Reminds me at work one day when we were looking through a large catalog for some heavy protective aprons. Our entire female sales staff cued in hard on one page as I was flipping through. I had to explain what a bunny suit was, and could they please take their meds pronto.
Apparently, protective clothing with full booties & head coverings overload the adorable meter.
CONTAMINATION gear. Gammas take 2″ lead, 4″ steel, or 24″ packed earth/water/concrete (the three are equivalent) to reduce the existing flux by 90 percent.
The goggles actually ARE radiation protection – protects the eyes from high levels of beta – TYPICAL beta (non Helen variety) can be stopped by a layer of clothing or 2-3 cm of air.
You can actually hold a piece of plutonium in your hand without danger from ionizing radiation. The vast majority of radiation it gives off is alpha particles, which are stopped by the layer of dead cells on the outside of your skin.
However, don’t do this with the isotope used for radio-thermal generators. That literally glows red hot. Weapon- or reactor-grade plutonium will just feel pleasantly warn. 🙂
Everybody should read the “Nuclear war survival skills” handbook. Not only is it helpful in disciplines from building a dosimeter to getting light in your shelter, it will also give you a refreshing whiff of cold war on hot days. It’s free online. Seriously, go read it.
That fourth panel sounds so much like my own life that i have to wonder.
Also, i like where this is going. Especially since Cherenkov radiation has been a recent theme in my own life. Mostly because i recently built a sort of insectile sculpture with a vivid blue glow radiating from its abdomen called Cherenkoma. Because Cherenkov radiation is also a long time theme as well.
Overall it sounds like the happiest place on Earth is also a Superfund site at best. i’m surprised they’re not just pouring a massive concrete cap over the whole place like with Chernobyl.
I believe that somewhere in The Little House,
Your answer lies …
I believe our greatest foe is Disney’s Mouse …
I hope he dies!
I believe in sharing music with my friends,
Like “World of Love”
That never ends!
I believe … I believe …
“I believe that I don’t need those special clothes,”
Says Unity …
“I believe in gamma rays, a daily dose,
Is good for me!”
If you find the answer here for which you search,
Or get a clue,
Or buy some merch,
Then we know you,
Too,
Believe!
sane nanobots Maybe, but I’m guessing she has some kind of ants in Cat’s Cradle Where the functioning ones Repair the damaged ones, And besides since when Is radiation bad for zombies?
The “Nanobots are indestructible” trope is quite an annoying one, particularly when “harder” sci-fi authors fall for it. It’s much more forgivable in a “Mad Science” setting, I think.
Anyone attempting to analyze the Meadow using the unforgiving light of hard SF is hereby referred to the second storyline in this strip’s run where radiation made a bunch of silverfish into Renaissance Italians.
I, I love the colorful, glowing air
In this wonderful meadow that is so fair
I hear you offer protective clothes
So the deadly ions don’t singe off our hair
Chorus:
I’m pickin up bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
I’m pickin up bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
Bad bad bad bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
Bad bad bad bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
Shield your eyes
And don this floral gown
In this style, you’ll probably be fine
Don’t stare into the sky
Otherwise you’ll probably go blind
I’m starting to like the squirrel. A mechanical avatar of optimism in the face of all reality. Although I think the circumstances may be wearing on the ol’ personality circuits a bit.
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That is pretty darn adorable.
Sweetheart in impossibly cute radiation gear? Jeff FTW!
Reminds me at work one day when we were looking through a large catalog for some heavy protective aprons. Our entire female sales staff cued in hard on one page as I was flipping through. I had to explain what a bunny suit was, and could they please take their meds pronto.
Apparently, protective clothing with full booties & head coverings overload the adorable meter.
CONTAMINATION gear. Gammas take 2″ lead, 4″ steel, or 24″ packed earth/water/concrete (the three are equivalent) to reduce the existing flux by 90 percent.
The goggles actually ARE radiation protection – protects the eyes from high levels of beta – TYPICAL beta (non Helen variety) can be stopped by a layer of clothing or 2-3 cm of air.
SKIN HORSE: Where a surprising number of people know a surprising amount of things about nuclear radiation.
You can actually hold a piece of plutonium in your hand without danger from ionizing radiation. The vast majority of radiation it gives off is alpha particles, which are stopped by the layer of dead cells on the outside of your skin.
However, don’t do this with the isotope used for radio-thermal generators. That literally glows red hot. Weapon- or reactor-grade plutonium will just feel pleasantly warn. 🙂
Shure, but not all radiation is ionising radiation, gamma radiation is just as deadly in bigger quantities.
Gamma radiation is generally the higher-powered rads coming from reactors, rather than weaker decay radiation though, aren’t they?
Everybody should read the “Nuclear war survival skills” handbook. Not only is it helpful in disciplines from building a dosimeter to getting light in your shelter, it will also give you a refreshing whiff of cold war on hot days. It’s free online. Seriously, go read it.
I’m cheating in that respect – I went to Navy schools to learn this.
On the bright side, the fleas in U.N.I.T.Y.’s cat ears are probably all dead now.
Doubt it. Just look at the stuff the Department of Irradiation spawns from time to time….
That fourth panel sounds so much like my own life that i have to wonder.
Also, i like where this is going. Especially since Cherenkov radiation has been a recent theme in my own life. Mostly because i recently built a sort of insectile sculpture with a vivid blue glow radiating from its abdomen called Cherenkoma. Because Cherenkov radiation is also a long time theme as well.
Overall it sounds like the happiest place on Earth is also a Superfund site at best. i’m surprised they’re not just pouring a massive concrete cap over the whole place like with Chernobyl.
The concrete might be their last step.
(TUNE: “I Believe”, Drake, Graham, Shirl, & Stillman)
I believe that somewhere in The Little House,
Your answer lies …
I believe our greatest foe is Disney’s Mouse …
I hope he dies!
I believe in sharing music with my friends,
Like “World of Love”
That never ends!
I believe … I believe …
“I believe that I don’t need those special clothes,”
Says Unity …
“I believe in gamma rays, a daily dose,
Is good for me!”
If you find the answer here for which you search,
Or get a clue,
Or buy some merch,
Then we know you,
Too,
Believe!
wouldn’t hard radiation be extra-dangerous for nanobots?
sane nanobots Maybe, but I’m guessing she has some kind of ants in Cat’s Cradle Where the functioning ones Repair the damaged ones, And besides since when Is radiation bad for zombies?
The “Nanobots are indestructible” trope is quite an annoying one, particularly when “harder” sci-fi authors fall for it. It’s much more forgivable in a “Mad Science” setting, I think.
What’s better than a dog in goggles? A dog in a flowered NBC suit with goggles!
Anyone attempting to analyze the Meadow using the unforgiving light of hard SF is hereby referred to the second storyline in this strip’s run where radiation made a bunch of silverfish into Renaissance Italians.
Oh, wow, Chris and Marcie are almost unrecognizable! Sweetheart’s changed quite a bit, too.
“Good Vibrations” by the Beach Boys
I, I love the colorful, glowing air
In this wonderful meadow that is so fair
I hear you offer protective clothes
So the deadly ions don’t singe off our hair
Chorus:
I’m pickin up bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
I’m pickin up bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
Bad bad bad bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
Bad bad bad bad radiation
It’s cool, we’re on good relations
Shield your eyes
And don this floral gown
In this style, you’ll probably be fine
Don’t stare into the sky
Otherwise you’ll probably go blind
(Repeat Chorus)
I’m starting to like the squirrel. A mechanical avatar of optimism in the face of all reality. Although I think the circumstances may be wearing on the ol’ personality circuits a bit.
Now I want to see a daily one-panel cartoon about these adorable robots. We will call it . . . Family Circuits!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h0W9OCjxkD8
Heh heh heh…
Oh there is going to be some fallout when those ears fall off.
Possibly of the nuclear variety.