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Sunday, January 4, 2015

E-mail to a 60-year old friend.

Forget the Jeremiah Johnson nonsense. At your age you had better stick to hot chicks and surfing.

Yes we are traveling toward the 3.5 solar mass Sirius system at 7.5 kilometers per second and it is only 8 LY distant. Then you have the 3-solar mass Procyon sitting over there at 10.4 LY. The galaxy gravity is also in that direction south of us so you have to multiply mass difference times four to figure gravity. 3.5 times 4 = 14 times the gravity of our sun for Sirius and 12 times the gravity of our sun for Procyon. Then you have to proportion those out with distance. We come up with the data that you would only have to travel 12% of the distance toward Sirius with conventional rocket technology and you could shut your engines down and coast the rest of the way. It would take more than 12 times the energy to come back. It would be much easier to get back to earth if you waited 20,000 years when we were on the upstream of the galactic gravity.


I put the figures in the book so that people could do their own math. You can find all that on Google. Sun mass: 2.0e30. Procyon A and B 5.98e30 (round it up to 6e30). Sirius A and B 6.8e30= approximately 3.5 solar masses. We are traveling toward Sirius at 7.5 kilometers per second so what is the orbit period. The mass/gravity in that general direction is about 20 to 24 times that of our sun so we should speed up to around 200 kilometer per second and whip around the back side at 1/10th LY. This will double incoming UV to Earth at our closest point. We can compute that because we know the output of our sun compared with Sirius B and the distance... If you want to maintain your same DNA you may have to live underground for 500 years.

If there are inhabited planets there they could visit us with crude rocket technology. I have a better invention that originally was invented by Thoth later known as Hermes. He is shown carrying it in the various drawings of him. It’s also on the wall of doctor’s offices and in their ads in the phone book. It’s the guts out of a flying saucer. You don't need the wings. That is an indicator that it is meant to fly.


The caduceus is an anti-gravity engine. You fill it with liquid mercury which is an excellent conductor and rotate it with say, 100 hp. It’s a continuous Inertial Pulse Engine with better than 6.8 newton’s per watt energy conversion= 112 pounds of lift per HP = 112,000 pounds = 56 tons. I registered it with the patent office. Running electricity around coils creates magnetism. Running a conducting liquid around a spiral coil produces a time warp plus inertial propulsion when the heavy metal whips around the 90 degree bend at the top and flows back down the central reservoir... Mercury weighs 112 pounds per gallon.   

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Wednesday, December 19, 2012

President solution to air travel.

Dump the male flight attendants. No one wanted them in the first place.

Replace all the female flight attendants with good-looking strippers! What the hell -- t hey don't even serve food anymore, so what's the loss?

The strippers would at least triple the alcohol sales and get a 'party atmosphere' going in the cabin. And, of course, every businessman in this country would start flying again, hoping to see naked women.

Because of the tips, female flight attendants wouldn't need a salary, thus saving even more money. I suspect tips would be so good that we could charge the women for working the plane and have them kick back 20% of the tips, including lap dances and 'special services.'

Muslims would be afraid to get on the planes for fear of seeing naked women. Hijackings would come to a screeching halt, and the airline industry would see record revenues.

This is definitely a win-win situation if we handle it right -- a golden opportunity to turn a liability into an asset.

Why didn't Bush or Obama think of this? Why do I still have to do everything myself?

Sincerely,

Bill Clinton