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Imagine a plane that weighs 100 tons plus half its weight.

How much does it weigh?
 
Imagine a plane that weighs 100 tons plus half its weight.
A trick question. You probably expect us to give some petty bourgeois answer like 200 tons, but that's not correct. My imagination is as heavy as the universe and as light as a quark. The plane is an aspect of nothingness, it is a feather, a god, it exists in a universe without the Higgs field so the concept of mass in your question is irrelevant. There is no attraction, the plane moves at the speed of light never to return to the same place again because it is a cosmic plane stretching toward infinity. The plane is growing like a gigantic flower with tendrils reaching toward the dark recesses of your soul, it tears apart your dreams and devours your hopes, yet it never gets heavier because what it is eating also weighs nothing. It is the void. It is the beginning. It is the end. It is you and me and everything else on this planet existing as a passing thought, always hungry for something that isn't even real, pure existence that would be a satisfactory explanation, a purpose. It is death. It is the full stop at the end of this message

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A trick question. You probably expect us to give some petty bourgeois answer like 200 tons, but that's not correct. My imagination is as heavy as the universe and as light as a quark. The plane is an aspect of nothingness, it is a feather, a god, it exists in a universe without the Higgs field so the concept of mass in your question is irrelevant. There is no attraction, the plane moves at the speed of light never to return to the same place again because it is a cosmic plane stretching toward infinity. The plane is growing like a gigantic flower with tendrils reaching toward the dark recesses of your soul, it tears apart your dreams and devours your hopes, yet it never gets heavier because what it is eating also weighs nothing. It is the void. It is the beginning. It is the end. It is you and me and everything else on this planet existing as a passing thought, always hungry for something that isn't even real, pure existence that would be a satisfactory explanation, a purpose. It is death. It is the full stop at the end of this message.

Haha, that's amazing. A ''petty bourgeois answer like 200 tons'' :laughing:

100 tons.

Incorrect. @Fidicen got it right (fair play to him, it's rare that somebody gets it straightaway!)
 
Haha, that's amazing. A ''petty bourgeois answer like 200 tons'' :laughing:



Incorrect. @Fidicen got it right (fair play to him, it's rare that somebody gets it straightaway!)

Confused. Can you explain?
 
Confused. Can you explain?

Turn it into an equation and the problem becomes simple. This is at least how I got it:

x=100+x/2 |*2
2x=200+x |-x
x=200

It's been a long time since I've had to do this at school, but I was helped by the fact that I encountered a similar (confusing) problem recently:

You're a farmer going to the market with 200 kilos (or pounds if you want) of cucumbers to sell. The cucumbers are 99% water (not really, but for the sake of this question they are). During the day some of the water evaporates, so in the evening after spending the whole day standing and shouting and selling your pathetic shrivelled excuses for cucumbers you return home with the same stock, except that now they only have 98% water. How many kilograms do you have left?
 
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