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...Commandeering a welder, they made a long cylinder from three 44-gallon drums, then rigged up a nose cone from an old hopper. "They got an old car seat and put that in the drum, and then they went looking for an astronaut,'' Arneth recalls. A runty stockman was chosen and inserted, too drunk to protest, into the cramped cockpit. In case he got thirsty on the moon, the men hung a water bag beside the car seat. Then they put some gelignite under the rocket, ran a trail of petrol to it, counted down from 10 and dropped...
...first thing we have to do is drop the Chosen People? marketing bit. It's not working. Not only is it not scaring people off as it was designed to do, but it comes off as sort of arrogant. I'm suggesting we change our official slogan to Just One of the Guys? or the People Who Believe in Most of Your Bible? or even the People Who, If History Is a Guide, Are Not Among God's Favorites.? We'll need to get Karl Rove involved...
...think that's why I'm funny. I think I'm funny because my family, my siblings were funny. I think that kind of loss can fuel how you lead your whole life. It would be more why I've chosen to treat my life more like a party than something to stress about...
...unbecoming look given what the agency nominally was.The grime accentuated the building’s weirdly Gotham feel—it is divided into two five-story wings which fan from a taller, and, might I add, completely useless center. Nowadays, everyone knows Sayansi because the chosen remedy to its erstwhile grunginess was to paint one wing a bright blue, and the other an equally radiant white. The two bodies of paint meet in a momentous curve that swoops from the South wing’s top floor to the base of the North wing. In a capital city full...
...such as “Gattaca,” where the quest for genetic perfection leads to a new, scientific apartheid, or “Blade Runner,” in which cloning has blurred the line between human and non-human beyond recognition. The way that society has chosen to deal with that fear is to hold scientists at arms length, to label them “the other,” to borrow a phrase, and pigeonhole them into crude caricatures—the necromantic Victor Frankenstein who yells “Eureka!” and laughs...