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Pleasure in a toothache by David Warren
As there are people who take pleasure in murder, there are those who will find pleasure in toothache. I did not see this at first, although I should have, for you know, I have read Dostoevsky right through (though only in the fine English translation of Mrs Edward Garnett). But happening myself upon a most exquisite, indeed excruciating, toothache, developing at the back of my lower left jaw, I turned immediately to Dostoevsky’s “Notes from Underground.”
My strategy with toothache has long been more material than contemplative. After having ignored it for as long as possible, I would counter-attack with the salt-water swish, with almond extract, or topical clove oil, or even an aspirin, inserted against the labial frenulum. This had always worked before, letting me do things like sleep. But this time I had a “wisdom toothache,” which would not be confined, for it had invaded not only the mandible but the maxillary sinus, and was enhancing the dizziness from my stroke. After a few days of escalation, I decided that something had to be done; for it is difficult to carry on with other human activities when distracted by such a toothache.
Of course, this is Canada, and as I did not have a “dental plan” with any employer, or the equivalent bureaucratic papers, I had to try my luck with the dentists of the neighbourhood, and find service à la carte. I spent a morning in this useless wander, during which I found each of the dentists had been privately isolated in a “family practice,” and couldn’t just see someone with a toothache, even if he had cash. But everywhere there is an exception, and I found him in the afternoon.
Thanks to modernity, in the form of 500mg amoxicillin capsules and 600mg tablets of ibuprofen — which I could have ordered for myself, but only if I’d first obtained a medical degree — I am now beginning to relax.
The pleasure in a toothache is, of course, the pleasure of moaning, when you can command an audience to endure you. To the nasty person, lacking respect for himself, so that he will make a spectacle of his degradation, it can be a voluptuous pleasure. But whereas the pleasure in a murder does not require an audience, the malignant pleasure of moaning by day and by night is pointless when it is performed solo.
I was thus unlucky, I could get no pleasure from my toothache.
That is why the eco-warriors and Hamasniks (&c) cannot allow themselves to be left alone. Not only have they not the capacity for the contemplative life, but they need someone who can be forced to listen to their despicable moaning.
The red arc describes the upper side of the hull, the blue follows the lower side. The straight green, red and black straight lines are radii for the upper arc. The length of the spindle is 70 meters and the diameter at the center is 8 meters.
CPU ticks Slices Volume
4 1 3,518.583,772
4 10 1,883.743,261
17 100 1,883.565,830
133 1,000 1,883.565,812
1,339 10,000 1,883.565,812
12,929 100,000 1,883.565,812
131,847 1,000,000 1,883.565,812
1,110,081 10,000,000 1,883.565,81310,897,789 100,000,000 1,883.565,810
The volume is in cubic meters. At one hundred slices we already have the volume to the nearest liter (one one-thousandth of a cubic meter). At one thousand slices we have the volume to down to one cubic centimeter (one milliliter). At ten million slices the last digit starts changing. I suspect we have reached the limit of what can be done with floating point math without taking a closer look at the equations. I'm not going to do that. The nearest cc is close enough for me.
Comma-fication
Big numbers without commas are hard to read, so I spent most of a day working out how to automatically place commas in the output. It made the program four times as long. In some versions of C you can use an apostrophe to tell printf to insert commas, but it wasn't available with the online compiler I used, so I wrote my own routines. And because I wasn't sure if it was working correctly, I wrote another one to verify the first.
I also added some rudimentary command line parsing so you can change the length, beam and number of slices without having to modify the code.
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C program source code on github
OnlineGDB IDE (Interactive Development Environment) C compiler
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| Some of the biggest—and most iconic—flying animals in all of history. And non-history. From How Dragons Fly: When Biology Trumps Physics - Naturalist |
If you have a tame dragon, as long as you gave it a cow every week or so, it would probably be very happy just hanging out in its cave, dreaming ferocious dragon dreams. You need it to go on a mission, you give it a couple of pounds of amphetamines and a barrel of sugar water or alcohol and he'd probably be good for an hour. If you can't complete your mission in an hour with a dragon you probably need to rethink your strategy. You can probably only ask them to fly a mission maybe once a week, and for a large, old dragon, maybe only once a month.
As for the fire breathing, digestion produces methane, so dragons might have a special bladder where they can store methane. All you need is to belch out that methane and a little spark and you've got a natural flame thrower. Striking a couple of rocks together should be enough to get you a spark to ignite the methane. Or maybe dragons grow special teeth that spark when struck together.
Dragon bones are going to need to be very light, like bird bones. And that armored skin is going to need to be something light weight, not thick and heavy like a crocodile. I dunno, maybe make the armor out of same thing as space shuttle tiles, but grow it organically. I don't know how you could grow such tiles, but I don't know how we grow teeth either. In any case, dragons are totally possible. Nobody is going to create one any time soon, but maybe in a thousand years we will have learned enough biology that we would be able to. Then we could have the nine zillionth season of Game of Thrones, but for real.
Update - Stu did some math on this.