A fortification style that evolved during the age of gunpowder, when the cannon came to dominate the battlefield.
The geometry is intended to present the attacker with the worst possible angles of attack, and to subject them to as much inter-locking/ cross fire as possible.
I think star forts are cool, so Imma talk about them some more.
There’s a couple of features that this geometry has.
First, you assume your enemy is going to be firing cannons at your walls, trying to knock a hole in them. This attack has the most force at a 90° angle. If you look at the forts above, most of them have outlying earthworks (the little triangular islands) at exactly the point that a canon would need to be situated to hit at 90°.
Another point is that aiming a cannon is kinda hard, so it would be nice if your enemy would line up in a straight line and you don’t have to worry about the range, just sorta aim along the line and knock out a buncha them. If you look at the second picture, it is the easiest to see the little indentations/divots at the bases of each star’s points. This is where a canon would be situated so that it could fire right along the wall of its neighbouring point, hitting anyone up against the wall.
The entire star is constructed so that there is no point at which a cannon cannot sweep along the wall and knock over all the ladders and sappers and dudes attempting to climb it.
thewasabipea asked: WHAT WAS YOUR 9.09 SPOILER? BECAUSE I THINK I JUST GOT IT TOO. damn everyone for having amazing and sweet and wonderful twitter feeds that spoil freaking everything.
KEEEEEEEVIN. I mean, other things happened, too, I gather, angel politics blah blah, Castiel an angel again already blah blah, but I don’t care because KEVIN.
So I’ve been spoiled for 9.09 and ALL IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD. How does this show keep doing this to me AND I DON’T EVEN WATCH IT ANYMORE.
The Loneliest Whale in the World.
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.
Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.
“A cryptozoologist has suggested that the 52-Hertz whale could even be lonelier than we realize, a hybrid between two different species of whale, or the last survivor of an unidentified species, plying the oceans in a doomed search for another of its kind, singing its broken song.”
Hey mom, we got Cas back. Put him in leather. Suits him.
[crinkling of a photo gently grasped] You would have loved him too.
aaand then destro had to point out that whole “you take a shot at me” thing within the context of the conversation re: john. especially given that dean felt it was his fault Sam died. his one job. sam died on his watch.
wild cackling of pain.