My dad is a pediatrician (retired), and this is true.
The noose is tightening. Pretty soon we won't even know that it's too late.
Sure, give them away until people are hooked on them, then charge them through the nose. Where have I seen that before?
Where's that fucking killer asteroid? We need that now. The Earth needs a reset.
Being able to design and develop is liberating because that lets you make stuff like flashing sequins sewn into a shitty sweater you got at Goodwill because you're too fucking poor to buy anything else. That's the truth, and it sux.
My God, when will this ever end? It's like trying to find the end of Pi, or the guy who spends his time adding "1" to the total.
Become a virtual assistant, and we'll pay you all that you're worth.
Maybe if you had bought a Newton.
Wouldn't it be cheaper to monitor soggy tea leaves instead?
Oh ya, we're fucked.
But posting files for a drone that can autonomously deliver a warhead with pinpoint accuracy is perfectly fine. Ohhh Kayyyy!
Someone Will Die Playing a Game while walking across the street.
What would I do if I could see an asteroid? Shit my pants, of course.
Do what I do with all my empty 3D printer filament spools: Hide them under your credenza.
Writers get sued.