Now, it's true, I very strongly doubt you'll ever find his DNA.
There is plenty of His DNA on the rim of the Holy Grail. The CSI/NCIS folks always use this trick when offering a suspect a cup of coffee.
And the sweaty Shroud of Turing is dripping with DNA from Holy Secretions.
And there is even dried Holy Blood on the Holy Lance used by Tony Soprano's ancestors to extort protection money from Jesus, while he was on the cross.
And finally, most Christian Churches pass around DNA samples of His Body and Blood during church services, where they are consumed by members.
Gee, I manage my cloud over SSH tunnels. Authentication is done with public/private key pairs. No SSH root user login. In the rare cases that I need a GUI, it's VNC over an SSH tunnel.
NATO just dropped a few billion for one! Now SONY will have one! Where's yours!?!?!
I smell Y2k sized contract money now!
I am now a Anti-Cyber-Threat-Security-Response-Operations-Analysis-Coordination-Center Specialist!
In the train:
Passenger: "What line of work are you in?"
Me: "Cyber Security!"
Passenger: "Do I need that?"
Me: "Does your wife know about the email to your girlfriend on your laptop that I am reading right now?"
Passenger: "Ok, I'll buy some."
Passenger: "But do I need to wear that tinfoil hat . . . ?"
Just as light pollution is a problem for astronomers, Radio Spectrum Pollution is a problem for radio astronomers. Won't this be a big problem in South Africa?
With that constant drone of vuvuzelas, you can't hear a damn thing in that country.
. . . another man calls, "my spy satellite" . . .
As in:
"Hey, you destroyed my spy satellite!"
"Oh, sorry, it looked like space debris to me. I was just trying to tidy up a bit."
Google should just issue its own sovereign currency, called Quatloos, and mandate that as the only currency for any of their or their partners business. Google can not be forced to accept USD as a form of payment, as long as, according to US law "no debt has incurred." Quatloos can be exchanged for USD through licensed Google Quatloo Dealers . . . who are owned by Google. The exchange rate will be set . . . by Google. Google employees will be paid in . . . Google Quatloos.
Students of US history might remember that mining companies issued their own currencies during the late 1800's.
Reader of The Economist might recognize the value of having issuing debt that must be paid in a sovereign currency that you control. Google can inflate or deflate their currency as it suits them.
. . . don't waste money on useless textbooks or facilities! Give it to needy lawyers instead!
I really would have hoped that the ACLU and the other folks involved would have found a more pleasant way to settle this, without burning cash on litigation. At the end of all this, the only happy ones, will be the lawyers involved in the case, of course.
And lawyers are very good at copying previous lawsuits. What the tech industry calls, "patent infringement," the law industry calls, "precedent." So expect to see a lot more of these. Even threatening a lawsuit against a poor school system should be enough to scare them into a cash settlement out of court.
How the involved parties allowed this to escalate into the mess that it is, is beyond me. It must be idiots . . . all the way down.
1) Attach one tablet to your stomach and one to your back.
2) Open up a camera chat between them.
3) Put on a T-shirt with one bloody hole on the front, and one on the back, directly over the tablets.
4) It looks like someone shot a hole through you!
5) No profit, but plenty of laughs.
. . . and into private police uniforms where they belong!
Bobby Helmets, the new look for Hoodies, Next Generation.
Dim: Well. Well, well. Well, well, well, well, if it isn't little Alex. Long time no viddy, droog. How goes?
Alex: It's... it's impossible. I don't believe it.
Georgie: Evidence of the old glazzies. Nothing up their sleeves. No magic, little Alex. A job for two, who are now of job age. The police.
Towards the end of the Apollo 17 mission on 13 December 1972, Eugene Cernan and Harrison Schmitt - the last men to have set foot on the Moon - picked up a rock. President Richard Nixon ordered that the brick-sized rock be broken up into fragments and sent to 135 foreign heads of state and the 50 US states. Each "goodwill Moon rock" was encased in a lucite ball and mounted on a wooden plaque with the recipient nations' flag attached. There were 370 pieces gathered for this purpose from the two missions. Two hundred and seventy were given to nations of the world and 100 to the 50 US states. But 184 of these are lost, stolen or unaccounted for - 160 around the world and 24 in the US.
Oh, and maybe there is some kind of life in that Mars soil, that we don't understand. So bringing it back, and spreading it around the world would be an absolutely grand idea.
"We know now that there must be a single purpose! A single norm! A single approach! A single entity of peoples! A single virtue! A single morality! A single frame of reference! A single philosophy of government! We must cut out all that is different like a cancerous growth! It is essential in this society that we not only have a norm, but that we conform to that norm! Differences weaken us! Variations destroy us! An incredible permissiveness to deviation from this norm is what has ended nations and brought them to their knees! Conformity we must worship and hold sacred! Conformity is the key to survival! "
But do NOT lose the outdoor aspect. Camping, etc. Far, far too many kids have no clue what the "big green room with the blue and white ceiling" looks and smells like.
Isn't that what the Occupy movement is for . . . ?
"Sir, while you were using your 'solution to listen to music, change channels on the radio, send texts, or make calls,' you crashed your car, Sir. You have now transformed a 200,000€ automobile into scrap, Sir."
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Now, it's true, I very strongly doubt you'll ever find his DNA.
There is plenty of His DNA on the rim of the Holy Grail. The CSI/NCIS folks always use this trick when offering a suspect a cup of coffee.
And the sweaty Shroud of Turing is dripping with DNA from Holy Secretions.
And there is even dried Holy Blood on the Holy Lance used by Tony Soprano's ancestors to extort protection money from Jesus, while he was on the cross.
And finally, most Christian Churches pass around DNA samples of His Body and Blood during church services, where they are consumed by members.
Gee, I manage my cloud over SSH tunnels. Authentication is done with public/private key pairs. No SSH root user login. In the rare cases that I need a GUI, it's VNC over an SSH tunnel.
Any other ports?
It's tunnels. All the way down.
No more, no less.
Forgot about good motives.
This is all a question about money, and who gets it.
NATO just dropped a few billion for one! Now SONY will have one! Where's yours!?!?!
I smell Y2k sized contract money now!
I am now a Anti-Cyber-Threat-Security-Response-Operations-Analysis-Coordination-Center Specialist!
In the train:
Passenger: "What line of work are you in?"
Me: "Cyber Security!"
Passenger: "Do I need that?"
Me: "Does your wife know about the email to your girlfriend on your laptop that I am reading right now?"
Passenger: "Ok, I'll buy some."
Passenger: "But do I need to wear that tinfoil hat . . . ?"
. . . when they all end up unemployed, we will be treated with the best and wackiest "Occupy" ever!
Police Batons vs. Jedi Lightsabers
Gas Masks vs. Darth Vader Masks
. . . and then the little kid Darth Vader stops the Volkswagen Police Van
. . . More Profit for George Lucas!
Just as light pollution is a problem for astronomers, Radio Spectrum Pollution is a problem for radio astronomers. Won't this be a big problem in South Africa?
With that constant drone of vuvuzelas, you can't hear a damn thing in that country.
. . . another man calls, "my spy satellite" . . .
As in:
"Hey, you destroyed my spy satellite!"
"Oh, sorry, it looked like space debris to me. I was just trying to tidy up a bit."
Imagine no more: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cherry_2000
. . . now about that memory chip necessary . . .
Google should just issue its own sovereign currency, called Quatloos, and mandate that as the only currency for any of their or their partners business. Google can not be forced to accept USD as a form of payment, as long as, according to US law "no debt has incurred." Quatloos can be exchanged for USD through licensed Google Quatloo Dealers . . . who are owned by Google. The exchange rate will be set . . . by Google. Google employees will be paid in . . . Google Quatloos.
Students of US history might remember that mining companies issued their own currencies during the late 1800's.
Reader of The Economist might recognize the value of having issuing debt that must be paid in a sovereign currency that you control. Google can inflate or deflate their currency as it suits them.
It seems like a win-win all around!
For Google.
. . . can we update and patch them as well?
Mechanic: "I'm sorry, sir, but I need to replace the brick behind the wheel of your car to fix it . . . "
. . . don't waste money on useless textbooks or facilities! Give it to needy lawyers instead!
I really would have hoped that the ACLU and the other folks involved would have found a more pleasant way to settle this, without burning cash on litigation. At the end of all this, the only happy ones, will be the lawyers involved in the case, of course.
And lawyers are very good at copying previous lawsuits. What the tech industry calls, "patent infringement," the law industry calls, "precedent." So expect to see a lot more of these. Even threatening a lawsuit against a poor school system should be enough to scare them into a cash settlement out of court.
How the involved parties allowed this to escalate into the mess that it is, is beyond me. It must be idiots . . . all the way down.
1) Attach one tablet to your stomach and one to your back.
2) Open up a camera chat between them.
3) Put on a T-shirt with one bloody hole on the front, and one on the back, directly over the tablets.
4) It looks like someone shot a hole through you!
5) No profit, but plenty of laughs.
Dark matter needs to buck up, get it together, and move on, get on with the life.
Maybe it's some kind of Dark Matter "Occupy Galaxy", or something . . . ?
. . . and into private police uniforms where they belong!
Bobby Helmets, the new look for Hoodies, Next Generation.
Dim: Well. Well, well. Well, well, well, well, if it isn't little Alex. Long time no viddy, droog. How goes?
Alex: It's... it's impossible. I don't believe it.
Georgie: Evidence of the old glazzies. Nothing up their sleeves. No magic, little Alex. A job for two, who are now of job age. The police.
. . . like what happened with all those Moon rocks that they "can't find": http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-16909592 .
Towards the end of the Apollo 17 mission on 13 December 1972, Eugene Cernan and Harrison Schmitt - the last men to have set foot on the Moon - picked up a rock. President Richard Nixon ordered that the brick-sized rock be broken up into fragments and sent to 135 foreign heads of state and the 50 US states. Each "goodwill Moon rock" was encased in a lucite ball and mounted on a wooden plaque with the recipient nations' flag attached. There were 370 pieces gathered for this purpose from the two missions. Two hundred and seventy were given to nations of the world and 100 to the 50 US states. But 184 of these are lost, stolen or unaccounted for - 160 around the world and 24 in the US.
Pretty damn expensive novelty gifts. Couldn't we have given them "Pet Rocks http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pet_rock instead?
Oh, and maybe there is some kind of life in that Mars soil, that we don't understand. So bringing it back, and spreading it around the world would be an absolutely grand idea.
"We know now that there must be a single purpose! A single norm! A single approach! A single entity of peoples! A single virtue! A single morality! A single frame of reference! A single philosophy of government! We must cut out all that is different like a cancerous growth! It is essential in this society that we not only have a norm, but that we conform to that norm! Differences weaken us! Variations destroy us! An incredible permissiveness to deviation from this norm is what has ended nations and brought them to their knees! Conformity we must worship and hold sacred! Conformity is the key to survival! "
But do NOT lose the outdoor aspect. Camping, etc. Far, far too many kids have no clue what the "big green room with the blue and white ceiling" looks and smells like.
Isn't that what the Occupy movement is for . . . ?
In the case of cities, especially the smell part.
. . . doing it everywhere/with everything seems like a waste . . .
. . . but it's a fun waste . . .
. . . is now annexed by Finland!
The article does not say that the idea for a law needs to be sensible. Only that it needs support.
Just like a lot of governmental systems today, where support from special interests and lobby groups with cash can get a wacky idea passed into law.
Welcome to the Supporticism system of government!
Germany, Bildschirmtext (Btx) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bildschirmtext, where the Chaos Computer Club folks got started, WAY back . . .
Something makes me think that they will take the rest of us with them . . .
1. Velcro
2. self amalgamating rubber tape
3. Zippers
4. Gecko tape
Just a few that spring immediately to mind.
It sounds like you are planning a kinky S&M sex weekend . . . ?
Add in Angelina Jolie's leg, and you're all set.
. . . when their basement lairs are filled with compressed air!
. . . um, maybe it's time to think about moving into the attic . . .
North Korea thinks that it is getting food. Instead, . . .
240,000 metric tons of nutritional assistance
. . . consists of Happy Meals (with toys), Hostess Ding Dongs, Slurpees, Pork Skin Chips, Aerosol Easy Cheese, Chez Doodles, cotton candy, candy corn, etc.
These highly pre-post-processed sugary food stuffs will transform them into fat, lazy drones, unable to construct complicated nuclear weapons.
"Sir, while you were using your 'solution to listen to music, change channels on the radio, send texts, or make calls,' you crashed your car, Sir. You have now transformed a 200,000€ automobile into scrap, Sir."
"Shall I call an ambulance, Sir?"