I started buying 5.11 tactical pants made out of lightweight, stretchy nylon with a Teflon finish. They look like business casual pants but move like pajamas, and anything you spill on them rolls or wipes off. I don't think I've worn any other kinds of pants to work since I bought my first pair.

That was expected, "if you are not for us, you are against us" would be her answer.

She was unknown to me before gamergate, and now the only thing I ever see from her is hate speech against men. Her toxic views of male gamers appear on video game sites as fact. Her views of video game design as being misogynistic is being promoted as fact.

Her video games reviews are only about sexism, leaving off what games are really about, gameplay, interaction, puzzles, design, ingenuity.

Shes a one sided hate parrot, and I really cant condone her viewpoints or actions. The professional victim act gets old.

Getting into my late 40's, I find my friends are experiencing this all over. EMC keeps contacting a buddy who is a storage architect, he designed storage hardware at sun, they never make an offer after multiple interviews, he says its because hes almost 60. Facebook keeps calling a few of my buddies, but they too never get hired and are in their 50's. I was turned down by 2 companies when they learned my age and I had a family. But I dont want to work in a sweat shop anymore, so its good to know exactly how bad some places can be. Amazon so far seems to be hiring everyone, because they burn them out quicker than they can hire.

Yeah, people are working until retirement age now, so this is a problem. (You know, that reset button that wipes out your entire life savings called divorce)

You mean, the governor who defended Texas by sending in the Texas National Guard and preventing the US military from taking over? Because I'd stake money that True Believers think that's exactly what happened.

To clarify, I am not a True Believer.

But the thing is that I like my MacBook. It has its tradeoffs but everything does. My problem is that his statement implies that everyone else has been doing it wrong, and that only he is qualified to judge what's Good Enough, as though sound quality is the foremost or even only concern. Since pretty much no human has the audio sensitivity required to affirm his statements, it's just insulting to everyone who isn't him - or at least it would be if anyone took him seriously.

Ironically, enjoyment of music has very little to do with sound quality and much more to do with music, lyrics, and listening environment. If the audio fidelity were as important as he claims, then no one would be buying junk formats like vinyl. But yet, some people enjoy the tactile process of damaging their audio media as little as possible with their inherently destructive hardware, and that's an important part of their listening experience. Music isn't about bullshit concepts like "staging" and "presence", but about the enjoyment of the whole package. Focusing on one relatively small aspect of it misses the whole point, which is why it blows me away that Neil Freaking Young is making that mistake.

A 256Kbps AAC is objectively equal to CD sound quality, as confirmed by double-blind test after test. Furthermore, a huge portion of listeners will be hearing your angel's choir over cheap-ass ear buds or crap laptop speakers. Maybe you have a golden ear and can tell the difference between a CD and a FLAC file (are those good enough for you, or do they lack the sharp ones and smooth zeros of the digital masters?). Maybe you're not actually a delusional once-great who has lousy hearing and permanent tinnitus after years of playing rock concerts, and, well, being almost 70. Maybe your home hi-fi (do you still call it that?) was hand-wired by a wizened master of recording engineering fame. Maybe you have your own private anechoic chamber so you're not exposed to anything but the pure and sweet sounds of your own singing. But the rest of us listen to normal-person music with a dynamic range that's been shot to hell in the loudness wars, via normal-person audio formats, through normal-person digital-to-analog converters, into normal-person speakers, in a normal-person environment with kids playing and horns honking and dogs barking and coworkers chattering.

Your music, pristine to the heavens though it may be, sounds no better than Miley Cyrus when piping out of my MacBook. You've become a crotchety old curmudgeon trying to remain relevant to those kids who won't stay off your lawn, and maybe it's time to sit down with a hot cup of keep your yap shut and enjoy a nice book.

Good day, sir.

I work in San Francisco and live in East Bay. My house is a block away from a Transbay bus stop, and with its use of the carpool lanes I can get into the city faster via bus than is possible in a car. Once in the city, I can either stroll for a pleasant walk along the Embarcadero to my office or I can ride a Muni for under a buck, and the latter drops me off next door to Safeway with their Sriracha Sausage Breakfast Burritos ($2.71 including tax).

It's easier, faster, and cheaper to ride the bus than drive, and I get breakfast burritos. I'm living the dream.