Today at work, I visited a place called the Headend. I work for one of Canadia's most well known telecommunications companies, and the Headend is where all the magical shit happens. There are lots of cables and servers. Cables, everywhere, green ones, black ones, and twisted, infinite fiber optic ones that plugged into everything at once, and didn't make 1 per sense (%). There was a server-box with like 6.02x10^23 fiber-optics bristling out of it like a multiplexed Christmas tree, and I read about multiplexing today on Wikipedia, because we were in our last day of training and I wanted to remain as productive as possible by surfing random wikipedia articles on a closely monitored network. But digital signal processing multiplex is like multiple channel frequencies within carrier waves (sine waves?) transmitting physical information via electromagnetic spectrum, of which only a small segment comes through as visible light, and the rest is radio, tv, wifi, microwaves (not recommended for bacon), gamma rays, and I was reading something about plasma torches.
If we were able to develop a power supply capable of housing ridiculous amounts of energy, and we had retractable, perforated rods capable of supporting a super-heated concoction of ionized gas plasma, you've got yourself a fucking lightsaber. Because if lightsabers were made of light, the guy could come at you with a shield of mirrors, and you'd be fucked.
and .... QAM - quadrature amplitude management... there was a server box with this written on it, and it's about modulations for multiplexing frequencies. Because these frequencies frequent those frequencies with a high level of frequence, and the multi-frequence face fucks bandwidth across multiple bands.
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