Word: bullets
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Drawing a bead on the moon is something like shooting a duck from a spinning merry-go-round, using a bullet that takes two days to creep near its target. The moon has its own motion; it speeds around the earth on a somewhat elliptical orbit at 2,300 m.p.h.*Even more disturbing to the moon-marksmen is the rotation of the earth. In every minute, the earth rotates enough to make a 1,000-mile difference in the rocket's position when and if it reaches the moon's orbit...
Escape. To escape from the jealous clutch of the earth's gravitation, a departing object must move faster than any bullet ever fired from any gun. Escape velocity is given theoretically as about 25,000 m.p.h.-the speed that an object would reach if it fell from an infinite distance to the earth's surface under the exclusive influence of the earth's gravitation. Since this speed is impossible in the earth's dense lower atmosphere, a rocket headed into space must start slowly and speed up to escape velocity only after it has climbed above...
...second stage, a considerably modified second stage of the ill-starred Vanguard, pushed the vehicle to 188 miles above the earth while small vernier rockets, set askew, made it spin on its axis at no r.p.m. The function of this spin-stabilization, like the spin of a rifle bullet, was to keep the vehicle from tumbling on its journey through space...
Haig never got a chance to use his beloved cavalry effectively. The horses not only failed as bullet stoppers, but they suffered almost as much from mud and barbed wire as the men. The tanks that Haig despised ripped through the Hindenburg Line with trifling losses, but by that time Haig's reserves were used up and he had no follow-through. Flanders was a sickening campaign, and Author Wolff's clear, cool account effectively re-creates its horror. Perhaps the last word falls to Haig's chief of staff. Lieut. General Sir Launcelot Kiggell, who, according...
Last week, French army headquarters in Algiers belatedly announced that six weeks ago one of its patrols had stumbled upon the bullet-ridden body of Olivier Dubos. In Paris bitter newspaper articles charged that Dubos had been killed because he was "too much loved in Moslem homes." But in a final, smuggled letter to Dubos' parents. "Colonel" Amirouche, commander of the F.L.N.'s Third Military District, offered a rationalization as old, and as barren, as the hills. Wrote Amirouche: "Please believe that the execution is not a gesture of vengeance or of sterile rage, but has been forced...