You want to tell stories?Gotta watch out while flying in the mountains. Get your altitude before trying to cross over the mountain. There is often a down draft of the lee side of a mountain and you need to abort as soon as it looks questionable.
Oh, do your hear the stall warning horn start at about 6:10?
Horrific Small Cessna Plane Crash
Many years ago I was mountain flying AT NIGHT in a Huey and got caught in a down draft. But I turned down grade as soon as we stopped climbing. I then climbed another thousand feet before turning back towards the mountain.
I once went to a farm, a beginning grad student, and picked up freshly slaughtered livers.
I took them to the laboratory and homogenized them and analyzed them for a certain enzyme activity.
The activity registered ZERO.
My boss, who recently retired as one of the most distinguished enzymologists in the world, was disappointed and told me to throw the homogenate out.
I hypothesized that there was a certain membrane-bound enzyme interfering with the assay and suggested ultracentrifugation of the homogenate followed by re-assay.
I got lucky. BINGO!
Two years later I had my first paper in the foremost biochemistry journal in the WORLD.
Last August, a paper published in the same foremost journal, by two teams of scientists from top universities thanked me for the hint I gave them that led to their latest discovery (in the same field as my first paper.) The work also was the meat of a Ph. D. dissertation of a student who is now making her way in the world of science.
I suggested a clever idea, and six years later discovery was published, after years and hundreds of thousands of dollars materials and labor at two major universities investigating human disease processes. Thanks for the acknowledgement, H., it's posted on the door of my lab.
Meanwhile Rouge babbles on about diesel fuel and helicopters on topix.
Do you want to save America?
Get competitive. Science and technology are the future.
Work hard, study hard, and learn hard.
And quit whining about foreigners eating your lunch. They're eating your lunch while you're snoozing, losers.