Egg Salad on his face

Originally published at "PRT Is A Joke" IS A JOKE v.1
Words written with wildcards (***, !!!, etc.) was the way we originally wrote Ken Avidor, Ken, and Avidor.

*** reminds me of a gag from the classic Woody Allen movie, What's Up Tiger Lily:

"At one point during the planning of a break-in, a spy unfolds a map of their quarry's residence, explaining that the man "lives here." "He lives on that small piece of paper?" questions one of the henchmen. It's that silly." Source

When *** writes about "dorky little wheels" on a scale model of a PRT vehicle, I almost expect him to ask, "how can three people ride in something so small?"

When I explain to him that a PRT vehicle has been designed with places to mount HVAC equipment, the makers know what equipment to use and how much it will weigh, he acts as though the very idea is impossible. It's as if 45-50 pounds of equipment that works in cars WON'T work in PRT, simply because it's PRT. Or he'll write that the amount of weight HVAC will add is a mystery-- 45-50 pounds suddenly becomes indeterminate!

What supernatural qualities does he ascribe to PRT that it possesses such powers? It's just engineering. Maybe to *** ****** it's one of the Black Arts.

Flyp-Flop-ocrite

*** recently allowed that:

"If those people want to pursue PRT with their own money, that's okay with me." Source, #356

How nice of him to say--now. Too bad his PRTJ website has a page titled "Don't Invest in Bogus PRT!" (roadkillbill.com/PRT%20PigNPoke.html)

Plus, you also have to take his LTO3 about "PRT is impossible" as an attempt to discourage private investment as well.

So busy; so bossy; so concerned about what other people are doing with their own time and money (see also: "The O.C.," 7.29.05, below).

gPRT