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Nothing but sweaty, sweaty palms over here right now (my poor keyboard. . . ). I’ve tried pushing my fear of heights on some actual rollercoasters, but would never dream of siting myself down on one of these things, and even most rollercoasters scare the piss out of me.
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Based on the language, I think that the Church could do with installing these to help people get metaphorically closer to their maker.
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I can’t believe nobody has pointed out that this isn’t a roller coaster. It’s one of those slingshot rides.
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It’s not always clear until you actually try it. The example I would use is yoga, which has been helpful with sciatica, plantar fasciitis and lingering balance issues I have after I hurt my knee a couple years ago.
There are some positions that I know I can do comfortably, and some that I nope out of automatically (anything involving inversion or extreme back bends). But there are also a lot of positions where I don’t know until I actually try them. Sometimes they’re great and I can do them with or without modification, and sometimes it just ain’t happening–but I can’t tell beforehand.
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Noooooppppppeeeeeee.
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Oh my god, he was worried he would shit himself in terror, I was worried I was going to shit myself laughing so hard at his screams 
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The face on the right - the first time she saw me naked. The face on the left - some time shortly after that.
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So, I grew up in a family that owned midway rides. Every summer had me, on the last day of school, carted off to whoever we were set up, where I would remain until labour day. I did this every summer from when I was eleven (ah child labour) until well into my twenties.
To say I lived and breathed midways and carnivals would be an understatement. When I wasn’t working there, I was riding any ride I could. My love for Disney parks is due in large part to the feeling of being ”on the lot” which was, as you can see, a high part of my childhood.
So all this info == pretty good indication of how much I love rides, right?
Ok.
Now, you couldn’t pay me enough to get on this slingshot ride.
The human body sucks - suuuucks - at handling negative g-forces. A big part of the design of SpaceShipOne/Two has been around figuring out how to keep passengers from experiencing them on the apex of its ”orbit”, for example.
Bodies do really badly with blood rushing into your head, and extra plus omg badly at handling repeated positive/negative G transitions.
I feel like specifically with these specific slingshot-with-rotation rides, the odds of traumatic brain injury are just too high to take the risk. Drop me off the highest roller coaster or centrifuge or whatever, but that’s all (mostly) positive gforces.
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Helmets should be a legal requirement for rides like this. Even some of the multiple teardrop loop rollercoasters pull G forces that your average teen has no hope of resisting. You get a hell of a headache banging into those pads even when you don’t black out.
Damn fun, but seriously… why no helmets?
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Yeah, I know it’s not a rollercoaster ride. It just puts me in mind of the guy who designed a deliberately fatal rollercoaster. A euthanasia model, for people who wanted to go out with one last big thrill. [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Euthanasia_Coaster](Wiki on Euthanasia Rollercoaster.) My observation is that people who read a lot (like me - I’m hyperlexic) don’t do well on rides that affect your inner ear and your vision (in terms of the landscape not appearing where it usually is). My wife had to ask the guy to stop the waltzer “because the little girl wasn’t feeling well” - her face-saving device. I didn’t care. I had no face to save.
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I’m shocked they let him bring that camera thingy up there!
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Liked just for Avasarala, the baddest bitch in the universe.
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“Huge market” for getting one’s testicles crushed? I don’t believe you. Hell I’d call the market for standard bdsm to be pretty fucking niche.
There’s a moment during the blackout where, because she’s like a limp noodle, her head snaps like a whip. Kind of amazed she wasn’t injured. Sure looks fun, though. Both the ride and blacking-out (yeah…I like blacking out. Like, being put under for surgery is a big fave of mine)
You might think that, yes
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I gather the appeal of these rides for most people is experiencing hind-brain terror in a controlled environment where the actual risk is much less than they took on the car/bus ride to the park.
For at least some people it’s the sensation of weightlessness and flying. I love roller coasters, catapult rides, actual bungee jumping, lookout decks, anything high up, wind-tunnel indoor skydiving and, the most fun of all, skydiving. Something got wired wrong in me. I realized this when I was a kid and almost slipped off a lookout cliff after a mountain hike. My dad’s the most stoic guy I know, but that was the first time I ever saw him terrified. He was pissed at me. It dawned on me that I had to be more careful because somehow the healthy fear of heights instinct never got installed in my brain. But I have frequent dreams of skydiving and if it were cheaper and closer by I’d be doing it every weekend.
I have zero desire to be punched in the face and being set on fire is one of my greatest fears, but boxing is a thing and I’m sure there’s a market somewhere for donning a fire-proof suit and getting lit up like the Human Torch.
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While possibly safer, I can say that NOT being put under for surgery is not going to be on my top ten lists of fun things. it was interesting, but not fun.
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I hate general anesthesia. I’ll do it if it improves my chances of a successful surgery, but I much prefer local. Combination of trust issues and reading stories of admittedly rare cases of people not waking up because the anesthesiologist miscalculated. I recognize that the latter is an irrational fear, like the fear of a roller coaster derailing when one braved the highway to get to the park, or the fear of an airline crash. The difference though it that when I put my life in the hands of a pilot and plane I have no control over, at least I’m awake to the end if I’m one of the seriously few who perish from it. That shouldn’t be much comfort, but somehow it’s only about a third as terrifying as just not waking up.
Right, I’m off to look for unicorn chasers. Y’all have fun now…
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