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Frankly, if there’s a single organization I would not mind giving more tax money to, it’s NASA.
That said I always wondered if NASA’s “get shit done” abilities are a direct result of having to operate on a shoestring budget. As much as I’d like to see them get more funding, I do worry that increasing it too much will invite corruption like it seems to have done in every other federal organization. On the flip side, all those years of minimal funding means NASA really knows how to stretch a dollar…
Eh, I’d also attribute it to it being an agency run by engineers. No-bullshit compared to some other groups.
Privatize NASA. We’ll be on Mars in less than 25 years.
NASA has had so many projects that could’ve advanced space travel so much canceled because of funding problems. We could’ve been building Moonbases by now.
PRIVATISE NASA WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING HIGH
Look, in Britain, since our railways were privatised, a ton of them have steadily gone to shit while the fares have risen three times faster than inflation. Because the companies running them have what amounts to a monopoly, which they’d have even more of if you privatise NASA because you can’t get a bus to fucking Space.
When the railways were nationally owned, they just had to make enough money to run a fucking railway. Now they have to do that AND pay shareholder dividends, which means that corners are cut wherever they fucking can be, there’s delays and cancellations up the arse and the customers get shafted. AND OUR TAXES STILL FUCKING SUBSIDISE THEM. Companies have run railways into the ground and then handed them back because they weren’t profitable to them any more. Privatisation is an exercise in Applied Rights Without Responsibilities.
Privatise NASA and all it’ll get money for are which projects can be monetised, which will pretty much consist entirely of things that could be used by what we now quaintly refer to as ‘defence’ and our slightly more forthright forebears would call ‘warmongering’.
Private business won’t get us to Mars. It wouldn’t get us three fucking miles outside Earth’s atmosphere. Because it doesn’t give a shit about enriching humanity and scientific progress or any of that fun stuff. It wants what it always wants, which is to get paid and hoard its wealth like a fucking dragon. And you’d blithely hand over space exploration to people who’d happily charge you for every lungful of breathable fucking air, if they could, and probably would? Do that and you’ve let them put a fucking tollbooth on the road to the stars, you fucking wally.
Look, there’s a reason Star Trek takes place in a Future Socialist Utopia, for fuck’s sake. It’s because getting into space and the exploration of same has to be the end solely in and of itself, not the happy by-product of the same gaggle of old white men continuing to rake in enough money to make Scrooge McDuck look like a fucking pauper.
Jesus Christ, ‘privatise NASA’ person, if you want us to go to space that badly, you should just hand over your personal fucking spaceship, because whatever planet you’re from, it isn’t this one, clearly.
Oh gods no do not privatize NASA. Just take some Military Nonsense Money and put it in the NASA.
I have worked with NASA. I’m a student at Georgia Tech and work on Undergrad Research through ASDL.
Trust me when I say: Any Money Will Make Ass Kicking Happen
apparently when my dad was home from college one summer my nana asked if they could get high together so she could ‘know what pot tastes like’
my sister posted this oh my god
Michelle Alexander: White men get rich from legal pot, black men stay in prison
March 14, 2014
Ever since Colorado and Washington made the unprecedented move to legalize recreational pot last year, excitement and stories of unfettered success have billowed into the air. Colorado’s marijuana tax revenue far exceeded expectations, bringing a whopping $185 million to the state and tourists are lining up to taste the budding culture (pun intended). Several other states are now looking to follow suit and legalize.
But the ramifications of this momentous shift are left unaddressed. When you flick on the TV to a segment about the flowering pot market in Colorado, you’ll find that the faces of the movement are primarily white and male. Meanwhile, many of the more than 210,000 people who were arrested for marijuana possession in Colorado between 1986 and 2010 according to a report from the Marijuana Arrest Research Project, remain behind bars. Thousands of black men and boys still sit in prisons for possession of the very plant that’s making those white guys on TV rich.
“In many ways the imagery doesn’t sit right,” said Michelle Alexander, associate professor of law at Ohio State University and author of The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness in a public conversation on March 6 with Asha Bandele of the Drug Policy Alliance. “Here are white men poised to run big marijuana businesses, dreaming of cashing in big—big money, big businesses selling weed—after 40 years of impoverished black kids getting prison time for selling weed, and their families and futures destroyed. Now, white men are planning to get rich doing precisely the same thing?”
Alexander said she is “thrilled” that Colorado and Washington have legalized pot and that Washington D.C. decriminalized possession of small amounts earlier this month. But she said she’s noticed “warning signs” of a troubling trend emerging in the pot legalization movement: Whites—men in particular—are the face of the movement, and the emerging pot industry. (A recent In These Times article titled “ The Unbearable Whiteness of Marijuana Legalization,” summarize this trend.)
Alexander said for 40 years poor communities of color have experienced the wrath of the war on drugs.
“Black men and boys” have been the target of the war on drugs’ racist policies—stopped, frisked and disturbed—“often before they’re old enough to vote,” she said. Those youths are arrested most often for nonviolent first offenses that would go ignored in middle-class white neighborhoods.
“We arrest these kids at young ages, saddle them with criminal records, throw them in cages, and then release them into a parallel social universe in which the very civil and human rights supposedly won in the Civil Rights movement no longer apply to them for the rest of their lives,” she said. “They can be discriminated against [when it comes to] employment, housing, access to education, public benefits. They’re locked into a permanent second-class status for life. And we’ve done this in precisely the communities that were most in need of our support.”
As Asha Bandele of DPA pointed out during the conversation, the U.S. has 5% of the world’s population and 25% of the world’s prisoners. Today, 2.2 million people are in prison or jail and 7.7 million are under the control of the criminal justice system, with African American boys and men—and now women—making up a disproportionate number of those imprisoned.
Alexander’s book was published four years ago and spent 75 weeks on the New York Timesbestseller list, helping to bring mass incarceration to the forefront of the national discussion.
Alexander said over the last four years, as she’s been traveling from state to state speaking to audiences from prisons to universities about her book, she’s witnessed an “awakening.” More and more people are talking about mass incarceration, racism and the war on drugs.
IMPORTANT : I just wanna point out that its STEVE who gets the flirting started between him and Sam at the beginning of the movie. Sam is just moseying around the mall, going for his run, and this hot guy continually blazes past him had just has to rub it in that he’s totally outrunning him. And then it’s Steve who stops to chat, makes a teasing little comments, offers friendly competition, and then THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE. “Oh, that’s how it is?” Steve, you tryin’ to fuck. We see right through you.
As the movie progresses, it’s always Steve that seeks Sam out. He goes to the VA to visit him (just to visit, apropos of nothing), shows up at his fucking apartment when how does Steve know where Sam lives?
Upon my initial viewing of Cap 2 I really saw it as Sam fawning over Steve, but when I think about it, they’re definitely in mutual like but it’s really Steve that’s got a crush on Sam. Wants him in his life. I think the fandom has caught on to this as well because the influx of fic I’ve been reading features a lot of Steve being the aggressor towards Sam, and I like that. I love it. I want some more of it.
Sergeant Stubby, so named for his lack of a tail, was a stray pitbull found wandering Yale campus by some soldiers there during drill.
"He learned the bugle calls, the drills, and even a modified dog salute as he put his right paw on his right eyebrow when a salute was executed by his fellow soldiers."
He was smuggled into WW1 by a soldier, and allowed to stay when he saluted the man who would later become his commanding officer.
He was sent to the trenches where he was under constant enemy fire for over a month. He was wounded in the leg by a German hand grenade, sent to a hospital to convalesce, then returned to the front lines…
After being wounded in a gas attack, Stubby developed such a sensitivity that he would run and bark and alert the other soldiers of incoming gas attacks AND artillery attacks precious seconds before they occurred, saving countless lives. A canine early warming system.
He would go into no man’s land, find wounded men, shouting in English, And stay with them, barking, until medics arrived.
He once captured a German spy.
The spy, mapping out Allied trenches, tried to call to Stubby, but Stubby got aggressive and then chased down and attacked the spy when he attempted to flee, allowing Allied soldiers to capture him.
For this he was awarded the rank of Sergeant- the first dog to do so.
After helping the Allies retake Château-Thierry in France, Sergeant Stubby was sewn a uniform by the women of the town, on which to wear his many medals.
He went on to meet multiple Presidents, dignitaries and ambassadors and become the mascot of Georgetown University football.
There is nothing about this that is not magical.