Comments by "gwugluud 77" (@gwugluud) on "Is a Dyson Sphere Possible?" video.

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  2. Cool concept, but at the end of the day, it’s outlandish science fiction. I mean, come on. Building a structure LARGER than a STAR. We’ll never do that, and no other civilization will ever do that. Start by imagining trying to build a sphere for the earth to fit into. There wouldn’t be enough material for that, even after mining the other planets, moons of the gas giants, and the asteroids until there’s barely anything left of these bodies. That being “accomplished”, we’ll have about 5% of the material we’d need. Now consider that in relation to doing the same with a sun, even if it’s the red dwarf sun of another solar system. A dwarf star is still 1000x larger than Jupiter, thereabouts. Even with sufficient materials, how would the logistics involved in building an artificial object that unimaginably large be coped with? Billions of crews situated about the star would have to be in perfect coordination with each other. The most minuscule misunderstanding by just one of the billions of crews would hopelessly sabotage everything. But okay, we finish this sphere larger than stars which occur in the universes’ nature. The slightest gravitational anomaly contradicting the perfect orbit this sphere is doing in relation to its sun would send it lopsided, and the sphere could drift over and get in contact with the star, which will annihilate the sphere and disintegrate the sphere, causing a catasphrophic chaos of chunks of debris which would propel throughout their solar system like razors, which would do somewhat more harm than good, in my reckoning. 100% science fiction, 0% reality. Much is overlooked as these theories are assembled, because the desperation with which astronomers want there to be life elsewhere outside of our pale, causes them to overlook and become willfully blind to realities which matter of factly preclude there being the possibility of the construction of/existence of Dyson spheres. May I be proven wrong. There’s nothing I wouldn’t delight in more than being exposed as a fool, being wrong about the outlandish impossibility of all of this. Holding hope to this requires magical, childish thinking on the level of believing in Santa Claus. Would to God I’m utterly wrong. Would to God I go down in long term history as the most oblivious moron who has ever lived, if that would make the concepts bandied about here feasible, doable, and eventually done. This all being true at the expense of myself being demonstrated as the most laughable fool who has ever lived, would be my wildest, most hopeful, happiest dreams come true.
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