No one needs an autonomous car, except for companies who want to make money without hiring humans.

All that money could be better spent on initiatives to better help real people, which is why we need to start taxing the bejesus out of rich people and corporations, and putting that money to effective use, directly.

If they have $5 billion to throw around, then they have too much money.

Well, this is bullshit.

"It was $1.49 when I pulled it from the shelf! Why is it ringing up at $1.59?"
"Market forces, dear. Gotta run to the register quicker, next time."

Israel killed dozens of American sailors in 1967, when they gunned-down, fired rockets at, and then napalmed the USS Liberty in international waters, after first jamming their emergency frequencies.

Israel can pound sand. They have never been anything but an albatross around our neck, and we would be better off, and richer, if we let them defend their own colonial, ethnic-cleansing asses against the millions of enemies they have created over 70 years.

I may, but you sound like a petulant child. Your contribution to the discussion is bad, and you should feel bad.

Reviewing some of your other comments, yeah, I peg you at about 12. Go home, your mom is calling.

So, my (M/54) story.

In Summer of 2017, a friend passed from cancer. A few weeks later was his memorial, and I took a few hours off from work to attend it. Before heading out, my boss asked me to haul a rotating display rack down from the loft. I was pissed, because on an already depressing day, now I had to deal with pulling an upper back muscle on top of everything else. It ached just like when I pulled a back muscle in high school, which I never forgot. I knew it would be with me a while, just as it was then. Man, my boss was a see you next tuesday.

I headed to the memorial, and, despite doing the standard stretching, twisting, and self-kneading to ease it, the pain would not give. The memorial event was over-attended (he was a great guy) for the venue size, and I arrived too late to get a seat indoors. So, I sat outside with the dozen or so other mourners, in the afternoon summer sun. And I could NOT f#cking get rid of the muscle pain. My brain started unconsciously doing certain calculations and comparisons, and it suddenly occurred to me that this might be a cardiac issue. So, I sat there, in a growing panic, while formulating my next steps: I would leave to head back to work (and air conditioning, which my car did not have), and maybe eat something. Yeah, that was it! I needed AC and food! So, I had some food and chilled in the AC at work, where the symptoms gradually eased and eventually went away.

One week later, I was getting ready for bed, and I got the same pain. Then, I also had other symptoms that I didn't associate with heart attacks, so I was damned confused. Therefore, I consulted Dr. Google, and I was reading symptoms on some hospital websites. They all seemed to have the same info (not entirely matching mine), until I got to the last one before heading to the ER. Yes, it had ALL the same damned symptoms listed, but, at the bottom of the page, it said that women have certain different symptoms, and I thought it must suck for women, because medicine is weighted for men, which means female symptoms get short shrift. Being naturally a curious minded individual, I read the ladies' reported rare symptoms.

Match.

A tiny voice--a tiny, toxic masculine voice--in my head, said, "but, Paul, you aren't a chick! Don't fail your balls!" And, after the slightest hesitation, I said back, "fuck you, you toxic little shit, but fuck you LATER, because I gotta get to the ER now."

In short, I was having about the worst heart attack you can have. It is usually fatal as fucking fuck, which is why they call it the "widow maker." I honestly would be dead right now, had I dismissed the reported female symptoms to protect my masculinity. Thank god I had the sense to just run with the info and go to the ER. I woke up in ICU to the beautiful feeling of morphine being injected in my arm, but otherwise feeling like someone had parked a Cooper Mini on me. Three days in hospital, and a few weeks before I could sleep on my side again. 0/10, would not recommend.

So, men: the most important advice I can give you from this experience is kill that toxic masculinity fucker in your head and throw him aside. If I had felt my balls threatened because I couldn't accept that my symptoms weren't all GUY symptoms, then I would be dead (or, rather, still dead, as they broke my ribs and shocked me back into this plane of existence).

[Related: I now can honestly quote one of my favorite Spock lines, in times of trouble: "I've been dead before." It always gives me a kick.]

Is the Senate no longer involved?

This, or more generally, large-scale carbon fiber construction.

Right, because Apple wants to look like they can't count from 4 to 5.

The original iPod also had none of that scale and ecosystem you're talking about.

Seems to me it's much, much easier than all that.

You need a base station and a penetrator. The penetrator is hooked to the base station via a tether that can play out. It has a nuclear power source that allows it to heat its exterior above the melting point of ice. The penetrator melts a hole, gravity pulls it down, and the tether gets nicely secured above it as the ice refreezes. Keep melting and playing tether out until you hit water, then do whatever - deploy a sub, sit around and look, etc.

And you know it's pain-free and euphoric... how?

If you tally it up, God is directly responsible for somewhere between 2 and 25 million deaths in the Bible. Satan is responsible for somewhere between 10 and 60.

It'd be possible to do in a sensible manner. If half the class falls in the "statistical abnormality" category, and they have the same or similar abnormality, there are some pretty good conclusions you can draw. The same for someone who consistently shows the same abnormality across multiple tests.

The response might not be to fail someone immediately, either. It might be to watch them more closely on future tests, or to swap out the suspected compromised test at the last minute without anyone but the professor knowing it'll happen.

The Shuttle has a higher payload to LEO than Ariane and Soyuz - IIRC, it's the only current launch system that can take some satellites up. The Falcon 9 Heavy has a higher payload than all three.