Talk PC, act sociopathic.
Talk PC, act sociopathic.
I have always operated on Facebook as a pseudonym, and recently they blocked my account for not having any way to uniquely legally identify me. I have to admit that I am happy with that outcome, and the fact that they won't permit me onto their service without being able to identify me certainly cements my resolve to remain that way.
Not that I happen to love Ubuntu particularly, or windows particularly but this is a decent bridge for a guy like me who is heavy in Linux, needs windows for some ms-related stuff. I'll definitely make use of it.
Said no one ever.
This should come as no surprise. The concept of grasping, overreaching and completely unnecessary IP assumption and invasion and elimination of privacy to the point of attack on the person is beyond absurd.
At least this narrows the field to either the steam VR, or nothing for me.
Kids these days.
If I could go back in time to my younger self, I would have told him -
"Don't change a thing, you're awesome. Word of warning though, all those bones you're breaking are going to hurt later. Also, buy Ericsson-LG in 2001"
Everything Nixon dreamed he could be - demagogue, paranoid, secretive and invested in impinging on civil rights for the greater good.
> stand-your-ground law that allows individuals to use deadly force in self-defense, actually increase gun-related deaths significantly.
Is a gun related death worse than a rape, robbery or death by beating, knife or strangling from the inability to prevent invasive violence?
That is a gun related death. I support gun related deaths in those circumstances.
You can remove half the parts of my diesel engine. It'll work
The human system is significantly more complex than my diesel engine, and the set of conditions that it encounters are significantly more complex as well.
The thought that ignorance of fact is evidence of fact is appalling. That we don't know what a part does, in no way indicates anything other than our own lack of understanding.
She said something unflattering about him, he said something unflattering about her but when he says it, it sticks so she's crying about that.
I once saw a kid taunting a lion in the zoo. When the lion finally got annoyed and roared, he pissed his pants. The difference is, that kid didn't complain about the lion. He was stupid, just not that stupid.
Interestingly, the influx of slaves into Rome produced a similar problem. Free labor made trade and low skill labor valueless.
Not quite, but almost.
Is in not realizing that this is what happens to anything when the general public consumes it. The vox populi isn't interested in being stirred from comfort. It is by and large petty and self-interested, and everything is an extension of that small existence.
These folks he knew were pioneers who are still interested in outside opinions, and they exist still. Just not in the droves that are on social media sites.
If you want quality, you must seek it out or invent it.
Same thing here. I'm over 50. I was told by one recruiter that the team thought I wouldn't 'fit in', after it was obvious that age was an issue for them.
News flash - I probably wouldn't have fit in for reasons more material than age, if you care about age.
I've worked with at least two employers where an indian (sorry, not intended to be racist but they were both indian), person from an agency who was converted to perm was put in place in a hiring position and then every single hire afterwards was indian, and exclusively from the contract agency that placed the individual.
I am aware that there are also incentives for these individuals, and that their relationships with the contracting firms are ongoing.
It's so obvious that I can't imagine it's not a known quantity.
It's not really racial discrimination, it's just a moderately biased business practice.
I've been at it about that long. My very first UNIX support role for pay was with UNIX System III in 1985, so yeah 30 years this year. Creepy.
I worked on other things before that though, just not in a perm role.
I am unix grognard.
Frankly, Scarlett, I don't have a fix. -- Rhett Buggler