The only thing stopping you from calling the water pipes in your house "copper-phosphorus pipes" is laziness and poor attention to detail.
Have you ever heard a single person, including plumbing professionals, call them "copper-phosphorus pipes"?
No. Because that's not how the English language works. You're the one who is too lazy and ignorant to figure out how people actually communicate in society.
Hint: The systematization your mind wants to apply to everything is not absolute. You need to figure out when to relax the formal logic rules when they start to result in absurd outcomes.
How much energy are we talking about?
I don't know if it's still strictly true, but they used to say that all of the antimatter that has ever been produced by humans has had enough combined energy to warm up a cup of coffee.
You win this year's Nobel Prize for pedantry.
So according to you, I can't call the water pipes in my house "copper", since 0.05% phosphorus was added to the material to accomodate brazing.
It definitely didn't originally mean "government approved"
That is exactly what it meant. Regulation (from Latin rex = king) means: per the King's law. Or as Wiktionary has it: Borrowed from Latin regulatus, perfect passive participle of regul (“to direct, rule, regulate”) (see -ate (verb-forming suffix)), from regula (“rule”), from reg (“to keep straight, direct, govern, rule”).
Why does this change make sense? Because you can't plant a flag and wave your dick if you're up there in zero G orbiting a planetoid.
You have to be standing on the surface, and that is what China is on track to do in a few years.
If I have my own source of electricity not relying on the grid, then that is my decision. If it makes business sense, why should I forego it? If it satisfies me as a hobby project, why should I abandon it? If the utility wants to pay me for my leftover electricity, why not sell it to the utility? This is none of your concern.
And the alleged problems for bird life are about the same than each single tree on the landscape. Yes, birds sometimes hit trees, because either they have misjudged their trajectory from the start (birds can be clumsy too), or because a sudden gust of wind blew them away. I sometimes find birds knocked unconsciously on our terrace, because they flew against the wall. Shit happens. To make this a problem of wind turbines is just arbitrarily and selectively projecting blame.
A sheet of paper is an ink-lined plane. -- Willard Espy, "An Almanac of Words at Play"