Yes, Nigeria has a space programme. Since 2003 the West African country has been operating its own satellites, three of which are currently collecting data from Earth orbit. But this week Nigeria’s space agency came under fire after UK newspaper the Daily Mail reported on British politicians questioning why Nigeria is spending money on satellites while accepting foreign aid for the large proportion of its citizens who live in poverty. In fact, the country’s satellites support food production in the region and disaster relief around the world – including helping with the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina in the US. Nigeria’s National Space Research & Development Agency (NASRDA) launched its first orbiter, NigeriaSat-1, in 2003. The roughly $13 million cost was paid for by the Nigerian government, but it was built by Surrey Space Technology (SST) in the UK and launched from a Russian spaceport. The spacecraft was equipped with high-resolution optical and infrared cameras. “They are there to look at agriculture production, improving food security,” says Audrey Nice of SST. The satellite was also designed for environmental monitoring, such as tracking desertification and even locust swarms.
Nigeria’s Satellites were made by SSTL (not SST) as the article says. Which is the company I’m currently on placement with. I’ve done a fair bit of work on a satellite which is a design which takes a lot of Heritage from N-2.
I’m a very angry ranty person, I’m bad at backing down and accepting I am wrong.
And I have a habit of mercilessly trying to prove a point and say things because I think I am right even when in total honesty I know they can only inflame the situation.
The current running battle is with my landlord, the specifics irrelevant here.
Now Izzy has told me to sit the fuck back and swallow that shit basically. I decided I knew best and argued with him. Izzy gets quite annoyed at me for always arguing with people and being angry and rude.
It was exactly the same with my mum, eventually I’d accept they were right but usually not after winding them up and causing some other kind of problem first.
In the last couple of days when the landlord thing has been going on I’ve used the phrase “Thanks for putting up with me” to Izzy. Now this is bullshit. She shouldn’t be “putting up with me” she should be enjoying being with me. And I worry that one day she’ll get fed up of it.
Problem is I’m too stubborn / stupid / arrogant / petty (or a combination of the above ) currently to be able to resist a rant and an argument, despite generally being advised otherwise. And I need to change this.
But it’s a habit, and habits are hard to break and I’m not sure where to start.
It didn’t go aswell as I had hoped, but well enough that I’m not worried. I think I can still get a first this semester.
I still have one more small exam to go.
I JUST WANT TO BE DONE. I think this is made worse by the fact that Izzy finished this morning, which means that my revision in the library is no longer interspersed with coffee breaks with her or the odd kiss.
However in a weird way I’ve really enjoyed the last couple of days. A group of guys on my course and I have all worked together and we’ve smashed it, the banter has been outrageously good.
I just wish I’d finished today, and not got another few days to go.
Today I got 76% on a bit of coursework worth roughly a third of a module.
I worked out I could not attend any of my exams and still pass this year with at least a 2:2
I need to work fairly hard to get the first I want
I understand jackshit of control (one of my biggest exams) I spent far too much time this semester: drunk/hungover/sleeping/shagging when I should have been doing control. And it was a hard module before all that….
Everything aches. I climbed a bit today but felt pretty shitty and I was pretty grumpy when I was doing it. Despite Izzy’s unrelenting cheerfulness. I intend to fix this with Mr Daniel’s Amber restorative and some music.
Just listened to a call in show on the radio about whether ding dong the witch is dead should be played on the Radio 1 chart show.
Ding dong the witch is dead has soared up the charts since the death of Lady Thatcher. Lady Thatcher is a politician who divided opinion like few others I can think of. That to me is testimony to her, whether you like her or not she stuck to her guns and got the job done. She achieved what she set out to do and with minimal compromise. What above all else should be remembered is that she won three landslide victories in elections.
The chart show is in essence a news show, all be it with more music. It reports the facts of the chart. To decide against playing ding dong the witch is dead is nothing more than censorship. And to whom do we award the right to decide what I can and can’t hear on the radio.
There seems to be this illogical mentality that you can’t speak ill of the dead. Why not? Why should dying accord you any special protection that being alive didn’t. One lady who called in suggested it should wait until after Thatcher’s funeral, as if it mattered whether she was buried or not. You are no more or less dead post burial. When you die you cease to be a person, you are an ex person.
Some people argued Thatcher’s family should be given time to grieve in peace. I have a suspicion they’re fairly thick skinned: if you’ve ever seen spitting image for example. Margaret Thatcher was a staunch supporter of freedom of expression, to refuse to play this song is entirely contra to that.
The playing of a single novelty song on the radio I admit seems a piddling issue, however I don’t think we can ever afford to surrender any ground to censorship. It to me represents a disease that can slowly creep in.
People should always keep in mind that in limiting another’s freedom of expression you must by definition limit your right to hear it.
Who exactly are we protecting here? Some people might claim offence but in the words of Stephen Fry “so fucking what, it’s nothing more than a whine”
My old science teacher once told me that he had a bottle of champagne at home ready for the day Margaret Thatcher died. I now wonder how serious he was.
Normally I don’t have any really strong political allegiance one way or another, but Margaret Thatcher is one politician I have a lot of respect for.
I think she stuck to her guns in a way few others do. She stood up to the unions, the Argentinians and was instrumental in the end of the stupid penis measuring contest that was the cold war.
I can easily see how she divided opinion, one thing that seems to be cropping up a lot today is how she labelled Nelson Mandela a terrorist. I think it is unfair of us to judge Thatcher by the standards of twenty years later, Nelson Mandela was involved in the ANC which held protests and had the Umkonto We Sizwe it’s military wing which attacked government targets. Mandela tried to separate himself from this preferring peaceful protest instead. But from a distance, its easy to see how this is a blurry distinction. I think I can let Thatcher off this. Further more I often wonder if one day the IRA will be widely regarded as freedom fighters?
Will I be judged in twenty years if I called them terrorists now?
One man’s terrorist is another’s freedom fighter - the world is not black and white, it’s shades of grey.
Also on a more general note I think female politicians are awesome and at risk of sounding like a feminist I think a few more women in charge of big banks, governments etc the world might be a bit better off. Someone to bang male politician’s heads together some times would be good. My gender are too egotistical generally.
People always say “Oh maths is pointless” when they learn it at school. Now I get that I’m an engineer so not entirely representative but it is useful, I couldn’t work as an engineer without it and therefore the world would be a very different place (This list include stuff I did at A level)
Solving Quadratic equations
Not every day but a lot:
y = mx + c (ok not every day but a lot)
Angle relationships like Z angles as I was taught them
Areas and volumes of shapes
I couldn’t do any of this without the generic umbrella term “Algebra” finding x really is useful. Expanding brackets and cancelling down equations etc.
I wish someone had showed my 12 year old self this.