Santa Claus: the physics

The information I’ve reproduced below is nothing new. It’s been around for fifteen years now, so I’m sure most of y’all have seen it. But if you have tots in the house, now’s the time to decide: when and how do you want them to learn the truth? They’ll find out sometime anyway. Do you want them to look back on all those years you lied to them and learn the cold hard truth that they cannot trust their parents, or would you rather tell them the truth now?

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SPY magazine (January, 1990), offered this lil classic gem…

No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.

There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn’t (appear) to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to to 15% of the total – 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that’s 91.8 million homes. One presumes there’s at least one good child in each.

Santa has 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 seemes logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78 miles per household, a total trip of 75-1/2 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc.This means that 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 on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a pokey 27.4 miles per second – a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.

The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set (2 pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that “flying reindeer” (see point #1) could pull TEN TIMES the normal anount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeer. This increases the payload – not even counting the weight of the sleigh – to 353,430 tons. Again, for comparison – this is four times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth. 5.353,000 tons travelling at 650 miles per second creates enourmous air resistance – this will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecrafts re-entering the earth’s atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force.

In conclusion: If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he’s dead now.

Presented for peer review at Blogging’ Outloud, Robinik and Stuck on Stupid.

Santa Claus: the physics

The information I’ve reproduced below is nothing new. It’s been around for fifteen years now, so I’m sure most of y’all have seen it. But if you have tots in the house, now’s the time to decide: when and how do you want them to learn the truth? They’ll find out sometime anyway. Do you want them to look back on all those years you lied to them and learn the cold hard truth that they cannot trust their parents, or would you rather tell them the truth now?

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heh

SPY magazine (January, 1990), offered this lil classic gem…

No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.

There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn’t (appear) to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to to 15% of the total – 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that’s 91.8 million homes. One presumes there’s at least one good child in each.

Santa has 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 seemes logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78 miles per household, a total trip of 75-1/2 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc.This means that 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 on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a pokey 27.4 miles per second – a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.

The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set (2 pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that “flying reindeer” (see point #1) could pull TEN TIMES the normal anount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeer. This increases the payload – not even counting the weight of the sleigh – to 353,430 tons. Again, for comparison – this is four times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth. 5.353,000 tons travelling at 650 miles per second creates enourmous air resistance – this will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecrafts re-entering the earth’s atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force.

In conclusion: If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he’s dead now.

Presented for peer review at Blogging’ Outloud, Robinik and Stuck on Stupid.

Santa Claus: the physics

The information I’ve reproduced below is nothing new. It’s been around for fifteen years now, so I’m sure most of y’all have seen it. But if you have tots in the house, now’s the time to decide: when and how do you want them to learn the truth? They’ll find out sometime anyway. Do you want them to look back on all those years you lied to them and learn the cold hard truth that they cannot trust their parents, or would you rather tell them the truth now?

Powered by Castpost

heh

SPY magazine (January, 1990), offered this lil classic gem…

No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.

There are 2 billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn’t (appear) to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to to 15% of the total – 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that’s 91.8 million homes. One presumes there’s at least one good child in each.

Santa has 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 seemes logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about .78 miles per household, a total trip of 75-1/2 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc.This means that 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 on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a pokey 27.4 miles per second – a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.

The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set (2 pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300 tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that “flying reindeer” (see point #1) could pull TEN TIMES the normal anount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeer. This increases the payload – not even counting the weight of the sleigh – to 353,430 tons. Again, for comparison – this is four times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth. 5.353,000 tons travelling at 650 miles per second creates enourmous air resistance – this will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecrafts re-entering the earth’s atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each. In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force.

In conclusion: If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he’s dead now.

Presented for peer review at Blogging’ Outloud, Robinik and Stuck on Stupid.

I wish…

Over at Bou’s, and she says, “If you’re reading this, you’re tagged”…

Man. I already did one blogosphere meme pool game this week!

But, dutiful reader that I am… here ’tis. List three things you wish in this format:

1. Finish the sentence: "I wish I ..." - - Basically, pretend you had up to three wishes to change something about you. A restriction is that [you] cannot wish to change someone else. For example, you can say; "I wish I weighed 30 pounds less." But this wish is not for this meme; "I wish my spouse weighed 30 pounds less."

2. If you are reading this, you are "tagged" with this meme.

OK, here goes:

1.) I wish I were a patient person. *tap, tap, tap, tap* NOW, already! C’mon! *sheesh* I’m not gonna wait all day. Get with it!

2.) I wish I didn’t care if the Mets were in the Series next year. Not that I’m so fond of the Mets, you know, but well, it’d be a sign of the approaching Appocalypse or something. (Even cooler would be if the Met were in the Series. “Did you see that? Did you see that?!? The soprano belted that ball right outa the park with her high “C”!”) Hey! Wish came true already! Yay!!! I don’t care if the Mets (or even the Met) is in the Series next year! Wow! This stuff really works!

3.) I wish I didn’t feel obligated to play these silly games. ZOWEE!!! Another wish come true! Now I can just play ’em cos I want to (cos bloggers who take themselves too seriously to play games are fulla B.S.)

But I’m still waiting on the patience thing. Nah, I’m not. Better things to do than wait around on something like that.

You read this? you’re tagged. but I won’t know about it unless you track back to this post or leave a comment with a link to your “I wish I… ” post, so get with it.

[BTW, see that big blank space over in my left sidebar? It’s where the Ipso Facto Comic blog goes. Typepad is “down” and displaying only archives from a week to ten days ago for Typepad accounts, so… just wait. It’ll be back.]

I wish…

Over at Bou’s, and she says, “If you’re reading this, you’re tagged”…

Man. I already did one blogosphere meme pool game this week!

But, dutiful reader that I am… here ’tis. List three things you wish in this format:

1. Finish the sentence: "I wish I ..." - - Basically, pretend you had up to three wishes to change something about you. A restriction is that [you] cannot wish to change someone else. For example, you can say; "I wish I weighed 30 pounds less." But this wish is not for this meme; "I wish my spouse weighed 30 pounds less."

2. If you are reading this, you are "tagged" with this meme.

OK, here goes:

1.) I wish I were a patient person. *tap, tap, tap, tap* NOW, already! C’mon! *sheesh* I’m not gonna wait all day. Get with it!

2.) I wish I didn’t care if the Mets were in the Series next year. Not that I’m so fond of the Mets, you know, but well, it’d be a sign of the approaching Appocalypse or something. (Even cooler would be if the Met were in the Series. “Did you see that? Did you see that?!? The soprano belted that ball right outa the park with her high “C”!”) Hey! Wish came true already! Yay!!! I don’t care if the Mets (or even the Met) is in the Series next year! Wow! This stuff really works!

3.) I wish I didn’t feel obligated to play these silly games. ZOWEE!!! Another wish come true! Now I can just play ’em cos I want to (cos bloggers who take themselves too seriously to play games are fulla B.S.)

But I’m still waiting on the patience thing. Nah, I’m not. Better things to do than wait around on something like that.

You read this? you’re tagged. but I won’t know about it unless you track back to this post or leave a comment with a link to your “I wish I… ” post, so get with it.

[BTW, see that big blank space over in my left sidebar? It’s where the Ipso Facto Comic blog goes. Typepad is “down” and displaying only archives from a week to ten days ago for Typepad accounts, so… just wait. It’ll be back.]

I wish…

Over at Bou’s, and she says, “If you’re reading this, you’re tagged”…

Man. I already did one blogosphere meme pool game this week!

But, dutiful reader that I am… here ’tis. List three things you wish in this format:

1. Finish the sentence: "I wish I ..." - - Basically, pretend you had up to three wishes to change something about you. A restriction is that [you] cannot wish to change someone else. For example, you can say; "I wish I weighed 30 pounds less." But this wish is not for this meme; "I wish my spouse weighed 30 pounds less."

2. If you are reading this, you are "tagged" with this meme.

OK, here goes:

1.) I wish I were a patient person. *tap, tap, tap, tap* NOW, already! C’mon! *sheesh* I’m not gonna wait all day. Get with it!

2.) I wish I didn’t care if the Mets were in the Series next year. Not that I’m so fond of the Mets, you know, but well, it’d be a sign of the approaching Appocalypse or something. (Even cooler would be if the Met were in the Series. “Did you see that? Did you see that?!? The soprano belted that ball right outa the park with her high “C”!”) Hey! Wish came true already! Yay!!! I don’t care if the Mets (or even the Met) is in the Series next year! Wow! This stuff really works!

3.) I wish I didn’t feel obligated to play these silly games. ZOWEE!!! Another wish come true! Now I can just play ’em cos I want to (cos bloggers who take themselves too seriously to play games are fulla B.S.)

But I’m still waiting on the patience thing. Nah, I’m not. Better things to do than wait around on something like that.

You read this? you’re tagged. but I won’t know about it unless you track back to this post or leave a comment with a link to your “I wish I… ” post, so get with it.

[BTW, see that big blank space over in my left sidebar? It’s where the Ipso Facto Comic blog goes. Typepad is “down” and displaying only archives from a week to ten days ago for Typepad accounts, so… just wait. It’ll be back.]

OTA Free-for-All Post

This is an Open Trackbacks Alliance Free-for-All. Come on in. Don’t kick the cat; don’t spit on the floor. Whatever else you have to share, just link to this post and put it in a trackback. I have no time to go looking for things this a.m., so fill the thing up and I’ll try to get around to adding stuff later. The door’s open all weekend on this puppy, so feel free.

The Mary Hunter has a decent explanation of what to do, juuuust in case this thing’s new to you:

“(What’s a trackback? Bad Example explains.) If your blog software can’t send trackbacks you can use Wizbang‘s Standalone Trackback Pinger. If you have trouble, please leave a comment. Of late, I’ve been hard-linking thingies to Bacon Break posts as time permits, for you Egosystem enthusiasts (such as myself ;-) ).”

BTW, TMH’s Bacon Bits is having a Bacon Break – Chipmunk-O-Rama Weekend, so drop by there and hoist a few, eh (even though he does inflict the Chipmunks on visitors–give ‘im a break: aside from the Chipmunks thing, a pretty decent person)? Other parties:

OTA-BIGGEST

F. Stray Dog
F. Bloggin’ Outloud
S. Stop The ACLU
S. The Crazy Rants of Samantha Burns
S. Point Five
Su. Miceland
Su. Where are my socks?
Su. Peakah’s Provocations
Su. Otimaster
D. The Conservative Cat
D. Don Surber
D. NIF
D. MacStansbury.org
D. Right Wing Nation
D. Colbert Report
Wknd. Oblogatory Anecdotes
Wknd. The Right Nation
Wknd. The Uncooperative Blogger
Wknd. Stuck On Stupid
Wknd. Robinik.net

And you just might find a party going on if you drop by one of these. (Well, for sure at most of ’em).

Outside The Beltway
Jo’s Cafe
Basil’s Blog
Wizbang
Mudville Gazette
California Conservative
bRight & Early
The Indepundit
Two Babes and a Brain

I’ll likely update this from time to time as the day wears on and I squeeze some time.