To quote Car and Driver:

And they need a lot of names with all the drive modes, settings, and features crammed into the Ioniq 5 N. Sometimes the setting you're trying to select disagrees with some other settings, and you get a message like, "The operating conditions for N Torque Distribution (NTD) have not been met. NTD is available when all the following conditions are met. Motor mode: Sport + (in N Mode or N Custom Mode). ESC mode: Sport or off. It is not available while the following functions are active: N e-shift, (smart) cruise control, speed limiter." The 5 N serves up a lot of variations on that sort of message.

I'm a simple man who has a Model Y. I press the accelerator and it goes fast. I don't need to memorize a manual for all of the modes emulating the combustion of ancient ferns or whatnot, and I don't care that it doesn't make noises like it's combusting said ferns for everyone to hear. I do care that it has something like 50% more range.

They're getting some good use out of them as VBIEDs with the "E" built right into the drive train. That way, these owners can have some money to get a car that isn't an evolutionary dead end and the Ukrainians can get more weapons.

This brings to mind a speech from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead:

We're actors... We pledged our identities, secure in the conventions of our trade; that someone
would be watching. And than, gradually, no one was. We were caught, high and dry. It was not until the
murder's long soliloquy that we were able to look around; frozen we were in the profil, our eyes searched you out,
first confidently, then hesitantly, then desperately as each patch of turf, each log, each exposed corned in
every direction proved uninhabited, and all the while the murderous King addressed the horizon with his dreary
interminable guilt... Our heads began to move, wary as lizards, the corpse of unsullied Rosalinda peeped through
his fingers, and the King faltered. Even then, habit and a stubborn trust that our audience spied upon us from
behind the nearest bush, forced our bodies to blunder on long after they had emptied of meaning, until like
runaway carts they dragged to a halt. No one came forward. No one shouted at us. The silence was unbreakable, it
imposed itself upon us; it was obscene.

I couldn't get some of the 2.8s to work properly, so I'm still running 2.73 with the Ogg Vorbis plugin from later versions. And I hate players that try to organize my music, too.

Branson's craft can get up to LEO at best, right? And there was much rejoicing. Yay. Yay. Meanwhile, Bezos is actually building a serious spacecraft. Branson might beat Bezos to space, but if he wants out of LEO, he'll need to pay for a seat on someone else's craft.

Back in undergrad one of my friends was an assistant in Bio 101, so he got keys to the building. We'd go in at 2300 or so, fire up the projector and screen, hook up a GameCube to it, and play Super Smash Bros. on a screen easily ten feet by ten feet. It was fantastic. Even though they'd usually turn the heat down to about 50f, we'd bring blankets and keep playing.

Thank you! I was wondering how this could possibly scale, and I guess the answer is "It can't." I guess the only real question is whether this can be made efficient enough to compete with Rocket Lab or other smallsat launchers.

Same here. I got furious with my government when I learned of that. Don't get me wrong; I hated OBL, but I'd much rather live in a world without polio than a world without him. And there's no excuse for putting aid workers in danger.

Employees of a rival (for some value of the term) company were voluntarily posting their personal data all over Facebook, probably including comments about their workplace, and Facebook shut them down?

It's only academic till you run the numbers on what would have happened to their yard if a satellite large enough to survive reentry had crashed into it. Then they're going to be very, very glad it only came down from 65,000 feet.

At this point, the logical (and possibly only remaining) next step is for systemd to incorporate an e-mail client.

Whenever I WebEx, I always make sure to share only the application, not everything that appears on the monitor. This occasionally slows me down switching from application to application, but I always know precisely what other people are going to be seeing on their screens.

This comic is a dispatch from the future of this city.

I've heard Pashtun culture is like that, too. I wonder how people learn they're supposed to ask and respond like that.

It's not that I'm not into it, though. With a lot of these people, I'm happy to stop for a moment and find out how they're doing, and I thought the feeling was mutual.