What power do you have when there’s no one to subject to it?

17cm/s seems awful low. Is that its speed relative to Didymos?

Your math ain’t inherently wrong though. Without strapping a torch drive on that thing it ain’t going anywhere.

There’s also Santa is sick of your shit.

Along with the antenna, there’s another problem to solve - power. The probes need a power source that, after the better part of a century, can still output enough power to send a signal home. That doesn’t leave a lot of options. RTGs will not do for this, their power output is too low. It’s theoretically possible to build a battery large enough, but it’ll add tens of tons to the probe’s mass. A nuclear reactor would probably be lighter, but has the same problem as an RTG, in that its fuel supply will decay along the way. And if you need to make course correction maneuvers on the trip (cause let’s face it, we’re not going to bullseye a dwarf planet sized target from lightyears away), the probe has to stay powered for the entire time, so the propulsion system doesn’t freeze up. And now you need to worry about propellant losses.

EDIT: Finally got around to reading the article and I’d love to know what the author of this idea considers unrealistic if decelerating from 0.3c into orbit around a black hole >20 lightyears away sounds plausible.

Or that everyone else is just as horrible as they are, so they’d feel justified in being a sloppy fart of a person.

This is bullshit. I’ve been staring at it from every angel. They’res no hippo in this picture.

Your friends are constantly spewing EM radiation at you. So is your home. The trees outside. The very sky. There’s no escape. Even if you were to enclose yourself in a Faraday cage and exist in complete darkness, your own body would still be bathing your surroundings in EM radiation that bounces off the cage.

Most of us lose the playfulness as the responsibilities of adult life pile up. Between work, family and everything else, there’s just no time. But that playfulness, doing something just for the fun of it, is armor. It helps ward off depression, relieves stress, it keeps our mental health up. We need hobbies, we need things in our life that are just fun and enjoyable, and we don’t need to feel guilty about taking some time to relax and unwind.

I live out in the countryside. The nearest store is about 2.8km away. Put on some good music, get an ice cream for the second half of the trip, it’s a lovely walk. I could catch a bus back, there’s a stop right by the shop, but my timing is generally shite. If I’d be halfway home by the time the bus comes, I’d rather just walk.

Reminds me of Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns cutting a compliment promo on each other.