Give an Internet Freedom Disk
An anonymous reader, perhaps the blogger himself, writes to tell us about a new blog aimed at getting non-techies excited over the idea of running from a Live CD. The blogger doesn't call it that, preferring instead "Internet Freedom Disk"; Linux is never mentioned. The submitter adds: "This is just a great gift to drop on your non-geek friends and potentially wake up a sleeping giant." Cheap, last-minute, and you can make them yourself. The blogger isn't selling anything; he provides links to Ubuntu and Knoppix Live CDs. Or pick your favorite.
If we don't support freedom, the terrorists have already won!
There are a few different IFD's out there. The geeks call them Live-CD's. They don't look to alive to me, but the geeks have a habit of choosing bad names for things, sad but true. You will have to know what an .iso file is and how to burn it. If that just scared you then just buy a large pizza with extra cheese and a six-pack of beer. Then invite your geek friend over to do it for you. This way is much easier and more fun.
So basically, once non-tech folks are excited about live-CDs and have downloaded the iso, they're freed and... need to con a geek into coming to their home to do the job because n00bs can't figure it out. Great, I'm sure countless people needed that advice.
"A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of" - Ogden Nash
Repeat after me.
Non-techies don't care about this shit.
Non-techies don't care about this shit.
Non-techies don't care about this shit.
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I like to use the "pots and pans" cycle even when there are no pots or pans in the load. I think it's more secure aginst streaks, spots, and other malcleaning. It also protects against the trojan spaghetti sauce that tends to stick after a "normal" cycle.
I know the detergent makers usually only support "normal" wash, but I've found that to be typical Cascade FUD - most of the time I can use exactly the same detergent, or in a pinch I can make my own.
I've tried and tried to get my aunts and uncles to switch over to "pots and pans" so they'll stop calling me when food remains stuck to their dishes, but they always forget and just set the dial to "normal" as soon as I leave. I never should have let on that I know anything about dishwashers.
Oh well.
Please, cut it with the fads. Just call it by its normal name -- an Internet French Disk.
Apology to Ubuntu forum.
It's called an Internet *French* Disk, you insensitive clod... oh wait... never mind, it is an Internet Freedom Disk.
Live CD is to "Internet Freedom Disk" as shovel is to "hand-held low-pollution manual excavation utility"
Shiny. Let's be bad guys.
Repeat after me.
You could save a lot of time by removing that other appendage instead.
Can you bail me out of jail?
Read the EFF's Fair Use FAQ
I just want to know if it's going to be compatible with my cups.
Meh. I have relatives that have done this to me. Specifically, they show me the part of the bible that they think is relevant to some recent woe in my life that I shared with them. When it is relevant I thank them for sharing their wisdom with me. When it isn't, I have a nice conversation with them about how they thought it was relevant and how it wasn't. Of course, what I never mention to them is that I'd love to read the bible more often, but it is just such poor writing that my brain won't tolerate it. It would be great if Neal Stephenson or Peter F. Hamilton or some equally great modern writer could rewrite the bible so it isn't so boring, tedious, cryptic, and, well, preachy. Then I could read about the coolest jew who ever lived without having to remember the difference between "shall" and "shant".
How we know is more important than what we know.
RETALIATION.
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"I think this chick bitches too much."
--Macbeth, Act III, Scene II
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... meet a girl late at night at a bar...
Back at her house she asks, "Have you got some, umm, Protection?"
"Yeah, in my wallet".
The night then proceeds in a manner that is disappointing to all concerned.
Not very interested, really. I generally keep Javascript turned off in my soul.