Comment Let me get this straight (Score 1) 65
Meta has a headcount problem, and they haven't reassigned these people to work on Zuck's dream?
Meta has a headcount problem, and they haven't reassigned these people to work on Zuck's dream?
And I will not be buying a BMW with these 'options.' Subsctiption services are a plague upon the software industry; hate to see what they'll do to the automotive industry.
BMW will probably end up getting sued when someone dies in a snowstorm because they didn't pay their monthly AC bill.
This is has been ongoing in businesses for quite some time...and will only be resolved when it really starts to hurt them.
Oh, I hope it does. And when that happens, I hope to be on an island somewhere in the South Pacific, sitting on a comfortable couch in my living room, with an industrial sized bucket of popcorn, watching it all play out on my TV screen, via the Webcam I setup right before I left.
You can't fix dumb. Someone should hide the pointy objects from this idiot before he hurts himself. Just give him a length of string to play with; nice, safe string.
Actually, you should probably hide the string as well.
Unfortunately, current wages are more of an either / or thing. As in buying food or paying rent.
Or 2. Me and a girl of my chosing...
What, you have a problem with that?
Edgar Friendly: You got that right. See, according to Cocteau's plan, I'm the enemy. Cause I like to think, I like to read. I'm into freedom of speech and freedom of choice. I'm the kind if guy who wants to sit in a greasy spoon and think, "Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecued ribs with the side order of gravy fries?" I want high cholesterol. I want to eat bacon, butter and buckets of cheese, okay? I want to smoke a Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in a non-smoking section. I wanna run through the streets naked with green Jello all over my body reading Playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly might feel the need to. Okay, pal? I've seen the future, you know what it is? It's a 47-year-old virgin sittin' around in his beige pajamas, drinking a banana-broccoli shake singing "I'm an Oscar-Meyer Wiener". You wanna live on top, you gotta live Cocteau's way. What he wants, when he wants, how he wants. Your other choice: come down here, maybe starve to death.
Was going to say the same thing; well, actually I was going to say they need to stop sucking Google's d*ck...
You have a choice to lead, or to follow, and Mozilla has been playing the faithful follower (to Google) for quite some time.
The human body appears to run on self-modifying code. A little change in one place can have huge implications elsewhere.
Having said that, I imagine the benefits outweigh the risks in this case.
How about paying people what they're worth? You're always going to run into the problem of people creating chips elsewhere unless you offer them a market, or above market, wage.
Wait. This is only occurring to them now? My first action when hearing of Pegasus would be to stop using a 64-bit mobile OS that I didn't control.
Wait, physics is an elective? It, along with biology and chemistry, were mandatory as my high school.
Now, physics 2, which I took, was an elective.
Unpopular opinion: that Computer Science has been abstracted into and thought of as a branch of mathematics is everything that's wrong with it today.
It's a science. That's part of its name, for a reason. Experimentation, as Feynman would point out, is key here.
The first people to really use computers were physicists; ergo, it is a branch of physics.
If you doubt the part about experimentation, think back to when you first really started working with computer hardware and / or software. You spent time, possibly hours, possibly days, getting the hardware configured correctly / writing a program that didn't break the compiler. It is a science.
Although building good hardware / writing good code could be considered an art.
Because the other option is people learning to live without AC...which they can't.
What is wanted is not the will to believe, but the will to find out, which is the exact opposite. -- Bertrand Russell, "Skeptical Essays", 1928