Posted: 2017-11-14 17:21
The computer receives inputs from a number of sensors every cycle , and uses them to make precise adjustments to things like injection timing, spark timing, valve timing (which can, for example, hold an exhaust valve open during the intake stroke to act as “internal EGR” to warm the combustion chamber during cold starts), cooled EGR output (which can actually cool the combustion chamber with its inert gas, and adjust the gas:fuel ratio), supercharger speed (the supercharger has an integral clutch), and even Belt Starter Generator torque (a small motor that could be used to help smooth out the engine’s operation, especially in transient driving conditions).
At about the same time this was happening, Clay Travis, a Fox Sports contributor (and former Deadspin contributor) and self-proclaimed big, strong man who recently wrote 7,855 words when an airline wouldn’t let his lice-infested child board a plane, started a separate feud over a different Gay Pat article, this one about former Google employee James Damore’s 65-page memo to his coworkers. (Damore had argued that giving minorities and women more chances to excel in tech was actually harming diversity. It is unclear what color the sky is in Damore’s world.) Like many media outlets, Barstool Sports described the polemic as “anti-diversity.” This did not sit well with their readers—including Curt Schilling —or Travis.
During the compression stroke, a certain amount of fuel is injected into the “eye” of the lean vortex (an amount based on engine load), and spark is precisely timed to light the rich fireball, which then ignites the lean mixture around it—and voila! you have compression ignition. (Note that this late injection of fuel during the compression stroke is Mazda’s way of preventing preignition to accomplish this requires a high-pressure injection system.)
At its core, this is a timely debate among the worst people about who’s the least worst: The genuinely terrible person, the person who pretends to be terrible because they think it’s funny, and the person who pretends to be terrible to attract terrible readers. (The boundaries between the three are often blurred beyond recognition.) You’ve got one side portraying itself as defying political correctness, another side shitposting itself off a cliff into a world where a bigoted, idiot president who golfs while he threatens to use nuclear weapons acts as an avatar for whites longing to regain full control of society, and then a third faction that attacks the first for going soft on its race-baiting (a complaint echoed by many of the first’s longtime fans).
A gasoline compression ignition engine isn’t exactly a new concept. In fact, if you go back an entire decade , you’ll see that General Motors even had prototype Homogeneous Charge Compression Ignition engines (with spark assist) ready for journalists to drive around the test track. Why, then, is everyone getting excited about Mazda’s gasoline compression engine when we’ve been hearing about similar technologies for years?
The app is certainly a relic, from a time when the casual computer user couldn’t crack open Photoshop or Skitch or Pixelmator or thousands of web apps. MS Paint can’t save image components as layers or vectors it’s for making flat static images only. It doesn’t smooth lines or guess at your best intentions. It does what you tell it and nothing more, faithfully representing the herky-jerky motion of drawing freehand with a computer mouse. It’s from a time before touch, a time before trackpads.
The beautiful thing about SPCCI is that, because it relies on a spark to catalyze compression ignition—unlike homogeneous charge compression ignition engines we’ve seen from other automakers, which rely solely on mechanical compression—combustion can be fairly well controlled. Using a number of sensors including in-cylinder pressure sensors and intake temperature sensors, Mazda’s new engine can monitor directly or indirectly things like intake temperature, cylinder pressures, humidity, coolant temperature, oil temperature, air:fuel ratio, and EGR percentage.
Gionet, who had talent once upon a time, is a toxic asset, cast out and required to ingratiate himself with MAGA chuds in order to bring in some kind of income. Meanwhile, Clancy and Portnoy are at a growing company with a loyal fanbase. These people buy the figurative and literal merchandise, which creates an identity. They’re willing to overlook unreadable, error-filled blogs for the personalities they enjoy, even if they complain that the presence of investors and an actual CEO might force the website would have to tuck in its shirt, fix its hair, and stop cracking jokes. Clancy, who hosts radio shows for the company and has a large following, retains value. It’s worth defending him. Spagnuolo and Gay Pat aren’t seen in the same light. (Poor Gay Pat is still blogging away as of publication who knows if he’ll keep his job.)
Travis appeared Thursday in an 66-minute segment with the intensity of an altercation at Buffalo Wild Wings that isn’t bad enough to call the police, but involves people being separated just to cool them off. In May, when Barstool Sports writer Chris Spagnuolo wrote a blog about Rihanna that caught a lot of heat, Portnoy didn’t hesitate to throw his employee under the bus. (Spagnuolo was suspended and left the company after signing an agreement.) Portnoy once again distanced himself from his employee when Travis said he didn’t like the blog.
Because someone has to be the social justice warriors in any online beef, it turns out that Barstool Sports, the site built on sexist and ethnic jokes under the guise of offending everyone, is in fact a den of liberal cucks when compared to the guy who used to support Black Lives Matter but now makes Holocaust jokes because he found it to be more profitable under President Trump. This is especially ironic given that Kevin Clancy, who was present for Gionet’s segment and held court on what constitutes an actual joke, loves to make fun of Jews.
Gionet’s following is mostly anonymous Pepe avatars, or those proudly using their real names because they have no other avenue to being accepted by peers. The Barstool Sports following is mostly public and stumps for a 95-year-old because he gives them an identity. Neither of these groups can handle those identities being jeopardized, because it’s all they have or at least central to who they are. It’s no wonder they jump down the throats of anyone who criticizes them.
Barstool Sports, a website for people who never wash their boat shoes, published a blog Tuesday by writer “Gay Pat.” It made fun of Anthime Gionet, . “Baked Alaska,” a run-of-the-mill alt-right knob who used to work at BuzzFeed and declared he was red-pilled after he began to feel conflicted about his job that entailed publishing tweets. The blog’s original headline was “A Neo-Nazi Leader Named ‘Baked Alaska’ Is Sad No One Will Rent Him An Airbnb,” and it featured a photo of someone, who was not Gionet, in a Spartan-style helmet with the Star of David on the front. The Barstool Sports account tweeted the headline and photo.
Fighting discrimination with discrimination- not okay, Airbnb! They should know better than to judge a book by its cover, even if the cover dresses like a Spartan warrior at the Folsom Street Fair. Besides, they’re not there to cause a ruckus. They’re there to make sure a confederate statue remains intact. And their articulate leaders Richard Spencer and Baked Alaska are leading the charge. Yes, you read that correctly. An alt-right leader is named after a delicious dessert consisting of ice cream, cake and brown meringue. What a loser. Any fear I had of Nazis just flew out the window. To be fair it’s a nickname, which almost makes it worse. He chose Baked Alaska. That would be like me choosing the name Cervix Killer.