Slow news day?
There are two kinds of days: slow news days, and tragedies. Which do you prefer? It gets worse, or it stays the same.
That’s rather pessimistic but I’m not in a state of mind to have a rebuttal
A school gets shot up, or it doesn’t. Another genocide starts, or it doesn’t. A telescope collapses, or it doesn’t. It gets worse, or it stays the same. Not once in all my life has the evening news been like “This just in: A clean, abundant and inexpensive source of energy has been found which is leading to millions of hungry people being fed. We now go on location to ABC correspondent Tish Yu for the details.”
Ah, earths dating a single mom satellite,huh?
I hate when that happens.
Pfft just wait until night time when the sun goes out.
Don’t be daft, that isn’t how it works. When it is night then the moon will be in the way.
“My dear robots - we must not talk. We are being eavesdropped.
Let us contact later!”
Is this a reference to young lovers of Victorian England communicating via encrypted messages via the personal columns in newspapers?
These “agony columns,” as they became known, provoked the curiosity of cryptanalysts, who would scan the notes and try to decipher their titillating contents. Charles Babbage is known to have indulged in this activity, along with his friends Sir Charles Wheatstone and Baron Lyon Playfair, who together were responsible for developing the deft Playfair cipher (described in Appendix E).
On one occasion, Wheatstone deciphered a note in The Times from an Oxford student, suggesting to his true love that they elope. A few days later, Wheatstone inserted his own message, encrypted in the same cipher, advising the couple against this rebellious and rash action. Shortly afterward there appeared a third message, this time unencrypted and from the lady in question: “Dear Charlie, Write no more. Our cipher is discovered.”
