I can’t help but think that the list of things in the “proposed implementation” is more “hope” than “likely to come to pass.” Trump seems to not be aware that space exists and that it’s the most important, long-range thing that a President can *actually* influence via policy.
As a framework, on the whole it sounds pretty good. Whether or not it’ll come to pass… shrug.
And so it begins:
Perhaps Alec Baldwin and Barbara Streisand and all the rest of the useless One Percenters who have “threatened” to leave the US if their choice of President isn’t elected will, at last, finally up and split. Just imagine if places like Berkeley emptied out, moving north to live high on the hog in their presumed socialist paradise.
Sadly, it takes 6 years to gain Canadian citizenship. One wonders if President GMF could bribe the Canucks to speed that process along…
The Giant Middle Finger candidate won the Presidency. I honestly didn’t think that would happen.
As uncertain as I am about how this will work out, I can’t help but be endlessly entertained by wondering about whether any breakable objects within reach of the losing candidate remain unhurled.
This is *much* funnier than it has any right to be.
What *appears* to be the story:
OK, kids, everyone pull out your Magic Vorlon 8-Ball and ask… “How will this end?”
On one quiz, 29 out of 32 students responding knew that Jefferson owned slaves, but only three out of the 32 correctly identified him as president. Interestingly, more students— six of 32—actually believed Ben Franklin had been president.
Oy.
I maintain that quizzes such as this should be integrated into the voting booth. Collect a pool of hundreds of question like this, and provide each question with six unambiguous multiple choice answers. The computer tallies up your answers. Four, five or six correct answers, your vote counts. Two or three correct answers, your vote counts half. One or zero, your vote doesn’t count. When you vote, you are given a receipt that shows that you voted and what your votes were (which I believe most electronic voting machines do now anyway), with an indecipherable code at the bottom. The *following* *day,* you can go online and enter that code, and it’ll tell you how you did. By doing so the following day, people who did poorly won;t go bugnuts and trash the voting establishment.
The vote-quiz could be made available for weeks in advance. This is something you’d have to do on-site, presumably inside a Faraday cage to keep people from Googling the answer. By having a registered quiz answer in advance, people could still vote early or vote by mail.
Some people will claim that a voting test like this would be racist (or sexist, or transphobic, or whatever goofy hobbyhorse they happen to ride). I suspect that many of these same people believe that voter ID laws are racist. Those people should watch this:
Someone get this guy a contract *stat.*
“Screw this. Let’s go to space.”
This scene is something like 50 years old. And if you can ignore the craptacular 60’s “fashion” and the stereotypical stilted talkin’-to, this is a remarkably “modern” speech. Every generation thinks they’re special and destined to change the world, just seems to be a part of growing up. And don’t tell me that the Modern Problems that Friday describes – again, about 50 years ago – don’t seem like exactly the sort of Modern problems people yammer on about today…
Be sure to stick around to the end.