On February 1st, an article was published by The War Zone, the military subsection of the automotive news site The Drive, reporting that Dr. Salvatore Pais had filed several patents including the following, all enabled by what he calls the “Pais Effect”:
Early this morning I read the news that Mark Cuban, owner of the Dallas Mavericks, had decided to end the pregame playing of the national anthem. I was glad to see it, and am disappointed that he has since changed his mind under pressure from the NBA.
According to The Athletic, Cuban at one point tweeted,
“The National Anthem Police in this country are out of control. If you want to complain, complain to your boss and ask why they don’t play the National Anthem every day before you start work.”
Most of us know that America has often been called a “nation of immigrants,” a place where even the poorest can arrive and work towards achieving that fabled American Dream, however one might define it. What most of us do not know is, the forced importation of Black men and women for slavery notwithstanding, prior to 1965 our nation’s system of immigration was mostly designed to allow only immigrants from Europe; i.e., only white immigrants.
That all changed with the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965 when America began to welcome immigrants from all over the world. For the next…
Dementia in general — and Alzheimer’s Disease in particular — is not just terrifying on a personal level, but heartbreaking for everyone involved. We operated an adult family home where almost all our residents had dementia, and I can’t think of a single disease or condition that frightens me more. As a result, I try to see what steps I can take to minimize my own risk as my hair turns ever grayer.
Alzheimer’s Disease is the most feared form of dementia, and it has a host of risk factors ranging from obesity, blood pressure, and diabetes to stroke, depression…
When one survives having seen certain death approaching, the memories of the experience tend to become hard-wired in one’s brain. Here’s my story, and I encourage readers to leave their own experiences, that we all may share the lessons learned along the way.
Back in the mid-80’s and early on in my Navy career, I was part of an alpine climbing group in Washington state. One weekend we summited Mount Ellinor, one of the shorter peaks in the Olympic Mountain range on the Olympic Peninsula west of Seattle, and we were transiting over to Mount Washington. It was an early…
January 6th, 2021 will probably be remembered by most as yet another date that will live in infamy. Some will decry it as the day when the fragility of our democracy was broadcast to the world in real time, while others (myself included) will see it as hard proof of institutional racism at the very highest levels of our government; after all, we all know what would have happened if it had been BLM protesters who broke through the police lines and onto the floor of the Capitol building, and even into the personal offices of members of Congress. …
Operation Overlord, the landings on the beaches of Normandy on D-Day, was the largest amphibious invasion in modern history, epic in every meaning of the word. Most Americans have been taught that this was the beginning of the end for Hitler’s reign of terror across Europe, that we were there to “personally shoot that paper-hanging son of a bitch” as General Patton so pithily promised in his speech before his Third Army.
But the key is the date D-Day took place: June 6th, 1944.
First off, while religion has much to do with this subject, this article is not about religion itself, but about how one’s life changes when one no longer celebrates religious holidays.
In 1992 I joined the Iglesia ni Cristo (Church of Christ), and we do not celebrate religious holidays. I was 29 at the time and had always celebrated Christmas without fail. Every year (unless I was deployed in the Navy) I’d get that tree and decorate it, and buy what gifts I could afford. When I joined the Church, however, all of a sudden I didn’t do any of…
“Eureka!” said the microbiologist
What do you get when you give a molecular biologist (with entirely too much time on his hands) access to a supercomputer, AI programming, embryonic genetic material from a frog, and sufficient funding? No, you don’t get this guy. Instead, you get something much scarier:
One of the most well-known tropes of science fiction is the space elevator (the Wiki lists scores of sci-fi, manga, and anime stories that use space elevators as a plot device). At first glance, the reason is obvious: relatively cheap transfer of mass from Earth’s gravity well into space.
The key words, however, are “at first glance”, for even with the great strides in economical spaceflight made by Elon Musk’s SpaceX and his competitors, sending mass from dirtside to orbit is expensive:
When the space shuttle was in operation, it could launch a payload of 27,500 kilograms for $1.5 billion…
Retired Navy. Inveterate contrarian. If I haven’t done it, I’ve usually done something close.