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Slackware Forums Alive Again!
HappySlacker writes "Looks like the forums from slackware.com that Patrick Volkerding (Slackware's daddy) had to take down because of massive trolling are fully active again after 2 years of hibernation as read-only at userlocal.com." Update: 01/21 19:23 GMT by T : Jeremy from LinuxQuestions.org points out the forums on that site, which is recommended on Slackware's links page.
Maybe they should sue those trolls a la the pest-control website!
Like this posting on Slashdot would actually help to keep them free of trolls... Do you guys have no shame?
Hate me!
First Post!
At the time when this trolling was taking place? I am pretty sure there are 10 people who would love to mod that forum. It works nearly on every messageboard. In fact, it's easier to troll /. than any other public forum (ex. Ars Technica).
fifth post! woohoo! best I ever did
Just my $.02.
A Fatal OE Exception has occurred, Sig will now reboot.
Oh wait.
"...after 2 years of hibernation as read-only at userlocal.com."
What use are forums if they're read only?
Well, that's just peachy...
-Code
---PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE---
"Now, where's the damn 'any' key?"
Besides, Linuxpackages.net has kept Slackware forums going the whole time..
Us Slackers now have 2 forums AND a mailing list...
WHOOO HOOOO!!!!
Here's the forums:
http://www.linuxpackages.net/forum/
Your thin skin doesn't make me a troll
Shouldn't Slashdot have died many, many times years ago? Hell, michael's write-ups alone should have killed this site.
It's not very re-assuring when you click on help and get a message that says "Page not found: help".
They also make you provide your credit card info and confirm the order before they tell you how much shipping is and what the total price is.
That being said, I've used slackware since version 2.3, and it's by far my favourite distro. I've tried most of the distros, and imo they don't come close to slackware's functionality and ease of use.
Jason
ProfQuotes
First.. how did this make the front page on slashdot? Is it THAT slow of a news day?
And wouldn't Slackware users just stumble upon it instead of anouncing it to hundreds of thousands of dorks on slashdot who will promptly go trolling there now (especially given that it is apparently newsworthy).
..mork
Will someone please tell me how the Slackware forums would play out in Soviet Russia? I have a paper due at 8am!!!
I'm sure this won't be a popular commentary... but do the editors here just see submissions related to Linux and hit "approve" before thinking about what they approve? I mean, maybe it's just me, but I think posting this on the front page is an open invitation to all the slashtrolls to go troll somewhere new. Doubly so since these forums already got shut down as a result of trolling beforehand.
;)
Had the editors considered this they might have noticed that not only is Slashdot rife with trolls, but that these trolls would love to go take out a site that is obviously "vulnerable" to their actions. The forums may be read-only now, but if they become rw any time soon they may not last long because of poorly considered decisions like "let's post an open invitation to troll on the slashdot front page."
The thing is, I'm not saying this isn't newsworthy, but sometimes it isn't responsible to print things like this. Especially when you know you're likely to get a bad (bad for others) reaction from your audience.
Think before you approve, guys. Er, end maybe edit once in a while too?
you can take the road that takes you to the stars...
...forums troll you.
In Soviet Russia, slackware trolls YOU! (You asked for it!)
It's amazing the time spend on this.
Announcing to slashdot readers that a forum that was shut-down by trolls is now back in operation is like telling the fry-guys and the hamburgler where the McDonald's truck routes run.
"Question with boldness even the existence of a god." - Thomas Jefferson
Then I remember seeing the same posts over and over again with nicks like "asfdd3456-troll". I guess the trolls liked what the spammers were doing so they actually wrote scripts to generate tens of thousands of "..hot gritz down my pants..and Natalie Portman petrified.." posts with a different name each! Unbelievable.
This became unbearable then cmd Taco put in IP address bans. This was a lifesaver and cut down on the amount of trolls. Of course trolls can still just go to a library and post or spoof an address but it cut down trolling dramatically. Cut it down to half of what it was.
Last trolls began to experiment with page widening with lots of "."'s so an annoying horizontal scroll would be needed to read all the posts. Very very annoying indeed. A few lines of code to slashcode made that problem go away.
Anyway Patrick should use slashcode for his forum or write scripts that are similiar to slashdot's to get rid of the obnoxious trolls and use a karma system. This is the only way to ban them.
http://saveie6.com/
Looks like my schedule's now booked.
Heat up a pot of coffee and burn the midnight oil- it's gonna be a long night.
Say something useful if you want to say something at all.
Why is the parent modded as "Troll"? He has a valid argument.
/. has. It's just asking for trouble. I'm pretty sure Slack users (such as myself) check the distro site on a weekly basis, and would eventually find out if the forum was up again.
Slackware forums don't have moderation to filter out crap like
Just my opinion.
Fuck I'll be trolling that one! Sweet.
The power of trolls is mighty!
The old Slackware.com forums have been available on Userlocal for well over 6 months. The only thing that has changed recently is that Userlocal has a new hosting provider and that the forums are no longer read only.
But this may be a bad time for the forums to become active again, alt.os.linux.slackware has been getting hit fairly hard by a troll(s) in the last few days.
Go not unto/. for advice, for you will be told both yea and nay (but have nothing to do with the question)
Trolls still exist on this site (I even noticed some "toddler vomit" troll today) and will continue to post. Throw as many countermeasures into slashcode as you want. The fact remains, trolls will continue to exist because, and some of you won't like this, slashdot simply sucks. The quality is horrible (dupe articles, typos, posting hoaxes, refusal to consider multiple sides to an issue). I think if slashdot decided to improve itself before tinkering with a software-driven moderation system, the volume of crap would decrease on its own. What's that quote again about using technology to solve social problems?
Nothing a good /.ing can't fix...
...moderation points waste YOU!
I think they should also have a
+5 Too Stoned, Can't Stop Smiling
moderation option in addition to the In Soviet Russia option.
*raises bong in celebration*
In Soviet Russia, bong smokes you!! Whoaa, cool!!
He painted a unicorn in outer space. I'm askin' ya, what's it breathin'?
Last post before forums were shut down: 12-14-01 13:24
/.
First post after forums became active again: 01-20-03 21:07
Means "2 years of hibernation" on
Go not unto/. for advice, for you will be told both yea and nay (but have nothing to do with the question)
Being a minority distro, it's quite nice to meet kindred souls in forums.
Keep on slackin' friends.
"Backups are for wimps. Real men upload their data to an FTP site and have everyone else mirror it." -- Linus Torvalds
A mug of frosty piss for me and every troll in the house.
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What's currently hosted there is, by its astonishing amateurism and outright offensive unfunniness, diluting the "User Friendly" concept currently used by parodies of boring and badly drawn web comics based on the incessant repetition of ancient tech support jokes and stereotypical anti-Microsoft zealotry.
These parodies are facing a bleak future, when there are sites like yours that are honestly intended to be "entertaining" by using even more tired clichés and even worse artwork than the parodies. How are parody authors supposed to survive if the objects of parody suddenly start to express the parodied traits even more extremely than the parodies?
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Enough already. Stop it.
... now maybe one day we'll see the story pronouncing Slackware Alive Again!.
They must be running that Slackware shit.
/joke
I need to get out more.
The thing is, I'm not saying this isn't newsworthy, but sometimes it isn't responsible to print things like this. Especially when you know you're likely to get a bad (bad for others) reaction from your audience.
/. editors do because they know a lot about the subjects that are being dealt with, like bandwidth costs and trolling. I've noticed, however, that few of them actively complain about the same sort of behavior when it is applied to larger issues. In fact, many of them might even see information on sniper rifles and just think that information wants to be free.
This story is like the kindergarten example of the question of responsibility in journalism. Because of Time Magazine, millions of people now know of an excellent rifle to snipe with, a brilliant way to do it from inside the back of a car, and the ratio between sniping range and sniping accuracy. Arguably, anyone that reads Time Magazine or even just watches CNN is now about halfway toward being equipped to kill people from a distance with a sniper rifle. Why is this? Because our lives depended on knowing the exact type of rifle that the DC sniper was using, how much it cost, and where we could get one? Because the ratio between range and accuracy when firing a sniper rifle at a human skull had relevance to our daily lives? Because when we go to the doctor, we might want to have ourselves checked over with a sniper rifle to make sure that we don't have a life-threatening disease? No. It was none of these things. It was just sort of an interesting tidbit of information that some of us felt like knowing because we were curious.
People are bothered by what the
Slackware -current has been updated several times in the past couple months. They even put some security updates into v8.1.
Every day the factory whistle bellowed forth its shrill, roaring,
trembling noises into the smoke-begrimed and greasy atmosphere of
the workingmen's suburb; and obedient to the summons of the power of
steam, people poured out of little gray houses into the street.
With somber faces they hastened forward like frightened roaches,
their muscles stiff from insufficient sleep. In the chill morning
twilight they walked through the narrow, unpaved street to the tall
stone cage that waited for them with cold assurance, illumining
their muddy road with scores of greasy, yellow, square eyes. The
mud plashed under their feet as if in mocking commiseration. Hoarse
exclamations of sleepy voices were heard; irritated, peevish,
abusive language rent the air with malice; and, to welcome the
people, deafening sounds floated about--the heavy whir of machinery,
the dissatisfied snort of steam. Stern and somber, the black
chimneys stretched their huge, thick sticks high above the village.
In the evening, when the sun was setting, and red rays languidly
glimmered upon the windows of the houses, the factory ejected its
people like burned-out ashes, and again they walked through the
streets, with black, smoke-covered faces, radiating the sticky odor
of machine oil, and showing the gleam of hungry teeth. But now
there was animation in their voices, and even gladness. The
servitude of hard toil was over for the day. Supper awaited them
at home, and respite.
The day was swallowed up by the factory; the machine sucked out of
men's muscles as much vigor as it needed. The day was blotted out
from life, not a trace of it left. Man made another imperceptible
step toward his grave; but he saw close before him the delights of
rest, the joys of the odorous tavern, and he was satisfied.
On holidays the workers slept until about ten o'clock. Then the
staid and married people dressed themselves in their best clothes
and, after duly scolding the young folks for their indifference to
church, went to hear mass. When they returned from church, they
ate pirogs, the Russian national pastry, and again lay down to
sleep until the evening. The accumulated exhaustion of years had
robbed them of their appetites, and to be able to eat they drank,
long and deep, goading on their feeble stomachs with the biting,
burning lash of vodka.
In the evening they amused themselves idly on the street; and those
who had overshoes put them on, even if it was dry, and those who had
umbrellas carried them, even if the sun was shining. Not everybody
has overshoes and an umbrella, but everybody desires in some way,
however small, to appear more important than his neighbor.
Meeting one another they spoke about the factory and the machines,
had their fling against their foreman, conversed and thought only of
matters closely and manifestly connected with their work. Only
rarely, and then but faintly, did solitary sparks of impotent
thought glimmer in the wearisome monotony of their talk. Returning
home they quarreled with their wives, and often beat them, unsparing
of their fists. The young people sat in the taverns, or enjoyed
evening parties at one another's houses, played the accordion, sang
vulgar songs devoid of beauty, danced, talked ribaldry, and drank.
Exhausted with toil, men drank swiftly, and in every heart there
awoke and grew an incomprehensible, sickly irritation. It demanded
an outlet. Clutching tenaciously at every pretext for unloading
themselves of this disquieting sensation, they fell on one another
for mere trifles, with the spiteful ferocity of beasts, breaking
into bloody quarrels which sometimes ended in serious injury and on
rare occasions even in murder.
This lurking malice steadily increased, inveterate as the incurable
weariness in their muscles. They were born with this disease of the
soul inherited from their fathers. Like a black shadow it
accompanied them to their graves, spurring on their lives to crime,
hideous in its aimless cruelty and brutality.
On holidays the young people came home late at night, dirty and
dusty, their clothes torn, their faces bruised, boasting maliciously
of the blows they had struck their companions, or the insults they
had inflicted upon them; enraged or in tears over the indignities
they themselves had suffered; drunken and piteous, unfortunate and
repulsive. Sometimes the boys would be brought home by the mother
or the father, who had picked them up in the street or in a tavern,
drunk to insensibility. The parents scolded and swore at them
peevishly, and beat their spongelike bodies, soaked with liquor;
then more or less systematically put them to bed, in order to rouse
them to work early next morning, when the bellow of the whistle
should sullenly course through the air.
They scolded and beat the children soundly, notwithstanding the fact
that drunkenness and brawls among young folk appeared perfectly
legitimate to the old people. When they were young they, too, had
drunk and fought; they, too, had been beaten by their mothers and
fathers. Life had always been like that. It flowed on monotonously
and slowly somewhere down the muddy, turbid stream, year after year;
and it was all bound up in strong ancient customs and habits that
led them to do one and the same thing day in and day out. None of
them, it seemed, had either the time or the desire to attempt to
change this state of life.
Once in a long while a stranger would come to the village. At first
he attracted attention merely because he was a stranger. Then he
aroused a light, superficial interest by the stories of the places
where he had worked. Afterwards the novelty wore off, the people
got used to him, and he remained unnoticed. From his stories it was
clear that the life of the workingmen was the same everywhere. And
if so, then what was there to talk about?
Occasionally, however, some stranger spoke curious things never
heard of in the suburb. The men did not argue with him, but
listened to his odd speeches with incredulity. His words aroused
blind irritation in some, perplexed alarm in others, while still
others were disturbed by a feeble, shadowy glimmer of the hope of
something, they knew not what. And they all began to drink more in
order to drive away the unnecessary, meddlesome excitement.
Noticing in the stranger something unusual, the villagers cherished
it long against him and treated the man who was not like them with
unaccountable apprehension. It was as if they feared he would throw
something into their life which would disturb its straight, dismal
course. Sad and difficult, it was yet even in its tenor. People
were accustomed to the fact that life always oppressed them with the
same power. Unhopeful of any turn for the better, they regarded
every change as capable only of increasing their burden.
And the workingmen of the suburb tacitly avoided people who spoke
unusual things to them. Then these people disappeared again, going
off elsewhere, and those who remained in the factory lived apart, if
they could not blend and make one whole with the monotonous mass in
the village.
Living a life like that for some fifty years, a workman died.
Thus also lived Michael Vlasov, a gloomy, sullen man, with little
eyes which looked at everybody from under his thick eyebrows
suspiciously, with a mistrustful, evil smile. He was the best
locksmith in the factory, and the strongest man in the village. But
he was insolent and disrespectful toward the foreman and the
superintendent, and therefore earned little; every holiday he beat
somebody, and everyone disliked and feared him.
More than one attempt was made to beat him in turn, but without
success. When Vlasov found himself threatened with attack, he
caught a stone in his hand, or a piece of wood or iron, and
spreading out his legs stood waiting in silence for the enemy. His
face overgrown with a dark beard from his eyes to his neck, and his
hands thickly covered with woolly hair, inspired everybody with
fear. People were especially afraid of his eyes. Small and keen,
they seemed to bore through a man like steel gimlets, and everyone
who met their gaze felt he was confronting a beast, a savage power,
inaccessible to fear, ready to strike unmercifully.
"Well, pack off, dirty vermin!" he said gruffly. His coarse, yellow
teeth glistened terribly through the thick hair on his face. The
men walked off uttering coward abuse.
"Dirty vermin!" he snapped at them, and his eyes gleamed with a smile
sharp as an awl. Then holding his head in an attitude of direct
challenge, with a short, thick pipe between his teeth, he walked
behind them, and now and then called out: "Well, who wants death?"
No one wanted it.
He spoke little, and "dirty vermin" was his favorite expression.
It was the name he used for the authorities of the factory, and
the police, and it was the epithet with which he addressed his wife:
"Look, you dirty vermin, don't you see my clothes are torn?"
When Pavel, his son, was a boy of fourteen, Vlasov was one day
seized with the desire to pull him by the hair once more. But Pavel
grasped a heavy hammer, and said curtly:
"Don't touch me!"
"What!" demanded his father, bending over the tall, slender figure
of his son like a shadow on a birch tree.
"Enough!" said Pavel. "I am not going to give myself up any more."
And opening his dark eyes wide, he waved the hammer in the air.
His father looked at him, folded his shaggy hands on his back, and,
smiling, said:
"All right." Then he drew a heavy breath and added: "Ah, you
dirty vermin!"
Shortly after this he said to his wife:
"Don't ask me for money any more. Pasha will feed you now."
"And you will drink up everything?" she ventured to ask.
"None of your business, dirty vermin!" From that time, for three
years, until his death, he did not notice, and did not speak to his son.
Vlasov had a dog as big and shaggy as himself. She accompanied him
to the factory every morning, and every evening she waited for him
at the gate. On holidays Vlasov started off on his round of the
taverns. He walked in silence, and stared into people's faces as if
looking for somebody. His dog trotted after him the whole day long.
Returning home drunk he sat down to supper, and gave his dog to eat
from his own bowl. He never beat her, never scolded, and never
petted her. After supper he flung the dishes from the table--if his
wife was not quick enough to remove them in time--put a bottle of
whisky before him, and leaning his back against the wall, began in a
hoarse voice that spread anguish about him to bawl a song, his mouth
wide open and his eyes closed. The doleful sounds got entangled in
his mustache, knocking off the crumbs of bread. He smoothed down
the hair of his beard and mustache with his thick fingers and sang--
sang unintelligible words, long drawn out. The melody recalled the
wintry howl of wolves. He sang as long as there was whisky in the
bottle, then he dropped on his side upon the bench, or let his head
sink on the table, and slept in this way until the whistle began to
blow. The dog lay at his side.
When he died, he died hard. For five days, turned all black, he
rolled in his bed, gnashing his teeth, his eyes tightly closed.
Sometimes he would say to his wife: "Give me arsenic. Poison me."
She called a physician. He ordered hot poultices, but said an
operation was necessary and the patient must be taken at once to
the hospital.
"Go to the devil! I will die by myself, dirty vermin!" said Michael.
And when the physician had left, and his wife with tears in her
eyes began to insist on an operation, he clenched his fists and
announced threateningly:
"Don't you dare! It will be worse for you if I get well."
He died in the morning at the moment when the whistle called the
men to work. He lay in the coffin with open mouth, his eyebrows
knit as if in a scowl. He was buried by his wife, his son, the dog,
an old drunkard and thief, Daniel Vyesovshchikov, a discharged
smelter, and a few beggars of the suburb. His wife wept a little
and quietly; Pavel did not weep at all. The villagers who met the
funeral in the street stopped, crossed themselves, and said to one
another: "Guess Pelagueya is glad he died!" And some corrected:
"He didn't die; he rotted away like a beast."
When the body was put in the ground, the people went away, but the
dog remained for a long time, and sitting silently on the fresh
soil, she sniffed at the grave.
I've never trolled in my life, but slashcode has blocked my entire netblock (an ISP with a strictly enforced AUP and who would have pulled the plug on any miscreant if asked) for several months now. So despite my karma being "excellent", I can now only post via an anonymous relay. It was a major piss-off that my objections were just ignored.
It dosen't matter about what you think
How do any posts get entered, to be "read only"?!?!? :confused:
And there was much rejoicing in the land, for, verily, much Slack was given and received with praise and joy.
;)
And even the trolls were happy campers!
All Praise Bob! Hail Eris!
The right to offend is far more important than the right not to be offended. (Rowan Atkinson)
to the point made by a few about preventing trolls with various methods; while I'm not speaking for patrick v., I can tell you the attitude amoung those of us who have been and will allways be with slackware is that things like the forums should operate on comon sense and self discipline. If they can't operate in this manor, they shouldn't operate at all. This kind of belife is at the core of the slackware mentality. Slackware moves slowly and with great consideration with little thought outside influances. We like it that way.
:)
To the remarks of slackware alive, minority distro etc; slackware may not be the most widely used linux distro, but in my opinion, when all things are considered and stacked up, it's the best distro. Many will argue that different distro's are good for different applications, I fully agree, however, if only one could remain, it would have to be slackware. I'm not alone in this, I KNOW this becuase people tell me all the time it's true. Slackware users typically differ from other linux users in one distinct way...
redhat user: I tried slackware, it was ok, I also tried debian, phatlinux, mandrake and caldera.
slackware user: I installed slackware 5 years ago. debian seems cool and redhat made me angry to use so I gave it up after 3 hours. yeah, really just used slackware.
this is ranting... I'm tired.
download slackware. love it. or somthing
"fully active... as read only" sorry to be a nit picker, but.. it's what i'm good at.
Oh yeah. Now I remember. It was mostly those Debian losers who are responsible for that trolling. Slackware & FreeBSD beat Debian all the way.
Maybe the tactic is to publicize the forums enough so that all the slackware trolls go back to the forums and stop spreading their BS all over the internet.
You don't need to make your forums read-only or try to sue them! Forget moderation systems, those are for muggles!
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I hope every wanna-be sniper reads that article in Time Magazine.
The DC "snipers" were anything but. They were amateurs through and through, and showed no real knowledge or expertise in precision shooting.
I hope every nutcase who want to snipe does what they did... it will significantly limit their damage potential. Look at Charles Whitman, the University of Texas shooter. He did much more damage in a much shorter period of time, at much longer distances, and with MUCH greater accuracy than the DC snipers. He knew how to shoot, had the appropriate hardware to do it, and was motivated (he also got what he deserved).
This is often the problem with "free" information... you never know whether it's any good or not.
Caveat Emptor.
Even if a man chops off your hand with a sword, you still have two nice, sharp bones to stick in his eyes.
thinking that I was entering #slackers and not #slack, he informed me of this when asked.
a/s/l here. Sorry, adding domain tags to your s
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sAY sOmE mOEr uSElEsS sTUfF iF yUO pLAn oN sAYiNg aNy tHiNg mOeR aT aLL.
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Now that I can see that there are some lights on at Slackware, I'm going to help them polish their distro with some apps/scripts/customizations which would be Slack specific; I hope this development spurs more people to do the same, and also to create a dialogue for those who are seeking to help improve the distro. I know of a couple things that could use some work too... how about that rc.sysvinit which doesn't even work? Maybe replace it with an optional full SVR4 init system, or have the option for a kernel with an compiled boot logo. Perhaps even our own version of a package download tool (tgz-get?). Hopefully this will open the door to all that.
WARNING: DO NOT LET DR. MARIO TOUCH YOUR GENITALS. HE IS NOT A REAL DOCTOR.
Don't forget news:alt.os.linux.slackware, and news:alt.os.slakware
;)
But keeping those free of trolls is interesting fun.
Dirk stood in the Stanley
download slackware. love it. or somthing
Yeah, exactly that. I just love it - even after all these years. Slackware is something else.
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chmod ugo+rx /usr/local ??
:-)
I doubt that this would be a good idea
Autopkg.
And not forgetting the one at linux questions
Linux Help Network
Linux Entre Amis Which is french
Linux Pro Nederland
There must be more as well.
-- RTFM:Slackware::Beer:Saturday
irc.freenode.net #slackware has a lot of very friendly and helpful regulars.
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I installed slack back in 1995 and never looked back. NICE
I mean, maybe it's just me, but I think posting this on the front page is an open invitation to all the slashtrolls to go troll somewhere new. Doubly so since these forums already got shut down as a result of trolling beforehand.
Not me. I actually LIKE Patrick.
Wonder when the RedHat forums will be back up. They've been migrating these for about two years as well:
"You may have noticed some trouble logging in and posting issues at the support forums. We are currently migrating content and structure to a new system."
is there in any stock, un-patched Linux kernel, as obtained from kernel.org.
So pad're, Slackmolians got 2 forums and 23 users worldwide. Big fscking deal. Time for a convention. CRUNCH SPLAT OOZE oops sorry ... somebody just stepped on their bus. Didn't cut them any slack ... hehe
I can't get onto the forums! You killed them - you BASTARDS!!
Slow down, cowboy! It has been 4 hours since you last posted. You must wait another few hours.
Why are dependencies so farking hard to observe?
Because of cascading dependencies. One package may ultimately depend on updated versions of thirty or more other packages. That's where apt comes in.
Will I retire or break 10K?
Find a better ISP
Better ISP? That's not always a reasonable answer. In the United States of America, there is generally only one cable modem ISP in a given area, and DSL isn't available everywhere because of the 4 km distance limitation. Thus, switching to another high-speed ISP could cost $200,000, which includes all the costs of moving your family and getting a job in another state.
Will I retire or break 10K?
As a present to show our appretiation we will perform a dos attack on your servers, courtesy of the /. users.
Well, it comes down to this.. _IF_ it does attract "more" trolls then it seems to me either A.) they need to do the /. tactic or B.) they have to go back to read only.. so to me, its really makes no difference in posting it on /. where many linux users (specificly slackware users) might start reading/posting (again). But hopefully it will stay Troll free, but if not, OH WELL who cares, its shut down again for the same reason they had before..
To me Slackware has been the best distro ever created, and, I as well as many of the people responding to this are loyal to slackware...
Slack 3.0 damn... its been a long time.. but if I never had used it,I probably would of never had the love for linux I have today.. because redhat 4.0 just sucked... and any of the newer versions or any distro besides slack are way to user friendly when you want to be able to configure things how you want it... screw having a windows manager load by default and a GUI install WHO CARES.. I WANT my console thank you very much.. I beleve Slack will keep its dedicated user base for a very long time, because I am not alone in feeling this way..
I guess its kind of alike to the stories about dedicated Mac users eh?
...would allow downloads faster than 56 Kbps. There isn't enough time to download a complete ISO of an older version of the software before the connection gets dropped at the server end.
LinuxQuestions.org also has a Slackware forum and it's even recommended by Slackware.
I keep an this in my crontab to make sure my system is up to date.
urpmi.update -a ; urpmi --auto-select --auto
It checks for new packages and downloads and installs the new ones.
Hint: Before you can use urpmi.update, make sure you have something to update. Try urpmi.addmedia.
You are not entitled to your opinion. You are entitled to your informed opinion. -- Harlan Ellison
Exile them to Slackland!
stupid typo, i'm so UN-31337.
I typed 311t instead if 1337. but y'all probably figured that out.
make world, not war
I use slackware since 1996, mainly because I like its hand written script, freedom stability and that all.
And besides all that, it is really fast. I just dont know why. Im currently working on some C++ console stuff, and compiling the app in my PIII 700, 128MB running slack and gcc 2.95, it takes 2.5min. The same app, in a Celeron 1.3GHZ, 256MB with highly optimized all from source gentoo with gcc 3.2 takes impressive 6min. Another gentoo, with gcc 2.95 in a PIII 700MHZ and 128MB is even worse.
Not to say about how faster latex always is in a slack box, and XFree unbeatable stability.
I know, it doesn't make sense, but after 6 years working with several distributions, it just an empirically accepted thruth.
Keep going Patrick.
See, I'm talking about a full-screen boot logo. I know there are some out there who would consider this to be nancy, but I think it looks slick. I used this patch here and then adapted this image to a white 1024x768 canvas, with the image centered. If you want to see all the Slackware logos check out the propaganda link on the Slackware page. I also got dropline-gnome, a series of packages which contain Gnome 2.0, compiled on Slackware. While I don't use Gnome, I do like the new GDM greeter,so I created a cool Slack theme for it (well, I think it's cool). If anyone is interested in it, post a reply and I'll submit it to freshmeat or something.
WARNING: DO NOT LET DR. MARIO TOUCH YOUR GENITALS. HE IS NOT A REAL DOCTOR.
i once posted a lengthy thread to the forum, requesting help and asking if certain features were already implemented. my ip address was then banned from slackware.com and i was labeled a "troll" by Patrick himself. it almost made me stop using slackware entirely, and ever since i've realized exactly how self serving that distribution is. "trolls" ? sure. like i'm to believe Slackware is the only distribution in the history of the planet to have an incredibly large number of "trolls" on it's forums. Fuck the forums.
A full screen logo might look nice , but as with windows , if something goes wrong during boot and the machine hangs you'll have no chance of finding out where since you won't be able to see where it got to in the boot process.
You probably just need to update your current source instead of getting a new one. If the packages are changed or updated then you need the updated hdlist file(s) for your descriptions and dependency lists.
../base/hdlist.cz
Here is how to add a new one:
It doesn't matter which wm you use for this since Mandrake uses a unified menu in all.
Menu--> Configuration--> Packaging--> Software Sources Manager
Click add
select Security Updates
Press Select Mirror button or manually fill in.
Expand the country you want to download from and select mirror
It will download the hdlist.cz file with the packages info.
Click Ok. Click Save and Exit
You can also remove the existing one while you are in here if need be. Choose Mandrake Update in the Packaging menu to update your updates source.
My preferred method is command line though. I'll find a mirror online that I want and copy the url to the clipboard.
urpmi.addmedia --update medianame ftp://server/path/Mandrake/RPMS with
Most mirrors are setup like the CDs so you have to add 3 media sources if you want it complete. It is RPMS, RPMS2, RPMS3 with hdlist1.cz, hdlist2.cz and hdlist3.cz respectively. I usually do stealth1, stealth2 and stealth3 for the names of sources for the stealth.net ftp site. I like to setup a local mirror for the release files and ftp my updates from a good mirror. You can also use file://, http://, removable://, ftp:// for methods of retrieving your source. There is a --distrib swtch to automatically make all sources from a media.
urpmi.update sourcename will wget the updated hdlist file and take care of it for you. urpmi.removemedia sourcename will remove a source. Do either command without any switches to find the source name(s) you have setup.
While Slackware doesn't have the fuzzy GUI stuff at least the stuff that's there is working (as opposed to Mandrake!).
It works just fine if you know how to do it. Some people have made the same types of complaints about Slack when we both know that isn't correct. Mandrake's GUI and command line both work well now after some teething over the years. Most complaints came from the older releases which can be expected for a product before it matures. Mandrake's tendency to be on the bleeding edge in the past has burned them pretty good.
I hope this helps you figure out what you need.
I've seen people with new children before, they go from ultra happy to
looking like something out of a zombie film in about a week.
-- Alan Cox about Linus after his 2nd daughter
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