An airfoil (in American English) or aerofoil (in British English) is the shape of a wing, blade (of a propeller, rotor, or turbine), or sail (as seen in cross-section).
An airfoil-shaped body moved through a fluid produces an aerodynamic force. The component of this force perpendicular to the direction of motion is called lift. The component parallel to the direction of motion is called drag. Subsonic flight airfoils have a characteristic shape with a rounded leading edge, followed by a sharp trailing edge, often with a symmetric curvature of upper and lower surfaces. Foils of similar function designed with water as the working fluid are called hydrofoils.
The lift on an airfoil is primarily the result of its angle of attack and shape. When oriented at a suitable angle, the airfoil deflects the oncoming air (for fixed-wing aircraft, a downward force), resulting in a force on the airfoil in the direction opposite to the deflection. This force is known as aerodynamic force and can be resolved into two components: lift and drag. Most foil shapes require a positive angle of attack to generate lift, but cambered airfoils can generate lift at zero angle of attack. This "turning" of the air in the vicinity of the airfoil creates curved streamlines, resulting in lower pressure on one side and higher pressure on the other. This pressure difference is accompanied by a velocity difference, via Bernoulli's principle, so the resulting flowfield about the airfoil has a higher average velocity on the upper surface than on the lower surface. The lift force can be related directly to the average top/bottom velocity difference without computing the pressure by using the concept of circulation and the Kutta-Joukowski theorem.
Thinking back on Catholic school, the pleasure I'd avoid
Taught sex a precious treasure, not a thing to be enjoyed
I'm a fool and I'm a sinner
Oh, the dignity destroyed
It's amazing that I'm standing here at all
Now thinking of the parents who will misinform their kids
Raise them as consumers just to set them on the skids
Lie about a moral that with their generation fled
It's amazing that we're standing here at all
Now thinking of a government with a promise to be fair
A right for common people and a means to pay their share
When I look into the mirror, the promise isn't there
It's amazing that we're standing here at all
Now thinking of the memories and the music that we'll share
The twinkling of the starlight and the movement of the air
To know that we'll be dead someday and someone might have cared
It's amazing that we're standing here at all.