Apparently everything we thought we knew or understood about the Sun's heating up cycle is totally wrong, which means in 2012 it won't get hotter, but cooler. At least, that's how I'm reading the article. Kinda throws that whole 2012 armaggedon thing under the bus.
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I was looking forward to some great Northern Lights in 2012. If this guy is right, I might never see a spectacular aurora again. Such a pity.
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Wait...doesn't global warming lead to freezing? Oh yea, that's right, we are screwed no matter what! Yay!
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the global anthropogenic influence already goes many times over the anticipated effect of the sunspot cooling.
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*wince* That article is an egregious example of what is wrong with mainstream media's "science" reporting.
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When the world ended on May 21st, and we woke up in Hell except it was identical (for all intents and purposes) with life in general as we'd come to know it we pretended (as one might expect) to be surprised to be alive: "Look, I'm still here!" "There's my dog! My fingers!") Such is the humour of the (as yet) nameless.
Sunspots? There is no Sun.
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quote:Originally posted by Blayne Bradley: You said Egregious!
Did he use the word incorrectly, in your estimation? Because last I checked, and granted it's been a while, tropes are not bad.
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I think he just scans posts here looking for words or ideas mentioned on tvtropes. I happen to spend a good deal of time there myself (it's a disease), something like half of his posts contain at least one direct quotation of a trope title, and is usually followed by a reworded rehashing of whatever the general consensus on that trope's page is.
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quote:Originally posted by Dogbreath: I think he just scans posts here looking for words or ideas mentioned on tvtropes. I happen to spend a good deal of time there myself (it's a disease), something like half of his posts contain at least one direct quotation of a trope title, and is usually followed by a reworded rehashing of whatever the general consensus on that trope's page is.
He fixates on things because he has an Autism Spectrum Disorder. At least his fixation with tvtropes isn't as irritating or controversial as some of his other fixations.
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Your gender, your business. It's not my fault we have several posters with feminine sounding names who are men, and I can't remember which is which sometimes.
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Fine. So I'll have a hissy fit every time you call me "he", and that should help you remember.
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The sun is not as bright as it used to be. Something's wrong with the light. Uncanny, the feeling that these shadows are all slightly off kilter, not that I could put my finger on what it is, precisely. If I shut my eyes it feels different, the sunbeams or rays on my forearm, as if the speed of light isn't so sure of itself anymore. If I stare through my closed lids right into it, instead of the usual heavy red splotching,I can make out very specific geometric shapes, very black and somewhat disquieting. It's as if they're there, really, in that sun.
This is, perhaps, the limit of my investigative ability.
I'll be glad when this sun sets, if it even does that anymore.
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quote: Your gender, your business. It's not my fault we have several posters with feminine sounding names who are men, and I can't remember which is which sometimes.
I'm the same way with posters who have names that sound a lot like rivers.
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Unless we start posting demographic data under everyone's screen name, it's likely that many of us will continue to have different genders in someone else's head.
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quote: I'm the same way with posters who have names that sound a lot like rivers.
Balderdash! Rivers are historically masculine in western cultures.
quote: Fine. So I'll have a hissy fit every time you call me "he", and that should help you remember.
Deal.
This is one aspect of Czech that I really like. It's impossible to misconstrue the gender of the speaker, because the declensions are different. It presents a rather huge problem in translation, because you can write without gender in English, and you can't in Czech. There are not usually neuter declensions for animate objects.
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Just like yesterday, except today it's raining. A faint but constant dull ringing permeates the soundscape. It slips into the background if you let it, like now, except -- there -- it's tuned back in. This ringing is an analog, somehow, of the sun's rays falling on the backs of the clouds. I'd like to draw a causal relationship between the two phenomena, and I'd even go as far as to draw your attention to what seems a direct relationship between the varying intensity of the grey light and the shifting frequency of the ringing, not unlike the acoustic side-effects purported to accompany the Northern Lights, although most of those testimonials are those of solo travellers, taken by surprise at their tiny campfire (should they be so lucky as to locate any combustibles at those latitudes) in the neverending dusk of early August on the Barren Lands.
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Long before, the caribou had turned left at the pipeline, leaving us to fend for ourselves.
The regret I felt at the sight of your cedar strip canoe in flames was merely a tiny ornament hanging on an upper bough of the giant redwood of insanity which had sprung up amongst the deepening clouds of mosquitoes that engulfed first your rationality then my dialectic.
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My once hollow face, too often full of your meandering spirit, you pushing from the inside but never able to make anything of me, inhabited again.