Saturday, March 17, 2007

Courage of the Lion!


Watch this, everyone!
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9 comments:

Tecumseh said...

Wrong pic, JJ -- a 747 has 4 engines, whereas the one in the pic has only 2. Not even Coanda woulda flown with 1 out of 2 engines on fire! Well, actually Coanda flew with 1 out 1 engines on fire -- now we're talking real cojones.

3/17/2007 6:48 PM
Mr roT said...

he was using his prototype as a barbecue pit though, not a flying machine. check wikipedia.

3/17/2007 7:07 PM
Mr roT said...

this was a failed experiment, AI. Saved the jpg in preview and resaved it inverted. then uploaded it but damned blogger put it upright. you know some html that will put it upside down?

3/17/2007 7:10 PM
Pepe le Pew said...

you call this courage ? sounds pretty fucking reckless to me.

3/17/2007 7:28 PM
Mr roT said...

hair-splitter!

3/17/2007 7:36 PM
Tecumseh said...

Darwin Award? There were 350 goddamn passengers on that plane. I think the pilot should have turned tail pronto, and let the irate passengers bitch and moan all they want. Hang him!

3/17/2007 7:57 PM
Mr roT said...

AI, interesting. For the passengers to have their repro shut down because of an idiot pilot isn't Darwin at all, unless it's in the interest of the species not to trust British Airways (hmmmm).
You're right, by Darwin, there should have been a lynching after the landing.

3/17/2007 8:17 PM
Tecumseh said...

Most passengers don't even look out the window when a plane takes off. But I do, and I'm usually scared shitless. Coanda or not Coanda, flying in a tincan propelled by some jet fuel is not what God meant for us to do on a day-to-day basis. I think it's much better to just walk, if you can.

Speaking of which, do you know how Brancusi got from Bucharest to Paris in 1904? You guessed it -- he simply walked (with only a backpack, and a cane). Coanda shoulda stayed home.

3/17/2007 11:17 PM
My Frontier Thesis said...

LAX to Heathrow is a bit of a jaunt, but I too always enjoy sauntering about. As the suburbs spread more and more, the idea becomes even more distant and even unimaginable.

Still, I enjoy a hike (preferably in the Badlands). Or another example: I'd saunter right up to that British Airways captain and punch him in the nose... again, the rage builds. I better quit typing.

3/17/2007 11:41 PM

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