May I set the stage? I will show you a project. Come, follow me into this world to see it! And may I introduce myself? I am Yodel, Master of Wisdom and extreme Wittery.
Welcome to this new website of joy, refreshment, wisdom, science, knowledge, society, science fiction and fantasy. Why does it need a new website for this? Because it’s new! And it’s from Germany, the country where the world’s biggest science fiction series comes from.
Hey! Laugh it up, fuzzball! Have you never heard of “Perry Rhodan”? The series started in 1961 in Germany, and it’s still running. Over 2,800 episodes, numerous books, audio dramas and one feature film have been released since then. So there!
And the nice music from the video above also comes from Germany. So there!
That’s the reason, why we want to spread yet another German project all over the world: “The Phantastic Project”! And this is the English speaking section, ASTROCOHORS IV (“IV” stands for “International Version” – clever, huh?).
This project originally started in 1985, celebrating it’s 30th birthday on this very date. And you are witnessing the launch of the INTERNATIONAL VERSION. So be proud, and like us on Facebook. Or follow us on Twitter. Or just subscribe to this website.
Whatever you do – do it NOW! Don’t wait!
And have fun!
But first subscribe! Then have fun!
This website will have articles with video as well as written articles with highly interesting stuff. But to begin, wie start with a little period of retrospective to bring you into this strange, new world. Or old world. Depends on the point of view.
The following weeks will be a look back on great inspirations, before we start right into THE FUUUUTUUUUUREEEEE! (…ture… ture… ture…)
And for the celebration of our big day we now play just another video (from Germany!!!) to please you:
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Earth is in turmoil! Finally the first episode of the International Version – that’s why it was first called “IV” – of ASTROCOHORS, this nice science fiction fantasy thriller adventure drama comedy review bedtime story and other things series is online. In this first episode we get a glimpse of Jarmo Dorak as he’s searching for the Wind Harp. He hopes to finde the Cube of Knowledge. Well, who doesn’t? But this story has just begun….
“This is the VERI’S BASTION space station. Shuttle ARLBERG, name the destination and the cargo!” Jarmo Dorak frowned. Freight? So he was … just cargo? Jarmo hoped the pilot would … “This is Shuttle ARLBERG,” said the pilot into the radio. “The destination of our flight is Vila Velha, east coast of Brazil. My cargo consists of one passenger, Lieutenant Commander Jarmo Dorak, on a special mission for ASTROCOHORS CLUB.” Jarmo sighed. Okay, he hadn’t got that right about the cargo. But at least a little. “VERI’S BASTION confirmed,” came the reply from the loudspeaker. “Activate the cloaking field as soon as you have reached the limit of the atmosphere. The spaceport in Vila Velha is prepared for your arrival.”
On the VERI’S BASTION space station, a pilot followed the course of the ARLBERG shuttle on a monitor. “This Jarmo Dorak again,” said Jan, a colleague of his. The pilot looked up. “You know who it is?” “Well, Todd, you haven’t been here as long as I have been. Jarmo Dorak, agent on special assignment for ASTROCOHORS CLUB. Again and again.” “Agent? Something like a … spy?” Jan laughed out loud. “No, it just sounds more exciting. And I think the Admiralty officially calls it that. He has an assignment, there is … oh, what do I know.” “Hey! Don’t stop now! You started the story, now tell it too!” Jan shrugged his shoulders. “I heard Dorak was on Mars,” he said. “You know, the Martians and their strange rites and such. Somehow he received a vision and since then he’s been looking for the Temple of the Wind Harp. Totally crazy, right?” “The Temple of the Wind Harp?” Asked Todd. “My mother once told me about this as a child. This is where the concentrated wisdom of the galaxy is to be found.” “Well, if Dorak needs wisdom …” Jan didn’t finish the sentence, but burst out laughing. “But what is he doing on earth then?” Asked Todd. “The Temple of the Wind Harp is said to be somewhere in the galaxy.” “Hey, you don’t know anything!”, Jan said indignantly. “ASTROCOHORS CLUB, have you heard about that?” “Maybe I read a memo once. And?” “This is the department that is responsible for the special relationships with the earth. The planet must continue to be made fit for the galactic community. New departments of the club are founded. And since there are probably traces on earth that lead to the Temple of the Wind Harp, Dorak is now on the way there. There’s a new female officer in Brazil who is very committed. “ “Do you know her?” “Saw a photo of her. Looks nice.” “Brazil – I bet she’s tall, slim, dark brown skin …” “Yes, exactly, and walks around in a bikini all day and wears a plume on her head!” Said a voice very loudly. Todd and Jan turned around. Without their noticing, their superior officer had walked into the room. “And she dances samba all day,” added Commander Bill Stryker to his last sentence. His voice dripped with sarcasm. “The looks of Commander Del Almeida shouldn’t be the main focus of either of you!” He said. “There is enough traffic in space around planet earth that you should actually monitor. I would also like to remind you that Brazil is a former European colony. You will also find European descendants there. But it doesn’t matter. In the end, they are all people, no matter where they come from or what skin color they are. Or whether they wear a plume and dance samba all day! I’m a little horrified that I’m standing here and have to talk you out of the prejudices about some peoples. So, is there to report anything? Well? “ “Yes, uh,” Jan hurried to say. “Traffic in space is normal. The ARLBERG is approaching for landing, no further ships are in sight at the moment.” “Good. Carry on. And educate yourself! When you have time for a chat, you have time for that as well!” Stryker turned and left the room. He thought of the ARLBERG, which was just about to land on earth. Yes, the ASTROCOHORS CLUB mission became more and more important. Lieutenant Commander Beatriz del Almeida would certainly complement the mission well.
Excitement was going around in the Headquarter of ASTROCOHORS. An Invention had been made. From now on they say it would be much easier to store the history of the agency. To bring up reports. But this happy message was almost undermined by the not good News of the day: Another shuttle had landed on the facility. An emergency shuttle. Officers of ASTROCOHORS were brought back in after they got injured somewhere out in the galaxy.
If you have a message, you are always in need of bringing it to people. On this day, Matt Mullenweg presented one possible way of doing so and changed the world of internet and blogs forever: WordPress was brought into public.
b2/cafelog, more commonly known as simply b2 or cafelog, was the precursor to WordPress.[21] b2/cafelog was estimated to have been installed on approximately 2,000 blogs as of May 2003.[22] It was written in PHP for use with MySQL by Michel Valdrighi, who is now a contributing developer to WordPress. Although WordPress is the official successor, another project,b2evolution, is also in active development.
WordPress first appeared in 2003 as a joint effort between Matt Mullenweg and Mike Little to create a fork of b2.[23] Christine Selleck Tremoulet, a friend of Mullenweg, suggested the nameWordPress.[24][25]
WordPress Version 0.7: Used the same file structure as its predecessor, b2/cafelog, and continued the numbering from its last release, 0.6.[31] Only 0.71-gold is available for download in the official WordPress Release Archive page.
Yet another milestone on the development of this story, and history itself.
The History of Wikipedia formally began with the launch of Wikipedia on Monday 15 January 2001 by Jimmy Wales and Larry Sanger; however, its technological and conceptual underpinnings predate this. The earliest known proposal for an online encyclopedia was made by Rick Gates in 1993,[2] but the concept of a free-as-in-freedom online encyclopedia (as distinct from mere open source or freemium)[3] was proposed by Richard Stallman in December 2000.[4]
Crucially, Stallman’s concept specifically included the idea that no central organization should control editing. This “massively multiplayer” characteristic was in stark contrast to contemporary digital encyclopedias such as Microsoft Encarta, Encyclopædia Britannica, and even Bomis‘sNupedia, which was Wikipedia’s direct predecessor. In 2001, the license for Nupedia was changed to GFDL, and Wales and Sanger launched Wikipedia using the concept and technology of a wiki pioneered in 1995 by Ward Cunningham.[5] Initially, Wikipedia was intended to complement Nupedia, an online encyclopedia project edited solely by experts, by providing additional draft articles and ideas for it. In practice, Wikipedia quickly overtook Nupedia, becoming a global project in multiple languages and inspiring a wide range of other online reference projects.
And this all happened through the inspiration of science. May the light of science burn on and bring brightness to darker places.
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For the making of this articles I have used two Wikipedia entries:
The winds of change are blowing hard in our direction, we can’t go back and we can’t stand still… This is from a song from Earth. And it has been and will always be true that there is only one constant thing in the universe: change! The Space Fleet itself couldn’t escape it. There was a long discussion, but they decided to change the name from STAR COMMAND – which was from the Terran language English – to an expression from the Galactic Standard Language (short: Galstan): ASTROCOHORS. It meant Starfleet and seemed to be apropriate. With this change of year the change of name was complete in all departments…
STAR COMMAND HQ on Earth: The organization’s leadership had come together. It wasn’t the first time, but it was particularly important that day. Fleet captain McCloud had invited scientist Katerina Poledouris to the admiralty meeting. The young officer Jarmo Dorak was also there. The large boardroom at headquarters was impressive. It should be. The huge, high room would also have been impressive had nothing been in it. A giant screen took up one wall. A map of the home part of the galaxy was visible on this screen, and dots were moving between the stars. Each dot represented a spaceship that was on a mission. In the middle of the room was a large, round table with twenty chairs. There were hologram projectors in the middle of the table. This room was intended for tactical meetings. He had all the equipment needed to plan the operation.
The chief admiral sat in a position that his eyes were on the big screen. The other admirals present sat next to him. Fleet captain McCloud, in turn, stood in front of the big screen, with Poldouris beside him. Dorak stood a little apart. “Ladies and gentlemen,” McCloud began, “we all know why we are here today. I have already sent you the documents. Lieutenant Poldouris here will now give you the details of our new project.”
Katerina took a step forward. She held a remote control in her hand. When she started speaking, she pressed a button on the remote control so that the map on the big screen disappeared. Instead, it was now written in large letters:
Katerina talked about the idea that a few officers in the fleet had. For years and decades, STAR COMMAND has been running a secret recruitment program on Earth, and in fact there have always been individuals who have been accepted into the fleet. Especially after the situation on Earth had relaxed so much, it was hoped that it would get better soon and that the Earth’s inhabitants could be introduced into galactic society. The inhabitants of the other planets in the solar system already knew about the situation. Of course they knew that. But the situation was far from good, both on Earth and in the Solar System.
The idea was to create a special STAR COMMAND department for the solar system. The task: To increase knowledge among all peoples on all planets. Much like the secret services of different countries around the world had one department for the domestic and one for the foreign country.
The planning had been going on for about two years. Since the incident on the copper beach. Efforts to recruit new people, especially on Earth, have not been bad. But Poldouris and other officers felt that things could go better. Above all, one would have to promote education on Earth. In order to give the new department something informal, the idea was born to call it a “club”.
At this point, McCloud took over again. “You have all read the dossiers,” he said, “and I have also received approval from all departments for the new project. It was something similar with the STAR COMMAND branches on the worlds of the solar system.” “Wait a minute,” Admiral Kotonko raised his voice. “What do you mean by ‘something similar’? Didn’t the branches agree?” “Yes, they did,” McCloud hurried to assure. “But you know the Martians …” Kotonko jumped up from his seat. “McCloud!” He cried, walking towards the fleet captain with quick steps. When he reached him, he stopped.
Kotonko’s skin showed a particularly clear green. It was a sign that he was in a rage. He fixed his eyes on McCloud. “What about the Martians?” He hissed. “Well, you know,” McCloud stammered, “the Martians and their beloved ceremonies … Anyway, they insisted that the ritual should take place at the oracle of Pyra, as is the tradition with them when starting something new. “ “You agreed to this?” “Did I have a choice?” “This is true.” Kotonko’s skin slowly turned to normal green. His expression also changed. “But wasn’t there any other special request?” “Oh no!” McCloud assured. “Just the ritual at the oracle. That’s why I asked Lieutenant Dorak to come here to meet us.” McCloud waved his hand frantically. Jarmo Dorak joined the others. He saluted. The saluting looked ridiculous. “You … uh … you’re not used to that, are you? Saluting, I mean,” said Kotonko slowly. “Not really,” replied Dorak. “This ancient form of respect was only suggested to us for special occasions. I thought this was one, Admiral.” “In other circumstances, I would agree with you,” said Kotonko. “But let’s leave it at that. You don’t need to do that. So you’re going to fly to Mars?” “Yes, sir,” replied Dorak. “I’m not sure when I was last there. But I’ve read in and know a little bit about the ritual. Not everything, I’m afraid. The Martians are a little peculiar.” Kotonko laughed out loud. “You can say that loud!” He said.
Kotonko turned to the other admirals. “I think we agree that the new department should be established as soon as possible. I personally trust the judgment of Fleet Captain McCloud.” Yes, that was Admiral Kotonko. His outbursts of emotion were a roller coaster ride. And it always mattered whether you drove up or down. He led McCloud to the admirals and they started lively conversations where they asked questions about details. Meanwhile, Katerina turned to Jarmo. “I appreciate you doing that,” she said. “Let’s hope this ritual doesn’t ask too much of you.” “I don’t know,” Dorak admitted. “According to the records I’ve read, this ritual is probably about … recognizing the spirit or something. I’ll get back to you as soon as I’ve got it over with.” “That would be good. When are you leaving?” “The shuttle will take me to ENDEAVOR in two hours. A short jump and I’m on Mars. You should hear from me tonight.” “Promise me that!” “Of course.”
Exactly two hours later the shuttle took off and Jarmo Dorak was on the way to Mars. Katerina received regular feedback from the space traffic control. So she learned about the start of the shuttle, the docking with the ENDEAVOR, the start of the ENDEAVOR and finally how the ENDEAVOR arrived on Mars. The last message she got when the ENDEAVOR slipped out the shuttle that would bring Dorak down to Mars. Now it was time to wait …
War was beginning. – What happen! – Somebody set up us the bomb. – We get signal. – What! – Main screen turn on. – It’s you! – How are you gentlemen! All your base are belong to us. You are on the way to destruction. – What you say!! – You have no chance to survive make your time. Ha Ha Ha Ha….
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