Today is Story Problem Monday. I hope you're ready to do a little mathing.
The intent was to expand upon yesterday's dialog regarding freedom, laying out a firm argument against its very existence since there is absolutely nothing in our life that does not require some form of resistance, friction, restriction, necessity, coercion or influence.
The intent was to expand upon yesterday's dialog regarding freedom, laying out a firm argument against its very existence since there is absolutely nothing in our life that does not require some form of resistance, friction, restriction, necessity, coercion or influence.
Instead I gravitated to a new paradox. Unlike freedom, I believe progress is attainable...It's still an abstraction, like refracted images of birds disappearing in a moment's notice, but possible nonetheless. The probability factor is another story altogether, and quite low to be fair, but the remote possibility is there.
Here are your parameters:
An aeroplane traveling 200mph (roughly 322 kph for most of the world) departs from "Starting Point-X" at 12pm (noon) on Monday, heading in a straight line for "Destin-Y."
It takes said aeroplane 40 hours, nonstop between the two locations, ultimately landing at "Destin-Y" at 4am on Wednesday morning.
Without getting all caught up in the hypothetical details of a plane with an extraordinarily large fuel capacity, how far does our aeorplane travel (the easy part of the equation) and can you define "progress" within the context of this aeroplane's journey?
If you have the equivalent of a 2nd grade education in mathematics, you'll get question A without fail. However, you'll likely need the equivalence of a 3rd grade education in philosophy for question B.
Today's Jazz Hands are no better than they were on the first day of deployment, way back on January 1st of this year.
If you have the equivalent of a 2nd grade education in mathematics, you'll get question A without fail. However, you'll likely need the equivalence of a 3rd grade education in philosophy for question B.
Today's Jazz Hands are no better than they were on the first day of deployment, way back on January 1st of this year.
Day two-hundred and eighty complete.
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