Maybe we should think about education or REAL healthcare solutions before we go all suburban housewife and dedicate outrageous resources to statistically insignificant and excessively emotional crime.
You saw the big circus over Chelsea King in San diego. Two cute girls dead and the whole fucking city shows up for a candlelight(soon to become torchlight) vigil. It was so disgusting, even the victims' family remarked that it turned their horrible loss into a insulting and condescending feeding frenzy of two-minute-haters pretending to feel their pain.
From that article:
It's very emotional," said Maurice DuBois who has been briefing search teams and offering support to the King family. "It brings us right back to the first week Amber went missing, all the chaos and fear.
Yeah, duh. Emotional, but not at all logical to exploit abuse or loss for political gain and dedicate exorbitant resources, especially during a budget crisis, to statistically insignificant crimes. Piracy and CP will be convenient reasons to screw everybody over as long as enough tools(suburban housewives etc.) can be manipulated emotionally by shit-mouthed political climbers.
Sorry, sparky, but you don't get to travel for business if you're making $9/hr.
As a Best Buy employee who is entering his sixth year of community college, I have to prove you wrong. I got an all-expenses-paid trip including a 3-night stay in a hotel and food allowance when I was in charge of the photo lab at another shit-job. Also, I beat you up in high school and get more pussy than you do.
But what does this all have to do with Israel? Jews are some of the worst customers a retail monkey will encounter. +5, informative
Okay, so you guys have the obligatory pandering fad-culture Simpson's episode just like the Brazilians. Speaking from an American's perspective, let me answer you:
I take that you do not know too much about India. I think it is short sighted to talk about a country you have not lived in for atleast few years. Whatever you think as true, might not be, you know.
You're right, and I'm willing to go to India for a few years. I'm an adventurous guy. But my job won't take me there and my vacation money is better spent in Europe.
I have lots of friends who went to USA, came back and do not want to go back there. Lest you think it is just anecdotal evidence...the overall quality of living actually is same or even lesser in developed economies compared to developing economies*...* Unless they are in poverty.
Nice caveat. After you define "poverty in India", I'll tell you this: once you have access to flush toilets and clean water, you tend to take even more pride in what you have.
The overall quality of life is determined by lots of factors - one of the most important being relations. Humans seems to be most happy with very close and extended families and lot of friends, which is usually lost in western cultures. Most of my friends are back here because they want to be home.
Because making love to a partner is SO much more fun with family in the house. You'll come to understand that too, remember a prior Slashdot article about the indians' love for searching for "sex" on the internet? Some of us like to leave the roost when we come of age lest we let momma dress us for the rest of our lives. But perhaps I'm just being a closed-minded ethnocentric pig.
Regarding creative output...We have our own genres of music, two of the most popular being Carnatic and hindustani...
That's nice, we have Jazz which is far more harmonically complex than the Hindustani emphasis on the single-line vocal portamento accompanied by droning. I'll give you rhythm, though. You guys got some wild time signatures. But, we also have rock and roll.
By the way, the Indians who have the resources to go to the USA are often insulated from their own poor. Credibility nullified.
Am I the only one out here that has noticed that where people have to work 18 hours a day supporting their families or belong to a lower caste, they are alraedy putting up with much bullshit? Even now, any Indian would wet themselves at the prospect of being able to work in America.
Still, India has a lot less of a stake in those matters than we do -- they're one of the developing economies getting all of the decent jobs, producing little creative output(in before Slumdog). As America's jobs are sold to the lowest bidder offshore, all that's left of America's economy will be its creative content.
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Sarcastic? Always been the opposite. Many of us stuck with Windows because it just worked. The.iso version of ubuntustudio still fails almost every step of the install, so ya gotta install vanilla ubuntu then apt-get ubuntustudio.
Partying was going on in a two-story cookie-cutter house in Thousand Oaks, California. The medium-sized crowd ebbed and flowed to the beats of Bob Marley, the Grateful Dead, and the albums of umpteen niggers who'd made it big blathering about bitches and bullets.
Roberto was a loveable microcephalic who was always invited to the parties because he was willing to perform clownish acts, often involuntarily, so that he could entertain the guests and barter his idiocy for some of that sweet, opalescent Columbian flake cocaine being doled out by the spoonful on the dinner table. Budweiser is the best beer to drink with cocaine as there's just something about its sharp back-palate taste which accentuates the drip of the cocaine, dissolving in snot, running down the back of the nasal passages and numbing the upper gums if not the entire forehead if the shit was good, before forming cocaethylene in the bloodstream.
The stupor was so infectious and prevalent that the young adult men lined up to compete against each other for the underleg region of Mara, a Catholic girl with genital warts. She didn't look bad, and tequila-soaked condoms would surely mitigate the pathogens responsible for causing cauliflower-crotch. Meanwhile, Roberto tossed some vomit across the kitchen floor in a line so perfect that its straightness was rivalled only by the white ones on the table, or perhaps the one Daniel Victor Jones painted across the 210 freeway when he incinerated his dog and blew his head off on live television in 1998.
The host of the party, Seb, didn't take kindly to Roberto's antics and insisted that Roberto chug a whole beer at once or else he would never see his expensive prescription glasses again. Roberto, afraid of puking again, took a nervous preliminary gulp before he unwittingly raised the beercan full of Seb's piss, chugging it all in one swing and finishing with a sigh of relief. Roberto was religious when it suited him, and so he attributed the absence of vomit to divine intervention. He would've realized the unfortunate truth had his consciousness drifted to artist Andres Serrano's Piss Christ if he had any sense of association. He received his glasses amidst a sea of roaring laughter.
As we traversed the hallway of the second floor, a bedroom door popped open and an unknown male staggered out of the bedroom and down the stairs while pulling up his pants. Inside the bedroom, the pungent air thick as a ghost, Mara reclined on the bed. Both of her arms were raised with her hands behind her head, revealing her flawless underarms which appeared to be airbrushed and showed no signs of irritation, perspiration, stubble, or residue as her left nipple peeked out above the covers. No condoms were seen anywhere in the room.
Mike, the resident idiot savant, wore a grin rivalling that of the Cheshire Cat. His smile was not purely one of happiness(though he was feeling good), he was showing the bruxism of nightlong cocaine abuse. Hours of cocaine abuse causes clenching and grinding of the teeth. This is not necessarily due to its action on the jaw, but its effect on the gums. It causes a dull, painless ache which leads to the urge to grab a steel scribe and pick the living hell out of the dental vestibules. Fortunately, most cocaine abusers fall asleep from exhaustion before they suffer the sensation of underskin bugs which are more of a tweeker(not cokehead) problem.
Mike had Tourette's syndrome. Whether or not the label was fabricated by his guilt ridden mother who used drugs while he was in utero was a matter of debate, but totally not appropriate for discussion then. What was fact, however, was that drugs affected Mike more than they affected the rest of us. Mike had a penchant for punk rock music, and so he invited us to give him a "wild haircut". We settled on a mullet wit
Instead of being a money pit, it will be a money generator. And that is where real progress is at.
Great, it's nice to know that hedge-fund managers and all of the C-level officers of Fanny, Freddie, and AIG will get to spend four times my annual salary* for a few minutes in sub-space.
Now give me +5. Of course, there are many other ways to record a line-in, but it sounds to me like submitter is very finicky and used to doing things one specific way. I have family who use a dual-deck CD burner because they're used to the whole tape-deck way of recording. They would rather make a mix CD by sticking 1 CD at a time and burning track-by-track than simply ripping all of their music to their $800 laptop(which they use only for internet and OpenOffice) and burning mix CD's from the library. I'll get off your lawn now.
DHS ICE/TSA/BP are not cops(police officers) who are concerned about their rapport with the communities in which they serve.
They are glorified thug security guards given license to threaten, intimidate, bully, harass average joes in the name of "national security." I know because I deal with those assholes and their checkpoints on a regular basis. It's a staring contest, and if you lose, you get pulled to the side while agents interrogate you and rummage through your vehicle, often with dogs. That's not even counting the false positives when they bring out the dogs to begin with. And if you don't think that's a problem then try explaining to your boss who saw the dogs pawing at your car before you were pulled over to secondary and yanked out of your car humiliated.
Those of you Southern California folks know exactly what I'm talking about if you've driven through the I-8 checkpoint in the mountains outside of Pine Valley. First, you drive past a sign that says "Terrorist threat level - Yellow", then you drive past another sign that says "keeping America Safe - X pounds of drugs confiscated, X citations issued, X illegal immigrants detained, X DUIs referred to CHP, etc."
The/b/-tard is but one aspect of us. Most of us are caring, empathetic, logical, intelligent and/or educated, and function in real-life. Embracing, expressing, and living in harmony with one's dark side is a sign of balance and health. Having masturbated in private to depections of questionable situations or posting insanely clever racist jokes based on reality are not abnormal.
Problems arise when the dark side is swept under the rug instead of acknowledged and understood. The repression and cognitive dissonance has a way of catastrophically exploding in peoples' faces -- just ask Larry Craig, Mick Foley, or the Catholic priests. The assholes who dedicate their lives to fighting and speaking out against what they fear most about themselves.
should not have a standard deviation of more than 1/3rd of the average blood sugar reading.
Additionally, it's unclear what was meant. Did he mean that the blood-sugar reading should not be outside +/-.33% of the population mean? Did he mean that his score should not be outside +/-.33% of the population standard deviation? Either the poster or his doctor has been talking out his ass.
That's not what people become shrinks for, though. They want to sit in their office, put people on their couch (or, more modern, in a comfy chair) and get 100 bucks an hour for listening to some idiot whine.
No, shrinks don't even listen to whining, they just roll the pills. Listening to whining is what counselors are for, and they may cost extra depending on your insurance.
When a student has never calculated a standard deviation by hand, how can they be expected to know what the heck a root mean square deviation from the sample mean really is?
It works both ways. If you're making them do calculations by hand when they get to linear regression[1] and Spearman's rank correlation coefficient(w/ties)[2], then you're a sadist and you'll turn a lot of young minds off to statistics.
s = sample standard deviation = sqrt((sum(x-xbar)^2)/(n-1)), where xbar is the mean
sigma = population standard deviation = sqrt((sum(x-mu)^2)/N), where mu is the mean
s is approximately equal to (highestValue-lowestValue)/4, range rule of thumb
Unusual values are outside +/- 2 standard deviations
Z = ((x-mu)/sigma) where Z is in terms of standard deviations.
But after 15 or 20 people post "it's clean as far as I can tell" then no.
Likewise, if the first person posts "this ate my machine" or "my virus scanner detects "BLAH" in this" then it's not safe.
What if the posters are just shills who want people to download their malware? What if the alarmists are RIAA shills who want to discourage people from downloading? What if the alarmists are naive or if their software throws false positives? I frequently see a lot of back-and-forth arguments in the comments sections of TPB torrents. The fact is that you have only your gut to trust, as even your malware scanner may miss it.
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Also, fuckin' hypocrite.
You saw the big circus over Chelsea King in San diego. Two cute girls dead and the whole fucking city shows up for a candlelight(soon to become torchlight) vigil. It was so disgusting, even the victims' family remarked that it turned their horrible loss into a insulting and condescending feeding frenzy of two-minute-haters pretending to feel their pain. From that article:
Yeah, duh. Emotional, but not at all logical to exploit abuse or loss for political gain and dedicate exorbitant resources, especially during a budget crisis, to statistically insignificant crimes. Piracy and CP will be convenient reasons to screw everybody over as long as enough tools(suburban housewives etc.) can be manipulated emotionally by shit-mouthed political climbers.
As a Best Buy employee who is entering his sixth year of community college, I have to prove you wrong. I got an all-expenses-paid trip including a 3-night stay in a hotel and food allowance when I was in charge of the photo lab at another shit-job. Also, I beat you up in high school and get more pussy than you do.
But what does this all have to do with Israel? Jews are some of the worst customers a retail monkey will encounter.
+5, informative
They sound like a bunch of Rockstars to me...
You're right, and I'm willing to go to India for a few years. I'm an adventurous guy. But my job won't take me there and my vacation money is better spent in Europe.
Nice caveat. After you define "poverty in India", I'll tell you this: once you have access to flush toilets and clean water, you tend to take even more pride in what you have.
Because making love to a partner is SO much more fun with family in the house. You'll come to understand that too, remember a prior Slashdot article about the indians' love for searching for "sex" on the internet? Some of us like to leave the roost when we come of age lest we let momma dress us for the rest of our lives. But perhaps I'm just being a closed-minded ethnocentric pig.
That's nice, we have Jazz which is far more harmonically complex than the Hindustani emphasis on the single-line vocal portamento accompanied by droning. I'll give you rhythm, though. You guys got some wild time signatures. But, we also have rock and roll. By the way, the Indians who have the resources to go to the USA are often insulated from their own poor. Credibility nullified.
Am I the only one out here that has noticed that where people have to work 18 hours a day supporting their families or belong to a lower caste, they are alraedy putting up with much bullshit? Even now, any Indian would wet themselves at the prospect of being able to work in America.
Still, India has a lot less of a stake in those matters than we do -- they're one of the developing economies getting all of the decent jobs, producing little creative output(in before Slumdog). As America's jobs are sold to the lowest bidder offshore, all that's left of America's economy will be its creative content.
You sound so gay.
Sarcastic? Always been the opposite. Many of us stuck with Windows because it just worked. The .iso version of ubuntustudio still fails almost every step of the install, so ya gotta install vanilla ubuntu then apt-get ubuntustudio.
Partying was going on in a two-story cookie-cutter house in Thousand Oaks, California. The medium-sized crowd ebbed and flowed to the beats of Bob Marley, the Grateful Dead, and the albums of umpteen niggers who'd made it big blathering about bitches and bullets.
Roberto was a loveable microcephalic who was always invited to the parties because he was willing to perform clownish acts, often involuntarily, so that he could entertain the guests and barter his idiocy for some of that sweet, opalescent Columbian flake cocaine being doled out by the spoonful on the dinner table. Budweiser is the best beer to drink with cocaine as there's just something about its sharp back-palate taste which accentuates the drip of the cocaine, dissolving in snot, running down the back of the nasal passages and numbing the upper gums if not the entire forehead if the shit was good, before forming cocaethylene in the bloodstream.
The stupor was so infectious and prevalent that the young adult men lined up to compete against each other for the underleg region of Mara, a Catholic girl with genital warts. She didn't look bad, and tequila-soaked condoms would surely mitigate the pathogens responsible for causing cauliflower-crotch. Meanwhile, Roberto tossed some vomit across the kitchen floor in a line so perfect that its straightness was rivalled only by the white ones on the table, or perhaps the one Daniel Victor Jones painted across the 210 freeway when he incinerated his dog and blew his head off on live television in 1998.
The host of the party, Seb, didn't take kindly to Roberto's antics and insisted that Roberto chug a whole beer at once or else he would never see his expensive prescription glasses again. Roberto, afraid of puking again, took a nervous preliminary gulp before he unwittingly raised the beercan full of Seb's piss, chugging it all in one swing and finishing with a sigh of relief. Roberto was religious when it suited him, and so he attributed the absence of vomit to divine intervention. He would've realized the unfortunate truth had his consciousness drifted to artist Andres Serrano's Piss Christ if he had any sense of association. He received his glasses amidst a sea of roaring laughter.
As we traversed the hallway of the second floor, a bedroom door popped open and an unknown male staggered out of the bedroom and down the stairs while pulling up his pants. Inside the bedroom, the pungent air thick as a ghost, Mara reclined on the bed. Both of her arms were raised with her hands behind her head, revealing her flawless underarms which appeared to be airbrushed and showed no signs of irritation, perspiration, stubble, or residue as her left nipple peeked out above the covers. No condoms were seen anywhere in the room.
Mike, the resident idiot savant, wore a grin rivalling that of the Cheshire Cat. His smile was not purely one of happiness(though he was feeling good), he was showing the bruxism of nightlong cocaine abuse. Hours of cocaine abuse causes clenching and grinding of the teeth. This is not necessarily due to its action on the jaw, but its effect on the gums. It causes a dull, painless ache which leads to the urge to grab a steel scribe and pick the living hell out of the dental vestibules. Fortunately, most cocaine abusers fall asleep from exhaustion before they suffer the sensation of underskin bugs which are more of a tweeker(not cokehead) problem.
Mike had Tourette's syndrome. Whether or not the label was fabricated by his guilt ridden mother who used drugs while he was in utero was a matter of debate, but totally not appropriate for discussion then. What was fact, however, was that drugs affected Mike more than they affected the rest of us. Mike had a penchant for punk rock music, and so he invited us to give him a "wild haircut". We settled on a mullet wit
Great, it's nice to know that hedge-fund managers and all of the C-level officers of Fanny, Freddie, and AIG will get to spend four times my annual salary* for a few minutes in sub-space.
* If I had a job, that is.
Agreed. Hearing an overdriven amp for the first time tends to turn these into this.
SOLVED.
Now give me +5. Of course, there are many other ways to record a line-in, but it sounds to me like submitter is very finicky and used to doing things one specific way. I have family who use a dual-deck CD burner because they're used to the whole tape-deck way of recording. They would rather make a mix CD by sticking 1 CD at a time and burning track-by-track than simply ripping all of their music to their $800 laptop(which they use only for internet and OpenOffice) and burning mix CD's from the library. I'll get off your lawn now.
Man, that's hardcore. Do you shit yourself in your sleep?
DHS ICE/TSA/BP are not cops(police officers) who are concerned about their rapport with the communities in which they serve.
They are glorified thug security guards given license to threaten, intimidate, bully, harass average joes in the name of "national security." I know because I deal with those assholes and their checkpoints on a regular basis. It's a staring contest, and if you lose, you get pulled to the side while agents interrogate you and rummage through your vehicle, often with dogs. That's not even counting the false positives when they bring out the dogs to begin with. And if you don't think that's a problem then try explaining to your boss who saw the dogs pawing at your car before you were pulled over to secondary and yanked out of your car humiliated.
Those of you Southern California folks know exactly what I'm talking about if you've driven through the I-8 checkpoint in the mountains outside of Pine Valley. First, you drive past a sign that says "Terrorist threat level - Yellow", then you drive past another sign that says "keeping America Safe - X pounds of drugs confiscated, X citations issued, X illegal immigrants detained, X DUIs referred to CHP, etc."
My bro just got FiOS and from what I saw on the router, not only was there are a 5-digit SSID, but the default encryption was WEP.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and Adolf Hitler both wrote some interesting stuff while they were locked up.
The /b/-tard is but one aspect of us. Most of us are caring, empathetic, logical, intelligent and/or educated, and function in real-life. Embracing, expressing, and living in harmony with one's dark side is a sign of balance and health. Having masturbated in private to depections of questionable situations or posting insanely clever racist jokes based on reality are not abnormal.
Problems arise when the dark side is swept under the rug instead of acknowledged and understood. The repression and cognitive dissonance has a way of catastrophically exploding in peoples' faces -- just ask Larry Craig, Mick Foley, or the Catholic priests. The assholes who dedicate their lives to fighting and speaking out against what they fear most about themselves.
"The only winning move is not to play."
(from War Games)
Mod Parent and GP down - everybody knows that synthehol isn't as good as the real thing.
Additionally, it's unclear what was meant. Did he mean that the blood-sugar reading should not be outside +/- .33% of the population mean? Did he mean that his score should not be outside +/- .33% of the population standard deviation? Either the poster or his doctor has been talking out his ass.
No, shrinks don't even listen to whining, they just roll the pills. Listening to whining is what counselors are for, and they may cost extra depending on your insurance.
It works both ways. If you're making them do calculations by hand when they get to linear regression[1] and Spearman's rank correlation coefficient(w/ties)[2], then you're a sadist and you'll turn a lot of young minds off to statistics.
[1] (n*Sigma*X*Y - (SigmaX)(SigmaY)) / (nSigmaX^2 - (SigmaX)^2)
[2] ((n*Sigma*x*y)-(SigmaX)(SigmaY))/(Sqrt(n(SigmaX^2)-(SigmaX)^2))*((Sqrt(n(SigmaY^2)-(SigmaY)^2))
s = sample standard deviation = sqrt((sum(x-xbar)^2)/(n-1)), where xbar is the mean
sigma = population standard deviation = sqrt((sum(x-mu)^2)/N), where mu is the mean
s is approximately equal to (highestValue-lowestValue)/4, range rule of thumb
Unusual values are outside +/- 2 standard deviations
Z = ((x-mu)/sigma) where Z is in terms of standard deviations.
What if the posters are just shills who want people to download their malware? What if the alarmists are RIAA shills who want to discourage people from downloading? What if the alarmists are naive or if their software throws false positives? I frequently see a lot of back-and-forth arguments in the comments sections of TPB torrents. The fact is that you have only your gut to trust, as even your malware scanner may miss it.
Yeah, but...can it run Norton 360 4.0 without dropping any frames?