Perimitr
http://www.corp-gov.org/glossary.php3?glossary_id=40 "Dead Hand" corporate contingency.
http://www.brook.edu/dybdocroot/Views/Op-Ed/Blair/19931008.htm "Soviet Dead Hand" 3
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doomsday_Machine
The Soviet Union built the world's only doomsday device, known originally as the "dead hand."
I don't know what the spoken words "Dead Hand" sound like in Russian, but I have a hunch that I would recognize them. It seems to be a linguistic euphemism for Mutually Assured Destruction, native to either Russian or it's English translation.
An attractive thought, to think of the world being decimated of humanity, viscerally and graphically, owing to a single act of input. One so insignificant that it may even fit in the peramers of a "Mistake" or "typo".
But, I guess that the eschatological cataclysm would require at least a passive command (or a command of any magnitude- cause and effect basic) to ocur.
How hard could ending humanity be? I suppose that's my question.
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Yet another situation befell me last night when I decided to accept that all hope was lost.
I crossed paths with one of Kristi's old girlfriends, Shannon, I think her name was. She was loitering ouside a little spanish cafe on Seymour, near the station, as I sulked home. I had encountered her an hour or so earlier back in New West running aboard a bus. So I thought it strange enough seeing her again, purely by chance, that it warranted stopping to chat for a minute. They responded civilly, if somewhat fastidious about talking to me. They dismissed me with "Have a nice evening." to which I responded: "Well, a slim chance now, but you never know..."
And lo and behold, out swung my second chance from behind the concrete girder. I even made it out ahead of the game. Depending on how you want to look at it.
I mean, why dilate a truly mundane, self-diminishing act into a grand adventure as I do?
A: Because it's fun.
http://www.brook.edu/dybdocroot/Views/Op-Ed/Blair/19931008.htm "Soviet Dead Hand" 3
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doomsday_Machine
The Soviet Union built the world's only doomsday device, known originally as the "dead hand."
I don't know what the spoken words "Dead Hand" sound like in Russian, but I have a hunch that I would recognize them. It seems to be a linguistic euphemism for Mutually Assured Destruction, native to either Russian or it's English translation.
An attractive thought, to think of the world being decimated of humanity, viscerally and graphically, owing to a single act of input. One so insignificant that it may even fit in the peramers of a "Mistake" or "typo".
But, I guess that the eschatological cataclysm would require at least a passive command (or a command of any magnitude- cause and effect basic) to ocur.
How hard could ending humanity be? I suppose that's my question.
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Yet another situation befell me last night when I decided to accept that all hope was lost.
I crossed paths with one of Kristi's old girlfriends, Shannon, I think her name was. She was loitering ouside a little spanish cafe on Seymour, near the station, as I sulked home. I had encountered her an hour or so earlier back in New West running aboard a bus. So I thought it strange enough seeing her again, purely by chance, that it warranted stopping to chat for a minute. They responded civilly, if somewhat fastidious about talking to me. They dismissed me with "Have a nice evening." to which I responded: "Well, a slim chance now, but you never know..."
And lo and behold, out swung my second chance from behind the concrete girder. I even made it out ahead of the game. Depending on how you want to look at it.
I mean, why dilate a truly mundane, self-diminishing act into a grand adventure as I do?
A: Because it's fun.