Word: scrap
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...through-college channeling system provides, we also have the necessity of creating our own lives. The ones that have been planned for us, have already been lived, and there is no sense for us to follow their futile path, carrying our cog's world of American culture to the scrap heap. In exchange for having to live through some of the greatest horrors the world has ever seen, we are left to our creativity to find our own direction...
...replace aluminum wherever possible. Statistics give the reason: making a ton of aluminum takes 17,000 kw-h of power, while a ton of steel requires only 2,700 kwh. In addition, steel products, especially cars, could be redesigned for easier and fuller reuse. To reclaim a ton of scrap steel in an electric furnace requires only 700 kwh. Another plus for steel would be a return to "tin" (mostly steel) cans that rust away, compared with aluminum cans that last and litter the landscape for decades...
...through-college channeling system provides, we also have the necessity of creating our own lives. The ones that have been planned for us, have already been lived, and there is no sense for us to follow their futile path, carrying our cog's worth of American culture to the scrap heap. In exchange for having to live through some of the greatest horrors the world has ever seen, we are left to our creativity to find our own direction...
...simple magnifying glass, focusing the sun's rays, can scorch a piece of wood or set a scrap of paper on fire. Solar radiation can also be concentrated on a much more awesome scale. It can burn a hole through thick steel plate, for example, or simulate the thermal shock of a nuclear blast. It can, that is, with the aid of a super reflector of the sort that has been set up by French scientists high in the Pyrenees. Ten years in the building, the world's largest solar furnace is a complex of nearly...
...opening night. This is called Elly Stone. Oddly enough, in the early years of her career, Elly seemed a sure showbiz loser. In the '50s she sang her way cross-country with her first husband, an itinerant magician. They slept and nearly froze in a Kansas scrap-car lot; they lived on bananas in Florida; they starved; they split. Elly played club dates and even a carnival-all without recognition. She failed in the Catskills. In a Manhattan boite she appeared briefly with Raconteur Jean Shepherd. "Relax," he told her. "These are the good old days...