Word: speeded
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...flown to an altitude of 500 ft. above the mist, where it hovered until the turbulence of its downdraft traced a cir cular outline about 5,000 ft. in diameter on the upper layer of fog. The chopper then descended to 100 ft. above the fog and, at a speed of 30 m.p.h., began to fly in a gradually enlarging spiral pattern until it reached the edge of the circular outline. Within a minute, the fog began to fade away at the center of the circle. Ten minutes later, a clearing nearly a mile in diameter had been opened above...
Feinberg has long felt frustrated by Einstein's 1905 conclusion that velocities greater than the speed of light (186,000 miles per second) are absolutely im possible. Such speeds must be approached before man will ever be able to travel to distant stars, and Feinberg says that he does not "like the thought of being permanently confined by lim ited velocities to a small region around our solar system...
Tedious Trip. Spurred on by that hemmed-in feeling, Feinberg brazenly began questioning the inviolable Einsteinian speed limit more than a dec ade ago. But no matter how he analyzed the set of mathematical equations that define relativity, he could not es cape the conclusion that matter cannot be accelerated to the speed of light, to say nothing of higher velocities. The equations showed that at the velocity of light, the mass and energy of any ordinary particle would become infinite -a clearly impossible situation. Beyond it, his mathematics suggested, the mass and energy of the particle can only...
...John's command they all stood up. "Just let your eyes roam around the circle," John said. "Don't be embarrassed, but notice where your eyes want to stop and look; notice where they want to speed up and move on. Look at each other. Look at yourselves...
...frozen hand of nature, we battered and battled our ways into the train, and flung ourselves to the hard green bristles of its promiscuous lap. Mingling and yearning, touching and tonguing the mysteries of their separate tunnels of life, they slowly begin, as the train picks up speed, to give of themselves, and speak of their lives. "Do you go to school," the fair young boy asks the old man with a stubble beard and the bleary eyes. "I go to Harvard." The bleary eyes close and open again. "You go to HARVARD, says the girl with boots from across...