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George Noory Sucks! - The Definitive Compendium

Started by MV/Liberace!, April 06, 2008, 01:23:02 AM

Can Noory pronounce anything correctly?

No
No

ItsOver

Quote from: Morgus on December 28, 2017, 01:22:09 AM
Talking to his guest tonight, Noory wondered if any of the original seven Mercury astronauts were still alive.
His guest had to google to look it up in real time during the interview!

https://phys.org/news/2016-12-american-astronauts-dead.html
Unfortunately, I didn't shut the radio off after Clyde Lewis last night.  Jorch does his "Here's whut's happeneen...," followed by his astonishment over a cold snap during the winter, then his typical "whut's happeneen?" cry.   ::)




paladin1991

Quote from: expat on December 28, 2017, 09:44:41 AM


Maybe a little, but I have a weakness for very bright women.

I have a weakness for physically strong women.

Theadora

Quote from: GravitySucks on December 27, 2017, 09:04:07 PM
Patrick is a decent egg. Your logic is hard to follow at times. I do not believe that STS-121 or any other shuttle mission had anything to do with controlling Brilliant Pebbles.

You have some theories I haven't heard before.

Where does the Navy launch their Space Shuttle from?  How many did they build, because we onow where Antlantis, Discovery, Endeavor and Enterprise ended up.

BTW Hoagland claims he invented a lot of things/sayings.  That doesn’t make it so. He has been proven wrong about his claims of water ice on Titan, the golden record, and dogs on the internet - but that hasn’t stopped him from repeating it. There are no glass domes on the moon.

p.s. you misspelt referred in your previous post.

Make that reefered, then.

I have no idea where the X-37A is based or launches from, and respectfully, I'm not about to ask, but like the X-37B, it too, is now probably, nuclear powered.


GravitySucks

Quote from: Theadora on December 28, 2017, 01:12:12 PM
Make that reefered, then.

I have no idea where the X-37A is based or launches from, and respectfully, I'm not about to ask, but like the X-37B, it too, is now probably, nuclear powered.

Please explain what you mean by “nuclear powered”.

Theadora

Quote from: expat on December 28, 2017, 09:07:38 AM
So that's your "circumstantial evidence" for nuclear power on X-37B? That's the weakest argument for anything I've heard since I tried to persuade my Dad that I needed stereophonic audio in my room on the grounds that it would improve my knowledge of electronics.

Hoagland has said and written many stupid things, but in his C2C appearance on 2 Dec 2010 his stupidity reached Olympian heights. He said that NASA's announcement of GFAJ-1 "marks the first time NASA has grappled with the concept 'What is Life?'" This of course obfuscates the agonies of indecision the agency went through during 1975 as they struggled to design a life-detection experiment for the Viking landers. It was such a hot debate, remember, that in the end they sent three separate experiments, testing for life under three different assumptions. Oh, Hoagland!!!

Yes, GFAJ-1 is now falsified but it was not at the time and you've gotta admit Iron Lisa looked pretty fetching at that press conf. By the way, it turned out later she'd named her extremophile GFAJ for "Get Felisa A Job." Oh, Felisa!!

ref: https://dorkmission.blogspot.com/2010/12/tiny-bacterium-defeats-pseudoscientist.html

You could have saved yourself admonishment, Patrick, if you had simply posted my comments, and made that same reply.  All circumstantial evidence is weak.  That's why it's qualified as being circumstantial.  People have been found guilty of murder on circumstantial evidence in Court and executed, based upon circumstantial evidence, even without a corpse.

It seems to me that your dad set a bad example; so that's where you get it from?  I'll bet your mom bought you the gear, anyway.


Theadora

Quote from: 21st Century Man on December 27, 2017, 09:05:48 PM
Get off your fuckin' high horse.  GS knows more about that stuff than you'll ever learn in a lifetime,  We're not impressed with you.

The point is not to try and impress you, rather it's to expose expat as a biassed, journalistic cheater.

Theadora



MAGNUM N.I. (Naval Intelligence): Like Father Like Daughter

Captain Thomas Magnum retires from US Naval Intelligence on his 65th birthday. He doesn't necessarily expect a gold watch from the service, but when his daughter Lily, the Navy's only female SEAL, doesn't show up with a cake, private detective Magnum deduces that Lieutenant Commander Magnum must be on a secret mission to North Korea. Now that he is out of the loop, Thomas must determine on his own, if Lily has become the unwilling guest of the diabolical,
young new dictator, Kim Jong-un.

Act I

EXT - LAUNCH PAD, CAPE CANAVERAL, FLORIDA - DAY

TITLE OVER
Fourth of July, 2006

The Space Shuttle Discovery sits atop a booster rocket, engines
ignited, smoke billowing.

INT - MISSION CONTROL, CAPE CANAVERAL, FLORIDA - DAY

MICHAEL GRIFFIN
O'Conner, sign here.

BRYAN O'CONNER
No way. I'm not signing off on
that.

MICHAEL GRIFFIN
As NASA Administrator, I am
ordering you to sign.

BRYAN O'CONNER
I can't do that, sir, I will
not be responsible for a
Space Shuttle tragedy and
therefore must respectfully
decline.

MICHAEL GRIFFIN
Chief Engineer Scolese,
I directed you to have
Discovery shipshape for
today. Tell this former
astronaut that he's being
overly protective.

CHRISTOPHER SCOLESE
I'm sorry boss. We did
everything we could in
the time allotted, but
she's just not ready.
I have to concur with
Colonel O'connor, sir.

EXT - LAUNCH PAD, TONGHAE LAUNCHING GROUND, NORTH KOREA - DAY

A Taepodong-2 ICBM lifts off the launch pad, engines' exhaust
flaming, smoke billowing. The roar is deafening.

INT - MISSION CONTROL, CAPE CANAVERAL, FLORIDA - DAY

TECHNICIAN 1
North Korea just
launched.

MICHAEL GRIFFIN
Begin final countdown.
We go in five.

TECHNICIAN 1
T - minus five minutes
and counting.

CHRISTOPHER SCOLESE
It's not safe, sir.

BRYAN O'CONNER
The blood of seven
American astronauts
will be on your
hands, Michael.

MICHAEL GRIFFIN
This is the first time
in the entire history
of NASA that there has
ever been a mission to
launch without the okay
of the Chief Safety and
Mission Assurance
Officer, but If this
mission, STS-121, fails,
the blood of nearly one
million Americans will
be on all our hands.

INT - CONTROL ROOM, TONGHAE LAUNCHING GROUND, NORTH KOREA - DAY

The dictator of North Korea confers with military officers.

KIM JONG IL
Look at that baby go.
Now are you sure it
is going to work?

GENERAL 1
Yes, Mr President.
Absolutely certain.

GENERAL 2
This is proven reliable
Chinese design, purchased
directly from Pakistan.

KIM JONG IL
Yes, and it cost me a
fortune. It had better
work or I will take it
out of your pay.

GENERAL 1
About that Mr President,
just when are we going to
get paid?

KIM JONG IL
You do get to eat and
you have a bed to sleep
in do you not?

GENERAL 1
Yes, of course,
Mr President.

KIM JONG IL
You will be eating
tree bark if this
missile doesn't
obliterate Honolulu.
Do you understand?

GENERAL 1
Perfectly sir.

GENERAL 2
Mr President, please bear in
mind that the sponsors only
consider this to be a test of
US defenses. We have informed
the United States of our
intention to launch here
today. It is not as if we have
the element of a surprise
attack.

KIM JONG IL
Have the sponsors ever been
able to intercept an ICBM?

GENERAL 2
No sir.

KIM JONG IL
Has anyone ever been able to
intercept an ICBM?

GENERAL 2
Well, not as far as we know,
sir.

KIM JONG IL
Can you intercept
an ICBM

GENERAL 2
No, Mr President, I cannot,
sir.

KIM JONG IL
Well if you don't obliterate
Honolulu today, I am going
to order you to intercept
an ICBM. What are you
going to do then?

GENERAL 2
Please Mr President, I

KIM JONG IL
(interrupting)
No excuses. Yes, look
at that baby go. You know
fireworks were invented
in China. Ironically,
Americans always celebrate
the Fourth of July by
shooting off fireworks
manufactured in China.
It is only fitting that
now today we join in the
festivities by firing this
Chinese rocket at the
United States of America
on the Fourth of July?

POV looking down at the approaching Korean rocket from
above the nose cone, as it leaves Earth's atmosphere.
The missile continues past our view as the camera
gradually zooms down to the surface of the planet,
closer and closer until we see the Pacific Rim, closer
there is the chain of Hawaiian islands, then we make
out the outline of the island of Oahu, zooming closer
until we see Camp Smith.

INT - HONOLULU HEADQUARTERS US NAVAL INTELLIGENCE - DAY

Title Over
Camp Smith, CINC PAC FLEET, Honolulu, Hawaii, July 1st, 2013

BUCK
Haven't you finished clearing
out all your crap yet Magnum?

MAGNUM
The only crap that'll be good
to be clear of is yours, Buck.

BUCK
You're a quitter Magnum. You
quit once before and now you've
quit again.

MAGNUM
I'm not quitting . Well, not
exactly quitting, I've retired.

BUCK
You're a namby pamby little
civy who has to live the soft
life. I've got no use for a gold
bricking double dipping whiner
like you anyway. Go ahead; get
the hell out of here and go sit
on the beach now.

MAGNUM
I'm gone. I've got better things
to do with my life than to sit
around here counting mundane
merchant vessels and monitoring
social networking sites any how.
By the way Buck, have you seen
Lily?

BUCK
Not lately Magnum.

MAGNUM
Well I kind of thought that she
might be here to say good bye.

BUCK
For crying out loud Magnum, what
do you expect? A party cake and
a gold watch?

MAGNUM
No, not exactly. Well maybe, but
it's not like her not to be here
for me on a day especially like today.
...Where is Lily, Buck?

BUCK
That's classified Magnum.

MAGNUM
Classified? I have a top security
clearance. You can tell me.

BUCK
Clearance of not, intelligence
matters are always on a need to
know basis. You know that.
Besides, you're retired now.
Why don't you head out for the
old folks home and leave all
the trouble to professionals.

MAGNUM
Trouble? What kind of trouble?
If Lily is in any kind of danger
you'd better tell me, right now.

BUCK
Shove off Magnum.

MAGNUM
She's my daughter Buck and
I have a right to know.

BUCK
She may be your daughter Magnum,
but she doesn't belong to you. She's
the property of the United States Navy,
and if the Navy decides to send her to
North Korea, or have her dig a ditch,
or pimp her out to Chinese industrialists,
that's exactly what we'll do, and there's
not a damn thing you can do about it.

Magnum throws a right hook towards Buck's pointy jaw.
Buck blocks with his left. Magnum changes trajectory,
and connects with a right upper cut, knocking Buck up
off his feet and clear across the room; slamming him
into the wall.

Magnum hops across the room, draws his Colt 1911,
chambers a round and shoves the barrel into the side
of Buck's neck.

MAGNUM
Now tell me Buck, where is my
daughter?

BUCK
Go ahead and shoot Magnum.
That information is for
active agents working on the
case.

MAGNUM
Agggggggh!
(Relaxing his aim)
Alright then Buck, I'll
re-enlist. Sign me up.

BUCK
Too bad Magnum. I couldn't
do that even if I wanted to.

MAGNUM
No? Why not?

BUCK
You're too damn old.

MAGNUM
What do you mean too old?
I can work as long as I like.
There's no forced retirement
at my 65. Look at you. You're
much older than me.

BUCK
Yes, and you should show
more respect for your elders,
but you've already retired,
voluntarily and the maximum
age of enlistment is 39.

MAGNUM
Then tear up the paper work.

BUCK
I can't do that Magnum. You
putin for retirement months
ago, and it has long since
been approved. I'm sorry
Magnum, but you simply are
just shit out of luck.

Magnum un-cocks his gun, releases Buck, get's up off his
bended knee, holsters the pistol, leaves the building,
walks out to the parking lot, opens the door to a white
Ford Probe - hesitates - looks at the key - tosses it on
the seat- locks and shuts the door - turns and walks away,
carrying his box of crap.

EXT - HONOLULU HEADQUARTERS US NAVAL INTELLIGENCE - DAY

MAGNUM (VO)
I know, it's not exactly the
Ferrari. I don't own this
one, either. After twenty
years of driving company cars,
it was simply force of habit
I guess, for me to almost
drive it away as usual. The
Navy has been good to me.
Enabling me to support and
raise my little girl. After
her mother was killed and I
found out I had a daughter,
I re enlisted in the Navy.
I had to be responsible, and
as a private detective, I
never had a regular pay day.
How ironic. I re-enlisted to
protect my daughter, and on
the very day that I finally
quit, that's the day when she
needs me more than ever.

Magnum takes a seat on the bench at the bus stop.

The bus pulls up and stops, blocking our view of Magnum.

The bus drives off.

Magnum remains seated at the bus stop. He digs through his
box of crap, pulls out a Mac Book Pro, and goes online.

MAGNUM (VO)
Thank goodness. My password
still works.

Magnum finds the file for Lily's current assignment; NORTH
KOREA. The page suddenly advances to a different page;
ACCESS DENIED.

MAGNUM
Damn.

Magnum folds slam shut the lap top and grabs his cell phone.

MAGNUM
T.C., I need a ride.

TC
Okay Thomas, where are
you at?

MAGNUM
At the bus stop. Camp Smith.

TC
No more motor pooling for you
anymore now, huh? Where are
you going?

MAGNUM
Korea.

TC
Korea? I'm not driving you
you to Korea.

MAGNUM
Not drive me TC, fly me.

TC
Okay Thomas, you finally paid
up your gas bill over twenty
years ago, but the fishing's
much better in Tahiti than
Korea.

MAGNUM
Fishing, yes, I guess that’s
right. In the North, TC.

TC
In the North? Oh, no. I’m not
going there. Every time I fly
you somewhere like that, my
aircraft always gets filled up
with bullet holes.

MAGNUM
I’m not asking you to cross the
border TC. They’ve got Lilly.

INT - LEAR JET OVER KOREA - NIGHT

TC
That's the border down there.
Happy birthday Thomas.

MAGNUM
Why thank you TC. You are the
only person to wish me that
today.

TC
Rick said that he'll join us
late tonight, after we land in
Seoul. He's arranging for a
stealth jet helicopter.

MAGNUM
It was good of Rick to get us
this Lear jet, and most gracious
of Higgins to release the funds
from the Robin Master's Estate
to pay for it.

TC
Well, you know when it comes to
Lily, there's nothing we wont do.
Like that time you let Lily borrow
the Ferrari; remember?

MAGNUM
You have to bring that up now?
That's a long story and there's
no time to layover in Seoul.
Where are the parachutes?

TC
Parachutes? Thomas you can't
jump out of this jet airplane;
especially at night.

MAGNUM
We've done it lots of times
at night, in 'Nam. Out of 727s.

TC
Yeah, I know, just like DB
Cooper, but this is a Lear Jet.
There isn't any tail door.
You'll have to jump out in
front of the engine; it will
chew you to bits. Besides, you
don't have a plan. Where do you
think you're going to go on the
ground? Anyway, if I get much
closer to the border, we're
going to be shot down.

MAGNUM
Okay then, forget the parachute.
Fly below the radar, kill the
engines. drop me over the ocean
and I'll swim ashore.

TC
To where, Thomas? To where?

MAGNUM
There's supposed to be some islands
around here. Let's find one.

TC
What, like that one there?

MAGNUM
How far is it to the border?

TC
It's about twelve miles,
Thomas. I'll fly below
the radar at five hundred
feet and kill the engines.
Get you as close as I can.
You don't jump until we get
below fifty feet when I
stall the plane.

MAGNUM
Can you restart the engines
in time to stay in the air?

TC
If not, it will be a water
landing.

MAGNUM
Okay, lets do it.

TC
This isn't Hawaii. That water
is cold. We've got a life
raft aboard, take that.

Magnum picks up the parachute and tosses it aside.
He then puts on the back pack, grabs the life raft
and ties it to his leg.

Magnum struggles to open the door of the jet aircraft
against the high velocity slip stream,

TC kills the engines.

EXT - LEAR JET OVER KOREA - NIGHT

Magnum climbs out onto the wing, lying flat on his stomach
facing forward with a two handed grip on the forward edge
of the wing.

TC descends to an altitude of fifty feet and points the nose
of the glider at the stars.

Magnum lets go of the wing with both hands, and slides
backwards off the wing, out into the total blackness of the
Moonless night.

TC restarts the engines as the tail hits the water. The jet
accelerates skyward.

The drag of the folded life raft tied to Magnum's leg, forces
the package abruptly in a vertical trajectory, yanking Magnum
hanging upside down.

As Magnum drops into the sea head first, he manages to extend
his arms out beyond his head, in attempt to form a perfect
dive.

At a high rate of speed, Magnum belly flops.

INT - BJ BAR, HO CHI MINH CITY (SAIGON), VIETNAM - NIGHT

Two middle aged men in North Korean military officer's uniforms
walk into a bar.

OFFICER 1
He tells us to pick up a shit
load of bar girls.

OFFICER 2
I guess this must be as good a
place as any, but how many is
a shit load?

OFFICER 1
I haven't a clue, but here they
speak Korean.

An overly made up older woman approaches them

MAMASAN
Good evening gentlemen.
If you would care to make
yourselves comfortable, I'll
have a waitress bring you
some drinks on the house.
The girls will be out,
momentarily.

The madame walks away.

A waitress approaches the men as they stand motionless.

WAITRESS
May I take you order, please?

OFFICER 1
This is on the house?

WAITRESS
Why yes, of course.

OFFICER 2
You have Mao Tai?

WAITRESS
Naturally we do. Only the
best, here.

OFFICER 2
Mao Tai then.

OFFICER 1
Scotch.

WAITRESS
Please do sit down. I'll be
right back with your order.

The odd couple sit together on the couch, in the seedy little
VIP section adjacent the stage.

Single file, a long line of ladies in lingerie walk out on the
stage.

The officers sit there motionless as the waitress serves them
their drinks.

They both chug them right down.

WAITRESS
I'll bring you a refill.

She turns and walks away once more.

The madame returns.

MAMASAN
Well gentlemen, do you see
anything you like?

OFFICER 2
Well from sitting way over
here they all look pretty
good.

Mamasan looks over her shoulder towards the stage and claps
her hands sharply, twice, motioning with a nod of her head.

The ladies come down from the stage and surround the two
officers. Some sit in chairs, some sit on the arms of the
couch, two sit on each of the officers laps. Some of the
gals strike provocative poses as other sort of just sway
to the music being played over the PA.

The waitress brings more drinks.

The officers struggle to get their hands free from between
the backs of the couch and the backs of the girls in order
to grab their drinks.

Officer 1 manages to stand up as the girls lend him a hand.
He walks around inspecting the merchandise while sipping his
Chivas.

OFFICER 1
Quite nice, very pretty, sexy
little outfits, very nice
indeed.

Officer 2 just sits there
drinking his sake with a
big pair of boobs thrust
into the side of his head.

Officer 1 stops and stands in front of a taller girl,
looking her in the eye while addressing the madame.

OFFICER 1
This one looks funny. What's
the matter with her?

MAMASAN
There is nothing the matter
with her. She's very
beautiful, don't you think.

OFFICER 2
Yes, very beautiful, very
beautiful, but how is she
in the sack?

OFFICER 1
Maybe beautiful maybe not.
Something is very strange
about this one. Her eyes
I think.

MAMASAN
She is Amerasian. The
bastard child of an
American GI. We found
her begging in the street.
Would you care to try her
out?

OFFICER 2
Okay, I will.

OFFICER 1
Go ahead, but be quick
about it. We have to get
back before too long.

The bargirl that had her boobs in the officer's face
speaks up.

BARGIRL 1
What am I, chopped liver?

OFFICER 2
Yes, good point. I've never
had chopped liver, before,
but it sounds real good.
Okay I'll try you both
together.

Mamasan escorts the trio to a private room in the back
of the club.

The waitress serves officer 1 another drink as he sits
back down.

A couple of other girls come and sit on his lap as he
enjoys the sleazy stage show.

INT - PRIVATE BEDROOM, BJ BAR, HO CHI MINH CITY (SAIGON), VIETNAM - NIGHT

The madame brings Officer 2 and the two bar girls to a
private bedroom.

MAMASAN
Here you go sir. You will
find these women to be
most accommodating to
your every need, but please
call me if you require
anything else.

OFFICER 2
Yes, I will.

The tall, Amerasian gal makes the first move, advancing
on the Korean officer, she places her hands on each
shoulder, pulling him close. Next, she begins to
loosen his neck tie.

ORCHID
You are in for a real treat.

The other bar girl butts in.

BAR GIRL 1
Not so fast. I found him
first.

OFFICER 2
Take it easy girls,

BAR GIRL 1
(to Orchid)
I found him first. You new
girl. I been here long
time. He my customer.
If there tip, it belong to
me.

OFFICER 2
Why do you argue? Let's
have a good time. Come
here sweetheart.

He grabs at Bargil 1 as she smothers him with her boobs.

EXT - NORTH KOREAN WATERS - NIGHT

Magnum floats face down in the ocean.

A pair of fins quickly bear down on him.

A big pair of dolphin cleavage emerges from below to
support Magnum's face.

The dolphins' bottle noses simultaneous as syncro-set
swimmers, flip him up and over on his back.

Magnum starts to come to.

Another, bigger fin, fast approaches Magnum and the
two dolphins.

The bigger fin belongs to a Mako Shark.

Magnum carefully floats motionless on his back.

The pair of dolphins spring into action, swimming in
serpentine paths, leading away from Magnum.

The Mako hesitates, starts to chase one of the dolphins,
but becomes confused by their erratic movements, then tries
to chase the other.

As the shark hesitates again, the most distant dolphin,
races straight for the belly of the shark at a high rate
of speed, and butts it with his hard, boney, bottle nose.

The shark is stunned.

The other dolphin now lands a blow.

The shark turns to bite as the dolphin narrowly evades.

Magnum inflates the life raft. His movements attract
the shark.

The shark lunges at Magnum, his open jaws over Magnums leg,
as a dolphin collides with the shark, knocking it away from
Magnum.

The other dolphin comes up from beneath the shark and rams
it in the gut.

The shark is out like a light.

EXT - BORDER OF SOUTH & NORTH KOREAN WATERS - NIGHT

TC flies solo at low altitude of 250 feet.

Two fighter jets rapidly approach each firing a heat
seeking missile.

TC accelerates and climbs at a steep angle

The two missiles are right on his tail.

TC dives and turns port.

The missiles pass by, then turn in opposite directions
from each other.

One of the missiles is back on the Lear jet's tail.

TC climbs and turns hard starboard and collides nose to
nose with the second missile, sandwiched with the first
on his tail, resulting in one huge fireball that lights
up the night, reflecting off the ocean.

EXT - NORTH KOREAN WATERS - NIGHT

Magnum hears the faint sound of the explosion, turns his
back to the raft and sees the tiny, distant dot, of the
gigantic fireball that was the Lear jet.

MAGNUM
No, not TC.

Magnum struggles to climb into the life raft. After
several failed attempts, he finally takes off the back
pack and tosses it over the side into the raft then
manages to climb aboard.

MAGNUM
(As he opens the backpack,
takes out his holstered gun
and straps it on)
(VO)
That was one hell of an
explosion I don't see any
way how TC could possibly
have survived.

Magnum slumps down and drops the back of his head on
the side of the raft for support.

MAGNUM
(VO)
I can't just sit here like
this. Lily still needs me.
I have to get going now.
I hope she's okay. She has
to be okay. I've got to
get moving.

The massive jaws of the nine foot Mako Shark emerge
over the side of the raft, shaking it like a dusty
rug and tearing it to shreds.

Magnum is thrown ten feet away. He draws his Colt
as the shark closes in on him.

Magnum fires five shots.

The dolphins attack, pushing the shark out of Magnums
path.

The black sea turns even blacker red. The shark is
dead.

The dolphins return to Magnums sides supporting him
in the water.

Magnum turns to swim towards land.

The dolphins take Magnum's cue, and carry him in the
direction that he is headed.

INT - PRIVATE BEDROOM, BJ BAR, HO CHI MINH CITY (SAIGON), VIETNAM - NIGHT

OFFICER 2
Zzzzzzzzz.

The bargirls are still in the room, now watching TV.

INT - OUTSIDE THE PRIVATE BEDROOM, BJ BAR, HO CHI MINH CITY (SAIGON), VIETNAM - NIGHT

Officer 1 knocks at the door.

INT - PRIVATE BEDROOM, BJ BAR, HO CHI MINH CITY (SAIGON), VIETNAM - NIGHT

Officer 2 wakes up in a daze.

Bargirl 1 opens the door.

OFFICER 1
Come on comrade it's time
to go. What do you think;
should we take these two?

OFFICER 2
Well, I, ah

ORCHID
Your comrade really knows
how to satisfy
a woman, I can certainly
tell you that.

OFFICER 2
Yes, by all means, they
did just fine, I guess.

BARGIRL 1
They? Just fine? You
guess? That's good then,
now how about a tip?

OFFICER 2
What is a tip?

OFFICER 1
You will be paid by the
madame after we send back
here.

BARGIRL 1
What do you mean, send
me back, from where?
I want my money now.
I put up with this as...

ORCHID
(interrupting)
As your friend wore us
out, we were hoping for
a little tip, that's all.
He's a real tiger. We'll
be honored to go with you
and wait to be paid latter.

BARGIRL 1
(TITLE OVER: VIETNAMESE)
Speak for yourself, I'm
not going anywhere. I'm
staying right here where
I know I can make some
money.

OFFICER 2
What is a tip?

OFFICER 1
So how was this foreign
devil, Comrade? Do you
think she can satisfy god?

BARGIRL 1
How the hell would he know?
He fell as...

ORCHID
(interrupting)
As your comrade was so
energetic he fell right on
top of me and wouldn't
even let me come up for
air. Why I could barely
keep up with him.

BARGIRL 1
(TITLE OVER: VIETNAMESE)
Now I've heard everything.
I did all the work. He
fell asleep. You didn't
do anything. If you think
you going to make money
off these cheap skates,
you are even bigger stupid
ass than most other
armatures. I'm going out
to make some money.

BARGIRL 1
Now excuse me.

OFFICER 1
What did she say?

ORCHID
Oh, she's just so exhausted
from your virile comrade
here. She's going to get
some rest.

OFFICER 2
What is a tip?

OFFICER 1
It looks like You really
worked him over good.
Okay, you can come party.

EXT - NORTH KOREAN WATERS - NIGHT

Magnum rides in style on the dolphin
water taxi.

MAGNUM
You two are terrific. Are you government assets or free agents, I wonder? When this is over, Lily, TC, Rick, Higgins and I are all going to be taking you lads out for sushimi.

MAGNUM
(VO)
It was really strange and extremely fortunate that the dolphins showed up when they did. Of course there are many sailors tales of how dolphins have saved lives, but it's also a poorly kept secret that dolphins are employed by the Navy for use in intelligence work and even warfare. At any rate, we seem to be going to the same place. I wish I had been less hasty in arguing with Buck, and taken the time to read Lily's assignment before storming off like I did. All I was able to see was that Lily had been sent on a mission to North Korea. Nevertheless, I do happen to know what's going on over there; at least to some extent, anyway.

FLASHBACK
to Kim Jong il, expressing concern that the United States was intending to attack North Korea, but not before removing US forces back away from the border of the South, so Kim asserts that when the US withdraws troops, that is when North Korea attacks the troops at the border.



http://magnum-mania.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=2469&sid=72b9a0dc2bb336b075704e9ae253125f

Theadora

Quote from: GravitySucks on December 28, 2017, 01:16:21 PM
Please explain what you mean by “nuclear powered”.

As the patent for The DeLuze Fusion Reactor, is now in the public domain, I see no reason why the DoD hasn't had it developed at Richard C Hoagland's alma mater, UC Berkeley, Livermore Lab, and slapped it in the X-37A, at Groom Lake.

https://www.fusionenergysolutions.net/how-it-works-1.html

A hydrogen fusion rocket engine. This engine will push a high altitude scram-jet powered
craft into orbit. The craft powered by such an engine could carry sufficient fuel to
continuously accelerate and then continuously decelerate at 2 g’s to the moon. Such a trip
would be measured in hours, not days. A trip to outer solar system bodies would involve
1.5-2.0 g acceleration to about 10% of the speed of light. Then would follow a coast
phase at 10% of the speed of light followed by a 1.5-2.0 g deceleration period placing the
craft into orbit. A trip to Mars would be measured in days to weeks. A trip to Pluto would
involve a 10% speed of light coast phase that would exceed the coast period to Mars in
terms of just a few more days. The craft would be able to enter orbit about Pluto as
opposed to just a quick flyby. This matter was the subject of my other US Air Force grant
proposal in 2003.

http://nebula.wsimg.com/28920c30b332a940bd85664a0a1c000f?AccessKeyId=CF8B0D5FFE9FBCCEEF8B&disposition=0&alloworigin=1


United States Patent US 8,090,071 B2

https://nebula.wsimg.com/d5380fbf9a51435941487b4f2f6d67b7?AccessKeyId=CF8B0D5FFE9FBCCEEF8B&disposition=0&alloworigin=1

GravitySucks

Has Mr DeLuze cashed any royalty checks from the DoD yet?


Theadora

Quote from: expat on December 28, 2017, 03:00:11 PM


source: space.com

Obsolete technology and outdated news.

Expat and Richard C Hoagland are a dog and pony show team; paid agents of disinformation, as are James Oberg and Stuart Robbins.  If Hoagland can be discredited for genuine hogwash, then the legitimate Face On Mars at Cydonia, gets tossed out with the bath water.  Unless, of course, NASA only wants US to believe that there's a face on Mars, by casting aspersion on Hoagland's act; take your pick.


Theadora

Quote from: GravitySucks on December 28, 2017, 02:53:48 PM
Has Mr DeLuze cashed any royalty checks from the DoD yet?

Would Dr DeLuze be soliciting funding if knew that the DoD had appropriated his public domain, patent?

Actually, it's good that the DoD has done the heavy lifting and proven the design to be viable, because Dr DeLuze has many inventions already designed which require Fusion power, and he is proprietarily, holding off on having them patented.

https://www.fusionenergysolutions.net/investor-relations.html

albrecht

Quote from: Theadora on December 28, 2017, 01:24:00 PM

MAGNUM N.I. (Naval Intelligence): Like Father Like Daughter

Captain Thomas Magnum retires from US Naval Intelligence on his 65th birthday. He doesn't necessarily expect a gold watch from the service, but when his daughter Lily, the Navy's only female SEAL, doesn't show up with a cake, private detective Magnum deduces that Lieutenant Commander Magnum must be on a secret mission to North Korea. Now that he is out of the loop, Thomas must determine on his own, if Lily has become the unwilling guest of the diabolical,
young new dictator, Kim Jong-un.

http://magnum-mania.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=2469&sid=72b9a0dc2bb336b075704e9ae253125f

I like it!  I would add some details, like Rick via his connections with "Icepick" gets info on the underground sex and smuggling scene in SE Asia to help with the operation.

Theadora

Quote from: albrecht on December 28, 2017, 03:16:11 PM
I like it!  I would add some details, like Rick via his connections with "Icepick" gets info on the underground sex and smuggling scene in SE Asia to help with the operation.

A most insightful critique.  You are obviously a big fan of the show.

Jackstar

Quote from: Theadora on December 28, 2017, 03:05:47 PM
If Hoagland can be discredited


... "If?" That's the first essay question on the admissions test at Quantico.

Theadora

Quote from: Jackstar on December 28, 2017, 03:21:15 PM

... "If?" That's the first essay question on the admissions test at Quantico.

Here's another easy question: Why did NASA name the Face on Mars at Cydonia, "The Face," in the first place?

GravitySucks

Quote from: Theadora on December 28, 2017, 03:05:47 PM
Obsolete technology and outdated news.

Expat and Richard C Hoagland are a dog and pony show team; paid agents of disinformation, as are James Oberg and Stuart Robbins.  If Hoagland can be discredited for genuine hogwash, then the legitimate Face On Mars at Cydonia, gets tossed out with the bath water.  Unless, of course, NASA only wants US to believe that there's a face on Mars, by casting aspersion on Hoagland's act; take your pick.

And then you wonder why expat will not engage you in meaningful discussion.

Theadora

Quote from: GravitySucks on December 28, 2017, 04:12:11 PM
And then you wonder why expat will not engage you in meaningful discussion.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?  I started out giving Richard C Hoagland, and his partner, Expat, the benefit of the doubt.  They now hang together on their own retarded, petards, along with cronies, James Oberg and Stuart Robbins, who isn't even a real person, but an elaborate troll with a phony school run from a mailing address of a small office, coincidentally up the street from Gary Leggier.  He publishes none other than photoshpped images that make him look baby faced.  I suspect that Hoagland is an agent of the Department of Energy.  Oberg and Robbins might be DoD, CIA, NSA, or one of the numerous Federal agencies which employ hundreds of thousands, if not millions of spooks.  Romania had eighty percent of it's population spying on everybody else, until the country went bankrupt followed by like how in Frankenstein, the people took to pitcforks and torches to celebrate Christmas.

The Siege and Investiture of Baron von Frankenstein's Castle at Weisseria
Imaginos
Blue Oyster Cult
Marc Biedermann, Lead Guitar, with Joe Satriani, Rhythm Guitar
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAXLlaW_4cM


GravitySucks

Quote from: Theadora on December 28, 2017, 05:38:36 PM
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?  I started out giving Richard C Hoagland, and his partner, Expat, the benefit of the doubt.  They now hang together on their own retarded, petards, along with cronies, James Oberg and Stuart Robbins, who isn't even a real person, but an elaborate troll with a phony school run from a mailing address of a small office, coincidentally up the street from Gary Leggier.  He publishes none other than photoshpped images that make him look baby faced.  I suspect that Hoagland is an agent of the Department of Energy.  Oberg and Robbins might be DoD, CIA, NSA, or one of the numerous Federal agencies which employ hundreds of thousands, if not millions of spooks.  Romania had eighty percent of it's population spying on everybody else, until the country went bankrupt followed by like how in Frankenstein, the people took to pitcforks and torches to celebrate Christmas.

The Siege and Investiture of Baron von Frankenstein's Castle at Weisseria
Imaginos
Blue Oyster Cult
Marc Biedermann, Lead Guitar, with Joe Satriani, Rhythm Guitar
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAXLlaW_4cM

It is intuitively obvious to the most casual observer... the rooster.

Theadora

Quote from: GravitySucks on December 28, 2017, 05:58:26 PM
It is intuitively obvious to the most casual observer... the rooster.

Wow!  Great fucking answer!

http://www.enterprisemission.com/ir_analysis.html

A few of you may recall that, sometime back, we discussed our contention that not only were the vast majority of NASA employees "honest and open," but that among the "insiders," the ones who knew the reality of Cydonia and the bigger questions inside the Agency, there was a literal "war" (of sorts) going on.

We divided these two groups into the "Owls" and the "Roosters," two terms used inside the intelligence community to refer to groups that advocate suppression of a given issue vs. revelation of a given issue. Based on the events of recent months, the replacement of Dan Goldin with Sean O'Keefe, the MOC image of the Face, and the increasing signs of cooperation from NASA (the "Garvin phone call") for the first time in decades, we had concluded that the "Roosters," the whistle blowers, were "winning" this peculiar "war." We also concluded that it was only a matter of time before the walls around the Cydonia question came crashing down. We felt confident in this for one essential reason --

We know their timetable.

However, this does not mean that the losers, the "Owls," will go quietly away. And just which side is running this current "operation" â€" "will the Real THEMIS image please stand up" -- is what we are still trying to figure out ourselves.

In order to separate the good guys from the bad guys, our first order of business was to determine just "how" and "why" Keith Laney was apparently specifically targeted to receive this data, and just "who" pulled the necessary strings to implement this part of the "Grand Plan." And, most importantly -- who gave the orders!


albrecht

Quote from: Theadora on December 28, 2017, 05:38:36 PM
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?  I started out giving Richard C Hoagland, and his partner, Expat, the benefit of the doubt.  They now hang together on their own retarded, petards, along with cronies, James Oberg and Stuart Robbins, who isn't even a real person, but an elaborate troll with a phony school run from a mailing address of a small office, coincidentally up the street from Gary Leggier.  He publishes none other than photoshpped images that make him look baby faced.  I suspect that Hoagland is an agent of the Department of Energy.  Oberg and Robbins might be DoD, CIA, NSA, or one of the numerous Federal agencies which employ hundreds of thousands, if not millions of spooks.  Romania had eighty percent of it's population spying on everybody else, until the country went bankrupt followed by like how in Frankenstein, the people took to pitcforks and torches to celebrate Christmas.

The Siege and Investiture of Baron von Frankenstein's Castle at Weisseria
Imaginos
Blue Oyster Cult
Marc Biedermann, Lead Guitar, with Joe Satriani, Rhythm Guitar

This all should probably be moved to another thread since it only touches on GNS tangentially, at best.

Sorry, Expat, GS, and other scientists or engineers. An argument about spaceships, UFOs, various personalties involved with theories, Mars, gov't agencies, and engineering that cites both the great tv show "Magnum P.I.," and via an very interesting potential plot scenarios, AND BÖC (?!!??!) automatically wins; in this non-scientist or engineer's view.  ;) B.O.C.=Q.E.D.

GravitySucks

Quote from: albrecht on December 28, 2017, 06:15:19 PM
This all should probably be moved to another thread since it only touches on GNS tangentially, at best.

Sorry, Expat, GS, and other scientists or engineers. An argument about spaceships, UFOs, various personalties involved with theories, Mars, gov't agencies, and engineering that cites both the great tv show "Magnum P.I.," and via an very interesting potential plot scenarios, AND B.O.C. (?!!??!) automatically wins; in this non-scientist or engineer's view.  ;) B.O.C.=Q.E.D.


S.V.P.

Theadora

Quote from: albrecht on December 28, 2017, 06:15:19 PM
This all should probably be moved to another thread since it only touches on GNS tangentially, at best.

Sorry, Expat, GS, and other scientists or engineers. An argument about spaceships, UFOs, various personalties involved with theories, Mars, gov't agencies, and engineering that cites both the great tv show "Magnum P.I.," and via an very interesting potential plot scenarios, AND B.O.C. (?!!??!) automatically wins; in this non-scientist or engineer's view.  ;) B.O.C.=Q.E.D.

http://dorkmission.blogspot.com/2017/12/george-noory-youre-fired.html


THE Orbs Whiperer said...

    Seems to me, that it's not that the audience likes Noory for failing to ask tough questions and to hold guests' feet to the fire, rather it's that they like the subject matter, and C2C is the most convenient semblance of media coverage. Long time listeners to the show, aside from Sci-cop retards, unanimously miss it's creator, Art Bell. Noory is no doubt, aware of his shortcomings, but is more concerned about getting guests to do the show, many of whom would otherwise be too apprehensive of being exposed.
    December 20, 2017 at 2:02 PM
THE Orbs Whiperer said...

    Art's approach, is to give the guest every opportunity to make their case. He familiarizes himself with their work, and asks insightful questions, constructed to best make their case, in fact. As Art explains, 'it's a long show with a lot of time to fill'. During the final segment, Art opens up the phone lines, and lets the audience ask the tough questions, if they care to. Occasionally, Art will ask quite few tough questions of an especially, controversial, guest. If the guest evades or responds by answering a question not asked, instead, Art persists in asking the question two more times before it becomes obvious that the guest is a weasel. Then, Art asks the one big zinger, that might potentially undermine the guests entire position. Noory doesn't seem to care to listen that close or to have to think that hard. Hey, it works for him. He's still employed, and very, well paid.
    December 20, 2017 at 4:10 PM

Juan

I listened Christmas night. sNoory seems to be more engaged with his guests lately. I think it makes for worse shows.

ItsOver

Quote from: Juan on December 28, 2017, 06:24:48 PM
I listened Christmas night. sNoory seems to be more engaged with his guests lately. I think it makes for worse shows.
Heh, heh, heh.

http://youtu.be/IP81DPBHFEA

Theadora

Quote from: GravitySucks on December 28, 2017, 06:17:08 PM

S.V.P.

The point is that we were discussing this very topic at Dorkmission, when Expat pulled an underhanded tactic, which this forum ought to become aware of, so as not to be fooled when reading his censored blog.  He prohibited my points which he can't refute and which undermine his agenda.  Bellgab, in honor of Art Bell, is the control factor to establish fair play.


Robert

Quote from: Theadora on December 28, 2017, 06:19:01 PM
THE Orbs Whiperer said...

    Art's approach, is to give the guest every opportunity to make their case. He familiarizes himself with their work, and asks insightful questions, constructed to best make their case, in fact. As Art explains, 'it's a long show with a lot of time to fill'.
That was true of him in general, but it didn't seem at all like how he handled the flat Earther on MITD.  But then, maybe flat Earth is just so ridiculously pre-bunked that it didn't deserve the full Art.

I don't believe Mr. Noory simply cannot do a show that way, just that he doesn't care to because:
1) it would take work, and
2) the reasons the Whisperer gave.

Robert

Quote from: Juan on December 28, 2017, 06:24:48 PMI listened Christmas night. sNoory seems to be more engaged with his guests lately. I think it makes for worse shows.
In his case, yes.  Doing the show right would require restraint, plus doing background work and paying att'n, in the knowledge that you may not be able to show off the work you're doing.  It's like studying for an exam, knowing that most of what you're studying won't be on the exam, and there's no good place to write it in.

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