Capturing Wake Energy Without Drag ?

why is it called science fiction, shouldn't it bhe called unscience fiction?

 

I've always believed there was infinite potential in wave energy harvesting wings on a boat. In considering all the action- reaction potentials I had never considered the effects of the argument as a catalyst for change. In consequence of this current debate and the exposure of the prototype to unseen and unknown influences above, I now have a very big crack in the door of a national retailer that may add Nickel Iron Batteries to their on the shelf inventory. Over the years I've met many people that have tried to buy the batteries without success. If these batteries make it to store shelves across the country there are going to be a lot of very happy people with alternative energy projects like electric cars and home solar- wind projects.

As a secondary or possibly greater reaction I also have the potential guidance of a battery expert now. He indicated that there were better available battery choices for solar-wind hybrid boat propulsion.Now I have to find a way of tapping his knowledge and abilities.Based on his background reactions, I intuitively believe he is sitting on a lot of untapped desire and ability in alternative energy concepts.

As a sometimes radically thinking amateur investigator I have had some impact upon academic scientific thought.One of the Physicists that used to speak with me said their primary interest in me was my anecdotal arguments for belief in three dimensional time and mans out of normal time abilities.He indicated that anecdotal illustrations would assist both students and faculty members in bridging the divide between their theoretical beliefs and personalities at war with the concepts due to philosophical and religious thought patterns. He also indicated that anecdotal illustrations drawn from within social sciences would help build tolerant attitudes towards their concepts inside other faculties. They were serious enough about the anecdotal arguments that they asked me to lecture the faculty about it and to participate in closed door faculty group discussions along those lines.

 

I suppose that I should confess that I wrote the message. The mystery is, where did the overwhelming vision and faith come from that inspired me to write it with such confidence ? I left the house after that literally on fire with confidence and anticipation. Resolving my Pavlov's Dog issue while walking around campus was in itself a monumental achievement. By the end of the day I had achieved more than I have in one day in decades.

 

Get a twitter account... this is a boat design forum...

 

The first really serious and valid advice by so far.

And of course the final as well........................

 

Agreed! Send this thread to Twitter!

 

A final note on the experiment involving exposure of my prototype to the stars and other unseen forces.Last night I was so excited about yesterdays results that I put my prototype back out on the lawn along with my in sink research vessel. I left them both out all night. When I got up this morning to remove them I was overwhelmed with delight to see my bark and howl at the moon drunken frenzy next door neighbors loading furniture onto a convoy of trailers.A year of 9000 decibal giggles and ground shaking firecrackers at 2:00 A.M. has finally come to an end.

For the time being the aluminum wing prototype is retired. It remains to be seen what the consequences of restful nights will be upon creative genius, ( or lack of it.)

 

Are you sure those cigarettes weren't dried peyote dipped in LSD?

 

The energy and enlightenment were not products of the tobacco as much as they were the story that accompanied them. He told the story with so much vitality and excitement while my mindset was focused on the alien visitation aspect of the post I was working on. ( I threw in the time traveling alien for the benefit of my friend Stephen. )

The giver of the tobacco is a professional dumpster diver. He makes a very good living as a bottle picker and finder of lost and discarded objects along roadways etc. The rare finding of a willfully discarded package of cigarettes along the roadway is quite thrilling for him because he usually smokes rollies made from butts . That day he had found three separate discarded packages along his route. For him that is an outstanding miracle. As he prepared to give me two cigarettes he said, " Two of them ( meaning the packages) are all wet now so we'll have to let them dry a bit before I can give any of them to you. For now I'll give you two from the dry package. "

The combination of his overwhelming enthusiasm over his discoveries with my literary mindset plus lack of sleep the night before resulted in my brain exploding with probabilities. I related the three packages he found to my three threads here, related them to the prayer energies of the people trying to quit smoking and concluded that I was experiencing a miracle rarer than mere visitation by a time travelling alien. As he handed the cigarettes to me I knew I was standing upon the precipice of major miraculous change.

By the time I got to the University I was beginning to have doubts about the miracles randomness. My friend Stephen is known to hang around internet threads that discuss three dimensional time and he can be a trickster.I concluded that if he had hacked my computer during the 2 hours I was writing the post he could have set up the storyteller with a little help from faculty members within the Psychology and Anthropology departments.After a little more meditation I concluded that even if Stephen had set up the storyteller, the day was a day of miraculous accomplishment, enlightenment and transformation. If he did set up a trick it was a pretty good one that produced greater reactions than even he could have predicted.

With so many physical and metaphysical probabilities to dwell upon who needs Peyote ?