I think we should have a turn of phrase for “I’m not in the right, but I AM annoyed with this situation, so I just need to go bitch to a friend about this before I suck it up and go do the right thing” because more and more I’m finding this is a critical element of functional adulthood.
This is fascinating and I love the part with the mushrooms and the worms if this really works but my favorite part is that we spent decades like “oh no….oil is soaking into fur and feathers….if only we had something that could soak up all this oil”
seeing this makes it look like such an obvious thing that should be installed all over the place.
“The turbine is designed vertically with long blades. It covers less area on the ground and is easy to handle. It can easily be assembled and disassembled which makes it durable. Solar panels are fixed at the top of the turbine to generate extra electricity. The device is capable of producing approximately 1 kilowatt per hour of electricity. A single ENLIL turbine can easily provide the average daily electricity needs of two households.
Apart from that, the turbine also contains inbuilt sensors like carbon footprint sensors, to detect earthquakes and IOT platform. The safety and comfort of the city are also ensured.
The turbine can be installed in parks, near seashores, rooftops, households but the roads are the ideal locations for the device. The big vehicles like buses can provide a lot of wind energy. The speeding vehicles on the highway can provide enough wind for these turbines to work all day and night without stopping. The energy generated can be transported to places or it can be used for maintenance of roadways.“
Concept: wainscot cyberpunk. Families of five-inch-tall, inexplicably British people living inside the ductwork of the crumbling arcology, maintaining a society hidden from all the normal-size inhabitants. The protagonist is a girl with a cyborg arm made of Lego Technic, powered by a nine-volt battery that she wears as a backpack. Instead of hacking in cyberspace she physically goes inside the megacorporate mainframes and beats up the tiny robot cops guarding the hard drives.
(At first the presence of tiny robot cops inside the mainframes is just an unexamined premise the audience is encouraged not to question, but eventually it’s revealed that one of the families has secretly sold out to the corps, and that’s why they have anti-tiny-person defences. The matriarch of the traitor family shows up for the final confrontation wearing teeny mirrorshades and a little Armani suit.)