They were 12, 12 I say
O.K. I have to correct this. Recently I was talking with some guy who swore on Allah, Brahma and Jessica Rabbit’s breasts that the only AMERICAN astronauts to set foot on the moon were the Apollo 11 dudes. As if that weren’t enough, he even thought that several cosmonauts had gone there also. :rolleyes:
Hadn’t that perturbed me sufficiently, I read here that there were 14 moon-walking astronauts. My eyes hurt from reading this. HELLO? Can you count to 12? Haven’t you watched Apollo 13? They didn’t make it you know.
Let’s do some math to try clear up the confusion:
6 successful landings,
2 men per landing,
number of astronauts on the moon = 2*6
Guess what? The answer is 12.
Yes, 12.
Boy, all this stupidity has really messed my head up. I better let go of some stress:
The flag flutters I tell you, it really flutters.
Well, Dah! Of course it does, but not for the purported reasons proposed by that psycho. Hasn’t that dude heard of Occam’ s Razor? The simplest explanation is the most likely one. So, what caused the flag to flutter in the absence of an atmosphere?
Once again, Dah! After planting the flag, Aldrin turns around, his ass pointing in the direction of the flag. Suddenly, the inevitable happens. BOOM! His ass does what it is supposed to do, it farts. The wind pressure exerted by the fart allows the flag to gracefully undulate, its stars and stripes rhythmically resonating to the tune of the fart’s frequency.
End of story. Now, on to other matters:
Kubrick did it!
Promptly after making his masterpiece, 2001: A space Odyssey, Nasa officials called upon him to make another space related movie. They came with a nice story about astronauts going to the moon and that sort of crap. They even had a nice working title: 1969: A Lunar Conquest.
Rather naively, Kubrick bought their story and agreed to direct the film. Upon conclusion, NASA officials edited it and showed it to the unsuspecting world as irrefutable proof that men had indeed venture to the moon. Kubrick’ s ire was released immediately but before he could reveal Nasa’ s dark secret the boys from the CIA got to him and offered him a one way ticket to hell if he opened his mouth. Thus the secret was safe. Until now…
You see, Kubrick wasn’t stupid. He always had a slight suspicion about the whole project, a splinter in the mind if you will. I mean the idea that “Nasa goes Hollywood” sounds obscenely silly, don’t you think? Anyway, no issue delving into the past. The important point here is that Kubrick kept a copy of the original print before handing it to Nasa. In his will, he reveals the place where he hid the evidence that convincingly establishes without any doubts the fakeness of the “lunar landings.” That remarkable proof is to be uncovered, according to his testament, next year–2001, poetic, huh?–on the day of his birthday.
All your doubts shall be elucidated by then. And who knows? He might win his first Oscar for that motion picture? Wouldn’t that be ironic?
And, BTW, yes, I’m drunk. 