I want to fell the bones snap as I pull the limbs apart. I want to roll the veins around my mouth with my tongue and feel the warm blood as it dribbles down my chin. I want all the round pinkish brown rubbery bits from inside (except the bit with the gravel and the greenish-purple wobbly bit, it doesn't taste good). I want to use those claws to pick the feathers from between my teeth when I'm done.

It's finally the year of Linux on the breastop!

My dog has no nose.

How does he smell?

Terrible.

Turns out being a COBOL programmer isn't a guaranteed job for life in the age of the Cloud.

There's no point in telling the younger folk anything, they already know it all. Wait until they're older with a little more experience and find out they still have much to learn.

No, perfect pitch is where you toss a banjo into a dumpster and it hits the accordion.

Ubuntu already saw the light and is pushing even harder towards convergence.

With Microsoft announcing their going to have different UIs for different form factors, and Apple going as far as having completely different OSes under thei different UIs on different form factors, the only true convergence story left standing is Ubuntu. One Unity, one experience, on all different form factors.

Let the market decide.

As a Candian I... uh....

I'm sorry.

The expensive part comes from sticking a credit card in the spokes to make it sound like a real motorcycle.

I remember reading about this problem 30 years ago when I was a young programmer.

It seems that the tech industry is not the only place this is happening. Journalism, too, seems to be hiring only young and inexperienced people and paying the price.

What, line them up agaist the wall and shoot them? That's the classic final solution for those who disagree with the ascendent political thought.

Maybe you meant "Cue the deniers?"

Magnify. Zoom in on the reflection in his sunglasses. Enhance. There's the killer's face right there. Sergeant Takerdown and Sergeant Booker, go pick up our unsub and bring her in for questioning.

Please please make sure Jar Jar comes back. He was what made episodes I and II. I'm so looking forward to getting my picture taken with him, and maybe R2D2 in mouse ears, at Walt Disney World.

I hope they do up a Tattooine cantina as a family-style restaurant and some animatronic singing Ewoks having a hoe-down would be most excellent. Maybe they could transform that Epcot sphere into a deathstar for the lulz and have daily incinerations of the Canada pavilion.

It'll be the swagalicious product that will remake Episodes VII-IX what the originals were: a massive toy sales ad campaign. Nobody does that better than Disney. Nobody. Mees-a thinks-a so.

The basic assumption that programming is a young man's game is simply being pulled out of the author's ass wholesale and in one piece.

When you base assumption is invalid, the rest of your argument is moot.

Yes indeed, fully 60% of Americans are in the top 1%.