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Beam Me Up Scotty
comes a step closer , no longer just a dream and seen in the science fiction films
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I hope you're not saying railway travel is safe Douglas?
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//There is a problem with the way we view Science when people who have little real appreciation of the subject are able to make pointless and empty jibes at those who study the subject for a living, and yet it's those people who are given far more credit.//
I think that means if you’re not qualified in the appropriate area your opinion is worthless. You see, you have to remember that for a very long time highly qualified scientists insisted that heavier than air machines could never fly – and they were right…. weren’t they?
Someone rather eminent once said 'The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge', and I agree with him.
I think that means if you’re not qualified in the appropriate area your opinion is worthless. You see, you have to remember that for a very long time highly qualified scientists insisted that heavier than air machines could never fly – and they were right…. weren’t they?
Someone rather eminent once said 'The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge', and I agree with him.
An interesting read for the 'it will never happen' brigade:
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and some said it is wrong
> He performed the world's first human heart transplant operation on 3 December 1967, in an operation assisted by his brother, Marius Barnard; the operation lasted nine hours and used a team of thirty people.[1] The patient, Louis Washkansky, was a 54-year-old grocer, suffering from diabetes and incurable heart disease.[1][4] Barnard later wrote, "For a dying man it is not a difficult decision because he knows he is at the end. If a lion chases you to the bank of a river filled with crocodiles, you will leap into the water, convinced you have a chance to swim to the other side." The donor heart came from a young woman, Denise Darvall, who had been rendered brain damaged in an accident on 2 December 1967, while crossing a street in Cape Town.[1] After securing permission from Darvall's father to use her heart, Barnard performed the transplant. Rather than wait for Darvall's heart to stop beating, at his brother, Dr. Marius Barnard's urging, Christiaan had injected potassium into her heart to paralyse it and render her technically dead by the whole-body standard.[1] Twenty years later, Dr. Marius Barnard recounted, "Chris stood there for a few moments, watching, then stood back and said, 'It works.'"[1][4] Washkansky survived the operation and lived for 18 days. However, he succumbed to pneumonia as he was taking immunosuppressive drugs. Though the first patient with the heart of another human being survived for only a little more than two weeks, Barnard had passed a milestone in a new field of life-extending surgery.
> He performed the world's first human heart transplant operation on 3 December 1967, in an operation assisted by his brother, Marius Barnard; the operation lasted nine hours and used a team of thirty people.[1] The patient, Louis Washkansky, was a 54-year-old grocer, suffering from diabetes and incurable heart disease.[1][4] Barnard later wrote, "For a dying man it is not a difficult decision because he knows he is at the end. If a lion chases you to the bank of a river filled with crocodiles, you will leap into the water, convinced you have a chance to swim to the other side." The donor heart came from a young woman, Denise Darvall, who had been rendered brain damaged in an accident on 2 December 1967, while crossing a street in Cape Town.[1] After securing permission from Darvall's father to use her heart, Barnard performed the transplant. Rather than wait for Darvall's heart to stop beating, at his brother, Dr. Marius Barnard's urging, Christiaan had injected potassium into her heart to paralyse it and render her technically dead by the whole-body standard.[1] Twenty years later, Dr. Marius Barnard recounted, "Chris stood there for a few moments, watching, then stood back and said, 'It works.'"[1][4] Washkansky survived the operation and lived for 18 days. However, he succumbed to pneumonia as he was taking immunosuppressive drugs. Though the first patient with the heart of another human being survived for only a little more than two weeks, Barnard had passed a milestone in a new field of life-extending surgery.
Supposing I'm wrong. Then everyone benefits and you can laugh at me. On the other hand, there is such as thing as being wrong for the right reasons, and right for the wrong ones. If this does in the end lead to human teleportation (it almost certainly won't, but if it does) then I rather expect that the people who do the most gloating will also have played exactly no part in the breakthrough. It's not unlike the fans gloating over their team's latest achievement and the failure of another side. Some of you probably never even went to the stadium and still seem to see fit to share in the triumph. Celebrating is fine and dandy. Gloating is anything but.
Not a single person in this thread who is laying criticisms of lack of imagination has actually explained why they think it's possible. The best you seem to have to offer is that it was in a TV programme once and so was something that looked like an iPad. What kind of argument is that? It's no argument at all. And yet you see fit to call me dull, close-minded, rude, arrogant... Well, sorry. But at some point you have to accept that you have nothing to offer other than the hope that you'll get to gloat in a century or two.
If you end up being right, it will be, in McGonagall's immortal words, by "sheer dumb luck".
Not a single person in this thread who is laying criticisms of lack of imagination has actually explained why they think it's possible. The best you seem to have to offer is that it was in a TV programme once and so was something that looked like an iPad. What kind of argument is that? It's no argument at all. And yet you see fit to call me dull, close-minded, rude, arrogant... Well, sorry. But at some point you have to accept that you have nothing to offer other than the hope that you'll get to gloat in a century or two.
If you end up being right, it will be, in McGonagall's immortal words, by "sheer dumb luck".