from russia with love

a report about From Russia With Love done by me

I watched the second James Bond film. It is called “From Russia With Love”. At the start James Bond is with his best friend the golfer Silvia Trench who he met in 1962. Even though now it is 1963 she is still around and they are having a picnic. But then James Bond hears his pager dinging so he uses his car phone to call the head office. For a mission tool James Bond gets a tear gas exploding suitcase from his friend Q. James Bond goes to Istanbul and drives around with Ali Kerim Bey until they get to a Gypsy camp. Then James Bond gets to be best friends with two gypsies at the same time named Vida and Zora who were fighting each other and then afterward don’t fight each other anymore. When James Bond gets back from gypsy town Tatiana Romanova wants to be best friends so they can steal a typewriter together.

Even though Dr. No died from boiling a year ago, his baddie friends are still angry at James Bond. Five people are the most angry. They are a team of baddies and only one of them doesn’t die for being mean.

  • One person is Kronsteen and he is a good chess player so everyone thinks he will be awesome and do the best schemes. He is called “number five” by his teammates. He was wrong about his schemes so he gets a poison boot knife in him and dies in seven seconds. Kronsteen’s schemes were the best though because the next idea after killing Kronsteen is to attack James Bond using a helicopter armed only with grenades. That is a stupid idea so the helicopter dies by a dropped grenade.
  • One person on the team does lots of talking but the camera always forgets to point at his face just like happens to Doctor Claw on Inspector Gadget. He is the only one that lives. He is called “number one” by his teammates. He rarely deviates from a purely authoritarian leadership style based on a fear model. If the internal mortality rate were not so high I think this would lead to a lack of cohesion in the team over the long run.
  • One person is Rosa Klebb and she is the only lady on the team. She is called “number three” by her teammates. She used to work for the Russian team but she quit that team and now she is on this team. She uses lies to trick Tatiana Romanova into joining the baddies team for a while but eventually Tatiana Romanova kills Rosa Klebb by a shooting.
  • One person is Morzeny and he is very very mean. He does the poison boot knife stabbing on Kronsteen for using bad schemes and then tries to shoot James Bond when they are in boats so James Bond lights Morzeny on fire.
  • One person is Red Grant but he pretends to be Agent Nash from Station Y for a disguise and calls james Bond the name Old Man. I think that is weird. Red Grant wants to keep James Bond alive long enough for James Bond to steal the fancy typewriter with Tatiana Romanova. After that Red Grant wants to kill James Bond and take the typewriter but Red Grant doesn’t like to breathe tear gas so James Bond kills him in the neck with a string.
number one uses an affiliative leadership style with his cat

number one uses an affiliative leadership style with his cat

The bad team uses code names for some of their evildoers that only involve odd numbers. At first when I saw Kronsteen and Rosa Klebb I thought they were using only prime numbers but then I saw number one and number one is not a prime number. Also it’s not prime numbers because there was no number two but I thought maybe they just skipped that because it would be a crappy name.

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max q

After my video post yesterday I got a few questions from a friend:

So, why do things entering Earth’s atmosphere tend to burn up (eg, meteors/asteroids) while spaceships [taking off] do not? Is it because the foreign bodies are entering an atmosphere, encountering more and more resistance the closer they get, while a spaceship is leaving the atmosphere, and therefore the resistance and accompanying friction?

In short, “yes”.

It turns out that the resistance isn’t actually due to friction though. It is due to air compression. When you move fast enough through the air (or anything) you need to push out of the way the stuff that was occupying the space you want to occupy. If you do this fast enough you compress the air in front of you. Remember the grade 10 chemistry classic: PV=nRT? If you crank up the pressure, the temperature increases correspondingly.

A couple of details are worth looking at to flesh this out a bit. The first is that acceleration due to gravity plays only a minor role when something enters the Earth’s atmosphere. Dropping something from above the Earth is much less catastrophic than you might think. XKCD explores this a bit with a look at dropping a steak from various altitudes. Most of the speed that needs to be bled off when landing a shuttle is actually the speed that was needed to be in orbit, not speed accumulated due to falling toward the Earth’s centre. Put the other way around, the energy needed to get into orbit is mostly needed to get moving fast enough to orbit, relatively little of it is needed to get high enough to orbit. When you come back down, you need to slow back down. Carrying up enough fuel to slow down gracefully would be challenging at best, so aerobraking is used.

Now to the pressure difference between takeoff and landing.

It is pretty much as you described, but here is a bit more detail. During liftoff the Space Shuttle would reach maximum dynamic pressure at about 42 km altitude. At this point it is travelling about 1 km/s and is generating a pressure wave of about 1,500 N/m² on the nose of the shuttle. But, as you pointed out the air is getting thinner, so that pressure starts dropping – so much so that the shuttle is throttled up at this point. The leading edge of the shuttle does not warm appreciably.

On reentry the shuttle hits the atmosphere going about 7.5 km/s. At first there is almost no air, but the shuttle is going super fast. At an altitude of 70 km there is less than 1/10,000th of the sea level atmospheric pressure so is generating a pressure wave of about 2,700 N/m². And this is increasing as the shuttle descends and air density increases (exponentially). Creative flight angles are used to try to slow down with some elegance but the shuttle still gets hot enough to glow.

Meteors are generally travelling even faster when they hit the atmosphere and exhibit very little aerodynamic elegance so they explode.

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get blasted

Back when I was still high on the excitement from my trip to Florida to watch the final launch of Atlantis I wrote a bit about the pre-launch sequence. The coolest part of the ground sequence, I think, is the bit described in the last two paragraphs. I was re-inspired to write about it when I watched a cool video that follows the solid rocket boosters up and down. It gives a great view of my favourite part of the launch.

Basically, the last ten seconds is where shit starts to get super rad. The hydrogen burn-off ignitors light first to make sure any pre-launch or post-abort exhaust burns below the shuttle (hydrogen is very light so it would flow up the side of the shuttle otherwise). That is when I start grinning. With 6.6 seconds to go the three main engines start and take a few seconds to come to a full burn.  If full thrust doesn’t happen in six seconds, that is the last chance to do a pad abort.  At this point the shuttle is bolted to the orange tank, the orange tank is bolted to the solid rocket boosters and the solid rocket boosters are bolted to the ground. Everything is nicely balanced. Except that the three main engines just started dumping over 5500 kN of thrust. This causes the whole assembly to rock backward for three seconds and then it starts rocking forward again. Just as it returns to the balance point we hit time zero – pyrotechnic charges blow off the eight bolts clamping the solid rocket boosters to the ground – and we have liftoff.

An elegant symphony of physics, I think. Watch for the shuttle to rock back and forth just before liftoff in this super rad video that follows the life of the (reusable) solid rocket boosters during a typical launch.

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kempt

All that rambling about funky senses, Harry Kemp gets it:

The Spring blew trumpets of color;
Her Green sang in my brain —
I heard a blind man groping
“Tap — tap” with his cane;

I pitied him in his blindness;
But can I boast, “I see”?
Perhaps there walks a spirit
Close by, who pities me, —

A spirit who hears me tapping
The five-sensed cane of mind
Amid such unguessed glories —
That I am worse than blind.

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sensibilities

Having spent some time reflecting on the electroreceptors of the goblin shark I decided to read up on some of the rad senses of non-humans. Here are a few of the highlights.

Some sharks have a sense of smell so sensitive they can tell direction based on which nostril it hits first (analogous to our direction finding with ears). Someone once asked me if I think dogs smell in colour. Scientifically I don’t really get what this means but philosophically it seems like a great way to spend a walk through a forest and a terrible way to spend a trip on the subway.

Some snakes see in the infrared so they can hunt you at night. Bees can see in the ultraviolet. They can also detect and differentiate light polarizations. I think this means bees can watch 3D movies without the dorky glasses.

Echolocation is gnarly. Pretty much hearing plus plus. Have you ever looked at sonar imagery? Or an ultrasound? That shit is tough to figure out. Kudos to cetaceans and bats. I have no idea how an orca can echolocate the difference between a scuba diver and a harbour seal or sea lion. Pretty cool that they eat whales, sharks, birds, fish, squid, and seals but not humans. But captive orcas sometimes kill their trainers or feeders by dragging them to the bottom of the pool and holding them there. I take this to mean that orcas are capable of experiencing the emotion called “I’m pissed off that you keep me in a cage so let’s play a game called who-can-hold-their-breath-the-longest.” Then they echolocate the body and bring it to the surface for disposal. Also, they sometimes regurgitate fish to the tank surface to lure in seagulls and then eat the gulls. That isn’t echolocation but it is clever.

Many migratory creatures are capable of magnetoreception. Birds obviously. Bees again. Bees are rad. They communicate by dance. The direction of a food source is shared using a series of loops that correlate to the angle between the sun at the horizon, the hive, and the food source. They use wiggles and bum shakes to convey distance. This got mostly figured out in the sixties. In the nineties the mathematician daughter of a beekeeper figured out the geometric equations. It involves projecting objects from a six dimensional flag manifold down to two dimensions (whatever that means). Adjusting for local fluctuations in the earth’s magnetic field and the sensitivity of a bee species’ magnetoreceptors it is possible to predict the dance for a food source. Apparently cows can do magnetoreception too but with less bum dancing, they just stare north and south a lot. Fruit flies are on the list. Magnetoreception is powered by a protein called cryptochrome. Cryptochromes are also used to detect light. Maybe that isn’t too surprising given that light is electromagnetic radiation. Humans have cryptochromes but apparently those ones aren’t wired for magnetoreception. If you transplant them into fruit flies though, the fruit flies will use them just fine.

Sharks aren’t the only beasts with electroreceptors. Dolphins rock at it and are one of the only mammals with this power. They will sense the electric fields coming from submerged beasts on the ocean floor. Then they will scrounge and eat. Also: monotremes. Equidnas can do it. Knuckles is probably the most famous echidna. He is famous for being a foe and then friend to Sonic The Hedge Hog, not for electrolocating stuff. Echidnas aren’t related to hedge hogs even though they have spineties that look similar. Echidnas lay eggs because they are monotremes. Everyone knows about the other monotreme. The platypus is way better at electroreception than echidnas are. They close their eyes when diving underwater and root around in the mud with their duck-bill. Except the duck-bill detects the electric fields of mud critters and then eats them. Also it has a venom claw on its back feet. A venom clawed, electrosensing, egg laying mammal. Wowza. Probably a hoax.

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goblin sharks

During a recent trip on BC Ferries I had the pleasure of receiving tutelage from Coastal Naturalist Stefan. He was presenting on the topic of “sharks” and asked what words come to mind. I suggested “godless killing machines”. He agreed so much he brought it up again later. He also tried to convince people that some sharks are not godless killing machines.

To that I say “irrelevant”.

My case in point: THE GOBLIN SHARK.

The goblin shark is pretty much the scariest ever. It has a spring loaded rapid extendo jaw that is used annihilate stuff constantly. My secretary found this telling video.

what is it trying to eat? It does not care.

I think it is trying to eat Megatron.

My first reaction was one of abject fear. The stats on these bad boys suggest this is indeed the best reaction. Only about 50 times since the1890’s have sightings of this thing resulted in survivors. The largest recorded was over 6 m long. The extendo mouth has 30 – 60 rows of teeth on each of the top and bottom. There is no data on their lifespan or breeding habits – only that they have been around for over 100 million years. It used to eat dinosaurs. Now those are extinct so it eats whatever the hell it wants.

Wikipedia says goblin sharks have anal fins. I don’t know what those are but I am pretty sure it means these duders are literally bad ass. It lives everywhere it wants to and teeth from it have been found in communications cables on the ocean floor over a kilometre down. Sometimes it comes into shallow water because it feels like it.

Its long snout is used as an antenna. It picks up the electromagnetic fields that emanate from bioelectrical synapses in living creatures. Then it eats them.

It has been around so long it is obviously immune to climate change.

I bet it would eat chuck norris and then not even burp.

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scavenge that!

The sequel to last year’s scavenger hunt happened last night. I enjoyed it.

It is documented here:

http://scavengethis.wordpress.com/

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dr no

a report about Dr. No done by me

I watched the first James Bond film. It is called “Dr. No”. That is also the name of the main baddie. He is not a doctor who helps people. He is a good scientist that does bad things to people and has metal hands. He wants to crash a Mercury-Atlas orbital launch.

Dr. No has some people kill Mr. Strangways before he can use the radio. This makes James Bond sad at Dr. No so they can’t be friends.

James bond has three best friends. Sylvia Trench plays cards with James Bond and then they play golf naked. Miss Taro tries to delay James Bond by pretending to be his friend. She hides James Bond in her bed until baddies can come but James Bond is too fast. He knows she is actually a baddie but wants to hide with her for a while. Then he meets his next friend, Honey Ryder. She looks really good in her white bikini because it has a utility belt and a knife.

James Bond has some other friends that aren’t girls but they aren’t best friends like he is with the girls. One is named Quarrel. First he is bad, then he is good, then he is dead because he got too close to the fire end of a dragon machine.

dragon from dr no

dragon machine

James Bond has another friend named Felix Leiter. He is a good friend and is in the CIA. He saves James Bond and Honey Ryder when they run out of gas after killing Dr. No in the boiling nuclear water. Also NASA does the Mercury-Atlas launch on time. I don’t know if it was John Glenn, Scott Carpenter, or Wally Schirra who got saved because the movie is only in 1962 but doesn’t say a month. I think that is a real weak part of the movie.

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xanthine alkaloid

I have joked for some time that I’ve been trying to become a coffee drinker but just can’t seem to get addicted. What if there is a hole in my life, that I don’t know about, that can only be filled by a caffeine addiction?

It would be fair to say that in 2013 I have had a cup most mornings, but whenever I fail to have a morning cup I usually also fail to notice.  I can’t recall making it just for myself, typically for at least one other person and then pour myself a cup too.

Yesterday was one of those days where I didn’t have one. I didn’t notice its absence explicitly but late in the afternoon, when I commented that I was feeling a bit more lethargic than usual, it was pointed out I hadn’t had a coffee. Even if I am not “addicted”, this must at least mean my body has become “accustomed” to starting the day a particular way.

Is this how it starts? Will I soon be jonesing for my morning cup? Grumpy until I smell the grounds? Irritable before it’s poured? Antisocial until it hits my lips?

And then what, a cup before bed just to tie me over until morning? This is uncharted territory for me…

 

 

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Penultimatum

I made a deal with the Jeep: get me home safe and I won’t speak ill of you.

The wonderful green jeep that powered so many amazing adventures in Haida Gwaii and beyond has reached the end of its life.

On the drive home from Kamloops it blew a gasket on the transmission and dumped all the associated fluids. The leak was slow enough that it was not noticed for several kilometres as the jeep just slowly started behaving funny and shifted gears bizarrely. In the end patching the gasket was easy but the transmission is shot.

It limped back to Vancouver. The highway driving was stressful but manageable. City driving was tricky. I had never before stalled an automatic at an intersection.

Now she sits in front of my home under a beautiful plum tree. There is only one deal left to strike: with the wrecker.

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Thank you for many fun rides!

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