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Meet Mary Sherman Morgan, rocket scientist, munitions and chemical engineer and one of the most instrumental players in the launch of America’s first satellite, Explorer I (shown above). According to her colleagues she “single-handedly saved America’s space programme”.
Mary started out life as a poor farm girl in North Dakota, her parents chose not to educate her by choice so that she could work on the farm. Eventually, she managed to graduate high school and then ran away from home to go to college and study chemical engineering.
During her studies, WWII broke out and there was a shortage of chemists in the country. Mary was offered a “Top Secret” job at a factory and had to accept without being told what the factory made or what her job would be. It turned out it was a munitions factory – Mary was put in charge of the manufacture of 3 different types of explosive. In her tenure the factory produced over 1 billion pounds of ordnance for WWII.
With the war behind her and after graduating her degree she started working for Rocketdyne under Dr Silverman. In the 1950’s the US was in a race to launch its first satellite into space. American rockets were just not successful, they either couldn’t accelerate to the necessary speed or would blow up on the launch pad. Out of dozens of other engineers Dr Silverman put Mary in charge of solving this problem. She invented Hydyne, a brand new and powerful liquid fuel. In 1958 Explorer I was successfully launched into space using Jupiter-C rockets powered by Hydyne fuel.
Shortly after this success, Mary left the world of work to become a stay at home mum. Much of her work was top secret and she was a very private person - she actively avoided the press. Barely anyone knew about what she did for the space programme. It was only at her funeral did her colleagues begin to share her story. “Mary single-handedly saved America’s space programme” he said “and nobody knows but a handful of old men”
she’s so touched for a moment
This is important to me as a reader. Now, I haven’t seen these films, and I haven’t read these books. But I read books in general. I’m a woman, but for most of my life, I’ve read books with both male and female pov’s. It didn’t matter to me as long as the story was good. But of all my guy friends who claimed they were “readers” too, none had read books with female pov’s. Because “that would be gay” or “why would I want to read about some chick” or “I’m not going to read some romantic girly bullshit like that”. How many times have I recommended a book with a female pov to a guy and had to qualify it as “but there’s really great world-building” or “she writes really good war” or “the battles are pretty awesome”? As if all that makes up for there being a female pov. And they would still pull sour faces at me and not crack the recommended book. I shouldn’t have to add a qualifier. Men-you aren’t going to get cooties for reading a book with a female pov. That’s why I like this gif-set. This young man was absorbed in the book and saw himself as Katniss, the female pov, and wasn’t ashamed to admit it. This is my goal of reading. This should be the goal of readers of fiction. Live another life. Live a thousand more lives. I’ve been Perrin Aybara and FitzChivalry Farseer and Imriel de la Courcel. I’ve also been Egwene al’Vere and Althea Vestrit and Phedre no Delauney. It just makes me really happy to know that he saw himself as Katniss. That’s a true book reader right there.
Leonid Ivanovich Rogozov (1934 – 2000) was a Soviet general practitioner who took part in the sixth Soviet Antarctic Expedition in 1960–1961.
He was the only doctor stationed at the Novolazarevskaya Station and, while there, developed appendicitis, which meant he had to perform an appendectomy on himself, a famous case of self-surgery.
The operation took 2 hours. He positioned himself so that he could see his own body using a mirror when doing the surgery - he made a 12 cm cut through which he found the appendix. After 5 days the doctor felt good, and after 7 days he removed the wires which had been used to sew up the body.
Though she did not set out to do so, Carson influenced the environmental movement as no one had since the 19th century’s most celebrated hermit, Henry David Thoreau, wrote about Walden Pond. “Silent Spring” presents a view of nature compromised by synthetic pesticides, especially DDT. Once these pesticides entered the biosphere, Carson argued, they not only killed bugs but also made their way up the food chain to threaten bird and fish populations and could eventually sicken children. Much of the data and case studies that Carson drew from weren’t new; the scientific community had known of these findings for some time, but Carson was the first to put them all together for the general public and to draw stark and far-reaching conclusions. In doing so, Carson, the citizen-scientist, spawned a revolution.
“Silent Spring,” which has sold more than two million copies, made a powerful case for the idea that if humankind poisoned nature, nature would in turn poison humankind. “Our heedless and destructive acts enter into the vast cycles of the earth and in time return to bring hazard to ourselves,” she told the subcommittee. We still see the effects of unfettered human intervention through Carson’s eyes: she popularized modern ecology.
If anything, environmental issues have grown larger — and more urgent — since Carson’s day. Yet no single work has had the impact of “Silent Spring.” It is not that we lack eloquent and impassioned environmental advocates with the capacity to reach a broad audience on issues like climate change. Bill McKibben was the first to make a compelling case, in 1989, for the crisis of global warming in “The End of Nature.” Elizabeth Kolbert followed with “Field Notes From a Catastrophe.” Al Gore sounded the alarm with “An Inconvenient Truth,” and was awarded the Nobel Prize. They are widely considered responsible for shaping our view of global warming, but none was able to galvanize a nation into demanding concrete change in quite the way that Carson did.
Silent Spring was published on September 27, 1962 — 50 years ago today.
Reblogging for the 50th anniversary of her death today, April 14, 1964.
On the occasion of the 34th anniversary of the Amazigh Spring of 1980 and the 13th anniversary of the Black Spring of Kabylie, which will be celebrated tomorrow April 20, 2964 “2014,” The city of azazga “Kabylia” Amazigh flag colors
wine tastes so bad. I’m convinced the whole world is in on an inside joke together trying to persuade me that wine tastes good to them. there’s no way any one can like the taste of it. it’s like bug spray. the whole frickin world pretends to like bug spray. I don’t understand why. stop the madness
wine is an acquired taste. if you don’t like it, acquire some taste
Try Maui Blanc, it’s a Hawaiian wine that tastes like pineapples.