China have a roadmap to sent astronauts to the Moon in 2030 and when they do, they are going with a very definite nod to the Chinese origins to the rocket! Their officials have unveiled the new look Chinese space suit with all the mod cons but with a design that is somewhat reminiscent of Chinese armour. There will some fabulous features like the close and long distance field of view visor, a chest control panel and a protective material to shield against the harmful lunar environment.  Think of space exploration and it won’t be long before images of astronauts in space suits appears in your mind. The puffy looking outfits are of crucial importance to human space flight for they are the life-support system, enabling an astronaut to stay alive in space! Providing protection against extreme temperatures, the suit is also able to maintain a constant pressure around the astronaut to protect from the vacuum of space.  Astronaut Samantha Cristoforetti – Image : NASA They provide oxygen for breathing, a coolant system, toiletry provision and a helmet with a special sun visor to protect their eyes. It’s fair to say, without a spacesuit, space exploration wouldn’t be possible, at least outside the confines of a spaceship.  Just recently, the China Manned Space Agency (CMSA) revealed their space suit to be used in the first China Moon landing. It was displayed at the third Spacesuit Technology Forum in the southwest Chongqing Municipality and was adorned with red stripes. The stripes on the arms are a nod to the famous ‘flying apsaras’ (the flying celestial beings that accompany Buddhas!) while the stripes on the legs represent rocket flames during launch! A video has been released  that shows the space suits being put through their paces by astronauts Zhai Zhigang and Wang Yaping. It shows the duo wearing the space suits and performing a range of different movements from walking, bending, kneeling on one knee and squatting. All of which seems to have been performed with ease.  The two made Chinese history when Zhia became the first Chinese astronaut to conduct a spacewalk and Wang became the first woman who entered the Chinese space station.  Tiangong Chinese space station Image Credit: China Manned Space Agency. The new suit began development in 2020 with the aim to produce a lightweight suit for lunar exploration that was compact and reliable. To enable the success, a number of technological breakthroughs was achieved. The first and second generations of the Feitian spacesuits which preceded this new design have enabled 17 astronauts to complete 17 extravehicular activities (activities outside the space craft) helping construct and maintain the Tiangong Space Station.  With all going to plan, the Chinese lunar mission plan is to land an explorer on the Moon’s surface by 2030. With the launch (pardon the pun) of the new Moon-landing spacesuit, CSMA mark a new era in their shot for the Moon.  Source : China unveils moon-landing spacesuit for the first time The post China Unveils its Lunar Spacesuit appeared first on Universe Today.

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In 2023, “Saturday Night Live” struck gold with a historical sketch where, in 1776, then-General George Washington laid out his dream for the future of America after the Revolutionary War. The twist is that his dream is to promote a series of nonsensical American cultural quirks, such as the refusal to adopt the metric system and the arbitrary ways American English differs from the UK’s.The sketch was a great send-up of the cultural differences that separate Americans from their cousins across the pond and stand-up comedian Nate Bargatze, as Washington, delivered them in a pitch-perfect deadpan.The sketch was the second most popular from SNL season 49 and introduced the low-key stand-up comedian to a much wider audience. On October 5, 2024, Bargatze returned to host SNL and once again donned the powdered wig as Washington. This time, America’s first president addressed his troops, played again by Mikey Day, Kenan Thompson and Bowen Yang, about his dream for America from a boat crossing the Delaware.In the second “Washington’s Dream” sketch, the general tells his soldiers that he hopes the new country will "do our own thing with the English language." - YouTube www.youtube.com "I dream that one day, our great nation will have a word for the number 12. We shall call it a dozen," Bargatze's Washington says."And what other numbers will we have a word for?" a soldier asks."None," Washington replies. "Only '12' shall have its own word because we are free men, and we will be free to spell some words two different ways." Which ones? "Doughnut, and the name 'Jeff'," he explains, noting that there’s "the short way with the J and the stupid way with the G."Washington also plans to differentiate some living animals from those on our plates. "We will also have two names for animals: One when they're alive and a different one when they become food," Washington explains. "So cows will be 'beef.' Pigs will be 'pork.'""And chickens, sir?" Yang asks. "That one stays. Chickens are 'chicken'," says Washington. "And we will create our own foods, and name them what we want. Like the hamburger.""Made of ham, sir?" Day asks. "If it only were that simple," Washington adds. "A hamburger is made of beef, just as a 'buffalo wing' is made of chicken." However, he assures his troops that a hot dog is not made from man’s best friend. "A real American would never want to know what's in a hot dog, just as they will never know why."Just like the original “Washington’s Dream,” the sketch was co-written by cast member Mikey Day and Streeter Seidell, with Mike DiCenzo. The bit was initially conceived by SNL writer Seidell, who was surprised by how well the counterintuitive casting worked. “I forget who we originally wrote it for, but it was very much a dramatic actor who would play more of a serious Washington,” he told Indiewire. “You can see that version of it, but in hindsight Nate was the perfect person to do it because it had this charm that I don’t know that it would have with a real powerful George Washington. An Academy Award-winning actor might have taken it too seriously.”Here is the original "Washington's Dream" sketch: - YouTube www.youtube.com SNL will return on Saturday, October 12, featuring host Ariana Grande and a musical performance by Stevie Nicks.

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My family moved from Baltimore to Israel in August 2012, two weeks before starting high school. I wasn’t thrilled. The first person I saw in the first classroom I entered was a young man named David Newman. David was born in Israel and was everything I wasn’t. He spoke Hebrew. I didn’t. He was at home in the culture. I was lost. He was confident. I was shy. In time, we became close friends. In terms of becoming comfortable and at home in Israel, David raised me. Last Oct. 6, David borrowed my car to attend the Nova Music Festival in southern Israel with his girlfriend, Noam. Before he drove away, I said what came so naturally: “I love you. See you tomorrow.” But tomorrow never came. That was the last time I saw David alive. When I walked into Jerusalem’s YTA High School, I was short and chubby. While I had been an all-star Little League pitcher in America, no one ever accused me of being athletic. David wasn’t exactly an athletic build either, though when he devoted himself to working out and transforming himself, I followed his lead. When I felt like quitting, David pushed me, and that became a pattern. Football? David pushed me. Ultimate frisbee? David pushed me. Whenever I confronted my comfort zone, which was often, David pushed me. After high school, David and I stayed close, and he kept pushing me. He insisted that we travel the world simultaneously, but each on his own. Traveling individually, David told me, would let each of us delve deeper into himself. I wasn’t fully on board with his discover-yourself-by-yourself idea, but David’s confidence won the day. We booked tickets for Central America and made a pact to keep it solo and not travel together. A month into my journey, I was on Mexico’s Isla Mujeres. I called David to check on his progress. By coincidence, we were on the same island! That was the beginning of the end of our discover-yourself-by-yourself pact. We met at midday for tacos. Lunch turned into dinner. Dinner became a weekend that stretched on for six amazing weeks of travel and shared self-discovery. After returning from Mexico, we moved in together until David and Noam jetted off to India and Sri Lanka. By May 2023, I was sharing an apartment with four other close high school friends. One day I texted David, “When are you coming back?” He replied: “I’ll be back in two weeks, and the couch better be clean because I’m moving in with you guys.” David, Gabe, Gani, Moshe, and me. We were together again, having even more fun than in our high school days. And then came Oct. 6. That Friday morning, I awoke to everything I loved about living with David. We both woke up late, after a night of partying. We prepared our bucket-sized French press of stronger-than-strong coffee, and made a ridiculously large shakshuka for breakfast, ceviche, and garlic bread. David mentioned that he wanted to attend a music festival with Noam the next day. He asked to borrow my car.  “Of course, bro,” I replied. “I just need you to drop me at my parent’s place for Shabbat.” Hours later, when David left me there, I turned to him and said, “I love you. See you tomorrow.” And then I watched David drive off, for the last time. Air raid sirens shook us awake on Saturday morning, Oct. 7. After quickly checking the news, the first thing I did was text David. “I hope you’re up north.” He responded, “Pray for me, and pray for your car.” His sense of humor remained still intact. I had no inkling of how bad things actually were. No one did. An hour later, another text arrived. “Pray for me,” David wrote. “Something terrible has happened.” He said that he was at the Nova Festival and that he, Noam, and 14 others were hiding in a dumpster. My life was about to change. Gidon, another close friend of David’s, and I decided we needed to find him. After donating blood and picking up a couple of guns and bulletproof vests, we headed south with Ezra, David’s cousin, and, like David, a hero. I received David’s final text around noon. “F-ing pray for me now!” An hour later, Gidon and Ezra hitched a ride on an ambulance, passed through Israel’s hastily constructed new border on Route 232, and prayed that they would find David. Route 232 had become a causeway of brutal carnage. Though they didn’t save David, they saved many other lives. We spent the next day desperately seeking David. Our search ended abruptly on Sunday night, Oct. 8. We received a photo on WhatsApp. Amid a pile of bodies in a field, we identified David. We recognized his shoes and the shirt he borrowed from me on Friday night. I suddenly was lost. David was a huge, strong, fill-the-room-with-life guy. Always dancing and smiling, always bringing light and love into every life he touched, and I just identified his lifeless body. It was like falling into a bottomless pit. While searching for him, I absolutely believed he was alive. I imagined him walking out of Gaza, gun slung over his shoulder, smiling, and reassuring us that everything would be okay.  Then, suddenly, nothing was right. Nothing was okay. Nothing has been okay since. In many ways, before Oct. 7, I was blinded by the ease with which my life was unfolding. I gave little thought to Jewish history, the meaning of being a Jew, or my place in this world. That night, all I could do was think. My heart was shattered, my mind was racing, and the only clear thing was my intense urge to do something. I opened a WhatsApp group, called it “Let’s Do Something,” and added several of David’s friends. I wrote a document in which I explained that, one way or another, we were going to help Israel. Within 24 hours, we transformed our friend’s mother’s Long Island home into a warehouse. We suddenly were immersed in phone calls with Israeli soldiers, their commanders, and their families. We gathered the gear that they desperately needed and scheduled a flight with El-Al Cargo to bring it immediately to Israel. Shortly before David’s funeral began on Tuesday, Oct. 10, 10 tons of aid that we had arranged landed at David Ben Gurion Airport. Next stop: The Israel Defense Forces and its soldiers who, even then, were rushing into battle to defend us all. I barely remember those first days and months. I was immersed in a haze of shock and grief-based reaction, and an overwhelming sense that I needed to help my people and country — the same people and country to which I previously had given little thought. Somehow, Ike Bodner, David Gani, Gidon Hazony, Moshe Shear, and I launched an organization called Soldiers Save Lives, now called Let’s Do Something. Over the last year, Let’s Do Something has evolved from a group of grieving best friends from high school who wanted to do something into a nonprofit organization that has served over 70,000 soldiers and refugee families. Some 50 million people worldwide have read, watched, and listened to our social media posts. And we just launched David’s Circle, a trauma healing center in Thailand. This sanctuary offers essential, multidisciplinary care and support to the wounded souls of soldiers and Nova survivors as they strive toward recovery and wellness. Oct. 7 unleashed collective trauma across Israeli society. Collective trauma requires collective healing, and David’s Circle, led by highly regarded trauma specialists and a team of qualified volunteer therapists, is beginning to fill the large and pressing need for collective healing. Let’s Do Something’s mission is to inspire pro-Israel engagement, enhance Israeli defenses, and serve those affected by Oct. 7. In memory of David Newman, somehow, this group of friends whom I love so much has done incredible things over the last year. I have accomplished things I never imagined possible. None of us is the same man or woman whom we were last Oct. 6. Alas, none of this will bring back David, and for that, we will ache forever. When I told David, “I love you. See you tomorrow,” that wasn’t a question. It was a statement.  It took the awful murder of my best friend to help me understand what my people have faced for thousands of years. If we defeat our enemies, stand strong, and thrive for another 3,000 years, it only will happen by doing something, together. I sincerely hope that nobody else must lose a friend, brother, mother, cousin, or neighbor to realize what he or she needs to do. I now understand that we all possess the capacity to do something that truly matters.  I urge you: Don’t wait for tomorrow, because tomorrow doesn’t always come. Baruch “Bucky” Apisdorf is the CEO of Jerusalem-based Let’s Do Something. The post ‘I Love You. See You Tomorrow’: Oct. 7, the Day My Life Changed Forever appeared first on The American Spectator | USA News and Politics.