Saturday, January 22, 2022

Math to Prose and Back Again

 

I just got tired of studying; the material in Lindeburg’s guide just wasn’t interesting anymore. While I could cruise through many topics not relevant to the mechanical exam I will be taking, I was now in the heart of Thermodynamics, a subject I needed to understand closely.

I had a long-neglected writing project that bubbled up to the top of my head. I guess the idea had been simmering subconsciously, because the words flowed easily once I started typing. I had drafts written on loose-leaf paper, yet I didn’t need to reference them to get my point across.  The topic? Maritime tips for a friend’s career guide that he is writing. In two leisurely nights, the task was done. When I finished, I even had the motivation to hit the engineering books again.

Saturday, January 8, 2022

Glad I wasn't a Freeway Icicle

 

It happened in my backyard- a 24-hour backup in fairly mid-weathered Virginia. Interstate 95 between Washington, DC and Richmond, VA is fragile at the best of times. It serves as a long-distance route connecting the Northeast to Florida, a commuter route to Washington DC and the inner suburbs, and local traffic within the suburbs of Prince William and Stafford counties.  Add some weather, and it becomes a parking lot. Despite ample public warnings and morning snow, the road was carrying near normal weekday afternoon traffic load. The snow came fast in the afternoon, slushing the highway, stalling cars and jack-knifed trucks. Once the lanes were blocked, cars stopped and were frozen in like ice cubes.

Why was everyone out of the road? First, there were lots of trucks delivering cargo. They just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Other essential workers were on the road, including nurses and firefighters headed to their shifts. Many others were told by their employer to be at work- not considering stay-at-home warnings. I guess these were not the same employers who offered special time off during the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays. There were those who were making a quick grocery run that turned into a brutal night; and there were travelers conquering distance, or so they hoped. GPS blindness put those cars on the road– many long-distance drivers paid excessive attention to their electronic navigation aids and the often-optimistic Estimated Times of Arrival (ETA). Those ETAs are estimates, and drivers, like air pilots and mariners, need to look outside the window for a reality check.    

What were the human factors? Why ignore the warnings? Some never received them. While tornadoes and hurricanes call for Emergency Alerts broadcasted to every cellphone, mass notification about this storm did not reach atomized groups. Complacency in one’s rolling fortress: exhibiting style over substance, not all large vehicles today are designed for heavy weather driving.

And, for the past two years, propensity to ignore public health and safety warnings. I guess that once you decide that legitimate coronavirus information is “fake news”, blizzards are the next threat to ignore.