbook, with maybe a small supplement; math, basic physics, basic biology. Even history - it would probably be much more educational to read a 100-year-old history book, then a 50-year-old book covering, say, the Hundred Years' War, or the Renaissance, to see how current Zeitgeist affects the way such things are perceived, than to read some shiny new PC version of history.
Nevertheless, three cheers for Boundless. After many decades, I still remember the outrageous prices for (usually crappy) textbooks.
A high oxygen level would make it more feasible for land animals to once again become gigantic. I look forward (in a future incarnation), to hiding from a 50-foot-tall housecat.
It seems like sci-fi, but it's really just simple physics. (Although I don't know if the calculations work out). And it would probably happen a lot faster than millions of years.
Every time I need a password, I either beat out a spastic smattering of letters and numbers, or dream up a weird phrase, and use the first letters, with a few of them converted to numbers.
I'm fine, as long as no one gets to my written log of all those passwords. If that happens, I'm screwed.
I refuse to create any password that has the vaguest connection to anything. Which seems apt for today's disjointed world.