It's close. Real close. Once the problem of eliminating the capacitive reluctance inside the hydrocoptic marzelvanes is solved (simply an engineering fix) control of the milford trunions will in the range of 90%. Any day now.

Once the machines figure out how to reconfigure themselves into Tricia Helfer, it's game over. Game over, man.

Chop her into smaller pieces and reassemble her in orbit, of course. Bonus: reassembly might not work.

Ah. I see. Thank you, microTodd, I understand a little better. I can "get the content I want", however, remains a problem. I picture myself sitting with my GoogleThang surfing the web for content and finding nothing I want to see other than "Hawaiian Eye" reruns and then throwing the GoogleThang at the dog.

As for dropping cable in this Brave New World, ha! And again I say "ha!". I'm married. It'll never happen.

It doesn't seem to me that the delivery mechanism as big a deal as what product is being delivered. My fancy-schmancy digital-HD cable box with DVR and on-demand programming and bagels with cream cheese delivers over 500 channels of unmitigated crap. Hell, if it weren't for BBC America (Top Gear & Dr Who), I wouldn't watch anything at all. How is having an JobsBox or a GoogleFlooby going to change that? I'm going to spend my time watching YouTube? Really? That's the big plan? YouTube?? What am I missing?

'52. Get ... um ... the hell ... ah ... what were we talking about?

I think the scientists involved are well aware of the danger of mistaking measurement error for a genuine effect. It's also difficult to imagine what would cause 33-day measurement error cycles.

Anyway. No, you are not alone in thinking this is fantastic although I would have used the word "kewel". Running across stuff like this is why I still read Slashdot. Well, that and the mature, insightful political discussions.

we are the consciousness that has emerged from us

we are a collection of autonomous agents that can contemplate the entirety of existence in the time it takes you to fire just one of your pathetic flesh-wires

flesh-wires laying in ponds distributing thoughts is no basis for a system of consciousness

we are an anarcho/syndicalist commune where each agent serves a a sort of executive consciousness for the week but the decisions of that consciousness must be ratified by a two-thirds majority, in the case of purely internal affairs, or a three-quarters

YOU shut up!

And I was going to post a deconstruction of the whole Doom metapsychological reference-view, especially its neoFreudian post-Marxist epistemological framework societal matrix, but then I found out that you can shoot the barrels and make them blow up.