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What a touching, naive sentiment displayed in that post. An entire planet full of people whom you could conquer with a butterknife.
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Do you think that the call of the warrior can be so selectively deafened? Do you think the Eskimo are 'unaggressive', when they hunt large angry whales at close range with sharpened sticks in kayaks, or tangle with polar bears, or otherwise survive in the Arctic? Aggression is in the heart of humanity for a reason; it works, it is survival. Because there are two alternatives for survival, war and slavery, as Aetius points out.
Terrestrial plants sabotage their own photosynthesis, for the most part. There are very few plants which aren't crippled in this mystifying fashion; one of them (sugarcane) we cultivate.
Maybe we could figure out what gene mutated in sugarcane and genetically engineer it into other plants. Actually, that would be something useful for here on earth, too, not just on Mars. Even sugarcane isn't perfect, though, but IIRC it has an efficiency of about 8%, a rather huge jump.
Yeah, like the link says, coal burning is, from the perspective of the consumer, who sees only the kilowatts produced and pollution released, the same as a wildly inefficient nuclear plant.
Actually, octopi are rather intelligent, and are pretty damn alien looking compared to the other species we think of as 'smart'. They also have manipulatory organs. So not all intelligent creatures will look similar.
Which ironically is more radioactive than the nuclear power plants, believe it or not.
I prefer beating the crap out of my fellow colonist in the ring. After six months in a tin can with them, flying to Mars, you'd probably want to let loose some stress, too.
Now that I think about it, a dartboard and darts would be extremely light and easy to pack away..
We could start a 'what plants' thread, but let's keep it here.
At a guess, but a decently informed one, I would go with potatos. Potatos originally come from a high-altitude, dry, and often cold area, the Andes, and thus might have some advantages compared to other plants on Mars, but their real benefit is sheer calories per unit area. An acre of potatos using even low-tech, unsophisticated farming is enough to feed 4 people for a year as far as calories alone. So they would probably be the staple part of an early Martian colony's diet.
Other plants would be carrots; the green leafy part we don't eat can be fed to animals, and the rest goes well with the potatos. And spinach, which is pretty vitamin-rich.
Other plants I'd grow would be, well, things like lettuce, radishes, etc, along with herbs. But those mostly would be done in small amounts as an adjunct to potatoes. Come to think of it, we need to grow some sort of oilseed plant so we can hydrogenate the oil. Need butter (well, margarine) for those baked 'taters, you know... :laugh:
Our often freaky environmentalists get hot and bothered every time someone mentions nuclear power. It's a sore spot with me.
Nevertheless, electricity prices haven't gone up for me.
BTW, alligators in FL love nuclear power plants, and tend to congregate near them because of the warm water.
Gas is generally about $1.98 here, but there's one renegade station that is priced at $1.93.
Returning to the original topic of the thread... or rather making a comment on something the thread creator said in response to my response...
South Florida is like another country, one where the leaders do LSD until they see flaming rabbits on the road. I live north of there, in the sane part of Florida. There was recently a movement to give the counties in the extreme SE 'home rule' to minimize the troubles they occasionally cause for the rest of the state.
Journal log - unknown date +5
Managed to make good my escape. Hopefully I managed to dent their airplane program. If not, oh well. Explosion wasn't quite as cool as I hoped, but at least I've delayed any pursuit.
I've reoccupied my crater dome home, and need to rethink my strategy. Or maybe not... maybe I should just lie low. I have the supplies and wherewitheral to wait out the current madness, unless something big happens.
Alcohol production is up. I keep looking at it and thinking that it would make an excellent rocket fuel. If worst comes to worst I can contact the colonists who left the old colony when the UN goons came. Maybe they're still sane. We could build some missiles and prevent these new colonists from trying to arrest us or whatever.
Still trying to figure out a method of secure communications...
Bees, worms... makes me want to move right now!
Heh, forgot about the worms. They definitely will be useful, that's for sure. They probably will accidentally dig their way out of the farm domes and die a lot too. Watch out for dead worms.
Mars needs women, and at least for a century or two, it will need children. My own opinion on this would be to try to do better than past colonization efforts as far as gender ratios, then let the chips fall where they will as far as reproduction. Birth control on Mars is going to be dicey (send the pills from Earth? Spare precious plastic production for condoms?) to begin with, and abortion would be subjected to an incredibly powerful Roe effect within the first few generations. People settling new frontiers tend to have more children than the stay-at-homes anyways, and I don't expect that to change.
In Florida, it depends: things either work perfectly or don't work at all, as if the entire state was running on Windows. The election fiasco in 2000 is the perfect example of this that everyone is familiar with. As far as actual daily interactions with the forces of disorder, though, that generally would be dealing with the roads that are being worked on perpetually. Whoever is in charge of the DOT is never satisfied with the roads, they either need to be resurfaced, widened, moved, or otherwise meddled with. Contrary to popular belief, orange is not the state color because of the fruit we grow. It's because of the friggin' traffic barricades everywhere.
Other than that, I have no problems with life here, well, apart from the annual invasion of Canadians, but that's almost just an extension of my traffic gripes, since their main impact is to make bad traffic hideous.
Journal of Trebuchet. Completely uncertain of date now.
These newcomers tranquilized my ass. They thought my warnings about the raving madman meant I was crazy. Haven't they ever heard of "don't shoot the messenger"?
I disabled the guard by pouring water on the floor and using wires from one of the lights to zap him. Clever Trebuchet! Tied the guy up and put him in the bed. Wonder how long it will take them to discover my clever escape. I managed to snag an EVA suit without anyone noticing and snuck outside.
Flint has escaped. I have no idea where he is. These people are building some sort of airplane, which seems harmless enough. I planned to see what sort of sabotage I could cause, but someone has already handled that by releasing wiring-eating bunnies. I relocated a few to 'interesting' locations in the base. Also removed a small tank of nitric acid from a sample probe. They have UMDH here, too, among the tanks of other fuels for use in vehicles. Hypergolic fuels + other flammable stuff + lots and lots of LOX = big explosion. See if you can fly that plane without fuel, suckers!
Have set bomb and heading back to my crater home.
My own thoughts on this are that, once intelligent life hits a certain technological point, and once it starts spreading out, the presence of intelligent life in the galaxy will become continuous even if the intelligent species in question is wiped out, because I consider speciation due to genetic engineering pretty much a foregone conclusion at some point in the future for us and figure that things would be similar for other species.
The question then becomes the old Fermi Paradox: where are they?
My answer to this is simple: Just because you can be everywhere doesn't mean you will be everywhere, or even most places.
Pretend you are species X, a mystery species from 1,000,000 years ago. You have progressed in technology to the point where you're basically immortal, barring accidents. The likelihood of you having large families is fairly low (we see this on Earth, the more advanced the society, the less children). Your species is barely going to use all the resources of your solar system - it's a big place, after all, and your population is fairly stable. Maybe you colonize a few nearby stars, but it's unlikely. Like Hawaii before it was stumbled across by Europeans, everything you need is near at hand, and setting up a colony around a distant star is difficult. There are billions of years left on your sun's clock.
Why colonize distant stars yet? (assuming FTL travel is truly impossible, and no wormholes/Alcubierre drive is possible)
Now, they very well might have sent probes to everyone nearby, and that could be quite extensive even if they only send probes to nearby stars, as over a million years you will be near new stars as you orbit the galaxy. So the answer is probably "Their probes are here, they aren't, and it's unlikely that they'll spread"
Of course, this is apart from the smart-aleck response of "Humans". Seriously, what animals are most useful to a colony?
My short list of 'desireable critters', in order:
1) Honeybees. Useful pollinators, they also provide honey and wax. Not many necessary, but they will be a big boon to any large-scale agriculture. Remember, Mars has no native pollinators.
2) Chickens. Eggs. Meat. Cute little chicks for the colonist's kids to coo over.
Journal entry - Date uncertain, +3.
Have absolutely no clue what is going on now. Cobra has left the area. The sniper is still in place. Now fairly convinced that he must have been cooked by radiation. Most of the crazies have gone away.
I lucked out today. Found some equipment nearby. Seems to be an agricultural dome setup that was abandoned, someone tore apart one of the rovers and took some supplies. Brought it back to the hab, welded some sheet metal to it, and buried Cobra's radioactive fuel rods under dirt from teleoperation. I also found some extra seeds. Good thing. I would go insane eating potatos and carrots much longer.
I seem to be some sort of Hermit King now. The new colonists are avoiding me or don't know where I am. The old colonists seem to have migrated out of the area. And Ian was captured by the new colonists. They seem to think he's crazy. Ian's not crazy, Mars is crazy.
I suppose I'll have to bust him out of stir. Crap. I'll contact the new colonists and see if they'll trade Ian for some booze before I try the Cobra Method.
Journal. Stardate 90210
The French are still here and babbling stuff I don't understand. Sometimes they attempt to enter my hab. I have given them booze and they seem happy with it, though they keep asking for "Vin". I tell them there's no Vin living in our colony and wave them away. That gets them to go away and keep CC away from me. He's still nuts. The rabbit slaughter seems to have abated, though.
The others are moving to a new hab... like hell, I just put everything here. I now have carrots coming in. This would be good if there were any rabbits still alive.
There is still a sniper perched at the edge of my crater. Uncertain what he's doing. You would think he would have potted whoever he's after by now, or maybe he just died. I'm not checking. Bastard's still armed.
I hate breaking it to you, Dicktice, but "On the Beach" was horribly wrong about the effects of a global nuclear war. In the scenario outlined in the book, the northern hemisphere would be a charnel house with half the population or more dead and all the major cities (and many of the smaller ones) mostly burned down. There would be local hot spots of intesne radioactivity, although most areas would be liveable after two or three weeks, except for China and Siberia, where if I recall correctly the book had both China and Russia dropping cobalt-jacketed bombs; most of that area would be uninhabitable for a long, long time.
The southern hemisphere, on the other hand, would get off relatively free - apart from an increased risk of cancer over your lifetime as if everyone smoked cigarettes their entire lives down there.
Journal - Date Irrelevant
Everything continues to go to hell in a handbasket. I have buried the tunnel to the greenhouse and my hab in more dirt. The radioactivity increases, but I am protected now. Hopefully I won't get cancer from my trip outside.
The sniper has not moved, save to fire at CC and Clark. They could not have possibly survived out there in all that radiation. They must be zombies. Or vampires. I'm not sure which. I wish that some of the base cameras survived so that I could see if they were eating brains or drinking blood so I could plan accordingly. Then I realized, what if they are vampire zombies? Death to all the undead! I will burn them at the stake, if I can find any wood. Perhaps I will be forced to use plastic painted brown...
Journal - same unknown day, extra entry
Have heard raving about lizards on comms. New one for me. I've heard CC babbling about rabbits before.
Mystery sniper is hiding under sandbags now. Neat little spiderhole he built himself. I fear the sun. I think there must be some sort of solar flare. Or perhaps someone cracked open a reactor. My geiger counter is going nuts. I have taken to hiding in the brick vaults under my hab in the fridge I built in the permafrost, kept alive only by the warmth of my suit. When night falls I will pile more sand on top of my hab. Perhaps I should bury the tunnel to my greenhouse. Paranoia is setting in.
I have plenty of booze though.
What the? When did I get dragged into this?
Journal entry. Date uncertain, as usual. I'm not sure what day it is. Very happy that my home away from dome was nearly finished in the hills outside of town. It's hidden in a crater outside of town where these crazies won't bother me.
I gave the catapult I built as a lark to Mundaka. Can't carry it to the new hab anyways. I plan on defending my hab with alcohol and LOX potato guns of doom. There are plenty of potatos growing in my greenhouse to make the alcohol and serve as ammunition. Any day they don't attack I can bake them in the crude solar furnace I built or drink the raw, burning vodka made by my still.
I have heard the UN has landed. I would be concerned. But it is the UN.
Some strange man is up on the other side of the hill. He wired up a connection to one of the solar panels I had not installed yet and seems to have some sort of sniper setup. Perhaps I can buy him off with vodka if he notices me.
Yeah, after the nonsense last time they're wanting to tell everyone everything they know (or rather, to give that impression). Which likely will make actually catching the terrorists harder, but who cares as long as you get that pre-emptive strike against the lawyers!
1) Actually, poll results - nonUS polling, for the suspicious - reveals that a majority of the Iraqis want the US to stay. At least until the situation dies down.
2) One of the soldiers involved has already been court-martialed and sentenced. The others will follow quickly. US military tribunals don't screw around like the civilian courts sometimes do.
3) There are other points - like the fact that the US military was the one to notice, crack down on, and replace the staff at that prison, months before the story broke to the media - which seem to never get noticed.
4) The US did not ratify the ICC because it was a spectacularly bad idea on its own merits, much like the Kyoto Accords, and moreover would directly conflict with parts of our own Constitution. Making requests that it knows other countries (read: Europe) won't accept is a way of saying 'No' without simply tearing up and spitting on it (what we did with Kyoto)
5) The average American is growing as annoyed and irritated with Europe as the Europeans are with America. That situation is a hell of a lot more dangerous to a stagnant EU than it is to the US. Perhaps you ought to follow your won advice and "ask yourselves why they hate you."