It would have to be Ancient Rome, Egypt, or Persia, at the height of its wealth and power.
Item brought: A lifetime supply of toilet paper.
“Time travel is impossible”
The Vulcan Science Commission
If it was not impossible, it would be incredibly dangerous. Let us say, for example, that someone went back in time and killed Hitler. By killing Hitler, one may have prevented WWII and the Holocaust, but the state of Israel would have never been founded.
If someone went back to 1963 and saved JFK from his destiny, he could of won in 1964, and the war in Vietnam would of been on his plate. He would of left in 1969 a vilified man. Or he could have lost in 1964 because another time travel bozo went back in time, saved marilyn Monroe, and stupid Marilyn would have spilled the beans on JFK, RFK, the sex and all that. Then America would of had Goldwater.
A Chinese traveler goes bck and murders Mao. Chaing Kai Shek becomes the victor and the KMT kills all the Communists and becomes an US ally. But chang pisses off the USSR in the process and plunges the two nations into nuclear conflict in 1965 over border issues.
Personally, the reason that I am living where I am living today (in another country) the reason I have the profession I have, and the wife I have is because of timelines and factors. Like a fool, I started smoking crack 12 years ago. I went to rehab three years ago. I wanted to go back to college to take some classes, and I HAPPENED to see a book sitting on a desk. I read it, and found a job overseas that I was interested in. I took the job (in another country, not where I am now), lost that job, went back to America, went to yet ANOTHER COUNTRY, did the same job. Got into a motorcycle wreck, stayed a week in the hospital, hated that country, went to the place where I am living now, met my wife, married her several monthes later.
I would of not met my wife IF>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
1.) I never smoked crack.
2.) I never saw that book at the college and read it.
3.) I did not get fired from that first overseas job.
4.) I did not get into that bike accident.
5.) If the job I have now paid less money than the other job.
6.) I never met someone,
7.) and that someone did not intrioduce me to my wife.
The odds in the year 2000 of meeting my wife from America to Asia makes winning powerball a cakewalk. This is why QQ47 astroid scares the hell out of me. I have beat the odds.
I’d go back to Florida, in early November 2000, with a copy of the front page of any major paper, and teach those idiots how to properly punch their ballots.
I think LHO likely killed JFK, but there are some doubts about the whole thing that I’d like cleared up.
Don’t need the weed, just havin’ fun…
Oh, and I’ve thought of a few more things I’d like to do…
Go back to the 15-1600s and shipwreck the Spanish conquistadors, etc.
Go back and try to figure out who Jack the Ripper was.
Go clubbing in 1930s Berlin, kill Hitler, etc.
Stop Buddy Holly and Richie Valens from getting on that plane, but not the Big Bopper.
Try to stop Bon Scott from dinking himself to death.
Boink that girl in college whom I later found out wanted to boink me…
:smack: :smack: :smack:
Obviously, Bon Scott didn’t “dink” himself to death, he drank himself to death. I’m sure he’d rather it that way, depending on one’s definition of “dinking”…
Go back to Germany, late '96. I wouldn’t take my GF for granted. Haven’t met anyone like her since. What a gal. I was a jackass.
Ansbach Germany, 1991. I would buy that VW camper the girl I was with at the time wanted and drive around Germany with her.
I’d go kick my teenaged self in the BUTT and have a good long talk with her!!!
I’d take something regarding my now adult self to prove to her who I was, and that she needed to LISTEN to me!!! 
I would get a gender reassignment, go back in time and have my own baby. 
Oh yeah, and all of that making the world a better place stuff.
I’d go back 5 minutes and make this post better.
How is Rap like Porn? Both are better with the sound turned off.
No matter how romatic or tempting going back into the middle ages seems to me I would never do that. First of all, I dont know the language. Any technology (even clothes) would mark me as a witch or somthing. I dont know the place and slavery, torture and persecution was the norm then.
What would I say to Christ that he doesnt already know and who in the heck can teach me arameic.
There is no real effective way to stop 9-11. The best that can happen is to turn it into a 9-27 or maybe a 12-25. Catching these yahoos would only postpone the inevitable nightmare they planned.
I would go back to October 1976. The day I first arrived in the USA. I would bring back the fastest laptop available with the largest hardrive full of past economic and stock trends, sports history, the treatment for aids, leukemia, lists of great inventions of the late 20th century, the winning numbers of all the lotteries in the US and the complete specs on how to rebuild and maintain may laptop.
My name is William Gates.
Feb 18th? 2001
Daytona, the one Item, Safe walls or the humpty bumper. the result, no dead Dale Earnhardt.
I would go back to a specific day in June 1986, taking a new pair of sneakers with me to a little hillside garden in Connecticut and when the Justice of the Peace says, “Do You…”, I will don those sneakers and run, run like the wind, run for my life and mever look back.
[sub]Did I do it right, spogga? I always try to follow the rules…:D[/sub]
ATTENTION spogga!!!
I am from the future and I have come to warn you!
Do not post threads with non-descriptive titles. Furthermore, do not post threads in the wrong SDMB forum.
If you do so, you will invoke the ire of SDMB moderators, and this is a very bad thing.
You didn’t listen to me, did you? <sigh> How typical …
SPIFF: I humbly apologise but gimme a break man I am newish to the SDMB.
BTW Just out of interest and without thoughts of hitting the bookies could you tell me who won the English Premiership and FA Cup this season…you did say you were from the future right?
I’d go back to about 5 minutes ago and eat that sandwhich… again.
November 22, 1969…Michigan Stadium in Ann Arbor…where my beloved Meeecheegun Wolverines, led by first year coach Bo Schembechler, hand the Ohio State Buckeyes their first loss in nearly two seasons. I have the game on tape (complete with cheesy 1969 commercials!) but being there in person would have been so much better.
Super Bowl I, to see Lombardi, Starr, and the Packers beat Kansas City. Even better, the following season’s “Ice Bowl” against Dallas, with Bart Starr scoring the winning TD.
August 13, 1967…West Park in Ann Arbor, where the Grateful Dead play their first ever show in Ann Arbor. As far as I know, there is not a recording of this show, so I would make sure to take a recorder and some tapes! Also, their 1971 shows at Hill Auditorium on the University of Michigan campus. Tickets were only $3, 4, and 5! For the Grateful Dead!
Jerrybear, you had a video recorder in 1969? :eek: I know they existed, but they were very expensive.
I’d go back to 1984 and kick myself in the butt, if necessary, to get myself to ask Anna-Marie Hubbard out on a date.