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Engineers 3D printed a robot that can jump 30 times to a height almost 6 times its own. This apparatus differs from other mechanical creations in that its core is hard, and the outer shell is made of soft materials. nine0007

Engineers from Harvard University and UC San Diego have created the first 3D printed robot that combines a hard core with a soft shell. This device is capable of jumping like a frog 30 times on one “tank of fuel” from a mixture of butane and oxygen.

“We believe that the combination of soft and hard materials will help create a new generation of fast and flexible robots that are more robust and adapt better to environmental conditions than their predecessors,” says Michael Tolley, Associate Professor of Mechanical Engineering at University of California. – Such robots will be able to work quietly next to a person. ” nine0007

Tolly explains that the idea of combining soft and hard materials in the body of a robot is borrowed from nature. So, some species of mollusks have a leg that is soft near the body itself, and becomes rigid in the place where it comes into contact with a stone. The advent of new manufacturing methods like 3D printing has allowed scientists to achieve the same effect in robotics.

Soft robots tend to be quite slow. This is especially often observed in cases where they are created to solve problems on their own, when the device should not be tied to a power source or other electronics that control it. nine0007

The frog robot is faster than its counterparts. In the robot created by Tolly’s team, hard layers are made to improve the interaction of technology with the electronic brain of the device and the power source. Soft layers make the device less vulnerable to damage during a collision with the surface after a jump.

The robot consists of two hemispheres. The upper hemisphere is printed in a single piece, while it has nine layers of different stiffness, that is, the structure varies from soft rubber to hard at the very core. nine0007

The researchers tried several versions of the design and came to the conclusion that a completely rigid surface allows the robot to jump higher, but at the same time leaves little chance of surviving after landing. However, the flexible cover keeps the machine in working condition, and therefore allows it to be reused.

The most difficult part of the process was the design of the multilayer top shell. Tolly and his co-authors tested printed samples of each of the materials used. The information obtained allowed them to calculate the correct stiffness of nine different topcoat layers. nine0007

The bottom half of the robot is fully flexible and includes a small chamber with the device’s jump fuel oxygen and butane. After the substances are ignited, this half expands rapidly under the action of the released gases, the robot bounces. When the chemical charge is exhausted, the lower hemisphere returns to its original shape.

The frog robot can jump up to six times its own height. In a series of tests, he made 30 jumps in a row to a height of 0.75 meters and a length of 0.15 meters. Once turned on, the robot can work even without human assistance. nine0007

The developers hope that these kind of robots will be able to cope with a variety of tasks, such as maneuvering at disaster sites or in space. On unpredictable terrain (on Mars or on the Moon), stability and mobility will be a huge advantage for the robot. In addition, in low gravity, he will be able to jump even higher. It remains only to solve the problem of refueling.

The researchers also hope that their developments will show other scientists that it is possible to integrate hard components into soft robots, which then move faster and are safer for the people working with them. nine0007

Description of the frog robot was published in the journal Science. Recall that earlier Vesti.Nauka also talked about a German kangaroo robot, a Korean mechanical flea and its competitor, as well as a water strider robot jumping on the surface of the water.

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At the very beginning of 2014, I received two letters. The first was from the vice president of a large electronics firm in Silicon Valley. The second came from Russia from my former school and college classmate, who became a professor and head. chair at the same polytechnic institute (now university) that he and I graduated almost 47 years ago. Both letters contained similar requests. The vice-president invited me to come to their company and give a lecture for their management on the state of the art in which I understand something, since according to my textbook this area is studied at universities. And a former Russian classmate invited them to come to their university and read a series of lectures for students on approximately the same topic. He said that they were ready to receive me at any convenient time and would pay all the expenses, and then added: “You see, old man, we are forced to expand contacts with foreign scientists, otherwise the funds will be cut, and without funds there is nothing to pay wages. I have no one but you to ask. Help, huh? nine0007

No problems were expected with the American company – just an hour flight from San Diego, where I live, but with a trip to Russia everything was much more troublesome. You need to get a visa, and the way is not close – with transfers it is almost a day of flight, but I didn’t want to go more than five days – I didn’t have any friends or close relatives there. In addition to lectures, all that remained was to see my childhood city. But the question is – why should I see him? For 32 years of my life in Sovka, I have seen enough of birches, aspens, impassability and rudeness, and having left there and traveled around the world to my heart’s content, I saw a lot of much more fascinating and attractive things. I have never been drawn to the geographical point, which is called the meaningless word “motherland” (and sometimes even with a capital letter!). I did not see the point in loving her just because I managed to be born there. I am sure that a person with normal brains cannot develop nostalgia for the “homeland”, although there may be something like nostalgia for youth. It is worth returning only to where a person felt good, and not to where he was physically born or had a residence permit. nine0007

But, on reflection, I realized that the city where I was called is still not just the place of my birth and registration, but also the city where I spent my childhood, where I went to kindergarten, then to school, then to college, he worked at a factory, loved girls, played in KVN, made films – there was youth and the beginning of life. In other words, I once felt good in that city. Of course, it wasn’t always good. I remember how in the winter of 1953, after school, I hid in the attic of the school from my fellow students, who were waiting for me in the yard, in order to beat the “cosmopolitan” with the whole friendly team. However, these were old and rare episodes, but more often I really felt good there. It was curious to see what happened to him, to this city, for those 36 years that we did not meet with him. A dozen of my former classmates also lived there, whom I had not seen since graduating from the institute – it would be interesting to see them too. After receiving their diplomas, they all got to work in “mailboxes” with different levels of secrecy, and therefore none of them could emigrate. Of all our group, I was the only one who never had security clearance, and that was partly why I was able to leave. Well, the request of a former friend to help also played a role – I could not refuse him. In short, I convinced myself that I had to go. nine0007

My friends in America tried hard to dissuade me. What, they say, will you find there for yourself new and interesting? Nothing changes in that country, and if it does, it’s only for the worse. You will only spoil your mood, and in general you cannot enter the same river twice. I understood these arguments and did not expect any enthusiasm from meeting with the city of childhood. But I have already persuaded myself that this is the very chance to look through the looking glass before either that country or me is gone. The story is picking up speed and although I’m far from young, I’m not at all sure whose end will come first. nine0007

At first there were troubles with documents. To get a visa to Russia, I received a call from the university. On the website of the Russian consulate in San Francisco, I found various forms that I had to fill out. A snag arose with the question: to document the circumstances under which I lost my Soviet citizenship. In the garage of my house, I found a dusty box containing old papers and letters. I was lucky – after an hour of scrupulous searching, I found a copy of a piece of paper that was once my only document – an exit visa from the USSR. It said “stateless”. I copied it and attached it to the application, took a check with payment at the bank, attached it, and even my American passport, and sent the pack to the consulate through FedEx. Wow! I have never had such trouble getting a visa to any other country in the world. Well, except perhaps with China, and even then it was easier and cheaper. nine0007

Wrote to my professor friend: what about the air ticket? Since they take care of all the expenses, they should buy me a ticket. The answer came in a couple of days – they will buy a ticket for me through an agency in Russia, but I have to pay, and then they will return the money. They also said that there was no business class, only tourist class. They added that I had to give six lectures in three days, two a day. Pretty tight! I had already begun to get angry with myself and regret that I had agreed, but it was inconvenient to back down, the claw got stuck – the whole bird was gone. I sat down to prepare for the lectures – not only had to think over what to say, but also to make two sets of slides – one in English for Silicon Valley and the other in Russian for six lectures in Russia, hundreds and a half slides! A bunch of work. It took almost a month. nine0007

And then it suddenly broke out – Maidan! Annexation of Crimea! Russia started another dirty adventure. My wife and all the people I know are on me – cancel the trip, you can’t think of a worse time, you will get into some kind of mess, why do you need this? But it was these events that fueled my interest in the trip – it is not clear why I wanted to look inside the Russian madness, to listen to what my former classmates had to say about it. I remembered them as smart and open-minded, and it seemed that there was a rare chance to see what they had become in almost half a century. I am writing these lines now and I am surprised at myself. Well, why did I need it? What is the point? In hindsight, we are all strong …

In mid-April, I flew to San Jose for a day, gave a lecture there, held a seminar, and returned home that evening. A week later, I filled my suitcase with gifts, packed my suit and tie, and flew to New York on Delta Airlines. At the airport. Kennedy, a fairly large group of bearded American Hasidim in black frock coats and hats stood by to land in Moscow. They periodically prayed and ate their food from kosher Styrofoam bowls. I thought – what have these people forgotten in Russia? Why should they go there, and even in such a troubled time? Well, okay, I’m flying for a few days to read lectures to students, and what will they do there? Once again, save Russia from itself? nine0007

When I arrived at Sheremetyevo, I was pleasantly surprised – a wonderful ultra-modern airport, which you rarely see in the best cities of the world. Well, passport control and customs generally took one minute! How could one not remember the 77th year, when from the same airport, then dirty and shabby, with a nightmare of customs, we left the USSR. Getting to the city center on a high-speed train was also a pleasure. Well, I thought, if the whole country has changed in the same style, then I did not come in vain – it will be interesting. The train arrived at the Belorussky railway station. Before flying to Yekaterinburg, I decided to spend two days in Moscow – many years ago I loved this city and one of its inhabitants, and therefore I also sometimes felt good in it. I booked a hotel in the center, not far from Pushkinskaya Square, and I decided to walk from the station to it, since I always travel light with a small suitcase and walk there along Tverskaya in just half an hour. nine0007

It was a warm spring afternoon, the station square was seething with a lively crowd. Many had a businesslike look, apparently, during lunch (or, as they say in Russia, dinner), people hurried to cafes and restaurants. Behind the square one could see the church of St. Nicholas with a golden dome. In my Moscow times, it didn’t seem to be there. What unpleasantly surprised me: many young businesslike people, chewing sandwiches on the go and talking animatedly with each other, hastily crossed themselves, squinting at the dome. Are they doing it sincerely? – I thought – somehow hard to believe. Most likely, this is either a fashion or an obligatory ritual, sort of like in Nazi Germany, officers greeted each other with a throw of their hands “Heil Hitler”. If you don’t raise your hand, they will notice and may accuse you of disloyalty. Maybe that’s why these young guys in Moscow are baptized in front of everyone? nine0007

A stream of cars crawled along Tverskaya, like on an American freeway during rush hours, but expensive cars with blue flashing lights, sometimes with a siren, briskly rolled along the central lane. At first I was surprised why there were so many medical or police services, but later they explained to me that most of the flashing lights are thieves “elite”, which solves the problem of Moscow traffic jams in this way. The walk to the hotel was pleasant and I recognized many of the buildings I had once seen on the street. Gorky, which Stalin renamed Tverskaya in 1932, when he had to cajole a proletarian writer. Apparently, because of the Crimean events, the prices for hotels in Moscow fell sharply – there were few tourists. My hotel “Pushkin” turned out to be inexpensive and absolutely wonderful: friendly employees, modern rooms, like in the best American hotels, cleanliness, delicious food. I had a busy program for two days in Moscow: visit the Tretyakov Gallery and the Pushkin Museum, go to two theaters, and even try to visit my mother’s cousin, who lived somewhere behind VDNKh. nine0007

After settling into a hotel, I went to the Lenkom Theater, which was not far away, stood there for half an hour in line and bought a ticket for the play “Jester Balakirev”, which was given that evening. Then I decided to take a walk to Manezhnaya Square. And this is where I got in trouble. On Tverskaya I was about to cross the street to read the memorial plaque on the house where Ilya Ehrenburg once lived, and began to go down the passage. I did not notice that at the very edge of the stairs there was a pothole, through which I stumbled and flew head over heels along the stone steps into the very depths of the passage. Fell rather violently, upside down, vainly trying to grab onto something. For those three seconds that I, like Roly-Vstanka, tumbled, two thoughts flashed through my head. The first is for you, fool, God’s punishment for your worthless visit, and the second is that it’s good that you bought insurance that covers sending my corpse to California. Having flown to the very bottom and lying unconscious for some time, I opened my eyes and was surprised to find that I was still alive, and rare passers-by in the passage rush about their business, bypassing me – behavior is completely unthinkable in America, and in any other normal country. There would be strangers who immediately helped me, called an ambulance. But that was Russia… I began to carefully feel myself and move my joints to determine what was broken. To my joy, I found that my arms and legs were intact, my vision was clear, my whole body ached, which means that neither the spine nor the head was damaged. Holding on to the walls and wiping the blood from my eyes, I somehow got up and hobbled to the other side of the passage. I went upstairs, sat down on a bench under the memorial plaque, sat for about fifteen minutes and slowly walked back to the hotel. I always have a first-aid kit with me on trips, so I treated the wounds and abrasions on my head, arms and knees, sealed them, washed my trousers and shirt from the blood and fell on the bed to recover. I lay there for several hours, but then I got dressed and, limping on both legs, went for a walk around Moscow. nine0007

In the evening I went to the theater. To my dismay, it was really bad. Not because the bruises still hurt, but simply the play is weak, the direction is mediocre, the design is popular and the acting is ridiculously amateurish. It used to be a wonderful theatre, in my memory. What happened to him? Most likely, he remained the same, just my assessments have changed. I have seen many weak performances in America, but it is impossible to see one in America – bad actors. Even in the most provincial American theater, the actors will always be first-class. The reason is absolutely incredible competition. There are almost no permanent troupes, and actors are recruited from all over the country for each performance. Therefore, only a really talented actor or actress can count on some kind of role. The less gifted go to work as waiters. There is even a popular joke. Two people meet. One asks: “What is your profession?” The second answers: “I’m an actor!”. And the first one says: “This is wonderful! What restaurant do you work in? In Russia, the guy graduated from the theater institute, got into the troupe of the theater – which means he is provided with work and will go on stage. So going to the theater disappointed me, and I decided that I would not go to performances in Moscow anymore. nine0007

I returned to the hotel and called my friend, the professor, who had invited me, to inform me that I was already in Moscow and would fly to them the day after tomorrow. He replied that everything was in order, the hotel was booked for me and he would meet me at the airport. And then he asked:

– Old man, how many lectures have you prepared?

– As agreed, six. And what?

— Here is the deal. Six would be too much. Come on, better two. Yes, two is enough!

I was even upset – so much work and wasted. But my own hand is my lord, I sighed and said that I would try to squeeze six into two, although it would not be easy. Until two in the morning, I redid the slides on the computer, threw out the material, squeezed six lectures into two. The next morning, I took the metro and went to the VDNKh station in order to get to my cousin by bus from there. This trip opened my eyes to another Moscow. If the city center shines, clean and well-groomed, then on the outskirts everything looks like in third world countries. Identical featureless high-rise buildings, chipped and spat asphalt, little greenery. Yards where children should play, in the absence of garages, are back-to-back packed with private cars. All cars are scratched, with crumpled doors, dirty. Entrances on severe constipation, the elevator does not work. The house where my aunt lived was relatively new, but it was constantly being “renovated”. As they explained to me, apartments there are sold in the form of an empty box – without walls, floors, without ceilings, without sinks – without anything at all. Just a box that the happy newcomer himself, according to his own understanding, must somehow arrange. Sometimes it lasts for years. My aunt was glad to meet me, I hardly recognized her, and she recognized me. Seeing my battered appearance, she groaned, groaned, to my horror, smeared my abrasions with green paint and BF-6 glue. As a gift, she gave me a ticket to the Bolshoi Theater for Prince Igor. nine0007

Although I decided not to go to Moscow theaters anymore, I could not offend her with a refusal, and therefore, with green spots on my forehead and hands, returning to the city center, I went first to the Pushkin Museum, then to the Tretyakov Gallery, and that evening to the Bolshoi .

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