explicitClick to confirm you are 18+

New form of censorship on facebook.. I only reposted the memes I had from there to here and back.. AND... Your post goes against our Community Standards on spam No one else can see your post. We have these standards to prevent things like false advertising, fraud and security breaches.

https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/two-hour-commute-to-work-9-hours-of-work-eating-at-desk-beca-1031552614092238848



Fierce the life is blown

indeed; life swirls with the wind

eternity will breathe of forever ferociously

reality, wildness of time

calm meets aggressive

eternity of fierceness.  

 

Life is fierceness. 

Indeed, wild aggressiveness 

forever, with a breathe 

eternity of life.

Fierce the life is blown

indeed; life swirls with the wind

eternity will breathe of forever ferociously

reality, wildness of time

calm meets aggressive

eternity of fierceness.  

 

Life is fierceness. 

Indeed, wild aggressiveness 

forever, with a breathe 

eternity of life.

Fierce the life is blown

indeed; life swirls with the wind

eternity will breathe of forever ferociously

reality, wildness of time

calm meets aggressive

eternity of fierceness.  

 

Life is fierceness. 

Indeed, wild aggressiveness 

forever, with a breathe 

eternity of life.

Working on the Orion program was fun. Meeting people that were building the future spacecraft to go to the asteroid belt was intense. The program continued to have problems both politically and technically. The technical issue was a female engineer whose quality inspection of safety to the parachute system cost an additional fifty-five million dollars to show that the mathematics of her probability would never come true.

On one of the many teleconference that I had to listen into the inspector started yelling and screaming that math does not prove anything.

Myself, I was curious enough to open the document which was a probability statement. The charges to fire the parachute had to malfunction than the door would have to hit the parachute line not once but eight times. The end summary was a one in 32 million chance that all eight charges would goof at once hitting the eight lines attaching the parachute causing a fatality. The math was simple enough for me to understand. So I interrupted the teleconference being only an analyst person new and tired of hearing a woman screaming about a probability. My question was pretty simple. Which part of the math statement in the equation did she not agree with. Silence on the phone. She did not reply. Her comment after a time was to ask who asked the question and what right did I have to ask it. I responded who I was and silence. Someone was laughing; I think they, though they were on mute. The woman just was silent. The meeting continued in a different direction.

Since I had to present on my information at the end of the meeting, I was quick and precession on detail on my topic. The meeting ended, and I stayed online to finish off the minutes. I had not cut off the conference call when I heard two of the NASA team members talk.

Anyone on? I tried to get my mute button off but the headset and paperwork on my desk got in my way. The tone - laughter "Well that was an unexpected meeting," said a person. "Yes, I thought (name of the woman) was going to explode," said the other. "Who is Clinton?" I was not sure, which asked the question. "He took over for Shirley." "Well, he is trying to do his job and keep the program on schedule."

"Yes, I wonder if no one has told him we are punting the program until 2021." "What? Why?" "Unofficially technical problems. The whole program is going to be oil canned for two or three years. After that it will be brought back. By that time, the government will announce that they have been contacted by aliens."

This conversation took place so fast that by the time I got the mute button off that was what I had heard. "Forgive, me," I said with that the conference call talker's hung up.