2006-11-20 13:57![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
digitaldiscipline
digitaldisciplineHummer commercial, featuring your average science geek peering through a telescope, and noticing a big rock tumbling "straight towards us." Our protagonist scurries to his computer and buys a Hummer (and not the good kind, which involves smeared lipstick) as the countdown to impact commences at 77 hours and change.
Assuming for a moment that it was actually on a collision course for earth, there's one glaring problem with this commercial.
Whitey McPocketprotector ain't gonna be anywhere near the impact site if he does nothing more than sit on his ass... 77 hours is three days plus five hours... wherever it hits, it'll be nearly a quarter of the way around the world to the west from this dork. He's about the safest guy out there.
Unless he's somewhere east of Moscow on the Eurasian continent or in northern Canada/Alaska somewhere (neither of which seem to be the case from the exterior footage of him dashing away in his economy-tinged rollerskate), the chances are very good that the rock itself will impact in the ocean (far from harmlessly, sure, but it ain't gonna hit his house).
Which, of course, would cause something like this instead... and, last I checked, Humvees weren't all that buoyant. [link courtesy of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jaylake]
This is how I paralyze myself when writing SF; I don't tolerate stupid science.
Assuming for a moment that it was actually on a collision course for earth, there's one glaring problem with this commercial.
Whitey McPocketprotector ain't gonna be anywhere near the impact site if he does nothing more than sit on his ass... 77 hours is three days plus five hours... wherever it hits, it'll be nearly a quarter of the way around the world to the west from this dork. He's about the safest guy out there.
Unless he's somewhere east of Moscow on the Eurasian continent or in northern Canada/Alaska somewhere (neither of which seem to be the case from the exterior footage of him dashing away in his economy-tinged rollerskate), the chances are very good that the rock itself will impact in the ocean (far from harmlessly, sure, but it ain't gonna hit his house).
Which, of course, would cause something like this instead... and, last I checked, Humvees weren't all that buoyant. [link courtesy of
jaylake]This is how I paralyze myself when writing SF; I don't tolerate stupid science.
