November 10
We'd stayed up too late last night and so everyone woke up a little bit later than we should have. Meghan said that she couldn't stay for too long because she had some things that she had to do before class, and she said that she could walk back herself if me and Aric wanted to have some fun, but I thought it would be better to include her and Aric said that he'd give her a ride, and she asked if he meant a ride to campus and he said that he would do that, too.
That was a nice way to start the morning, and then while they were getting dressed I went downstairs and started coffee for them, and for me, too, and even though Meghan was on a kind of tight schedule, we had five minutes to enjoy our coffee before Aric drove me and her back to campus.
I got in my flight gear and I couldn't decide if I should go to the Nature Center or go on a longer flight instead. There had never been anyone there who had given me any trouble, but I was still thinking about what Mister Salvatore had said, and I was safer in the air 'cause people couldn't get me when I was in the sky, and I thought it would be good to exercise my wings, anyways, so I had to pick a direction, too, and this time I was gonna fly into the sunrise, even if it meant I had to talk to the airplane directors in Battle Creek.
So I got permission to fly and I had to stay low until I got to Galesburg and then I was probably gonna have to go down in Augusta, too, but maybe not. I wouldn't know until I asked. And when I had my permission from the airplane directors, I also sent a telephone telegram to Mister Salvatore so he would know where I was going, too.
I took off and followed Main Street through town until I got to the railroad bridge, and then flew over the tracks and followed them east.
My watch said that I was at five hundred feet and that was a good altitude, because I was well clear of electrical wires but also lower than airplanes were supposed to go.
I was over Galesburg when I saw the sun poking above the distant horizon, and I glided along so that I could enjoy it. That also made it last a little bit longer, 'cause I was losing altitude while I glided, but I had enough to spend on a sunrise without being in any danger.
Then I climbed up a bit higher, cresting at a thousand feet, and then I thought that I'd call the Battle Creek airplane directors before I got too close, so I could plan what I wanted to do. And my watch was smart and knew what frequency they were on, and I called them and told them that I was following the railroad tracks, and they said that I could continue on my course but to hold my altitude until I was at the 194 Highway, and to let them know when I got close and they'd decide what to do with me then.
I wasn't quite sure how far I'd go before I crossed it, although I'd been over it before when I'd followed the 94 Highway to Battle Creek. And I was thinking that maybe when I got there I could follow it south to the 94 Highway and then follow that back to Kalamazoo, but I'd decide how I felt when I got there, 'cause it might be a longer way back.
There were some other airplanes talking, and so I listened carefully to find out where they were. Some of them wanted to land at the airport and so that meant that they might be crossing my path, so I'd have to keep a good watch.
I was getting close to the end of the runway when I heard them tell a FedEx airplane that it could fly, and those were big airplanes, so I looked down the runway and saw it lined up and pointing in my direction, and I watched it take off and at first it was kind of slow and then it started to get bigger and closer really fast and I thought for sure it was going to hit me, so I went into a panic dive, and I'd lost almost half my altitude when it roared over my head.
I think it looked closer than it was, just because it was so big and powerful, and I'd just started to climb again when its wake hit me and tumbled me in the air, and when I'd gotten level again I swore at it even though it couldn't hear me. And then I looked down the runway just to make sure that there weren't any more of them that wanted to take off before I started to climb again.
The 194 Highway was pretty obvious, and when I looked off to my right, I could see the 94 Highway as well, so I decided that I'd go back that way, and called the Battle Creek airplane directors to tell them.
And I didn't follow over it exactly, but made a big, broad curve over the highway that had me flying back west by the time I was over the 94 Highway.
It was kind of fun watching the cars and trucks go by underneath me, and I played the game again where I tried to see how long I could follow a particular one with my eyes before I lost clear sight of it.
From my altitude, I could see past the minor bends in the road, so I could keep track of them pretty far, and I'd usually wind up losing them when I looked around to see something on the ground or make sure that there weren't any other airplanes trying to sneak up on me or fly over my head and knock me out of the air.
And when I was looking down I saw a black car that was going east cross out of its lane without looking to see if there were any cars next to it, and the two of them bumped into each other, and then the black car turned too far and went sideways with a loud screeching of its tires.
The other cars around it, who had been paying better attention, darted around it to either side if they could or just stopped where they were at, and I wasn't sure who I should tell. I'd never tried using my portable telephone while I was flying, and I thought I'd probably drop it if I did, and I didn't think I should tell the airplane directors, either, because they had a lot of airplanes that they were directing and cars weren't their responsibility. And the people down there probably had portable telephones of their own and knew who they were supposed to call.
Traffic was slowing down in the east lanes faster than I was flying, so it was kind of odd to see the line of traffic in front of me stopping, and it took a while before I got past where it was slowing down and stopping, but by the time I got to Galesburg it was moving at the normal speed again.
I could see Morrow Lake off to my right, and when I got to the western end of it, where the dam was, I turned off the highway and took a straighter path back to campus, 'cause I was starting to get tired. At least all the water I drank while I was flying made me get lighter.
I remembered to call Dori when I was crossing towards Comstock, and just to be safe I dropped down to five hundred feet. And she said that there weren't any airplanes that were taking off any time soon, and I complained about the one that had flown over my head in Battle Creek and she asked if I wanted her to call them and yell at them, and I said that she probably shouldn't. I didn't think that they'd done it on purpose, and I'd just been in the wrong place at the wrong time.
By the time I finally landed on the boardwalk, my wings were aching and my camelback was completely empty. I hadn't been as careful about conserving water as I had been when I flew across Lake Michigan, 'cause I hadn't really thought about how far I was flying, but I bet it had been almost fifty miles. And my winter coat growing in along with some missing feathers hadn't helped, either.
At least there was no one in the shower, so I could get right in and rinse myself off with cold water, and I only warmed it up a bit when I was ready to use soap, 'cause it worked better in warmer water. Humans don't have a lot of cold-water soap, 'cause they like to take warm showers, which are nice for relaxing muscles but don't help for cooling down.
I shook myself off and then went back to my room to brush my coat and preen my wings, and I had enough time to do a good job, then I put my Ogden Nash book and my astronomy book in my saddlebags and went to lunch.
Cedric was really looking forward to Aquamarine coming, and he told me that her helpers were bringing her because Jenny was busy for the weekend, and I thought that was really nice of them.
I asked if they thought that they were going to win, and Cedric said with Aquamarine watching he'd play his very best, and Leon said with me cheering them on, he would play his best, too, and that since they were the two greatest players on the football team, that was all it would take to win.
Trevor said that they were being too cocky, and Leon said that Albion had had a terrible season, and if they didn't win against them, then they might as well hang up their helmets and give up.
I got out my poetry book but Cedric held up his hand and said that I was bringing poetry to them and now it was their turn to do it for me, and he said that the two of them had chosen poems on their own that they liked, and they were going to read them for me.
So Leon read his poem first, and it was called A Psalm of Life, and at first it was kind of depressing but then it got a lot more hopeful, and Leon said that his father had a framed copy of the poem above his desk at work, because it had been his grandfather's favorite poem, and I thought that that was really nice that a poem could be passed down through generations like that.
And then Cedric said that he'd had picked one by Leonard Cohen, who he said had died just a couple of days ago. It was called The Ballad of the Absent Mare, and it was really sweet. He said that it was actually a song, and he wasn't sure if it counted, but I thought that it did, and I said that he should read it for Aquamarine because I thought she'd really like it, too.
Then I went around the table and I hugged Cedric first, and Leon said that when people saw they were going to think that the best players on the football team had turned into sissies, and then he leaned down and hugged me anyway.
Cedric walked with me to return my tray and dishes to the kitchen, and he offered to carry it, too, but I said that I would. And he said that maybe he was getting sentimental, but he was going to miss our poetry days and I said that I was going to, as well.
I beat Anna to class, and I sat down in my usual seat and I'd already gotten out my notebook and opened it to a blank page before she arrived.
Professor Miller reminded us again that we were going to meet to go to the Nature Center and look through telescopes, and then she told us more about how the universe was expanding and that it meant that in the past it was denser and hotter.
And she said that in theory you could find that out by looking at things that were very, very far away, because they should look different since it took so long for the light to get to us. And the first thing that they found that helped people figure it out were called quasars, which were supermassive black holes that were moving away very quickly.
She also told us how galaxies from then were different than now, and our telescopes had gotten good enough that humans could see them.
Professor Miller told us that we could figure out how old the universe was from what astronomers could see, and it could be measured like you could figure out how long you'd been in a train if you knew how fast it was going and how far it had gone, but she said that it also turned out that Hubble's Law described it, and it was about seventeen billion years old, and that humans had found stars that were between twelve and thirteen billion years old.
And then she told us that the end of the universe could be that it fell back in on itself, and that could only happen if it weighed enough and it turned out that it was really close to that weight, which was called the critical density.
So they had to measure what the average density was, and you could figure out how much mass it took to make a certain amount of light, or you could also measure orbits because that could give you the mass of it.
Neither of those calculations gave good answers, though, so astronomers started calling it dark matter, and she said that she was going to tell us more about that in our next class.
I was too tired to fly around even though it was a nice clear day, and so I read some more of my World War One book, even though I really didn't want to, 'cause I knew it would make me sad.
Germany knew that they would lose a war of attrition, so they used their submarines to blockade Britain, trying to starve them, and Germany told Mexico to go to war with America, but they didn't. Food was running out in Russia, and the Tsar fled, and then America decided to join the war, but the German blockade was working.
In the sky, the early airplanes were scouting around like pegasuses would, and other airplanes were trying to shoot them down, and the air war got so bad in one month it was called Bloody April, and that was also the same month that the German submarines were sinking seventeen ships a day.
French soldiers started to refuse to fight, but Greece decided to join the war. And the Russians gave up, too, and ships started to move in convoys with warships to keep them safe from submarines.
The German Chancellor considered a peace treaty, but the army said that he couldn't and kept on fighting. And Italy and Austria-Hungary fought the eleventh battle of Isonzo until everyone got tired, and I thought that they should have given up long before.
A bunch of countries who weren't fighting yet all declared war on Germany just because of the submarine attacks or because they thought that the Allies were going to win. And the British got Jerusalem, but the Italian front collapsed and Lenin took power in Russia and the United States hadn't sent anyone to fight yet, so it looked like the Allies might lose.
And then the British sent a whole battalion of tanks in and they made a big advance and then broke or were destroyed, and the Germans pushed them back.
Finland declared independence from Russia, and then Romania and Russia signed an armistice, which meant that they weren't going to fight anymore.
They were the smart ones, I thought, and anyone else who wanted to fight was dumb. I didn't understand how humans could be so clever about lots of things and so dumb about other stuff. They needed to think more about making friends, and if Princess Twilight had been there I think she would have taught them an important lesson. It was almost like they were repeating the mistakes we'd made so many years ago, when ponies almost destroyed themselves fighting between tribes.
People must have thought that they were doing the right thing even though it was kind of obvious looking back at it that they were being dumb, and would have been a lot further ahead if they'd just kept talking to each other instead of fighting. And not only were they dying in the fighting, but so many things were being built just to be destroyed on the battlefield, and that also seemed like a real waste of effort. Plus all the fields that were ruined and couldn't grow a crop any more, and homes that were destroyed, and as far as I could tell it hadn't really accomplished anything worthwhile.
I almost had forgotten that I was supposed to meet with Pastor Liz, and I was a little bit late but she wasn't mad at me. And when I told her that I'd gotten done with the whole Bible, she was really proud, and so we talked about what it all meant. She asked me if reading the Bible had answered my questions about who God was, and I said that I thought it mostly had.
I said that I thought He was kind of like Princess Celestia in a way, and that He had gone to live in heaven now instead of His house in Jerusalem, and now He didn’t come down to talk to people too much anymore, but sent angels instead.
Pastor Liz said that she didn’t know a whole lot about Princess Celestia, but that God wasn’t the same. She said that Princess Celestia was very much like a pony, but God wasn’t really like a human, even though the Bible said that He had created man in His own image.
And then I remembered what we’d learned in Astronomy about how the universe had more dimensions than we could see, and I asked her if she meant that God lived outside the universe that we knew and sometimes He had come down to Earth to talk to people but mostly He just watched from beyond, and she said that that was true.
And even Professor Miller had said that God could have made the Big Bang, and I said I wondered if He had gotten lonely with a big empty universe below Him, and that was why He had created humans and cared about them so much, and Pastor Liz said maybe it was.
I got to dinner really late because of my meeting, and almost everyone was gone from our table, except for Anna and Reese, and they weren't eating any more but they were just talking, and I didn't want to ask them to stay just for me, but they did. And Reese got out his notebook and showed me a character he had made for Pathfinder, which was like LARPing but you could do it while sitting at a table. And on the page next to it, there was a drawing of the character that Anna had made for him.
I didn't eat too much, because I had to go to cheerleading practice. And I kind of wasn't looking forward to it, because the uniform was too hot, but it would be worth it tomorrow when I got to cheer on the football team.
I'd looked at the weather, and it was supposed to be warm but windy, and hopefully the wind would help cool me off. And maybe I'd forget about the weather when I was out there, anyway, because I'd be doing something fun.
I had just a little bit of time before cheerleading practice, and I decided that instead of going back to my room I'd just relax on the quad a bit, and Reese and Anna went out with me and she got out her sketch pad even though it was dark out and started to draw, while he laid on his back in the grass and said that if there weren't all the lights in town he could probably see a million stars, and then he said that the college had been around for hundreds of years and there weren't street lights when it was first built, and he said that sometimes he tried to imagine what it had been like back then. He said that maybe the tree we were under was just a little sapling then, and now it towered over the quad.
I probably should have taken my flight gear with me, but I didn't want to put clothes back on after I got out of my cheerleading outfit, so I just walked down the quad to the gym, and I didn't see anybody suspicious.
We did our warmups, and then Sandra helped me get dressed again. The uniform smelled clean so she must have washed it after practice, 'cause most of it had been soaked through.
We went through all of our routines, and then they practiced throwing me some more, and we even decided that we'd even try a coordinated throw with two fliers, and that took a bit of practice to get the timing right, but I could just watch what the other girl—who was named Caroline—did and match her. It looked kind of funny, though, because she did the splits in the air and I couldn't do that, so even after we'd practiced it, Sandra decided that it looked kind of silly.
I was completely lathered by the time we were done, and as soon as I got into the locker room I asked Jessica to help me get undressed. And while she was helping me get my wings through the slits in my vest, I asked her if it was okay to get the uniform wet with water.
She said that they'd cheered in the rain, so it was probably okay, and I decided that tomorrow I was going to cool off in the shower before I took my uniform off, and then I'd get undressed and shower properly.
I just left my uniform draped over the bench and went to the showers, and I picked the one next to Caroline 'cause I'd seen that she wasn't so happy that I was gonna get thrown in the air. She probably thought that I was coming to take her place, and that wasn't true, but I could see why she'd think that.
So I made sure not to splash her with cold water because that would probably make her madder, and at first she didn't really want to talk but then she opened up a little bit after I told her how impressive it was what she could do with her body without being able to fly at all. I said that if I didn't have wings, I'd probably just crashland after I was thrown up, and even though I'd been flying all my life there was stuff she could do that I couldn't do.
And she told me how she thought it wasn't right that I just had come on the team like that and only attended practice for the last week and everyone was letting me have almost anything I wanted, and I didn't really understand all the work that went into being a good cheerleader, and I admitted that she was right, and I think she was surprised by that.
She said that I was too cute and too nice to stay mad at, and I nuzzled her hip which kind of surprised her because she was still in the shower and slippery with soap. And some of the bubbles went in my nose and made me sneeze.
I kept talking to her while she got dried off and got dressed, and we still weren't exactly friends, but she wasn't mad at me anymore.
When I left the gym, I took off for the Nature Center so I could look at stars. And since I didn't have any of my flight gear, I had to stay low and be careful in case there were helicopters flying around. I knew the route really well, and so I knew how high I had to be to clear all the trees and wires, and even though when I got closer to the Nature Center there were hardly any lights on the ground to guide me, I could see well enough to know where I was going, and I landed near the clearing and the cluster of telescopes.
It was perfectly clear outside, so I didn't have to fly up and shift clouds around, so I got to look through the big telescope at the nearby planets, and then we started to look at stars. And some of them that looked like stars from the ground really weren't. I got to see a galaxy called Andromeda, which was really pretty. And with the telescope you could also see that some stars were a different color than the rest, because they were burning at different temperatures.
There was one star called Betelgeuse, which was going to explode into a supernova someday, and people didn't know when for sure, and Professor Miller told me it was possible that it had already and we weren't aware of it, because it took the light over six hundred years to get to Earth. But she said that she thought it hadn't yet.
When my turn at the big telescope was over, she also pointed out a constellation which humans called Pegasus. I said that it didn't look like me at all, and she said that I just needed to use my imagination.
When we were done looking at stars, I could have flown back but I thought it was smarter to ride back in the van. She drove us up the hill and stopped near each dorm so that people who lived there could get out and not have to walk as far. And so I had a little cluster of astronomy students with me all the way to the door of Trowbridge, and it was only when we got inside that we split up and went our separate ways.
Peggy was looking at her computer when I got back, but she must have been almost ready for bed, because she was in her sleeping clothes already, and she told me that she'd been thinking of going to bed a little bit early but then she'd gotten on Facebook and she'd gotten sucked into all the different articles and what her friends were saying about the election. And she said that at least Colorado hadn't voted for Trump which made her feel a little bit better about it.
She said that she was looking forward to the football game and asked if I was ready for it and I said that I thought I was but we'd find out tomorrow. And then I told her how hot the uniform was and she laughed and said that that was the price I had to pay for being a cheerleader, and she was right. Even when I didn't like it, I had to obey the rules if I wanted to do things.
Mr Salvatore is going to be having a, What Do You Mean, Silver Got FedExd. Youre Fired, moment?
Maybe Silver might like The Galaxy Song?
The cheerleader must be having problems if she is even worried about a two month temp taking her place. As least they wernt yelling in the shower.
Extra word here.
Kinda the point, SG. You'll get used to it.
Well, he could give her a ride while giving her a ride. But that always end up with a dead driver and a dead passenger, so please don't do that.
German War Room, 1914
"Our advance into Belgium has been proceeding smoothly, Field Marshal. The French, British and Belgian forces are falling back—"
*A flash of magenta light erupts in front of the general and field marshal*
"Hello! My name is Twilight Sparkle and I—"
"Oh my god, a talking small horse! Guards! Get that animal out of here!"
"Excuse me?!"
*Guards burst in and grabs Twilight*
"But you humans just need to be friends! You don't have to kill each other..."
*Twilight gets dragged out of the war room*
"What nonsense was that stupid purple horse spouting?"
Winston Churchill was asked how he could stand conferences & all the jaw, jaw, jaw. He replied "Jaw, jaw is better than war, war."
7863668 And then Twilight gets fed up with their crap and freezes all of Europe in place so she can get to the bottom of the matter.
True dat
We should all use this naming convention. "Hello, I am the Jimmy."
heard them
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Miss Silver Glow just learned a valuable lesson:
The plane almost killed her because she saw in its path. She should have taken evasive action immediately upon learning that a large plane was about to liftoff.
The God of Liz is small and petty.
One of the tales that every Australian school student hears about WW1 is Simpson and his donkey.
Another link to the story.
Oh you.
...you can't take the sky from me
Squee
Once upon a time there was a pegasus who flew so high and so fast that you can still look up in the night sky and see the streaks of light she left in her wake.
I don't think it quite works that way, unless she sweats a whole lot.
It is interesting through the whole story how much Silver's endurance is limited by her need to drink. Seemingly more than a human would although she is going much farther than a human would in the same time (I can't think of anyone who would have a 50 mile 'morning jog'). I understand that humans, despite sweating more than most animals, are actually quite efficient at cooling as I don't think most animals can move at high speed and loose all that much heat but Silver's situation seems rather extreme.
If Silver Glow gave her position and altitude, why did the tower clear the FedEx for takeoff? They are the ones who cleared her into class c airspace. The tower should have either have had the FedEx hold or have had Silver remain outside their until the plane passed.
Ah, open communication. So much more effective than trench warfare when both sides are open to it.
As for God and the universe, I view it as more of a "let's see what happens" scenario. I suppose that presupposes a less-than-omniscient God, but I still like it.
7864447 Doubtful, Bis. Maybe if I go to US someday.
7863828 What? The giggle test? And you think I'm batsh*t crazy?
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The GiggleTest means that a lie is so stupid that it makes hearer laugh at the stupidity of they lie:
At 1st, the Russians made their lies plausible:
In the spring, I heard some mouthbreathers saying that Hillary Clinton as Secretary of State gave weapons to Dæsh in Syria. I figured, that in the early days of the Syrian Civil War, we might have accidently given weapons to Dæsh or this could be a campaign-lie. I fact-checked it —— ¡those not fact-checking claims are morons!* —— and it turned out to be a lie.
Evidently, the Russians became curious and wanted to see how ridiculous their lies can be before the rightwing nuts reject the lie as preposterous. They discovered that teabagging birthers believe anything:
The 1st lie I heard which failed the GiggleTest was in the summer when the mouthbreathers stated that Bill Clinton goes around raping women, but we do not hear about it because Hillary Clinton follows her husband around and murders the raped women. ¡That is fucking crazy!
The stupidest fakenews I heard is that Hillary Clinton molests children, kills them, and chops them up into pieces. A man from North Carolina believed idiotic fakenews about Hillary Clinton running a child-prostitution-ring from a pizzeria and shot up the restaurant. When I heard about the incident, my thoughts were that the shooter is either stupid or crazy, despite never hearing the fakenews before because the fakenews failed the GiggleTest. ¿Was that you? ¿Do you read FiMFiction from jail awaiting trial for shooting up the pizzeria?
The claim that 3 million illegal immigrants voted on electionday fails the GiggleTest. Okay, I shall plain your game and factcheck the stupid claim:
PolitFact:
False
Snopes:
Unproven
Off of the top of mine head, I can tell you that between 2000 and 2014, only 31 documented cases of inperson voterfraud. If one wants to steal an election, intercept absentee ballots or count the votes (pollworkers and gamed electronic voting equipment).
* Epistemic Responsibility is the principle that it is the responsibility to believe only true things. One should only believe things supported by sufficient evidence. Objective Reality exists and we should strive to figure out what it is. I shall link a video, but if the wrong video shows for you, you will have to clear the cache by reloading the page:
7864912 I really don't want another argument. You're acting like an idiot and I don't speak with idiots.
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¿Projecting much? You are the one reposting debunked fakenews which failed the GiggleTest; so now, should have been rejected as absurd from its inception. Even fellow Republicans told Trump, after he parroted the claim from InfoWars —— ¡only lunatics believe the insanity of Alex Jones! —— that as President Elect, he needs to be presidential and knock off the ridiculous claims, when he claimed that 3 million illegal aliens vote in the election.
This is mine advice for you:
¡Stop being a credulous fucktard!
When you heard the claim that 3 million illegal immigrants voted, you should have exclaimed bullshit because it is a ridiculous claim. Even if a claim is plausible, you should factcheck check it. This goes for all claims —— ¡not just political claims!
7865002 I'm sorry, I can't understand a word in your comment- "fakenews." Is it newspeak? Are we living in 1984? With our politicians, it sure feels like it. It's a little hot in here... oh my G-d, are your pants on fire?
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⸘How can someone as stupid and crazy as you still be alive‽
7865043 FYI, I am legally a genius.
7865044
As stated, I do not believe anything without evidence. Please provide proof. Frankly, I am skeptical of your claim. As Professor Carl Sagan said:
Can't wait for the moment when Silver is going to ask the cheerleading team if she and some friends could have the shower room for an evening xD
Also does the school has a news paper or something. It's kind of strange that not more newspaper people run into ponys. And given how much Silver does on earth she should have met a few here and there? Or is the FBI keeping close watch, so that ponys can have a nice stay? Again that screams for more stories afterwards.l! ;-)
Damn good job so far Admiral, even with a few typos here and there, your endurance to write this is incredible. The story has become a highlight of every day for me!
Cedric picked Ballad of The Absent Mare by Leonard Cohen.
Ah'm tellin' ya. He's goin'. Ah'm feelin' it in mah bones!
Excellent poem choices everyone; excellent!
Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough.
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,
And you feel you've had quite enou-ha-ha-ha-ough!
7865053 I have an IQ of 151.
ENOUGH!!!
Walabio, take your anti-religious sniping, your TMI boasts of your alleged sexual prowess, and your political screeds, and
BattleScarredPony, STOP BAITING THE TROLL.
I, for one, am sick and tired of BOTH sides of these useless pissing contests. And I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one.
7865552
You still have not documented your claim. I personally find very difficult to believe that someone who believes that 3 million illegal immigrants voted, a claim failing the GiggleTest, from Alex Jones of InfoWars, could have a triple-digit IQ.
7865693
No. Let me take this in order:
"your anti-religious sniping" is because no evidence that gods exist. Those pushing gods are lazy rich people, working only 1 day weekly, trying to get the working poor to give to them 10% of their income. You are free to continue to drink the Grape-Flavored Flavor-Aid if you like.
"your TMI boasts of your alleged sexual prowess" refers to me stating that Aric will have a good time with Miss Meghan and Miss Silver Glow. I am sorry that you have no such personal experience.
"your political screeds" if people like BattleScarredPony will make ridiculous statements, I shall call them out on their idiocy. I would have been nice if the claim would have been plausible:
BattleScarredPony:
"Secretary of State Hillary Clinton gave weapons to Dæsh in the early stages of the Syrian Civil War."
Walabio:
"Upon factchecking I discover that no, she did not. One should really factcheck all claims."
But he posts ridiculous claims failing the GiggleTest:
BattleScarredPony:
"3 million illegal aliens voted in the election."
Walabio:
"While laughing hysterically,¡ that fails the3 GiggleTest you moron! To be fair, I shall factcheck it; ¡it is false and comes from Alex Jones of InfoWars!"
BattleScarredPony:
"I have an IQ of 151."
Walabio:
"Laughing so hard that he cannot even breath, ¡sure you do! ¿May I please see documentation for that claim?"
Silver is right to say that it would have taken Twilight Sparkle to stop WW1. After all, if not for Twilight and her friends, Equestria would have gone through its own grinding total war as well.
Don't worry, just tell them she's so badass she can fly into a tornado and they'll respect you again.
More like the coutries ruler were being dumb. Sure some people did think like that too, I mean, they did kill Jaurès, but for the most part, it was obvious from the start that it was dumb. Someone ougth to show her Merry Christmas someday. Migth restore her faith in humanity.
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Where there are rules in place to keep wake turbulence away from small aircraft, there probably aren't any for ponies . . . yet.
It's less of a worry about losing her job and more of a 'changing the routine at the last minute because someone else wants to join in.'
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Fixed; thank you!
She means hot in the other way, but yeah.
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Yes; that's one form of distracted driving that's best avoided.
Somebody ought to write an alternate version of Stardust by Arad where this happens.
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Better to be talking than fighting, I think. Even if talking is slow and it sometimes seems like nothing is getting done, it's still better than war.
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Or banishes everyone to the moon. Can she do that now that she's a princess, I wonder? Is that one of her princess powers?
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This is why ultimately the ponies will defeat us all. They'll weaponize their cuteness and then it's all over.
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I'm all in favor of it. Or the Bob Dole/Trixie technique of referring to oneself in third person.
I seem to recall in an earlier chapter I had 'the Caleb.'
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Nobody had warned her about wake turbulence or how far it persisted behind and below the aircraft. The classification categories for separation don't include pegasi, and the airport failed to consider just how light she is.
Well, that's your take on it.
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That's a story that Silver Glow would like, even though she's not a big fan of donkeys.
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The pegasus anthem.
Seriously, thank you for that. I like Leonard Cohen, and now I have another song to love.
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The funny thing is that it's entirely possible that pony constellations could be formed exactly that way.
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I don't think it quite works that way, unless she sweats a whole lot.
She does. She's mentioned getting lathered a few times after a long flight. So she's drinking at about the same rate as she's sweating.
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Plus besides sweating, she's losing moisture as she breathes, too, although of course not as much.
Horses are one of the few mammals that sweat a lot to cool down, and a horse can sweat up to four gallons an hour during hard exercise. Since Silver's flight magic doesn't work as well on Earth, she's working pretty hard on her flights, and her long flights are basically marathons. She's also got a limited capacity in her camelback (I think it's not even two gallons), so that's not a huge amount of water.
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They didn't think about the wake turbulence. If she'd been a small plane, she would have flown through it without any trouble at all, but she's about a ton lighter than a Cessna. Plus she wasn't expecting it, either.
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I agree. Sometimes it's hard, but you can't reach common ground if you won't even talk to other people.
I do, too. But maybe that is 'humanizing' God and a mistake on our part.
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Well, it's not a bad place to visit. We've got a lot of great stuff here. Or you could visit Canada and just admire America from over their border hedge.
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As far as I know, the showers at the gym are open to anyone who's using the gym. Probably, they would prefer that you not mix genders but I'm not actually sure what K's rules about that are.
The college does have a weekly newspaper; when I was there it was mostly just about stuff that happened on campus. Sports scores and the like. It wasn't meant to appeal to a wide audience. I think that most likely whoever was in charge of it set the course, though, so it could be full of fluff one year and the next be hard-hitting news.
Likewise, I suppose that one of the DJs at the local radio station might consider doing an interview with her, but that would be on their own initiative. The station had no real guidance for what DJs did or didn't do.
I'll be honest, I'm surprising myself. I never thought I'd make it this far. I'd hoped, but I wasn't sure I'd have the moxie to pull it off.
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Despite what I said in the last comment, you may be right.
Seriously, how many other stories on FimFic have readers suggesting poetry?
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It's good advice, though.
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Even Twilight might not have been able to do it. I think the Equestrians are less likely to want a total war . . . although if there is one, they'd be relentless, and utterly destroy anyone who opposed them, I think.
Equine psychology 101: Don't get in a war because wars are dumb. Flee from combat if possible so that you can live another day. But if you do get in a war, utterly destroy your enemy as quickly as possible so that they can never fight you again.
(the whole blog series is well worth a read)
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Exactly! She fights tornadoes, she's flown in storms would crash a commercial aircraft, and she also reads poetry.
Really, when you get down to it, most wars are dumb, and people should just take a step back and ask what they're fighting for. Of course, it's one thing to say that and quite another to unpack all the history that leads up to a war.
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I prefer not to censor comments (so long as they're not personal attacks or violate site rules), but some people need to continue their argument via PMs and not in comments sections. I probably should have put a stop to that particular one, or at least suggested that if they wanted to continue their debate to go somewhere else.
7978487 Remind me of a joke in on of the Asterix comics book about the family feud in Corsica. One of the corsican is telling the story of a feud beetween two familly, say that there is a rumor that it all started back then for that silly reason or this one. Anyway, no one really remember why, but it was very bad. That all you need to know.
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7979297 Stardust was bloody good. The FoE of XCOM.
Does this also explain His deep, abiding interest in where men stick their dicks, and when, and with whom, and so on?
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I could ask a pastor what he thinks about that. He'd probably say that it is largely a product of the Israelites and their rules for living, and when you get down to what Jesus actually said when He made a new covenant, the old rules got replaced by the new ones. As I recall (not a Bible scholar), Jesus didn't say a whole lot about sex (although other writers in the New Testament did, I think).
*then
Adoraglow strikes again!
Betelgeuse. Betelgeuse. Betelg-
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Correction made; thank you!
I bet in Equestria, you could really summon him that way.
IIRC, between 1914 & 1918 they built approximately 1 million warplanes. About 5% were still flying when the war ended.
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Yeah, I could see that. I bet the stats for WWII were about the same, in terms of planes that survived through the war.
Did you also know (this is one of my favorite fun facts) that there are more airplanes under the ocean than there are submarines in the sky?
But the water only changed location, so it's inside you now, Silver.
Awwwwwwwww.
I get it, but still...