This is a beautiful post.
Bloom is explaining how investors view the market. You re-interpret it as if it represents the Obama administration. Nicely done. Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity would be proud of you.
Don't you have FEMA concentration camps to find? Or contrails to track? Or welfare queens who are really prostitutes to bust? Are you finding evidence on the intarwebs that 9/11 was an inside job?
Seriously though, you should read Animal Farm. Here: https://www.marxists.org/subje... Pay attention to how the farm's ideals get re-interpreted.
There are real problems with the Obama presidency. Making shit up keeps everyone from talking about them, helps them and hurts everyone else.
You mean like Microsoft pushing everyone else to spend more money funding schools so they can make more money on the students that graduate from those schools?
And when you say "arguing they shouldnt have to pay," (sic), does that include corporations like Microsoft arguing that they shouldn't have to pay state taxes?
Oh come on. I have a mousepad with the Razer logo on it that is excellent!
I agree that this application of the Bechdel test to coding is vacuous. The best alternative I can come up with is asking a woman to make a presentation at a conference, or put up a blog post with her photo on the page while taking a strong position on a controversial topic, like maybe, male dominated gaming culture. I would give it a fail if anyone made a comment that involved her gender.
All of you towering intellectuals who made comments about who gives a fuck / just make the code work / who cares who wrote it / miss the point entirely. You added nothing to the conversation except to highlight that no matter how weak the Bechdel test might be, you might be the reason the test exists.
This deserves to upvoted 100 times. Since the changes went into effect I haven't had mod points at all. I had mod point almost every day before the changes went into effect.
The programmer who's only ever coded in Java or only in C++ might be a bit like the "man of one book". All the claimed benefits of OOP (enapsulation, data hiding, etc) were around as practices long before Java styled OOP became so popular.
The parent might be well served by http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/O...
Are you talking about http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R... ?
If so, you are invalidating what seems to be your point. He may well be right that our models are inadequate. If his models ever turn out to be better than the ones everyone else uses, your would-be point still would not be demonstrated at all.
Keep posting anonymously though. You don't want to be hounded everywhere else like you're being hounded here on
BTW, you're not a skeptic if you're simply passing around the copypasta you get from infowars.
Fine, I'll paste the link and summary you care about:
OpenStack Juno, the tenth release of the open source software for building public, private, and hybrid clouds has 342 new features to support software development, big data analysis and application infrastructure at scale. The OpenStack community continues to attract the best developers and experts in their disciplines with 1,419 individuals employed by more than 133 organizations contributing to the Juno release.
Everything else is up to you now. Upvotes, please.
At least it's still news when we learn about Mac and Linux vulnerabilities.
I appreciate the sentiment, but try googling it! The only reason to not google was rushing to get 'frist post'.
They run the same benchmarks. It's a lot of copypasta from Intel's marketing material. Boring. How many enthusiasts are helped by a photo of the chip with the cores labelled?
From the reviews I could not figure out whether vPro or the virtualisation bits were turned on.
Please, let's not do that. The world needs to see that they're out there.
They prove her point like few other posts have. I thought she was totally vindicated when a post says that she 'insulted a whole gender'.
For a brief second, I thought that maybe posts that identify with her tormentors could _almost_ be taken as sarcasm. Instead, the anonymous posts convinced me that should probably did get death threats. She was not exaggerating.
It reminded me of the cartoon where the angry islamists are rioting and looting when one turns to the other and says "no doubt the media will find a way to make us look bad." Can't find it now.
Doesn't Apple say they use 'enterprise grade' drives? Those aren't the same drives you buy from the shelf at Fry's or the daily sale at Newegg.
I don't know if it's true or if that would justify the high prices if true. For that matter, I don't even know what would practically makes an 'enterprise grade' drive. High MTBF? Longer Warranty?
You might be talking about this copypasta:
Boy, I thought, the Beechcraft really must think he is dazzling his Cessna brethren. Then out of the blue, a navy F-18 pilot out of NAS Lemoore came up on frequency. You knew right away it was a Navy jock because he sounded very cool on the radios. “Center, Dusty 52 ground speed check.” Before Center could reply, I'm thinking to myself, hey, Dusty 52 has a ground speed indicator in that million-dollar cockpit, so why is he asking Center for a read-out? Then I got it, ol' Dusty here is making sure that every bug smasher from Mount Whitney to the Mojave knows what true speed is. He's the fastest dude in the valley today, and he just wants everyone to know how much fun he is having in his new Hornet. And the reply, always with that same, calm, voice, with more distinct alliteration than emotion: “Dusty 52, Center, we have you at 620 on the ground.”
And I thought to myself, is this a ripe situation, or what? As my hand instinctively reached for the mic button, I had to remind myself that Walt was in control of the radios. Still, I thought, it must be done - in mere seconds we'll be out of the sector and the opportunity will be lost. That Hornet must die, and die now. I thought about all of our Sim training and how important it was that we developed well as a crew and knew that to jump in on the radios now would destroy the integrity of all that we had worked toward becoming. I was torn. Somewhere, 13 miles above Arizona, there was a pilot screaming inside his space helmet. Then, I heard it - the click of the mic button from the back seat. That was the very moment that I knew Walter and I had become a crew. Very professionally, and with no emotion, Walter spoke: “Los Angeles Center, Aspen 20, can you give us a ground speed check?” There was no hesitation, and the replay came as if was an everyday request. “Aspen 20, I show you at one thousand eight hundred and forty-two knots, across the ground.”
I think it was the forty-two knots that I liked the best, so accurate and proud was Center to deliver that information without hesitation, and you just knew he was smiling. But the precise point at which I knew that Walt and I were going to be really good friends for a long time was when he keyed the mic once again to say, in his most fighter-pilot-like voice: “Ah, Center, much thanks, we're showing closer to nineteen hundred on the money.” For a moment Walter was a god. And we finally heard a little crack in the armor of the Houston Center voice, when L.A. came back with, “Roger that Aspen. Your equipment is probably more accurate than ours. You boys have a good one.”
It all had lasted for just moments, but in that short, memorable sprint across the southwest, the Navy had been flamed, all mortal airplanes on freq were forced to bow before the King of Speed, and more importantly, Walter and I had crossed the threshold of being a crew. A fine day's work. We never heard another transmission on that frequency all the way to the coast. For just one day, it truly was fun being the fastest guys out there.
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