Jos jedna sramota za Srbiju

[milospv]

Ha ha ha, može ona da štiti šta hoće, kad je Tesla Srbin... Vjerujem da svaki Hrvat proklinje činjenicu da mu je otac bio pravoslavni pop, da nije moglo je svašta da se imišlja, ovako

 

[fosilvaso]

i njegov odnos sa Amerikancima.Edisonom na pr....tu je pokazivao cistu srpsku neposlovnost a koliko sam procitala neke stvari je zeleo da zavesta naciji...ma ne bitno...nista ne znamo da iskoristimo

Možda sam gledao previše američkih filmova, nešto sumnjam da je Tesla baš dobrovoljno pocepao onaj ugovor sa Edisonom!?
Inače bi se možda dogodio 'nesretan' slučaj sa eksperimentom od nekoliko miliona volti!!??

 

[Dupont]

"Patentirala" je stara Juga jos daleke 1978 NT....

 

[Dupont]

A u Srbiji smo ga "patentirali" 2005(mislim-nisam siguran)

 

[Zapadni susjed]

Šta je postao? Starac koji je umro u bedi u jadnom hotelu!?

Cuj sta je postao, pa moras biti amer da ovako puknes:

According to John J. O'Neill, author of Prodigal Genius, the Life of Nikola Tesla, Tesla told him this story in the presence of William L. Laurence, the New York Times science writer.

Tesla had been feeding pigeons for years. Among them, there was a very beautiful female white pigeon with light gray tips on its wings that seemed to follow him everywhere. A great deal of rapport developed between them. As Tesla confessed, he loved that pigeon: "Yes, I loved that pigeon, I loved her as a man loves a woman, and she loved me." If the pigeon became ill, he would nurse her back to health and as long as she needed him and he could have her, nothing else mattered and there was purpose in his life.

One night as he was lying in bed, she flew in through the window and he knew right away that she had something important to tell him: she was dying. "And then, as I got her message, there came a light from her eyes - powerful beams of light". "...Yes," "...it was a real light, a powerful, dazzling, blinding light, a light more intense than I had ever produced by the most powerful lamps in my laboratory."

Tesla admitted to O'Neill that when that particular pigeon died, something went out of his life. Before that time, he could complete the most ambitious programs he could ever dream of but after the pigeon flew into the beyond, he knew his life's work was done for good.