Showing posts with label hype. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hype. Show all posts

Monday, February 19, 2018

Check out Mitt Romney!

It was not so very long ago you could hear folks saying things like Utah was a great place for Mitt Romney to run as an anti-Trump Republican for the US Senate this year, and it almost sounded right because, sometimes, Romney would sound off on Trump, like after his racist Charlottesville comments.  Romney made it clear that Trump had revealed himself to be quite different than what Romney expected of him:

But he just doesn't know how to quit him. I would say this is because Romney has an overweening sense of ambition and self-regard that makes principle itself seem like a trifle. But then, one can not forget that Romney is, however nicely he presents himself, dirt--or so I have viewed him since he politicized a tragedy on 2012. 




Friday, October 17, 2014

Ebola is Serious Business 3: But it Would Make a Crappy Bioweapon

A long time ago, in a reality far, far away from my current internet persona, I spent a lot of time looking into the feasibility of bioweapons for, of all things, a fanfic I was working on. It involved a doomsday virus being used as a bioweapon, and I wanted to sound like I sort of knew what I was talking about. I decided viruses weren't even necessarily your best bet. Fuck it. I'd engineer a bioweapon that was bacterial--you just have more control with spirochetes or spores than getting all random with viruses. Ebola is pretty awful, but it's a piss-poor bioweapon.

See, a bacterium is generally anaerobic and you can keep it on hand, maybe distribute it in a targeted way. But let's say a terrorist had got hold of ebola the old-fashioned way--he caught it from someone. Since the incubation period is up to 21 days, he doesn't even know he's infectious until he has a fever and puts 2 and 2 together. Then he tries to travel. Let's say he's in a country known to have an ebola outbreak, and they are monitoring people for fevers--no trouble there: aspirin reduces fevers. So he takes a bunch of aspirin and an anti-emetic, and boards a flight to Europe.

TWGB: It's Raining Shoes!

  It certainly has been a minute, hasn't it? So, what brings me out of self-imposed blogging exile, if not something very relevant to my...