From 7/16/1963 to 7/16/2010 is 47 years
Deep Impact (1998)
TV: You've been watching live coverage of President Tom Beck...
Deep Impact (1998)
Jenny Lerner: While some Americans... over 50 years of age have been preselected for the ARK due to their expertise in a necessary field of study, no men and women over 50 in the general population will be included in the lottery.
Battlestar Galactica (1978)
"Saga of a Star World - Part 2"
Athena - Battlestar Galactica bridge officer: Father? Father, are you all right?
Adama - Battlestar Galactica Commander: If anyone amongst us can say that he's all right, after what has happened, I'd recommend them for catharsis treatment.
Athena: That's not the Warrior I'm used to. Whatever happened to the joy of living to fight another day?
Adama: Ah, yes, the joy of living. You were aboard the Galactica. You didn't see them down there; their faces. The old, the young. Desperate. Begging - screaming - for a chance to come aboard. A chance to live. And there I was like God - passing out priorities as - as if they were tickets to a lottery.
"Whomever that may be"
- President Tom Beck, 1998
Battlestar Galactica - tv miniseries - 12/08/2003, 12/09/2003
(from internet transcript)
Helo: That's as close as you get, now just settle down. Settle down, and no one gets hurt.
Man: I have to get on board. I'll give you fifty thousand. (Other people yell similar things.)
Helo: We're not taking money. This isn't a rescue ship, this is a military vessel, and we're not taking money.
People: You can't just leave us here! What about the children? (Man approaches, Boomer fires into the air.)
Boomer: All right, all right. Children first. Children. (The children go up.) All right, we can take three more people.
Helo: That's the maximum load if we're gonna break orbit.
Man: Who chooses the three, you?
Boomer: No one chooses. No one. Lottery. Everyone gets a number. Put the numbers in a box, take out three. That's it, no arguing, no appeal.
Helo: And I will shoot the first person who tries to board before then.
Boomer: Helo, get your flight manual, tear out the pages.
From 7/6/1921 ( Nancy Reagan - spouse of Ronald Reagan, 40th President of USA AND from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: my biological maternal genetic grandfather with Jane Wyman ) To 12/10/1928 ( ) is 2714 days
2714 = 1357 + 1357
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 7/21/1969 ( disguised, my biological brother Thomas Reagan the United States Navy Commander circa 1969 was United States Apollo 11 Eagle spacecraft United States Navy astronaut landing and walking on the planet Earth's moon - his 1st of his 6 Earth-Lunar lunar-landings with USA Project Apollo, strictly in planning and preparation for his personal activities in this solar-system's deep-space 1975-1977 ) is 1357 days
https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0171475/bio/
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John Colicos
Biography
Born December 10, 1928 Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Died March 6, 2000 Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Birth name John William Colicos
excerpts, Credits:
Battlestar Galactica (1978) tv-series as Count Baltar
Battlestar Galactica - tv miniseries - 12/08/2003, 12/09/2003
(from internet transcript)
Apollo: (seeing Baltar get off the Raptor) That him?
Boomer: Yeah. (loudly) Hope he's worth it! Sorry sir.
Apollo: Don't be. I hope he's worth it too. Dr. Baltar, Captain Lee Adama. The President's asked to see you, sir.
Baltar: President Adar is alive?
Apollo: No, I'm afraid Adar is dead. President Laura Roslin was sworn in a couple of hours ago.
Baltar: Oh. Who?
Apollo: If you'll come with me, I'll - She's this way.
(Back in the main area of the ship)
Roslin: ...I really appreciate it, thank you so much. Oh, Dr. Baltar. It's a pleasure to meet you. We met at last year's Caprica City Symposium.
Baltar: Oh, of course. You'll have to forgive me, I'm bad with faces.
Roslin: Oh, no, that's perfectly all right. I'm sure I wouldn't remember me either. Doctor, I need you to serve as my chief scientific consultant and analyst, regarding the Cylons and their technology.
Baltar: I'd be honored, Madame President.
Roslin: Lt. Valerii - is it Valerii?
Boomer: Yes.
Roslin: I understand that your ship has a limited faster-than-light capability?
Boomer: Uh, yes, sir. The Raptor was designed to make short jumps ahead of the fleet, scout for enemy ships, and jump back and report.
Roslin: I want you to go out there and find as many survivors as you can and bring them back to this position. We will then form a convoy. We will guide them out of the combat zone, and into safety.
Boomer: Yes, sir.
Battlestar Galactica - tv miniseries - 12/08/2003, 12/09/2003
(from internet transcript)
Adama: You're gonna have to do a lot better than that, Captain.
Apollo: We're engaged in rescue operations.
Adama: You are to abort your mission immediately and proceed to Ragnar.
Apollo: The President has given me a direct order.
Adama: You're talking about the Secretary of Education. We're in the middle of a war, and you're taking orders from a schoolteacher?
(Alarms go off.)
Pilot: We've got trouble.
Apollo: Stand by, Galactica - What?
(Adama pulls headset off in frustration.)
Pilot: Inbound Cylon fighters.
Roslin: How long til they get here?
Pilot: ETA two minutes.
Apollo: He's right, we have to go now.
Roslin: No.
Apollo: Madame President, we cannot defend this ship -
Roslin: We're not going to abandon all these people.
Apollo: But sir, if we stay -
Roslin: I've made my decision, Captain.
Apollo: You're the President.
http://hvom.blogspot.com/2011/09/star-constellations.html
Posted by me, Kerry Burgess at 4:18 AM
THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 29, 2011
Star constellations
I wasn't going to write about a dream I just before waking up and getting out of bed but I was later in the shower and I started thinking about a possible explanation for the star pattern I saw in my dream and so I decided to write about that part and to try to write the least about the rest of the dream as I could, which I feel compelled to not write about for no real reason.
The compelling part about the dream is the pattern of stars I saw. The dream seems to have started with me and I was out in the woods somewhere and the light was dark and I had some kind of ability to radiate laser beams from my fingers or somehow create laser beams. As I think more about that as I write this now I thing again that I did not actually see the laser beams but I am vaguely aware that I could see the patterns I created on people with the laser beams. The notion of the laser beam is never really visually established in the dream but that is a notion that is strongly in my mind after waking up. The last thing I seemed to do with my laser beam power was that I saw myself form a pattern of stars on the ground to my left. The power seemed to stop working at that point. I also found my puzzled about how there were five stars in my creation when I expected only four. Since I was wearing those stars on the epaulet on my black jacket then I was thinking of how the United States Marine Corps has never had a five star general officer and I don't think the USMC should ever have a five star general officer.
What I puzzled about was how the pattern of those stars did not seem consistent with how an officer of the United States military would wear a five-star pattern on his uniform. I seemed to be wearing the winter working dress uniform of the United States Navy. What was unusual was how one of the stars was set away from the other four stars.
When I was in the shower and was thinking about that visualization in my mind of those stars that I had created on the ground and then was wearing my shoulder, on the black jacket that is the type United States Navy sailors used to refer to as the "Eisenhower" jacket, I wondered if that pattern was supposed to represent the star constellation we call the Big Dipper.
Ah, yes. That has got to be it. Just now as I wrote that word "Big Dipper" I remember dialog that happened soon later that is consistent with that notion.
So going back to what I was thinking as I decided to write this note, I thought about how my visualization of the star pattern did not match the Big Dipper very well. But then I started to wonder if I was seeing the pattern of the Big Dipper while I was standing on a planet or moon that circled a star that was very distant from our planet Earth.
I keep thinking of reasons why that all could be just a normal dream. But maybe it is not.
After my laser beam power stopped working, I saw some of the people I had been forming laser beam patterns on and they were all getting into cars and leaving in a long procession of army-type vehicles. They all seemed to be from World War 2. I noted the color pattern of one of the vehicles but I cannot think of any comment to make about it.
Then I seemed to be a sentry on a hill in downtown Seattle Washington. I was aware that I was totally alone in my role. I was also aware I was wearing a United States military uniform but I cannot visualize any details about it from the dream. I was there for a long time. Some kind of conflict started among a few local people that had walked up and I was trying to stay out of it. The next part I remember from the dream is that I was sitting in a room and there were people around me and one was the old woman whose dialog is consistent with the notion that I was seeing the star pattern of the Big Dipper constellation. Then a woman stood up and she was also wearing the winter dress uniform of the United States Navy and I saw the postal clerk rating symbol on her uniform. Then I saw a person walk into the room I was in from the room next door with the half-window walls and where I had been aware that a conference was going on that all of us had been waiting for to get finished and that person who walked out of that room was a person that I understood in the dream to by my brother Thomas Reagan and he seemed to be about eight years old. He was also wearing the winter working dress uniform of the United States Navy and I noticed just after I saw the woman's rating symbol that he was also wearing the postal clerk rating symbol. But he had the E-1 rate white symbol patch on one sleeve and the E-2 rate white stripe patch on the other sleeve, which is definitely not a uniform standard of the United States Navy. After thinking about that after waking up I decided that detail is supposed to represent the E-1 and E-2 aircraft of the United States Navy.
As he walked up to me, I asked him where he had been because I have been standing on that hill everyday. There was some unspoken dialog about me having food during that time.
There was some other stuff that happened in the dream but I decided to end this note with his response to me about how he had heard I had picked up more stars. I distinctly remember his words to me at that point. He asked me "Is it worth it?"
At that point, I took off two stars from the jacket epaulet on my shoulder, which seemed to be the type used for award stars on United States military medals and ribbons, and I was aware that left me with three stars on my shoulder.
So as I was wondering after getting out of the shower is that I could have just had a normal dream. But I could have just dreamed that final star symbol I need.
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpt from my journal, private: 10/25/10 10:10 PM
I've followed these patterns before and then nothing happened. The world didn't end.
Maybe this time.
Armageddon (1998)
(from internet transcript)
You got less than a minute.
Don't think I won't blow this thing.
Sharp, get out of here.
It's gettin' bad down here.
I know how to fix it.
Please, move.
I-I have to take you away
if you don't move.
Watts, you gotta get that shuttle
started. You gotta fire it up now!
Damn it, Sharp.
Get off this rock!
I'm telling you, please, move!
This is how we fix problem... in the Russian space station. Because I don't want to stay here any more.
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 10:47 PM Pacific-timezone USA Thursday 04/24/2025
