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Don’t forget Big Al, prohibition, and the charleston and flag pole sitting. Oh my achin butt.
“Don’t forget Big Al, prohibition, and the charleston and flag pole sitting. Oh my achin butt.”
—Umm, I think that was the 1920s; though I have no idea who Big Al was. You don’t mean Alan Suess from Laugh-In?
Al Capone
Well what happened in the 30s then?
Capone
OK—that was the '20s—early '30s you’re thinking of (Prohibition was from 1919–32, I think). The Charleston was 1923 and flagpole sitting late '20s.
1930s? Lessee. Good stuff: the golden age of films, great Big Band music, gorgeous, flattering clothes for men & women, increasing social freedom for women, introduction of air-conditioning.
Bad stuff: the Depression, the Dust Bowl, continuing repression of minorities, increased hostilities overseas.
I’d say it’s a toss-up. Besides, in 20 years it’ll be the 1950s, and you’re screwed all over again!
Well I just looked up Al Capone. He was convicted of Income tax evasion and imprisoned in 1931. Not much of an influence probably. :o…:0
One difference is that people work more overtime today. At least, my wife, daughters, son-in-law and myself do. (Although I confess to sometimes posting messages to The Straight Dope from work.)
Anyhow, in the 50’s in New York most could count on working 9 to 5. It was acceptible for a suburban commuter to walk out of a meeting, saying, "I’ve got to make my train.)
One difference is that people work more overtime today. Certainly, my wife, daughters, son-in-law and myself do. (Although I confess to sometimes posting messages to The Straight Dope from work.)
Anyhow, in the 50’s in New York most could count on working 9 to 5. It was acceptible for a suburban commuter to walk out of a meeting, saying, "I’ve got to make my train.)
One difference is that people work more overtime today. Certainly, my wife, daughters, son-in-law and myself do. (Although I confess to sometimes posting messages to The Straight Dope from work.)
Anyhow, in the 50’s in New York most could count on working 9 to 5. It was acceptible for a suburban commuter to walk out of a meeting, saying, “I’ve got to make my train.”
Plus, all the appliances manufactured in the 1950s had those rounded corners on them, so you never had to worry about hurting yourself by bumping into them. (You’d impale yourself on those big “fin” taillights on the backs of cars, instead.)
Right tracer but getting your tit caught in the wringer was a real possibility.
~tracer
The langauge thing was just my own experiance I suppose. I was able to relate lots of words when I took French.
Grammer in english easier? English is 90% memorization! The romance langauges at least have rules that are REGULARLY followed.
~Dhanson
I do not have intro to calculus.
Well, I admit I haven’t had very much calculus. This is my first year, but it’s AP calculus and is supposedly the equivalent to a college course.
I learned differential calculus as being derivitives. Dy/dx and such. Integral calculus is integrations.
can you define yours please?
I still maintain argument that the standards have been raised.
1950’s architecture bites. Absolutely hideous.
I believe Duesenberg made a 4-valve per cylinder, overhead cam engine in the early 1930’s. They may even have had a supercharged version if I recall correctly.
Those engines had something like 250-300 hp, at a time when the average car engine was probably more like 50-75.
That’s not what’s meant by differential equations. Finding the derivative of a polynominal is basic calculus, learned in high school.
Differential equations are used in second year college classes. They are of value in, as an example, finding recurrance values for continuous linear systems.
Quick example:
Picture a linear differential equation with constant coefficients A:
A5 y’’’’’ + A4 y’’’’ + A3 y’’’ + A2 y’’ + A1 y’ + A0 y = 0
(where the prime mark (’) shows derivatives with respect to t, so A5 is the coefficient of the fifth derivative y with respect to t)
y(t) can be reproduced discretely by a recurrence relation of the form B5 y(5dt) + B4 y(4dt) + B3 y(3dt) + B2 y(2dt) + B1 y(dt) + B0 y(0) = 0
where “dt” is the time increment of the simulation.
So, given the coefficients Ai of the differential equation, can you determine the coefficients Bi of the corresponding recurrence relation?
It’s not, in other words, high school calculus derivatives.
- Rick
Remember, too, that up till (I think) the 1940s, Saturday was considered a half-workday!
As far as architecture goes, the U.S. was a much prettier place before the 1950s, when so many of the gorgeous 19th century buildings were demolished to put up the hideous glass boxes that now pass for cityscapes.
Bored2001 wrote:
Sigh English SPELLING is 90% memorization. English grammar is dirt simple and is as regular as that in any Romance language. Don’t even get me started on the irregular-verb-form count in other languages vs. English.
Hate to take this all the way back to the original topic, but I’m just starting to read GD again after a long hiatus.
I’m a senior in college, and when I wake up at 7:45 to make it to my 8:30 class on time, I’ll be damned if I’m going to put on makeup or curl my hair or wear a dress. They’re lucky I can’t go to class in my pajamas. It’s not a matter of personal style for me, it’s comfort and convenience. If I’m going to be sitting down for two hours at 8:30 in the morning, I’m not going to make it worse by waking up an hour earlier to make sure I get to class looking like a fashion plate. It’s uncomfortable, and I lose valuable sleep over it, so why even bother? To paraphrase DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince, “I go to school to learn, not for a fashion show.”
I’m going to give everyone conniption fits by agreeing with Drain on this one. College students are SUPPOSED to “look like bums,” that’s part of the eclat of being in college. After you graduate and join the real world, you start dressing like a grownup. But college is one of the times it’s excusable to wear sloppy sweats, jeans and T-shirts.
OK, I used to dress in thrift-shop glamour when I was in college (nifty frocks from the '30s and '40s, bought for a song at Veteran’s Warehouse), but that’s me . . .
Excuse me! I think that dressing well implied a certain respect for the professor! Granted, nobody has to dress like a fashion plate, but at least clean clothes, without holes, and outer garments without obscene expressions printed on them would seem to be appropriate. I live near several colleges, and I can verify that many students do resemble the local homeless people.