Showing posts with label Frank Sinatra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frank Sinatra. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Fly Me to the Moon? I don't think so, Mr.Sinatra.



Manhattan Infidel dissects the Sinatra song, "Fly Me to the Moon."
With the centenary of Frank Sinatra’s birth fast approaching we here at the Worldwide Headquarters of Manhattan Infidel™ (still proudly serving gluten) have thought it best to examine one of Mr. Sinatra’s most famous songs: “Fly Me to the Moon.”

To wit: Are the events described in this song scientifically feasible?

The song begins with this wish:

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars

Flying to the moon is expensive and would take three days at least. And unfortunately the United States no longer has the ability to put people into space as NASA’s mission has changed to improving the self-esteem of Muslims.

As for playing among the stars this is not to be desired. If a human were to come into contact with celestial star he would die instantly.

So to flying to the moon? Expensive.

Playing among the stars? Not to be desired. Unless Sinatra meant playing among the stars in Hollywood, which is possible but almost as dangerous.
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Monday, January 13, 2014

Woody Allen's son has a sarcastic sense of humor, too

Ronan Farrow, son of Woody Allen (or is he the son of Frank Sinatra?), tweeted sarcastically about Woody last night when Allen was being honored at the Golden Globes. Farrow's tweet: "Missed the Woody Allen tribute - did they put the part where a woman publicly confirmed he molested her at age 7 before or after Annie Hall?"