Gohane, horata SA gospodari na sweta. Tezi knigi ne sa pisani ot mrawki nali

Towa koeto az si mislja e che horata trjabwa da pochnat da si dawat smetka, che choweshkija zhiwot e mnogo po-wazhen ot zhiwotinski, a ne da mi razprawjat onezi propagandi na fanatizite na greenpeace i podobnite.
No e rezonno ako zwezdite wlijat na horata da wlijajat i na zhiwotnite.
A pdf-ite koito Aldim spodeli s nas mnogo me izkefiha

Super si padam po mitowe nauchno dokazani, che ne mogat da sashtestwuwat. Edin prijatel mi izprati edno pismo, w koeto e dokazano, che ako djado koleda njakoga e sashtestwuwal to toj weche e martaw
Wsashnost sega shte go namerja i shte go postna.
A inache az sam chowek, na kojto ako mu dokazhat neshto wjarwa w nego. Njamam predrasadazi. I taj kato dosega ne sam widjal njakakwo dokazatelstwo za istinnosta na astrologijata zatowa ne wjarwam. No shte widim. Chowek se uchi dokato e zhiw
Eto go pismoto :
There are approximately two billion children (persons
under 18 )
in the world. However, since Santa does not visit
children of
Muslim, Hindu, Jewish or Buddhist (except maybe in
Japan)
religions, this reduces the workload for Christmas
night to
15% of the total, or 378 million (according to the
Population
Reference Bureau). At an average (census) rate of 3.5
children
per household, that comes to 108 million homes,
presuming
that there at least one good child in each.
Santa has about 31 hours of Christmas to work with,
thanks to
the different time zones and the rotation of the
earth, assuming
he travels east to west (which seems logical). This
works out to
967.7 visits per second. This is to say that for each
Christian
household with a good child, Santa has around 1/1000th
of a
second to park the sleigh, hop out, jump down the
chimney, fill
the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under
the tree,
eat whatever snacks have been left for him, get back
up the
chimney, jump into the sleigh and get on to the next
house.
Assuming that each of these 108 million stops is
evenly
distributed around the earth (which, of course, we
know to be
false, but will accept for the purposes of our
calculations),
we are now talking about 0.78 miles per household; a
total
trip of 75.5 million miles, not counting bathroom
stops or
breaks. This means Santa's sleigh is moving at 650
miles per
second -- 3,000 times the speed of sound.
For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made
vehicle, the
Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per
second,
and a conventional reindeer can run (at best) 15 miles
per
hour.
The payload of the sleigh adds another interesting
element.
Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a
medium sized
Lego set (two pounds), the sleigh is carrying over 500
thousand tons, not counting Santa himself. On land, a
conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300
pounds. Even
granting that the "flying" reindeer could pull ten
times the
normal amount, the job can't be done with eight or
even nine
of them-Santa would need 360,000 of them. This
increases the
payload, not counting the weight of the sleigh,
another
54,000 tons, or roughly seven times the weight of the
Queen Elizabeth (the ship, not the monarch).
600,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates
enormous
air resistance-this would heat up the reindeer in the
same
fashion as a spacecraft reentering the earth's
atmosphere. The
lead pair of reindeer would absorb 14.3 quintillion
joules of
energy per second each. In short, they would burst
into flames
almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind
them and
creating deafening sonic booms in their wake. The
entire
reindeer team would be vaporized within 4.26
thousandths of a
second, or right about the time Santa reached the
fifth house
on his trip. Not that it matters, however, since
Santa, as a
result of accelerating from a dead stop to 650 m.p.s.
in .001
seconds, would be subjected to acceleration forces of
17,500
g's. A 250 pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim)
would be
pinned to the back of the sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds
of force,
instantly crushing his bones and organs and reducing
him to a
quivering blob of pink goo.
Therefore, if Santa did exist, he's dead now.
Merry Christmas.