Imagine pointing the wand at your receiver and giving an upward flitting motion and the receiver bumps up the volume. or flick to the right and it changes stations or goes to the next track. Twirl it in a circle clockwise to turn on or counterclockwise to turn off etc.
. . . I'm imagining hurling the thing at my television, which is showing politicians making lame excuses about why they used taxpayer money to clean the moats of their private residences (and other wacky stuff). And that the politician can actually feel the pain when the wand hits the screen.
. . . so ban it. If I really need it, I'll write my own. What happened when the US banned alcohol? Bootlegged Moonshine.
" . ..do you think it will restrict the creativity of the programmer?"
Quite the opposite, it will inspire them to find other creative ways around the restrictions.
Oh, and you can grep your code and say, "Look! No memcpy()! I'm secure!" But what about self-written functions that does the same thing as memcpy(), with 1,000 different names?
"US Navy SEALs, armed with baby monitors, successfully attacked and destroyed the North Korean Iranian Al Qaida scary nuclear weapons plant, by disrupting their communications command and control systems . . . by using the baby monitors."
"A Pentagon spokesman declined to comment that a Defense Department Special Warfare Squad was being trained exclusively with RC toy equipment obtained from 'Toys R Us.'"
"Although an anonymous comment from a person familiar with the situation, stated 'That truck that can flip over is real cool.'"
Proof-based mathematics vs. faith-based mathematics gets ugly, real fast.
I guess that goes for any proof-based science vs. faith-based science. And their appropriate school books.
Although, I must admit, during my differential equations final exam, I think that some of my answers were definitely faith-based.
Good riddance to differential equations! Not that I want to ruffle any feathers, but I wouldn't recognize the "Differential Equation Rapture," if it popped up and slapped me in the face.
Let alone, being able to classify and solve it.
Wow! Could submarines use this . . . ?
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. . . you can bet your hairy ass they do! They generate sound to exactly cancel out the sound of their propellers.
. . . so that sound cancellation technology on your ear buds was pioneered/sponsored by the DoD back in the early '60s. It even used some of that newfangled "transistor" technology.
Maybe the "Get Smart" gag was just misinformation to convince the Russians that the idea was asinine and would never work?
. . . to the left or the right . . . it makes a full circle over the top and lands back on the other side. Too much socialism turns into fascism; too much fascism turns into socialism.
. . . he only got fired, instead of being shot. In countries with a "State News Agency," The press is just another department of the government anyway. Criticizing the government may be hazardous to your health, but the journalists know that, and would never dare to do so.
Here it seems to be an indirect "family" relationship, in the Soprano sense of the word, which the poor journalist didn't know about.
I don't think you'll be hearing much criticism of Sarkozy on TF1 any more.
My father worked for RCA at a remote location in South Jersey (Gibsboro). One week, they put up a chain link fence around the place. Over the weekend, the fence disappeared. I guess "Soprano Fencing" was a bad choice of a contractor.
He is making money for himself, but he seems to be doing a lot of good for people, as well.
The world could do with a couple more of him.
I looked at the floor plans, and thought that it would be a great place to buy for vacations.
But, alas, the 3-D animation was slashdotted. So other Slashdotters seem to be thinking the same thing. And I certainly do not want to be living next to Slashdotters. All that noise from "vi or emacs" arguments next door, and the Slashdot residents would be permantly wigged out at living above ground, as opposed to in their parents' basements.
I hope Google doesn't run Chrome ads in the country where I live. I already am the involuntary user help desk, for relatives, friends, their friends, etc.
I can hear the calls already: "Hello? PolygamousRanchKid? I saw this ad from Google on TV . . . can you install Google on my computer? This means that I can watch all that stuff from Google without an Internet connection anymore, so I don't need to pay those monthly fees anymore, right?"
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I asked: "My mother and your mother were hanging out clothes. My mother punched your mother right in the nose. What color blood came out?"
WolframAlpha answered: "Wolfram|Alpha isn't sure what to do with your input."
I guess folks say that to me a lot, though, whenever I ask them something.
Google with the same question gave me a link to "Ghastly Games," which I though was pretty amusing.
So it depends on what type of service you are looking for on the Internet . . . answers to serious questions, or just plain amusement.
Sounds like a good BDSM porno. The electrodes go well with the ball and chain and magic wand.
I'm glad that I wasn't the only one to notice this BDSM trend today on Slashdot.
I was beginning to think that I should cut back on my DMT consumption.
Next we might see a post about advertising these electrode ball and chain magic wand services on Craigslist.
Indeed. I think more modern techniques should be offered.
Home Waterboarding?
Nothing inspires the will to learn in a child like the fear of drowning.
Imagine pointing the wand at your receiver and giving an upward flitting motion and the receiver bumps up the volume. or flick to the right and it changes stations or goes to the next track. Twirl it in a circle clockwise to turn on or counterclockwise to turn off etc.
. . . I'm imagining hurling the thing at my television, which is showing politicians making lame excuses about why they used taxpayer money to clean the moats of their private residences (and other wacky stuff). And that the politician can actually feel the pain when the wand hits the screen.
Now that is what I call political accountability.
And now, eliminating all human-to-human interaction, we watch computers play games.
Well, we can still watch people program computers to play games, can't we?
" . . . and the programmer seems to be reaching for a pointer . . . what an exciting programming round!"
If we add blood and free bread, it might be a hit with the masses.
. . . is the next step in this study, I guess. If we were all radiation resistant, we could ditch fossil fuels and switch to nuclear.
Radioactive waste? I eat it for breakfast.
And my stomach functions as a breeder reactor, so my shit can be used to generate even more power.
Top that.
. . . except that nobody will be able to read this post anyways, as that IBM thingie will present this text as "white on white."
If the fossils are 47 million years old, they had about 45 million years in which to migrate.
. . . of course, they might have been carried by a unladen European Swallow from Africa to Germany . . .
. . . so ban it. If I really need it, I'll write my own. What happened when the US banned alcohol? Bootlegged Moonshine.
" . . .do you think it will restrict the creativity of the programmer?"
Quite the opposite, it will inspire them to find other creative ways around the restrictions.
Oh, and you can grep your code and say, "Look! No memcpy()! I'm secure!" But what about self-written functions that does the same thing as memcpy(), with 1,000 different names?
They might get the current build of the game, though.
Unfortunately, the current build only runs on GNU Hurd . . .
Maybe if these kids had parents that didn't sit around watching TV every night while eating their take out dinner there wouldn't be a problem?
No, instead their parents spend all night in the gym and/or running half/full marathons . . . thus, making their kids fat.
Maybe we need a tax on fitness activities to curb kids' obesity?
You might notice that these arguments make as little sense as those in the article.
. . . people make themselves fat. A fair "fat tax" would tax fat folks, and not stuff that skinny puppies also happen to buy/consume as well.
Yeah, let's have another go at trying to disassociate people from their own behavior.
"No, it's not your fault that you're fat! It's those low taxes on DVDs! It's their fault!"
They measure the user with eye trackers, galvanic skin response, and force sensors to find a CPU frequency that the user is satisfied with.
Um, . . . yeah . . . okay . . .
"The Empathic Systems Project"
Oh, what a giveaway . . . "I'd like to buy some empathy . . ."
Part of my daily duties as a systems administrator was auditing connection logs for odd behavior. Don't admins do that anymore?
This is a bit of a dilemma, if the systems administrator and the hacker are one in the same person.
"US Navy SEALs, armed with baby monitors, successfully attacked and destroyed the North Korean Iranian Al Qaida scary nuclear weapons plant, by disrupting their communications command and control systems . . . by using the baby monitors."
"A Pentagon spokesman declined to comment that a Defense Department Special Warfare Squad was being trained exclusively with RC toy equipment obtained from 'Toys R Us.'"
"Although an anonymous comment from a person familiar with the situation, stated 'That truck that can flip over is real cool.'"
Proof-based mathematics vs. faith-based mathematics gets ugly, real fast.
I guess that goes for any proof-based science vs. faith-based science. And their appropriate school books.
Although, I must admit, during my differential equations final exam, I think that some of my answers were definitely faith-based.
Good riddance to differential equations! Not that I want to ruffle any feathers, but I wouldn't recognize the "Differential Equation Rapture," if it popped up and slapped me in the face.
Let alone, being able to classify and solve it.
. . . you can bet your hairy ass they do! They generate sound to exactly cancel out the sound of their propellers.
. . . so that sound cancellation technology on your ear buds was pioneered/sponsored by the DoD back in the early '60s. It even used some of that newfangled "transistor" technology.
Maybe the "Get Smart" gag was just misinformation to convince the Russians that the idea was asinine and would never work?
Could this have any applications there?
"Well, I wasn't expecting The Spanish Mathematician . . ."
. . . to the left or the right . . . it makes a full circle over the top and lands back on the other side. Too much socialism turns into fascism; too much fascism turns into socialism.
. . . he only got fired, instead of being shot. In countries with a "State News Agency," The press is just another department of the government anyway. Criticizing the government may be hazardous to your health, but the journalists know that, and would never dare to do so.
Here it seems to be an indirect "family" relationship, in the Soprano sense of the word, which the poor journalist didn't know about.
I don't think you'll be hearing much criticism of Sarkozy on TF1 any more.
My father worked for RCA at a remote location in South Jersey (Gibsboro). One week, they put up a chain link fence around the place. Over the weekend, the fence disappeared. I guess "Soprano Fencing" was a bad choice of a contractor.
"Hey, Tony, whadda I do wid dis fence?"
If you can see it, and it's there, it's real.
If you can see it, but it's not there, it's virtual.
If you can't see it, and it's not there, it's gone.
Which applies to the state of this fence?
. . . Ratan Tata will soon be known as the William Levitt of India: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Levitt. Maybe he thought up that idea during his Harvard days.
He is making money for himself, but he seems to be doing a lot of good for people, as well.
The world could do with a couple more of him.
I looked at the floor plans, and thought that it would be a great place to buy for vacations.
But, alas, the 3-D animation was slashdotted. So other Slashdotters seem to be thinking the same thing. And I certainly do not want to be living next to Slashdotters. All that noise from "vi or emacs" arguments next door, and the Slashdot residents would be permantly wigged out at living above ground, as opposed to in their parents' basements.
I hope Google doesn't run Chrome ads in the country where I live. I already am the involuntary user help desk, for relatives, friends, their friends, etc.
I can hear the calls already: "Hello? PolygamousRanchKid? I saw this ad from Google on TV . . . can you install Google on my computer? This means that I can watch all that stuff from Google without an Internet connection anymore, so I don't need to pay those monthly fees anymore, right?"
I am, of course, kidding, but only slightly.
That's definitely another option: http://www.princeton.edu/main/admission-aid/