British Astronomers Turn To Interstellar Spam 60
Barrista En Flambe alerts us to a stunt that may reflect the desperate funding crisis in British astronomy: astronomers have agreed to beam a 30-second Doritos ad to a solar system 42 light years from Earth. The transmission is being directed at the solar system of 47 Ursae Majoris, a star similar to the Sun which has planets and may have a habitable zone.
Let me just say (Score:4, Funny)
great business plan though (Score:2)
Re:great business plan though (Score:4, Funny)
I hope doritos put an unsubscribe link in their spam so we don't get hit with fines for violating the interstellar CAN-SPAM act.
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Re:Let me just say (Score:5, Funny)
We'll soon have an invasion: "Take me to your Litre!"
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Booze and buds don't go well together IMLE. Doritos do, bigtime.
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See any serious problems with this story? (Score:3, Funny)
I previously - jokingly - believed SETI and Voyager to be like cosmic spam. Now, we are beaming to space, evidence that no intelligent life exists on Earth?
Doritos! Here's six ways to poison a carbon-based lifeform! Maybe we can beam the text of "The Omnivore's Dilemma [michaelpollan.com]", too...
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There IS intelligent life on Earth. (Score:2)
Sssh (Score:3, Funny)
Re:Sssh (Score:5, Funny)
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Doritos: These taste almost but not entirely unlike, corn chips.
Re:Sssh (Score:4, Insightful)
Not impossible... (Score:2)
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Pfthh!
what horrible irony... (Score:3, Funny)
...if the first extraterrestrial message we get from outer space is a response to this.
And the message is, "No thanks, we prefer Sun Chips."
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Good new everyone... (Score:4, Funny)
You do understand... (Score:2)
It's worked... (Score:1, Offtopic)
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Overlords (Score:1)
What would the odds be that in 43 years, we are attacked by an alien race in FTL ships whose young resemble Doritos in their larval stage.
" Won't someone please think of the children? "
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Urgent interstellar business! (Score:5, Funny)
I am Xorpquan, the Supreme Subcommander in charge of Auditing and Accounting section of First Xenu Intergallactic Bank of 47 Ursae Majoris with due respect and regards. I have decided to contact you on a business transaction that will be very beneficial to both of us at the end of the transaction.
During our investigation and auditing in this bank, my department came across a very huge sum of money belonging to Porshgar the Mighty who died on the 4th day of the 5th year of the rule of Lord Emperor Tashyon in a Torplack Race and the fund has been dormant in his/her account with this bank without any claim of the fund in our custody either from his family or relation. The said amount was 1,853,831,184 Credits. As it may Interest you to know, Meanwhile all the arrangement to put claim over this sum as the bonafide next of kin to the deceased, get the required approval and transfer this money to a foreign account has been put in place.
On smooth conclusion of this transaction, you will be entitled to 20% of the total Sum as gratification, while 3% will be set aside upon conclusion, to take care of expenses that may arise during the time Of transfer both local and intergalactic like Yushan Pirate Raids, asteroidal clearance, e.t.c, while %25 will be for me and my partner.
All other necessary information will be sent to you When I hear from you. I suggest you get back to me on my private e-mail address as Soon as possible stating your wish in this deal.
In the name of great Lord Emperor Tashyon,
Supreme Subcommander Xorpquan
Crunchy, Crunchy... (Score:1)
Bloody Vikings! (Score:4, Funny)
I think someone hit the Python Reruns...
PAL? NTSC? (Score:3, Funny)
Second question: Will Doritos still even be around in 42 years when this signal gets there? Or be able to send them some when they get an order in 84 years? Actually, that is a conversation I want to hear.
Doritos sales rep: Hello?
47 Ursae Majoris Alien: Sqwauk squelch sqee sqee
DSR: Oh, sorry, I forgot to turn on the universal translator.
UMA: Ah. Anyway, yeah, I'd like to order half a million crates of your Cool Ranch Doritos.
DSR: Sorry, we haven't made those since 2019...
UMA: What? That's it! You humans are going to die! (Fires space laser- http://blag.xkcd.com/2008/02/15/the-laser-elevator/ [xkcd.com] modulated with "Fine! We'll take Cheetos instead!)
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by the time that conversation is done (42 years each hop) we may actually have the technology to deliver :)
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by the time that conversation is done (42 years each hop) we may actually have the technology to deliver :)
Their 'Wow!' signal (Score:2)
Next message... (Score:4, Funny)
ATTENTION: THE PRESIDENT/CEO/OVERSEER/GRAND MASTER/SUPREME OVERLORD
DEAR SIR, MADAM OR DRONE,
CONFIDENTIAL BUSINESS PROPOSAL
HAVING CONSULTED WITH MY COLLEAGUES AND BASED ON THE INFORMATION GATHERED FROM THE EARTH CHAMBERS OF COMMERCE AND CORRUPTION, I HAVE THE PRIVILEGE TO REQUEST FOR YOUR ASSISTANCE TO TRANSFER THE SUM OF $47,500,000,000,000.00 (FORTY SEVEN TRILLION, FIVE BILLION THOUSAND CREDITS) INTO YOUR ACCOUNTS. THE ABOVE SUM RESULTED FROM AN OVER-INVOICED CONTRACT, EXECUTED COMMISSIONED AND PAID FOR ABOUT FIVE EARTH YEARS (5) AGO BY A FOREIGN SYSTEM. THIS ACTION WAS HOWEVER INTENTIONAL AND SINCE THEN THE FUND HAS BEEN IN A SUSPENSE ACCOUNT AT THE CENTRAL BANK OF SOL APEX BANK.
WE ARE NOW READY TO TRANSFER THE FUND OVER SUBSPACE MONEY TRANSFER AND THAT IS WHERE YOU COME IN. IT IS IMPORTANT TO INFORM YOU THAT AS CIVIL SERVANTS/SLAVES, WE ARE FORBIDDEN TO OPERATE A EXTRA-SOLAR ACCOUNT; THAT IS WHY WE REQUIRE YOUR ASSISTANCE. THE TOTAL SUM WILL BE SHARED AS FOLLOWS: 70% FOR US, 70% FOR YOU AND 5% FOR LOCAL, INTERNATIONAL AND INTERSTELLAR EXPENSES INCIDENT TO THE TRANSFER.
THE TRANSFER IS RISK FREE ON BOTH SIDES. I AM AN ACCOUNTANT WITH THE EARTH NATIONAL PLUTONIUM CORPORATION (ENPC). IF YOU FIND THIS PROPOSAL ACCEPTABLE, WE SHALL REQUIRE THE FOLLOWING DOCUMENTS:
(A) YOUR BANKER'S NAME, SPECIE, ACCOUNT, SOLAR SYSTEM AND PLANET
(B) YOUR PRIVATE SUBSPACE FREQUENCY AND ESP NUMBERS -- FOR CONFIDENTIALITY AND EASY COMMUNICATION.
(C) YOUR LETTER-HEADED CRYPTO STOMPED AND MARKED.
ALTERNATIVELY WE WILL FURNISH YOU WITH THE TEXT OF WHAT TO TYPE INTO YOUR LETTER-HEADED PAPER, ALONG WITH A BREAKDOWN EXPLAINING, COMPREHENSIVELY WHAT WE REQUIRE OF YOU. THE BUSINESS WILL TAKE US THIRTY (30) WORKING EARTH DAYS TO ACCOMPLISH.
PLEASE REPLY URGENTLY.
BEST REGARDS
Is it just me... (Score:1)
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...only if you're having trouble with your lifestyle....
No worries, though, a small dog will take care of it for us...
oblig. (Score:1)
Another prowd British first! (Score:5, Interesting)
My theory is because we have no society any more. One of Maggie Thatcher's most famous quotes is "there is no such thing as society". It's true, there isn't in modern Britain. Even when British people do achieve amazing things, we don't seem to care or make a big deal of it. Thus, anything which does not bring individuals obvious and immediate benefit becomes very hard to justify.
Bloody spammers ruin all the fun. (Score:1)
And now we know why.
Spamblockers.
Strangely effective advertising (Score:3, Insightful)
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Translation Error. (Score:2)
the next ad will be for a wonder pill... (Score:2)
_Killing Star_ anyone? (Score:1)
(good luck finding a used copy, it's way out of print
Great first impression (Score:2, Funny)
The aliens will get us back though (Score:1)
Then all they need to do build a fleet of solid gold death stars and they'll be unstoppable!
(For everyone wondering what I am going on about, check out the movie length Futurama episode "Benders Big Score")
And, in 84 years we get an answer (Score:2)
Psh. (Score:1)
Offtopic, I know (Score:1)
, for one, welcome our new ... (Score:1)