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Better! A shareholder is free to dump their stock in that company and invest in a corporation that shares his political/business philosophy. Why would an investor bet on a company that he feels is making decisions (in the form of political donations) that are detrimental to it's business health?

You need to slow down a little.

Yeah, I agree that it would be a tough call.

Always wore a watch but no other jewelry. Always a cheapo ... usually Timex.

Only one man was ever allowed to wear sunglasses. Probably because his pair used up all the available raw material to make them.

Tough to pick just one but I'll go with Jake Brake.

How long is the line?

Happy Fathers' Day all you Dads! Edit: I tried to attach as a text file but formatting was not good. Disregard if not interested. We seem to hear of stories of aircrews after they are in the theater of operations but seldom hear of how they got there. So here's an excerpt transcribed from Dad's WW2 diary attached. (Probably written sometime after returning home.) I'm including in this thread as a sort of Fathers' Day tribute. On the morning of Nov. 5, 1942 I left my home at Plant City, Fla. to go to Sebring, Fla. to enlist in the Air Corps at Hendricks Field. I remained at Hendricks Field until the following Saturday when I was sent to the reception center at Camp Blanding, Starke, Fla. where I was sworn into the army on Nov. 9, 1942. Immediately I found myself undergoing the so-called processing, which I have found to be the worst part of the whole business. That lasted about a week and I went from there to Spence Field, Moultrie, Ga. where I was to receive my basic training. I was there only three days when I was sent back to Hendricks Field, the base where I had enlisted in the fist place. At Hendricks I had what was supposed to be my basic training and I also began my career as an airplane mechanic there. I completed successfully a course in B-17 specialist mechanic and it was there I had the 1st opportunity to do what I had looked forward to all my life, to fly. After that first time I was convinced more than ever that that's what I wanted to do so while I was there I put in a few hours both as mechanic and just passenger - just for the pleasure. When I really began to like the place and the work I was sent to Airplane Mechanics School in Miami, Fla. on Jan. 16, 1943. The main reason why I liked Hendricks was that it was only about 80 miles from home. Well anyway I went to Miami where I spent the next 4 1/2 months at the Embry-Riddle School of Aviation. I graduated from there on May 1, 1943 and was sent to Baer Field, Ft. Wayne, Indiana where I joined the Troop Carriers Command. I was assigned to the 52nd Troop Carrier Squadron and I left Ft. Wayne May 17, 1943 to join the Squadron at Lawson Field, Ft. Benning, Georgia. While at Lawson I had my first furlough, only 5 days. I remained there until June 5, 1943 when the Squadron moved to Grenada, Mississippi. A few days after I arrived at Grenada Army Air Base I went to Evansville, Indiana where the Squadron was on maneuvers. After the maneuvers were over I went back to Grenada and went to work on the line again. The rest of the time I spent at Grenada I shall never forget, for I spent many hours flying, including a trip home by plane one weekend. When I was at Miami I had taken the examination for Aviation Cadet and successfully passed it. And it was while at Grenada, Miss. that the Cadet orders caught up with me. I was transferred out of the 52nd T.C. Sqd. and was sent to Miami Beach, which at this time is a replacemen center for Cadets. After two weeks at Miami Beach, I was sent to the 72nd College Training Detachment at St. Cloud, Minnesota. What a deal this C.T.D. but I knew it wouldn't last forever. After three short months I went to Santa Ana, Calif. for pre-flight. What a brain-wrecking deal that was but that too came to an end and at last I went to primary flying school at Ryan Field, Tucson, Arizona. There, after I had received 38 hours instruction, soloed and everything to make me think I was well on my way to the goal, the worst happened. Partly due to my neglect and partly to the fact that the Army had all the pilots it wanted at that time I was eliminated. Well I went to gunnery school from there like a bird who just had it's wings clipped. What a miserable place this Kingman, Arizona. And there I stayed for about 10 weeks, eating, drinking and breathing dust. I finally got through and received a substitute for the wings I wanted - Yes, a great big pair of silver gunners wings. When I left Kingman I was sent to Plant Park in Tampa and also had a week at home before going there. It was here at Plant Park, near my own home town that I met my crew. Well we were crewed up and a better crew could be found nowhere else in the air forces. We were sent to Gulfport, Miss. for training and while there, for being one of the eight outstanding crews, we won a trip to Cuba where we all had the time of our lives. Well training finally came to an end and we were sent to a staging area at Hunter Field, Savannah, Ga. to await shipment overseas. We were given a brand new B-17 and on the morning of Dec. 15 took off for (illegible) in Manchester, New Hampshire. We stayed there overnight and left for Goose Bay, Labrador where (illegible) had a little mishap in landing and we spent two weeks in that Ice Box. Those two weeks included Xmas and New Years day 1945. We finally got away from Labrador and landed at Meeks Field in Iceland 12 hours later. There we stayed for three days when we took off for Valley, Wales, landing in Valley 5 hours later. The next day the pilot, the co-pilot, and I flew to Belfast in Northern Ireland to take a new B-17 to a modification center at a place near Belfast called Langford Lodge. We took a boat from there to Scotland and train from there to Stoke-on-Trent in England to join the rest of our crew. After a few days at Stoke we were assigned to the 452nd Bomb Group at Attleborough, near Norwich, Norfolk County, England. (Station 142, Deopham Green).

Yes, "quick thought" caused me to fail to do the first thing I usually do when looking at these types of problems ...take the conditions to either limit and see what happens mathematically. Instead, I went the "visualization" route assuming we didn't have enough information.

OOPS! pi/6 cubic miles

Congratulation!

My first thought (quick) is that no volume measurement has been referenced, only length, so not enough info to possibly answer. Not a math major, just an artist . What do I know? There is a unique answer, and knowing that helps solve the problem in your head in 30 seconds. Or you can use calculus and spend an hour over it. Well, it looks like the remaining toroidal bit might fit into a one cubic vmile box. Admittedly, no intuitive problem solving based on any math, just a couple of quick sketches and the hint that it can quickly be solved in your head. As an imaginary central cube gets bigger, so does the ring-shaped remains. Just a guess that the number is a whole number and it doesn't "look" like enough stuff left to fit 2 boxes. ETA - I'm changing my answer. I'm going with "half + a little" again.

Volume of the sphere - volume of the tunnel - the volume of the 2 "caps" (which are not included in the tunnel measurement). Don't I also need to know the diameter of the tunnel?

My quick answer is 3.1416... miles. but that's flat geometry. I bet calculus makes me wrong again. Or something else does. Half of that + a little.

not ANY latitude to start - they'd still have to be 10 miles north of specifically defined latitudes with circumferences of 10, 5, 2.5, 1,25, ...... but yes, any longitude on those starting latitudes and the north pole Yes, but there are many multiple gazilliions of those starting latitudes as you approach the 10 mile distance (but not quite get there) from the pole.

a latitude with a 10 mile circumference either northern or southern hemisphere?? Close! the North Pole and any point along a latitude 10 miles north of the southern latitude with a 10 mile circumference!

My quick answer is 3.1416... miles. but that's flat geometry. I bet calculus makes me wrong again. Or something else does. Half of that + a little.

a latitude with a 10 mile circumference either northern or southern hemisphere?? Close! the North Pole and any point along a latitude 10 miles north of the southern latitude with a 10 mile circumference!

a latitude with a 10 mile circumference either northern or southern hemisphere?? Close! the North Pole and any point along a latitude 10 miles north of the southern latitude with a 10 mile circumference!

Well, you are using two frames of reference. Either magnetic south is as far south as you can go or you have to include true north pole as a valid start point. I'll further simplify by just disregarding the magnetic poles and using the true north and south poles and conventional lat/lon "lines" defining NSEW to make it easier. No moving surfaces impeding or aiding progress either. The thread is about "quick thought". Hint - the answer is not 2

OK here is a quick one. Imagine starting at a point on earth. Travel due south 10 miles. Travel due east 10 miles. Travel due north 10 miles. You are now back at the starting point. From how many starting points can this be done? Where is/are the point(s) located? (Assume the earth is a smooth sphere and there are no obstructions in your path.)

Just curious ...which ones and for what reasons? I think repubs have appointed 17 to the Court beginning with Ike through GWB. So 13 or 14 of those have been "nightmares"? Is it because of ideological differences or because of actual rulings, decisions or opinions of cases that have been heard by those Justices? Which cases?

Almost forgot Jorma! Starts at 0:00