Showing posts with label planes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label planes. Show all posts

Monday, March 26, 2007

NASA v Airbus

NASA is apparently planning to cut a thinktank that deals with formulating the theoretical bases for far-off ideas, like navigating a spacecraft on magnetic fields or solar winds. This is a $4m lab doing long-term research, so it's an insignificant amount of money in terms of the NASA budget, and has no immediate tangible effect (unlike slashing funding for geological satellites). As far as I can tell, space exploration has had three areas of benefit to the American people. First, along with the Olympics the Space Race served as a safer outlet for Cold War nationalist competitiveness, beating the Russians on the moon so we didn't have to beat them here, to borrow a phrase. The second benefit was that meeting the grand challenges meant accomplishing a lot of intermediate challenges, for instance looking for signs of life on Mars required a sensitive, rugged device for detecting water vapor that, once someone actually built one, turned out to be useful in measuring water vapor in Earth's atmosphere, critical to predicting the weather. While this engineering benefit is more practical, and theoretically any challenge will do, it seems to be that it takes something so difficult and novel that the intermediate steps are all greenfield sort of challenges... nobody had ever built a lunar lander before the Apollo program, where if you ask Minnesota to try to fix the Crosstown traffic jam on 35W, you've already got a highway so the most innovative solution considered is to just add a couple lanes. The the third benefit is that nobody knows what will come from general scientific research, or what lies beyond the frontiers once we open them. When the speed of light was first measured precisely, and Sputnik was launched, nobody could claim to be envisioning networks of GPS satellites.

So anyways, some of NASA's current predicament and budget cuts are down to politics, and some of it to focusing on Mars, which should be that kind of grand challenge that requires broad innovation, but there's another cause I think is amusing given the current climate in aerospace manufacturing. NASA built all these space shuttles to serve space stations and carry heavy satellites to orbit, and then spent the next thirty years trying to find somebody with a space station or a heavy satellite. We never built a shuttle-ready space station, and electronics tend to get smaller in a hurry, so it turns out satellites and rockets got small enough that a lot of sites could launch them cheaper. Once we had the thing, everything we did had to be planned around it though, hence the exploration of space turned into carrying up a load of windex and paper towels to the Hubble telescope, and hanging out at Mir once the Wall came down. A lot of money and manpower went into keeping the shuttles flying, and a lot more is earmarked for replacing them, since we haven't been steadily innovating and improving our spacecraft like you'd expect over the course of 30 years (unless you count Armageddon in which case Billy Bob's on the job). This is the opposite of the biggest benefit of space exploration: finding new innovations and solutions, not figuring out how to reuse old the same old technology.

So that was kind of silly, but then the Europeans got in on the game and built its earthbound equivalent: the Airbus A380. The money spent on it has crippled the ability of Airbus to build and launch what their customers are actually asking for (a wide-body with lower operating costs), like NASA has to sink their resources into the shuttle. The A380 doesn't have any airports to land at any more than the space shuttles had a giant space station to dock at, and just like the commercial payloads never materialized, the freight version of the A380 now has zero takers, now that FedEx, UPS, ILFC, and Emirates have all canceled their orders, and nobody knows why Emirates is stocking up so heavily on the passenger version. The last time somebody launched a jumbo jet, the only thing that kept Boeing from going out of business was that the 747 had an unparalleled range for its day, even if you couldn't fill it, and they seemed to learn their lesson since the longest range planes on the market in the next few years will be much smaller 777's and 787's. On the topic of bankruptcy, it has been commented that despite doing a wealth of productive work, if NASA were a private company that didn't have Uncle Sam forgiving their strange wanderings, they'd have gone out of business a long time ago... it remains to be seen if Airbus can right itself without a little help from a funny uncle in Brussels.

Friday, September 29, 2006

Things that make me sad

1. Tara Reid is having breast reduction surgery. It's not that I liked Tara Reid any better with big breasts, actually she just reminded me of a prudish, whiskey-scarred version of Brittney Skye (except when Brittney drops her clothes and acts like a whore she's sober and on the clock). It's just that nobody liked her, so she got breast implants and nobody liked her either, so now she's going back to where she was only with scars and no sensation in her nipples. (Which allows her to be the only person not to notice the breeze going over them when her dress falls off.)

2. The large number of people on TV giving investment advice based on their prime position on the information curve, when they themselves clearly aren't benefiting from this information, is certainly tragic irony. Jim Cramer is a great showman, he has a TV show, a book, he's on Conan O'Brien, he's appearing at colleges with Tim Russert in front of packed halls, and he's living the dream when he orders up his never-ending pasta bowl down at the Olive Garden. The money from TV, public appearances, and royalties from his book is apparently siphoned off to prop up his poor investment positions, and he doesn't even have the coin to pick up a Zagat guide at Barnes&Noble. Ironically the guys on at 4am should be the wealthiest, since nobody's watching, preserving the value of their information about the market.

3. The Airbus transport plane known as the Beluga... actually that doesn't make me sad so much as it apparently does the Boeing tour guides. Just mention the thing and watch the tourguide wipe a tear from the corner of her eye and bravely announce, "Our plane is called the Big Green Pickle, some people like it, because they think it's cute and, and maybe they think it's funny-looking..." Ask if Boeing has ever had a successful water landing and bam, the tour's over right there, and you're hustled off to the gift shop.

4. Seafood restaurants in Seattle are full of vegetarians. I seriously don't think anybody in Seattle eats fish, which is really sad considering there's a whole big-ass bucket of tuna and crab next door called the pacific ocean. Actually now that I think about it the last time I had as much really questionable seafood it was in Massacheusetts, and the people I've met who never had high quality seafood (lobster, bluefin tuna, octopus, the stuff that you can't get by broiling something off a farm) all grew up near an ocean. And it all gets less fresh and more expensive the closer you get to the ocean... the clams are full of sand, the fish is tragically overcooked or wrapped in ham which is then charred (when they overcook the fish). Is it just that the midwestern customer knows fresh seafood is a rare treat and thus won't settle for $40 fish sticks? Anyways, it makes me sad, what with food and football being the only remaining pleasures in my life. Seriously, I expected the calamari appetizer at the Experience Music Project bar to be sub-par, but I didn't expect the worst preparation of squid I've ever had.

5. The Captain emigrating to China. It may not happen for a couple years, but I figure with the Olympics in Beijing, and the Republican Convention here, I figure it's only a matter of time. And if he goes to China, there's always the possibility Shing-Tung Yau will steal a Fields Medal for him. Pretty soon I expect to be getting emails from phil@peoplesdfl.cn saying "The Poincare Conjecture was clearly proved by the work of mathematicians in nnnnnnn-China!"

These things make me sad. But I try to remember it could be worse, after all, I had breakfast with my friend the Candyman this Sunday and he can't even sit down to a meal without being pursued by bees. And he's got a hook (but it ain't on his hand). I would also like to apologize to The Captain for the legions of dumb jokes about China I've been making for almost 8 years, I swear to god I'll stop after the 2008 Olympics.