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Post by argonbalt on Dec 8, 2016 1:16:56 GMT
I think we can all agree the brain in a jar idea is an extreme with some serious draw backs, but it does build an interesting model.
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Post by phoenixzix on Sept 9, 2018 11:06:01 GMT
Generally we might be the worst place to ask this question. Quoting from 2001: "this is dynamite on paper. and those who came up with it weren't here" I believe that from the standpoint of a future engineer/military strategist, serving is not desirable as we understand alot of intricate details such as what pattern our brain will form on the habitat wall, should a 1g VCS dart get through the armor, and how likely that is. Yet, i believe the future society would be a lot less informed about all this as evident in the backstory, they keep the dirty parts out and recruit, and then they keep you by paying you a hefty sum so you don't leave once you know it. Joining might not even be a matter of choice, you might be forced to (ie,life is poor and mil pay is high, why not)or even drafted(as back echelon support or manning the planetary defense).Thus it might be imprudent to assume a "volunteer military" story wise.
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Post by gedzilla on Sept 11, 2018 20:06:10 GMT
Fuck no. Presume you live on Mars and enlist in the RFP Navy. Given how highly trained crewmembers are, you probably have some kind of advanced degree in physics/engineering. You spend 2.5 years in training with your fellow crewmembers, learning your job and how to work as a team. Remember that two years is barely enough to become a buck non-commissioned officer in a terrestrial military, so it's really not a lot of experience. Uh oh! War! Time to go kill some poor USTA slobs! Except they are at Saturn. It takes you six and a half years to get there, because your ship weighs-in in the kiloton range, so you're not going to get much faster than a Hohmann transfer. You arrive at your destination and spend a month maneuvering through the Saturnian system before you engage the enemy. If you're dead, your efforts were pointless and you just spent the last 6.5 years of your life away from your friends and family only to die unceremoniously in space. Your family will never see your remains. If you are lucky and good, 15 minutes later, you are still alive and the USTF slobs are dead. You then get to wait another 2.5 years for a Hohmann transfer window back home, then spend 6.5 more years in transfer before you can disembark at home and leave the RSP navy.Your stellar 18 year military career consists of 2.5 years of training, 13 years of interplanetary transfer, 2.5 years of peacekeeping operations, and 15 minutes of sheer terror/combat. You can't quit at any time. Except for your training period, you are working literally every day of your military career. So, again, fuck no. Caveat emptor: you could probably get there faster using gravitational slingshots, but my point is that transfers to the outer solar system take a long time for a human regardless of the circumstances. That's just space... and war... and space war. How many people who stormed Omaha beach had trained and planned for years only to die the moment the ramp dropped? The travel times involved are mind-boggling on the scales we're accustomed to, just makes it part-and -parcel for the course. The realities of it makes me darkly amused at the campaign story? (With the war in the asteroid belt heating up, why am I PERSONALLY being diverted to deliver this VIP? OOOOHHHHH, because Mommy-dearest wants so-and-so to associate the safe return of her daughter with our family name. Yay! Neptune is ours! Wait, why am I being shipped off to Jupiter? Without my fleet? To take command from this poor sod... who was assassinated... shortly before I arrived... Mom? Are you having dynastic visions over there?) Clearly the start of a GLORIOUS monarchy! I for one, welcome our new overladies
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Post by treptoplax on Sept 17, 2018 16:06:46 GMT
That's just space... and war... and space war. How many people who stormed Omaha beach had trained and planned for years only to die the moment the ramp dropped? The travel times involved are mind-boggling on the scales we're accustomed to, just makes it part-and -parcel for the course. The realities of it makes me darkly amused at the campaign story? (With the war in the asteroid belt heating up, why am I PERSONALLY being diverted to deliver this VIP? OOOOHHHHH, because Mommy-dearest wants so-and-so to associate the safe return of her daughter with our family name. Yay! Neptune is ours! Wait, why am I being shipped off to Jupiter? Without my fleet? To take command from this poor sod... who was assassinated... shortly before I arrived... Mom? Are you having dynastic visions over there?) Clearly the start of a GLORIOUS monarchy! I for one, welcome our new overladies Not to mention that the RFP leadership is probably now in a position to demand access to whatever technology (cloning?) New Nippon is using to have that immortal Emperor of theirs...
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