The revolution will eat Bloomberg’s people

Miguel posted a video this morning of protesters calling Bloomberg a fascist.

(To be fair, it’s hard for me to disagree with that assessment of Mr. McGunSodaVapingWalkingWhileTextingTransfatSugarBan)

But as history has shown us, the Revolution will always come for its own over purity tests.

Bloomberg might survive due to the amount of money he has in the bank.  Those who will pay the price are his supporters.

 

 

David Klion is a writer for Jewish Currents, which is a “Progressive, secular magazine” for the “Jewish Left.”  Really it’s a magazine for Communists who reject their Judaism but like to eat bagels and lox.

One would think that a Jew would uniquely understand the dangers of making lists of political enemies because Jews are pretty much always toward the top of those lists, but as I’ve said many times, Progressive/Leftist Jews stop being Jews and just become pure Leftists.

 

 

Matt Bruenig here is dispensing with the warning and going straight to making lists of names.

Every Socialist and Fascist (just two flavors of Leftist) government of the 20th century created lists of dissidents.  The people on those lists had their ashes scattered across Germany or were buried in mass graves in Poland or Siberia.

If the Democrat party manages to rig the primary to make Bloomberg “the Moderate” the winner, I have a feeling that the violence that we see directed toward his staff will be tantamount to what we’ve seen carried out by Antifa in Portland.  The Left always ends up destroying itself, and the Democrat offices and officials that will be responsible for this fix are located in deep blue states that have made room for Antifa in the past.

Normally I wouldn’t care if Leftists destroyed each other, but the revolution never has an “are we the baddies” moment.  The victors always end up being the worst and most extreme members.

Maybe I’m being overly negative, but what I see in the future for the Left is terrible for America.

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One that will be unpopular.

Protesters Chant ‘F***** Fascist’ At Bloomberg Rally in Virginia

 

Do you know what Bloomberg did? Laugh.
Why? Because he won.

At the end of the day, Virginians went to sleep and they woke up under the thumb of a bought Blue Legislature and Executive.

I know these kinds of demonstrations make for a somewhat therapeutical release, but they are at best chinese food: 30 minutes later you are still screwed up. You must prepare for the next battle and stop trying to win the one you already lost.

As for everybody else, specially Florida, get ready for November as they are coming for us. There are legislators leaving because Term Limits and we need to vet whomever is going to substitute them thoroughly.

And no Democrats, sorry Charlie.

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A cheesy movie that I love because it hits near and dear to my heart

My last post was about a shitty movie and in a few more before that, I wrote about the 737 MAX disaster.

That got me thinking about a very cheesy movie, that I happen to like called No Highway in the Sky.

Jimmy Stewart plays a nerdy and awkward engineer, what his British superiors call a “Boffin.”

What I love about this is that he’s a materials test engineer and failure analyst.

He is introduced in a lab where he is running a cyclic fatigue experiment.

The newest model aircraft for the company he works for is having crashes and he’s assigned to figure out why.  He suspects metal fatigue and is sent to one of the crash sites, just to discover that he’s on one of these airplanes approaching the flight hours at which he suspects failure will occur.

Of course, the executives don’t want to believe him that their new, state of the art, plane is unsafe.  He gets fires, just to be proven right in the end.

(Nudge, nudge, wink, wink, Boeing)

Some of the details are wrong.  Fatigue isn’t that predictable, S-N curves are scaled logarithmically so cycles to failure at a given load can vary by +/-  an order of magnitude.  Also, fatigue is not that sensitive to temperature.  There is thermal fatigue, which occurs due to cycles in thermal expansion.  The fatigue properties in metals change with microstructure, so they are different above and below the ductile/brittle transition temperature or above the austenite transition temperature.  But a difference of 40 degrees in aluminum isn’t going to change the fatigue life.

But I am willing to let that slide because this is the first and only movie I can think of where metal fatigue is the villain.

What’s more interesting is that this movie was released in 1951, and the de Havilland Comet was launched in 1952, and that is perhaps the most famous case of fatigue failure in commercial aircraft.

A de Havilland disaster movie – a la Sully (the 2016 film) – would be interesting.  There were a number of courts of inquiry that ultimately lead to fatigue being identified as the cause of hull losses.  Early crashes were blamed on pilot error which was actually a stall problem, which was turned into a different air disaster movie called Cone of Silence which was released in the US as Trouble in the Sky.

Despite the cheesiness and factual inaccuracies, I love this movie because a metallurgist is the hero.

It’s also what I used to do for a living, and would like to do again: failure analyst and materials test engineer.  This is related to an aviation job that I wouldn’t mind having called a damage tolerance engineer.

Materials test engineer: “What does it take to break it?  Let me find out by breaking it on purpose.”

Failure analyst: “Why did it break?”

Damage tolerance engineer: “How broken can it be before it totally comes apart and kills people?”

The general metallurgical principles are the same.  It’s something that I enjoy doing and happen to be really fucking good at.

The movie is available online, so if you are at all nerdy and technically inclined.

Also, if you know about a need for a failure analyst (full time or consultant) let me know in the comments, it would be appreciated.

 

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Taking a day off with the bride

We woke up this morning with ZERO wish to do a darn thing and we will cater to that wish by just lounging around the house enjoying each other’s company since it is a rainy day.

So, instead of a regular post, I give you a pretty pic to lust after.

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Hollywood, you suck. Sincerely, Jack London.

This hit me on the YouTube:

With all due respect to the great Harrison Ford, fuck you.

The Call of the Wild is perhaps my favorite book.  I cannot tell you how many times I have read it.  Dozens at least, maybe more.  It’s short, about 200 pages, and I can kill it in an afternoon.

The story focuses entirely on Buck.  Human characters come and go.

John Thorton only appears in the last half to third of the book.  Then, he’s killed by a bunch of Indians after striking it rich at his claim in the Yukon.  Buck then kills the Indians and runs off into the woods and fully embraces the call of the wild and becomes the leader of a wolf pack.

This movie is a perversion of what I believe is one of the best American novels ever written.

Also, a CGI dog?  That is just insulting.

It looks to be on the same level of abortion as the 1997 Starship Troopers movie (yemach shemo).

Call of the Wild, like Starship Troopers and Hatchet, is on my list of “if I ever had the money to start my own production company, I would make a true to the book film adaptation of it” list.

Except Starship Troopers deserves to be turned into a mini-series like Band of Brothers or Generation Kill, in order to capture all the political philosophy that makes the book as great as it is.  Starship Troopers, like Dune, was a political treatise with just enough plot to make it a novel and not a manifesto.

But I digress…

I’m not going to bother seeing Call of the Wild.  I hope this movie flops.  And as much as I love The Fugitive and Clear and Present Danger, Harrison Ford can go to hell for this travesty.

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They were all wrong

Telemundo asked the leading Democrat candidates who is the president of Mexico.

They all got the answer wrong.

The president of Mexico is Joaquin “El Chapo” Guzman.

He might not be the duly elected leader of the country, but the Mexican government surrendered to him back when they tried to arrest his son and cartel gunmen put Mexican federal law enforcement on the run.

 

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