Not over, we're coming back. Now soliciting funds for my blockbuster motion picture Tetraethyl Undead.
On NJ Turnpike trips to Newark airport, a couple of times appeared a tanker truck of the stuff. The tank was smaller than on other trucks. This was before the era of UN coded hazmat placards. Instead, the truck had large signs with skull and crossbones, reading something like "Deadly poison. If this truck is leaking, do not approach. Call xxx-yyyy."
From this customer's perspective, Intel were utterly dishonest fucks all the way back to at least 1991, with the 28F010 flash production outsourced fab debacle. This was not "diversity", it was arrogant, dishonest, 8 AM arrival monitored, white male necktie wearing butt-snorkling MBA cult management and lying salesman malfeasance.
A year of my life was wasted qualifying that part for high-rel extended temperature, then finding that these parts were built in a prototype fab that got reassigned probably to Pentium and no volume flash production available, then qualifying the more competent AMD alternative that arrived at an opportune moment, and actually met delivery commitments.
A note on changing times: at age 11 I lived in orange grove California. My 13 year old friend and I openly carried
The local liquor store carried ammunition. I bought some as a birthday present, cleared with no more than a phone call to parents. Today the guns and ammo would bring SWAT and helicopters, Child Protective Services, network news trucks, and violently non-violent PETA loons about the rabbits.
If A = B and B = C, then A = C, except where void or prohibited by law. -- Roy Santoro