Man nehme etwas Kleber, drei Streichhölzer, vier Fliegen und fertig ist das Flugzeug. Die Bauanleitung gibts unter …
Take a wooden matchstick and slice a thin sliver from one side. Then cut the remaining stick in two, lengthwise. Make sure you leave a little of the red tip intact for effect. Discard one half.
Make the aircraft by glueing the sliver of wood – the wing – across the remaining part of the matchstick – the fuselage. If you want, you can use little scraps to make a tail section. Or you can make a biplane. Or you can use a couple of thin slices of balsa to make a huge wing, one that will carry maybe twenty engines. Indulge your aeronautical whims. Think of lift, think of thrust, think of innovation without the benefit of an industrial policy.
Catch a bunch of flies. Put them in a jar and put the jar in the freezer. In a few seconds the flies will be chilled out completely. This is called cryogenics, and it has its drawbacks. For example, the flies will be dead flies if you freeze them too long. Dead flies are no good. So if you’re a tinkerer, refrigerate your flies. It takes longer to make them comatose, but they have a higher recovery rate than the ones you leave in the freezer next to the pies and icecream.
Meanwhile, put a tiny drop of rubber cement at each place along the wing where you want an engine.
Take the flies out of the fridge. Attach the abdomen of one frigid fly to each drop of glue. Make sure all the flies are facing the same direction. This step is crucial to the project.
Breathe life into the flies. A miracle: A gentle puff of your warm breath will resuscitate the flies.
Launch the aircraft. It should fly like a charm, and, far from being cruel to the flies, you’ll be teaching them a new and valuable thing, one that brings us to the virtue of this exercise. For we see that while flies think a lot alike, have a great deal in common, share many of the same hopes and dreams, they never act in concert, as a team, with regard for the worth of other, neighbouring flies until forced to by grim circumstance – as, for example, when they are harnessed to fly and either first experience the exhilaration of high-altitude cooperation or die. Redeemed by such a critical choice, they’ll soar like a glider, race like a stealth fighter, and, when flying over a backyard or kennel, they will turn into a wickedly-awesome dive bomber.
(Quelle: Meine Datenhalde. Keine Ahnung mehr woher ich die Anleitung habe.)