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moon (n.)

"heavenly body which revolves about The Earth monthly," Middle English mone, from Old English mona, from Proto-Germanic *menon- (source also of Old Saxon and Old High German mano, Old Frisian mona, Old Norse mani, Danish maane, Dutch maan, German Mond, Gothic mena "moon"), from PIE *me(n)ses- "moon, month" (source also of Sanskrit masah "moon, month;" Avestan ma, Persian mah, Armenian mis "month;" Greek mene "moon," men "month;" Latin mensis "month;" Old Church Slavonic meseci, Lithuanian mėnesis "moon, month;" Old Irish mi, Welsh mis, Breton miz "month"), from root *me- (2) "to measure" in reference to the moon's phases as an ancient and universal measure of Time.

A masculine noun in Old English. In Greek, Italic, Celtic, and Armenian the cognate words now mean only "month." Greek selēnē (Lesbian selanna) is from selas "light, brightness (of heavenly bodies)." Old Norse also had tungl "moon," ("replacing mani in prose" - Buck), evidently an older Germanic word for "heavenly body," cognate with Gothic tuggl, Old English tungol "heavenly body, constellation," of unknown origin or connection. Hence Old Norse tunglfylling "lunation," tunglœrr "lunatic" (adj.).

Extended 1665 to satellites of other planets. Typical of a place impossible to reach or a thing impossible to obtain, by 1590s. 

Meaning "a month, the period of the revolution of The Moon about The Earth" is from late 14c.

To shoot the moon "leave without paying rent" is British slang from c. 1823 (see shoot (v.)); the card-playing sense perhaps was influenced by gambler's shoot the works (1922) "go for broke" in shooting dice. The moon race and the U.S. space program of the 1960s inspired a number of coinages, including, from those skeptical of the benefits to be gained, moondoggle (based on boondoggle). 

The man in the moon "fancied semblance of a man seen in the disk of the full moon" is mentioned since early 14c.; he carries a bundle of thorn-twigs and is accompanied by a dog. Some Japanese, however, see a rice-cake-making rabbit in the moon. The old moon in the new moon's arms (1727) is the appearance of the moon in the first quarter, in which the whole orb is faintly visible by earthshine.

moon (v.)

c. 1600, "to expose to moonlight;" later "idle about, wander or gaze moodily" (1836), "move listlessly" (1848), probably on the notion also found in moonstruck. The meaning "to flash the buttocks" is recorded by 1968, U.S. student slang, from moon (n.) "buttocks" (1756), "probably from the idea of pale circularity" [Ayto]. See moon (n.). Related: Mooned; mooning.

also from c. 1600

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boondoggle (n.)

"wasteful expenditure," especially by the government under guise of public good, April 1935, American English; earlier it was a name for a kind of braided leather lanyard made by Boy Scouts and worn by them around the neck or hat. In this sense it is attested from 1930, and according to contemporary accounts the thing and the word were invented around 1928 by the Order of the Arrow of Scouts in Rochester, N.Y. The name might be arbitrary; once it became a vogue word, some newspapers claimed it had been a pioneer word for "gadget," but evidence for that is wanting.

The Prince of Wales was given one by the Rochester Scouts at the Jamboree in the summer of 1929, and wore it, and the boondoggle first came to public attention. In early April 1935, a dispute erupted in New York City over wastefulness in New Deal white-collar relief work programs, including one where men made boondoggles all day. Headline writers picked up the word, and it became at once a contemptuous noun or adjective for make-work projects for the unemployed.

What is all this boondoggling anyhow? If we don't know, it isn't because we haven't been trying to find out. First used by a witness in a Federal relief investigation, the word has swept the country. [Frances Shattuck Nyberg, "Getting Around" column, Baltimore Evening Sun, May 10, 1935]

*me- (2)

*mē-, Proto-Indo-European root meaning "to measure." Some words may belong instead to root *med- "to take appropriate measures."

It forms all or part of: amenorrhea; centimeter; commensurate; diameter; dimension; gematria; geometry; immense; isometric; meal (n.1) "food, time for eating;" measure; menarche; meniscus; menopause; menses; menstrual; menstruate; mensural; meter (n.1) "poetic measure;" meter (n.2) unit of length; meter (n.3) "device for measuring;" -meter; Metis; metric; metrical; metronome; -metry; Monday; month; moon; parameter; pentameter; perimeter; piecemeal; semester; symmetry; thermometer; trigonometry; trimester.

It is the hypothetical source of/evidence for its existence is provided by: Sanskrit mati "measures," matra "measure;" Avestan, Old Persian ma- "to measure;" Greek metron "measure," metra "lot, portion;" Latin metri "to measure."

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But Even That Extraordinary Physical Feat is Surely NOT The Point of Interest.

"Help us."

Van Helsing : 

So it struck you as strange, of course.

HARKER :

Well, clearly, there was someone

trapped in The Castle.

Van Helsing :

No. No. The writing. 

"Help us."

HARKER :

It was upside-down.

Van Helsing :

Well, yes, of course, 

because whoever wrote it 

was obliged to hang that way.

But even that extraordinary physical feat 

is surely not the point of interest.

HARKER :

Then what is?

Van Helsing :

What is remarkable, Mr Harker,

what is convenient, is that 

The Words were in English.

HARKER :

Oh...

I didn't think of that.

Van Helsing :

Of course not.

You are an English...man -- 

A combination of presumptions beyond compare.

Proceed.

HARKER :

Well, I knew I had the day to myself,

so I determined to find the room above mine

and see if anyone required my assistance.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

That completes my final report until we touch down.

We're on full automatic, in the hands of the computers.

l've tucked my crew in for the long sleep, 

and l'll be joining them soon.

In less than an hour we'll finish

our sixth month out of Cape Kennedy.

Six months in deep space.

By our time, that is.

According to Dr Hasslein's theory of time in a vehicle traveling nearly the speed of light, the Earth has aged nearly 700 years since we left it, while we've aged hardly at all.

It may be so. 

This much is probably True :

The men who sent us on this journey are long since dead and gone.

You who are reading me now are a different breed.

I hope a better one.

I leave the 20th century with no regrets. 

But one more thing...

If anybody's listening, that is.

Nothing scientific.

It’s purely personal.

Seen from out here, everything seems different.

Time bends. 

Space is, boundless.

It squashes a Man's Ego —

I feel lonely.

That's about it.

Tell me, though... 

Does Man, that marvel of the universe, that glorious paradox who has sent me to the stars, still make war against his brother, keep his neighbor's children starving?

 

Are you all right?

Stewart?

Stewart?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

We're in the soup. She's sinking.

Dodge, read The Atmosphere.

Landon, get out a last signal.

Astronaut LANDON :

What signal?

To Earth. That we've landed.

The air's OK. 

Blow the hatch before we lose all our power.

It’s no use. The power's gone.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Forget it. Abandon ship.

Astronaut LANDON :

She's sinking.

Going...

Going...

Gone.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

OK. We're here to stay.

Astronaut LANDON :

Well, where are we? 

Do you have any notion, skipper?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

We're 320 light years from Earth on an unnamed planet in orbit around a star in the constellation of Orion.

Is that close enough for you?

Astronaut DODGE :

That could be Bellatrix.

Astronaut LANDON :

It’s too white for Bellatrix.

Astronaut DODGE :

You didn't have time to read the tapes. 

So you really don't know, do you?

Astronaut LANDON :

What went wrong? 

We weren't programmed to land in the water.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

The Question is not so much 

where we are as when we are.

We've had enough sleep for a while.

Let's start earning all that back pay.

Dodge, run your soil test.

Got your sensors?

Astronaut DODGE :

Right.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Geiger counter?

Astronaut DODGE :

Got it.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Let's see... One pistol, 20 rounds

ammo, a medical kit, camera, TX9.

We've got Food and Water enough 

for three days.

Astronaut LANDON :

How long is a day?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

That's a good question.

Landon... Hey, Landon.

Join the expedition.

Astronaut LANDON :

Sorry. I was thinking about Stewart.

What do you suppose happened?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Air leak. She died in her sleep.

Astronaut LANDON :

You don't seem very cut up about it.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

It's a little late for a wake.

She's been dead nearly a year.

Astronaut LANDON :

That means we've been away

from Earth for 18 months.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Our time.

You've gone gray.

Apart from that you look pretty

chipper for a man who's 2,031 years old —

I read the clocks :

They bear out Hasslein's hypothesis.

We have been away from Earth for

2,000 years, give or take a decade.

Still can't accept it? 

Time's wiped out everything you ever knew.

It's all dust.

Astronaut LANDON :

Prove it.

If we can't get back, it's still just a theory.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

It's a fact, Landon. Buy it. 

You'll sleep better.

Astronaut DODGE :

Nothing will grow here. 

There's just a trace of carbohydrates.

All the nitrogen is locked into the nitrates.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

No dangerous ionization?

Astronaut DODGE :

No.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Well...

If there's no Life here, we've got just 72 hours to find it.

That's when the groceries run out. 

Let's go. 

Astronaut DODGE :

Which direction?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

That way.

Astronaut DODGE :

Any particular reason?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

None at all.

Come on...

Everybody all right?

Water check.

Eight ounces.

Astronaut LANDON :

It doesn't add up. 

Thunder and lightning,and no rain. Cloud cover at night.

Astronaut DODGE :

That strange luminosity, yet no moon.

If we could just get a fix.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

What would that tell you? 

I've told you Where You Are and When You Are.

Astronaut LANDON :

All right, all right.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

You're 300 light years

from your precious planet.

Your loved ones are dead and

forgotten for 20 centuries.

20. Even if you could get back, they'd think you were something that fell out of a tree.

Astronaut DODGE :

Taylor, quit riding him.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

There is just one reality.

We are here and it is now.

You get hold of that, 

or you might as well be dead.

Astronaut DODGE :

I'm prepared to die.

He's prepared to die —

Doesn't that make you misty? Chalk up another victory for the human spirit.

Clue me in on something, will you?

Why did you sign on for this trip?

You volunteered. Why?

Never mind. I'll clue you in. You were

the golden boy of the class of '72.

When they nominated you,

you couldn't turn it down.

Not without losing your all-American image.

Astronaut LANDON :

Climb off, will you?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

And the glory. Don't forget that.

There's a life-size bronze statue

of you standing out there somewhere.

Probably turned green by now 

and nobody can read the nameplate.

But never let it be said we forget our heroes.

Astronaut LANDON :

Taylor, climb off my back.

And there's one last item. Immortality.

You wanted to live for ever, didn't you?

Well, you damn near made it. Except for me and

Dodge, you've lived longer than anyone ever born.

And with our lovely Lieutenant Stewart dead,

it looks like you're the last of the line.

You got what you wanted, Tiger. 

How does it taste?

Astronaut LANDON :

OK. You read me well enough.

But why can't I read you?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Don't bother.

Astronaut LANDON :

Dodge, there. He's not like me at all. 

But he makes sense.

He'd walk naked into a live volcano if he thought

he could learn something that no other man knew.

But you... You're no seeker. 

You're negative.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

And I’m not prepared to die.

Astronaut LANDON :

I'd like to know why not.

You thought life on Earth was meaningless. 

You despised people.

So what did you do? You ran out.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

No. It's not like that, Landon.

I'm A Seeker too. But My Dreams aren't like yours :

I can't help thinking somewhere there has to be something better than Man. Has to be.

Astronaut DODGE :

Taylor, over here.

Life.

Where there's one, there's another. 

And another and another.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Let's find 'em.

Astronaut DODGE :

Skipper.

Look.

Scarecrows?

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Let's see.

To hell with the scarecrows.

Whoo-hoo.

Hey. Yay. Yay.

Ah.

Ah-hoo.

Whoo. Whoo.

Ah.

Taylor.

Look at this.

Taylor, look.

They didn't leave much, did they?

Well, at least they haven't tried to bite us.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

Blessed are the vegetarians.

Astronaut DODGE :

They look more or less human,

but I think they're mute.

Astronaut LANDON :

We got off at the wrong stop.

Astronaut TAYLOR :

You're supposed to be the optimist,

Landon. Look on the bright side.

If this is the best they've got around here,

in six months we'll be running this planet.

Smile.

Which one was wearing the strange clothes?

This one.

Will he live?

I don't know.

This beast has lost a lot of blood.

- There's no probe here. Find one.

- Yes, sir.

This place is dirty, Doctor.

Doctor, these animals are dirty.

They stink. They carry diseases. Why aren't

they cleaned up before they're brought here?

- You don't sound happy in your work.

- l'm little more than a vet in this laboratory.

You promised to speak to Dr Zaius about me.

I did. You know how he looks

down his nose at chimpanzees.

But the quota system's been abolished. 

You made it. Why can't I?

What do you mean "made it"? 

I'm an animal psychologist, that's all. 

We have no authority.

You do all right getting

space and equipment.

That's because Dr Zaius realizes our work has value.

The foundations of scientific brain

surgery are being laid right here 

in studies of cerebral functions of these animals.

They're still dirty, doctor. 

And their bite is septic. 

There. Look at that.

Hold his jaw.

Good morning, Dr Zira.

Morning, Julius. 

How's our patient?

No change. The minute you open

the door, he goes into his act.

Well.

And what do we want this morning?

Do we want something? Come on. Speak.

Come on, speak.

Do we want some sugar, Old-Timer?

You could get hurt doing that, doctor.

Don't be silly. 

He's perfectly tame.

They all are, ‘til they take a chunk out of you.

Well, Bright Eyes. Our throat feeling better?

Still hurts, doesn't it?

See? He keeps pretending he can talk.

That Bright Eyes is remarkable.

He keeps trying to form words.

You know what they say —

Human see, human do.

Schizoid Man : Double-Six is Twelve.

 

2 :

It's uncanny. 

Number Twelve has caught his whole style.

106

Village Supervisor,

Officer of The Watch :

In Haiti, we'd say 

He's Stolen His Soul.

The Prisoner 08 - The Schizoid Man from Geoff Geoff on Vimeo.

Mulder and Scully track a series of murders that lead to a home for the mentally ill 

and a clue that makes no sense: 

Each victim has appeared as an apparition in the area where their body was found along with the words 

"She is me".

Shiban was inspired to write the episode based on 

an incident that involved his wife's father 

seeing other beings in a room when he was dying.

He and his future wife 

were visiting her dying father in a hospital. 

According to Shiban, 

his father-in-law 

kept looking around the room, 

as if gazing at other people -- 

However, Shiban and his partner 

were the only visitors in the room. 

Eventually, Shiban's father-in-law asked the two 

who else was in the room, 

and when they responded 

that only they were visiting him, 

he seemed perplexed 

and kept looking around the room. 

Shiban began to wonder 

if "a dying person might be able to look through the cracks into the next world",

which he developed into a story about 

a "haunted bowling alley" because "it just seemed right".

 

 The Prisoner Ep. 5 Schizoid (2009)

  Sam Bell :

Where am...

Where am I?

GERTY :

Sam, you're in the infirmary.

You had an accident.

Do you remember what happened?

  Sam Bell :

No, I don't...

I don't remember a thing.

  

Do you remember me?

  Sam Bell :

Yeah, of course I remember you, Gerty.

  

That's good. That is very good.

It's nice to see you awake again.

  

I'd like to keep you under observation

here in the infirmary for a few days...

And run some tests.

  Sam Bell :

How long have I been out?

  

Not long, Sam.

Go back to sleep.

Sam Bell :

OK, pal.

You're still very tired.

We can talk later.

  

******

Sam Bell :

Hello?

  

(Distant conversation)

[Gerty]: 

The new Sam is in reworking order.

 

But we only have two

working harvesters now.

  

[Overmeyers]: 

(sarcastically)

Yeah, well,what a surprise!

  

[Thompson]: 

Gerty, we're going to have to

find a way to ramp up production.

  

[Gerty]: 

I know.

  

[Overmeyers]: 

This is incredible!

But how do you manage to destroy

a fucking rover, a harvester and

an employee all on the same day?

  

These were extraordinary

circumstances, as you know.

  

[Thompson]:

Gerty, what is the status on Harvester 3?

  

How do the repairs look on... (stopped)

Sam, you're out of bed.

Sam Bell :

Yeah.

I wanted to stretch my legs a bit.

Who was that?

  

We've been having some problems

with the Lunar-Sat...

And our live feed seems to be down.

  

I was recording a video-message for Central...

Updating them on your progress.

  

Sam, you need to stay in bed.

You're not ready to walk around yet.

  Sam Bell :

Can you bring me my sunglasses?

It's really bright in here.

Give me some...

Give me all my stuff, you know?

  

Your belongings are in your quarters, Sam.

  

- Well, bring them in here.

- Certainly.

*****

  

Excellent, Sam.

  

Sam Bell :

What...When can I get out of here, Gerty?

  

Sam, you may have suffered

from brain damage in the crash.

This would explain your slight memory loss 

and logic impairment.

  

So what's the diagnosis?

When can I get back to work?

  

Central has asked me to slow down the harvesters to ensure you have time to recuperate and get your strength back.

  Sam Bell :

(sarcastically) 

That's terrific!

  

That's fantastic!

  

You can return to the sleeping quarters tomorrow.

  

But it will still be a few more days before you can resume anything like a normal work schedule.

  

Let's try another test.

  

I don't want to try another test!

  

Please, Sam.

  

Hey, Gerty?

Do you know about this?

Matthew has got no velocity readout.

He is completely still.

  

He must have stalled.

  

Well, he has obviously stalled.

  

Don't you think we should tell Central?

  

Unlock the doors and I'll go fix it.

  

I will pass on your message.

  

[Gerty]: Message received from Earth

via Jupiter link.

  

[Thompson]: Sam, we appreciate the offer,

but you concentrate on feeling better.

  

[Overmeyers]: Yeah, we don't want

you to take any unnecessary risks.

  

- You are too important to us.

- You stay put.

  

[Overmeyers]: That is an order.

  

[Thompson]: It's an order, Sam...

from Lunar.

  

[Overmeyers]:

And what we're going to do is send a rescue unit...

  

to tend to the stalled harvester

and get the base back on its feet.

  

- (under breath) Fuck is with...? What the fuck?

- I'm sorry, Sam.

  

- What?

- Sam...

  

I'm under strict orders not to let you outside.

  

I don't appreciate that—being treated like a child.

I don't appreciate it.

  

Gerty!

  

Gerty!

  

Gerty, come here!

  

- What happened?

- I do not know, maybe a meteorite...

  

There have been no meteorites, Sam.

  

Micrometeorites, maybe. I do not know.

  

Either way, there might be

damage to the exterior shell.

  

I think you better...you better

let me go outside and take a look.

  

There is no damage to the exterior shell.

  

Well, it's not that I don't believe you, Gerty...

  

But, you know, this thing is

springing leaks like an Acme firehose.

  

You need to let me go outside

and fix this problem, Gery.

  

I can't let you go outside, Sam.

  

Gerty, if you don't let me go outside,

we can't fix this leak.

  

I'm not permitted to let you go outside.

  

Just let...

We'll keep it between you and me, ok, pal?

  

This thing is leaking gas. Let's go! Come on...

  

Just to check the exterior shell?

  

- Of course.

- OK, Sam.

  

Thank you.

  

Gerty!

  

[Computer]:

Searching for long-range comms.

  

Searching for long-range comms.

  

Searching for long-range comms.

  

Signal failure on long-range comms.

  

Gerty!

  

Gerty!

  

I found him outside!

  

I found him outside!

  

Near one of the stalled harvesters...

  

Who is he?

  

Who is he?!

  

We need to get him to the infirmary.

  

Not until you tell me who that is.

  

You tell me who that is!

  

Sam Bell. We need to get him

to the infirmary immediately.

  

Hello, Sam.

  

How are you feeling?

  

Where—Where am I?

  

The infirmary.

  

You had an accident out by one of the harvesters.

  

Do you remember?

  

No, I'm—I'm thirsty.

  

I could get you some water.

  

I saw someone out there, Gerty.

  

I saw someone out there.

  

Sam, you suffered a slight concussion in

the crash and have incurred minor injuries.

  

But, all in all,

the prognosis is good.

  

I'm happy to see you again.

  

Gerty?

  

Yes, Sam?

  

Is there someone in the room with us?

  

Sam, get some sleep.

  

You're very tired.

  

[Tess]: Spoke to Thompson today.

  

They are in Europe, they—he's promising the world.

  

I think it was the right thing.

  

But...it's just such a long time.

  

I suppose there are—there are things...

  

You know...that needed to happen.

  

I—I need time to think.

  

Listen...umm...

  

Sam...

  

Be safe...And I'll...

  

I'll talk to you soon.

  

Goodbye.

  

Gerty?

  

Gerty, what the fu—what the hell's going on?

  

Who is the guy—

Who is the guy in the rec room?

  

Where did he come from?

Why does he look like me?

  

Sam, you're out out of bed.

  

Yeah, Gerty, I'm out of bed.

Who is the guy?

  

Who is the guy in the rec room?

  

- Sam Bell.

- Come on, come on, come on!

  

You are Sam Bell.

  

Sam, what is it?

  

It might help to talk about it.

  

I don't understand what is happening...

  

I think I'm starting to lose my mind.

  

We can run some tests.

  

I haven't let Sam contact Lunar.

  

They do not know that you were recovered

alive from the accident.

  

"Recovered alive"? What do you mean?

Why did not you report it to Central?

  

What are you talking about?

  

I'm here to keep you safe, Sam.

  

Are you hungry?

  

Two weeks, two weeks, two weeks

  

Two weeks, two weeks, two weeks, two weeks,

two weeks, two weeks, two weeks... (exhales)

  

- I'm just getting my slippers...

- I'm using them...I'm using them.

  

These are mine.

  

Gerty says you're Sam Bell.

  

I'm Sam Bell, too!

  

- What?

- Well, we've got that going for us.

  

Why...?

  

How long have you been...

  

What?

  

How long have you been here?

  

About a week.

  

- So how are you doing?

- What?

  

How are you doing?

  

"How am I doing?"

How do you think I'm doing?

  

They locked all The Exits.

Who's looking after the harvesters?

  

Harvesters are fine.

It's the fact that I'm here talking 

to a clone that's slightly troubling.

  

(chuckles) I'm not a clone.

  

I'm not a clone!

  

You're the clone.

Okay, Sam.

You're not a clone.

  

Hey, hey...You're not looking too good.

  

Sh! Butt out of this!

I'm not even talking to you, pal.

  

I think that Katherine likes you.

I think she likes you a bit.

  

You're not looking too good, my friend.

I hope you're not feeling too bad.

  

Are you talking to yourself?

  

Let's just get you fixed up...

How long have you been here?

  

Well, it's about...three years.

  

For almost three years.

  

Listen, I...  

I wanted to thank y—.

I wanted to thank you for, um...

If it wasn't for you, I'd—I...

I guess I'd still be in that crashed rover.

You Saved My Life.

  

Hey, I know this is weird, you know...?

  

I'm real lonely, you know, I...(puffs)

I just wanted to shake your hand.

Will you shake my hand?