But... just to be an ass... what is to stop me from downloading their source code, making my own binaries and then rereleasing a "United Binary Linux" distro? That doesn't violate any license agreement that I know of.
Besides how many more deaths might this cause then cell-phones, driving down the road typing up a document in one eye and driving with the other.
Well I don't know about you but I got the feeling this wasn't exactly something that was going to be out "tomorrow". By the time this product is common place enough for people to have a use for it per your example, we wont be driving cars any more. The cars will be flying us to our destination.
Something like this is more likely to be realized in the not-so-distant future.
If EITHER of these things happen, then where are we
I don't know where you'll be but I'll be the same place I am today. Playing games on my console system and using my computer for applications. All it will take for me to never look at PC gaming again is decent Networking Support for consoles and an HDTV. (I admit - currently console games don't look as good on my television as they do on my 21" ViewSonic.) I'd much rather sit in my living room on the couch and play WarCraft III with my friends from out-of-state via my GameCube.
BBS's are soley responsible for bringing me into the world of computers. When I was 15 I had a C64 and a 300 baud modem (which even at the time was quite an antiquated setup). But if it hadn't been for that 300 baud modem I honestly believe my life would have taken an entirely different path. The first BBS I ever logged onto was a 6 line MBBS. I dialed up the BBS, created a new account and somehow stumbled into a chat room. I don't think I even realized I was logged on to another computer. I think I thought I was just inside of a program on my own system. But once the realization hit that I was talking to other people in real time through my computer, I was hooked... and the rest is history.
I *really* miss those BBS days. They were great. After about a year of being a user I jumped into the world of Sysop'ing and ran my own 10 line MBBS. At the time, 10 phone lines were a lot.:)
There's an MBBS project written in Perl called Fusion that I've been toying around with lately. Check it out if you were an MBBS/TradeWars junkie.
Or... instead of playing mind games with yourself - you could just realize that if you're a gamer, you spend more money on the hardware required to play games.
From the article: Another change seeks to curb about 90 percent of Windows XP piracy. Microsoft introduced Product Activation with the operating system, which uses a numeric key to lock the software to the hardware. But code stolen from a large Microsoft customer allowed rampant illegal Windows XP copying. People using Windows XP with the stolen key will not be able to apply the service pack or any future updates available from Microsoft's Web site.
Any bets on how long it takes for a crack to appear for the Service Pack? Or new ISO's of Windows XP with the Service Pack already applied?
For some reason, people keep thinking that better graphics = more fun. It doesn't!
If that were *completely* true there would never have been any reason to evolve beyond text based games or the Pong machine.
Kick butt graphics don't automatically make a great game, but it goes a long way adding to the overall experience. Go play an old flight simulator with blotchy graphics and compare it to a modern flight simulator. There's no contest.
If you trace back the roots of video games you will inevitably find that the mother of all video games was Pong. It should be no suprise then that Pong is to blame for setting the stage for all the violent video games that would follow. For anyone not familiar with Pong, I will paint a picture for you. Pong was a dark and sinister game. In order to set the mood for this game, the developers intentionally made it so that over 90% of screen is completely black. Don't be fooled by the simplicity of the graphics either. It was all part of their evil genius to lure you into one of the most horrible and violent experiences one can imagine. You and an opponent step into this dimly lit world and hurl a square block back and forth at each other seemingly for all eternity. Just as soon as you think you've won and the end is nigh, some wise-ass hits the reset button and this entire nightmare starts over.
As I said this was just the beginning. The atrocity that would follow in years to come would grow expodentially as time went on. Take for example Super Mario Brothers released by Nintendo in the mid 1980's. We all think of Mario as a harmless plumber who's only goal in life is to battle the evil Bowser and save the Princess. Think again. Mario and his cohorts define the very essence of violence and evilness that we've seen throughout the varios generations of video games. You think I'm wrong? Look more closely at the game next time you play it. Watch carefully as Mario obtains a flower there-by granting him powers that only a great dark magician would posess. The ability to summon fire out of nothingness and throw balls of flaming plasma at his enemies emulsifying them beyond recognition. The horror and torture doesn't stop there either but I can no longer tollerate these hellish images in my mind. I must go rest now.
The story begins in the year 2061, when a colossal computer has solved the earth's energy problems by designing a massive solar satellite in space that can beam the sun's energy back to earth. The AC (analog computer) is so large and advanced that its technicians have only the vaguest idea of how it operates. On a $5 bet, two drunken technicians ask the computer whether the sun's eventual death can be avoided or, for that matter, whether the universe must inevitably die. After quietly mulling over this question, the AC (analog computer) responds: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Centuries into the future, the AC has solved the problem of hyperspace travel, and humans begin colonizing thousands of star systems. The AC is so large that it occupies several hundred square miles on each planet and so complex that it maintains and services itself. A young family is rocketing through hyperspace, unerringly guided by the AC, in search of a new star system to colonize. When the father casually mentions that the stars must eventually die, the children become hysterical. "Don't let the stars die," plead the children. To calm the children, he asks the AC if entropy can be reversed. "See," reassures the father, reading the AC's response, the AC can solve everything. He comforts them by saying, "It will take care of everything when the time comes, so don't worry." He never tells the children that the AC actually prints out: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Thousands of years into the future, the Galaxy itself has been colonized. The AC has solved the problem of immortality and harnesses the energy of the Galaxy, but must find new galaxies for colonization. The AC is so complex that it is long past the point where anyone understands how it works. It continually redesings and improves its own circuits. Two members of the Galactic Council, each hundreds of years old, debate the urgent question of finding new galactic energy sources, and wonder if the universe itself is running down. Can entropy be reversed? they ask. The AC responds: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Millions of years into the future, humanity has spread across the uncountable galaxies of the universe. The AC has solved the problem of releasing the mind from the body, and human minds are free to explore the vastness of millions of galaxies, with their bodies safely stored on some long forgotten planet. Two minds accidentally meet each other in outer space, and casually wonder where among the uncountable galaxies humans originated. The AC, which is now so large that most of it has to be housed in hyperspace, responds by instantly transporting them to an obscure galaxy. They are disappointed. The galaxy is so ordinary, like millions of other galaxies, and the original star has long since died. The two minds become anxious because billions of stars in the heavens are slowly meeting the same fate. The two minds ask, can the death of the universe itself be avoided? From hyperspace, the AC responds: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Billions of years into the future, humanity consists of a trillion, trillion, trillion immortal bodies, each cared for by automatons. Humanity's collective mind, which is free to roam anywhere in the universe at will, eventually fuses into a single mind, which in turn fuses with the AC itself. It no longer makes sense to ask what the AC is made of or where in hyperspace it really is. "The universe is dying," thinks Man, collecitvely. One by one, as the stars and galaxies cease to generate energy, temperatures throughout the universe approach absolute zero. Man desperately asks if the cold and darkness slowly engulfing the galaxies mean its eventual death. From hyperspace, the AC answers: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
When Man asks the AC to collect the necessary data, it responds: "I will do so. I have been doing so for a hundred billion years. My predecessors have been asked this question many times. All the data I have remains insufficient."
A timeless interval passes, and the universe has finally reached its ultimate death. From hyperspace, the AC spends an eternity collecting data and contemplating the final question. At last, the AC disovers the solution, even though there is no longer anyone to give the answer. The AC carefully formulates a program, and then begins the process of reversing Chaos. It collects cold, interstellar gas, brings together the dead stars, until a gigantic ball is created.
Then, when its labors are done, from hyperspace the AC thunders: "Let their be light!" and there was light.
It's shameful that parents don't better inform their children about theft.
This is the dumbest argument I've ever heard. Downloading music online or copying your friends music CD is hardly the same thing as walking into a store and stealing.
Show me a thief that can walk up to my SUV that's parked out on the street somewhere and he can fire up his laptop, run a few commands and then have his own SUV which is an identicle copy of mine that he can then drive off in...leaving my SUV there unharmed and untouched.
Copying music or software is not stealing. Bashing the window out of my car, hotwiring the engine and then driving off is stealing.
OK I'll bite - why not. This has been fun. No point in stopping now.
Not going to bother quoting you like I have in the past. Just going to go line by line from top to bottom and use a mutilated form of English like you do.
What's an MSCP?
Got to have the last word - No... I'll get bored of you one of these days and will stop replying to you.
Karma - You're right I could care less about Karma on slashdot.
multiple slashdot accounts - Uhhh... if you say so.
dumb haircut and zits - I'm rubber and you're glue whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you.
you don't like to fight like this - Who's fighting?
majored in psychology/comp sci - You don't actually expect me to believe you made it out of grammer school do you?
my kind - Tell me more Dr. Frued
what was the original post about? - No idea...
leave the account open and allow the karma to go low - What's the point? Just post anonymously.
You are as equally ignorant as you are arrogant. The fact that you know how to install Linux doesn't mean that you have some kind of higher and superior intellect that other people are incapable of. All it means is that you are interested in something that other people aren't. I'm sorry if you're too stupid to understand this concept. If that's all you base your criteria for deciding someones intelligence on, than I'm quite certain I dwarf your pathetic accumulation of knowledge many times over. You've made it quite clear that the only real working knowlege you have is how to configure a GUI Linux Desktop. News flash - if you combine that knowledge with a quarter you would still be 10 cents short of being able to make a local phone call from a payphone. Go learn something of real value and then get back to me.
P.S. Based on your lack of communication skills, I suspect that you are actually quite a bit dumber than the average person. So I doubt that you have the mental capacity to comprehend anything I've said. Please don't bother replying with another lame and ridiculous rant. You sir are clearly a moron.
A Microsoft spokesman said, "Thing is, is that those root nameservers would all be fine if they were running Win2K DNS services. ":)
Actually they wouldn't. The data should never be going out in the first place. So even if the Win2K DNS services recognize and discard the information more properly (or improperly is probably more like it) than BIND does, it's still wasted bandwidth.
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First off: I'm not stating this is a good idea.
... just to be an ass ... what is to stop me from downloading their source code, making my own binaries and then rereleasing a "United Binary Linux" distro? That doesn't violate any license agreement that I know of.
But
Besides how many more deaths might this cause then cell-phones, driving down the road typing up a document in one eye and driving with the other.
Well I don't know about you but I got the feeling this wasn't exactly something that was going to be out "tomorrow". By the time this product is common place enough for people to have a use for it per your example, we wont be driving cars any more. The cars will be flying us to our destination.
Something like this is more likely to be realized in the not-so-distant future.
If EITHER of these things happen, then where are we
I don't know where you'll be but I'll be the same place I am today. Playing games on my console system and using my computer for applications. All it will take for me to never look at PC gaming again is decent Networking Support for consoles and an HDTV. (I admit - currently console games don't look as good on my television as they do on my 21" ViewSonic.) I'd much rather sit in my living room on the couch and play WarCraft III with my friends from out-of-state via my GameCube.
BBS's are soley responsible for bringing me into the world of computers. When I was 15 I had a C64 and a 300 baud modem (which even at the time was quite an antiquated setup). But if it hadn't been for that 300 baud modem I honestly believe my life would have taken an entirely different path. The first BBS I ever logged onto was a 6 line MBBS. I dialed up the BBS, created a new account and somehow stumbled into a chat room. I don't think I even realized I was logged on to another computer. I think I thought I was just inside of a program on my own system. But once the realization hit that I was talking to other people in real time through my computer, I was hooked... and the rest is history.
:)
I *really* miss those BBS days. They were great. After about a year of being a user I jumped into the world of Sysop'ing and ran my own 10 line MBBS. At the time, 10 phone lines were a lot.
There's an MBBS project written in Perl called Fusion that I've been toying around with lately. Check it out if you were an MBBS/TradeWars junkie.
This way, I can sort of trick myself
Or... instead of playing mind games with yourself - you could just realize that if you're a gamer, you spend more money on the hardware required to play games.
600 euros!?!? that's what? $25 USD
600 Euros = $562.863 USD
Toilet/Coriolis connection debunked here
... so relax.
Actually if you had read the link I posted it was debunked there as well. The entire thread was intended to amuse
Hahhaha.... quite amusing
I was wondering if anyone would get that. Hehehe... It's called the Coriolis Force
I heard the Xbox has a proprietary DVD player that spins backwards.
That's only for people who live south of the equator.
"when we should all be running LINUX anyway!"
Sorry but my mom has no business running Linux.
From the article: Another change seeks to curb about 90 percent of Windows XP piracy. Microsoft introduced Product Activation with the operating system, which uses a numeric key to lock the software to the hardware. But code stolen from a large Microsoft customer allowed rampant illegal Windows XP copying. People using Windows XP with the stolen key will not be able to apply the service pack or any future updates available from Microsoft's Web site.
Any bets on how long it takes for a crack to appear for the Service Pack? Or new ISO's of Windows XP with the Service Pack already applied?
For some reason, people keep thinking that better graphics = more fun. It doesn't!
If that were *completely* true there would never have been any reason to evolve beyond text based games or the Pong machine.
Kick butt graphics don't automatically make a great game, but it goes a long way adding to the overall experience. Go play an old flight simulator with blotchy graphics and compare it to a modern flight simulator. There's no contest.
And you claim this is more legible than perl?
o $@ read\}/than$(@)perl.
($Yes,#4$$python_(*||]]}()is|]|($easier)[(&%])t
it's HUGE! (Page 2 of the article: "At 1,280 pages
:)
Not as bad as it sounds.... The Harry Potter series approaches or exceeds 2,000 pages and I read them all in about a week.
If you trace back the roots of video games you will inevitably find that the mother of all video games was Pong. It should be no suprise then that Pong is to blame for setting the stage for all the violent video games that would follow. For anyone not familiar with Pong, I will paint a picture for you. Pong was a dark and sinister game. In order to set the mood for this game, the developers intentionally made it so that over 90% of screen is completely black. Don't be fooled by the simplicity of the graphics either. It was all part of their evil genius to lure you into one of the most horrible and violent experiences one can imagine. You and an opponent step into this dimly lit world and hurl a square block back and forth at each other seemingly for all eternity. Just as soon as you think you've won and the end is nigh, some wise-ass hits the reset button and this entire nightmare starts over.
As I said this was just the beginning. The atrocity that would follow in years to come would grow expodentially as time went on. Take for example Super Mario Brothers released by Nintendo in the mid 1980's. We all think of Mario as a harmless plumber who's only goal in life is to battle the evil Bowser and save the Princess. Think again. Mario and his cohorts define the very essence of violence and evilness that we've seen throughout the varios generations of video games. You think I'm wrong? Look more closely at the game next time you play it. Watch carefully as Mario obtains a flower there-by granting him powers that only a great dark magician would posess. The ability to summon fire out of nothingness and throw balls of flaming plasma at his enemies emulsifying them beyond recognition. The horror and torture doesn't stop there either but I can no longer tollerate these hellish images in my mind. I must go rest now.
"The Last Question" by Isaac Asimov.
The story begins in the year 2061, when a colossal computer has solved the earth's energy problems by designing a massive solar satellite in space that can beam the sun's energy back to earth. The AC (analog computer) is so large and advanced that its technicians have only the vaguest idea of how it operates. On a $5 bet, two drunken technicians ask the computer whether the sun's eventual death can be avoided or, for that matter, whether the universe must inevitably die. After quietly mulling over this question, the AC (analog computer) responds: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Centuries into the future, the AC has solved the problem of hyperspace travel, and humans begin colonizing thousands of star systems. The AC is so large that it occupies several hundred square miles on each planet and so complex that it maintains and services itself. A young family is rocketing through hyperspace, unerringly guided by the AC, in search of a new star system to colonize. When the father casually mentions that the stars must eventually die, the children become hysterical. "Don't let the stars die," plead the children. To calm the children, he asks the AC if entropy can be reversed. "See," reassures the father, reading the AC's response, the AC can solve everything. He comforts them by saying, "It will take care of everything when the time comes, so don't worry." He never tells the children that the AC actually prints out: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Thousands of years into the future, the Galaxy itself has been colonized. The AC has solved the problem of immortality and harnesses the energy of the Galaxy, but must find new galaxies for colonization. The AC is so complex that it is long past the point where anyone understands how it works. It continually redesings and improves its own circuits. Two members of the Galactic Council, each hundreds of years old, debate the urgent question of finding new galactic energy sources, and wonder if the universe itself is running down. Can entropy be reversed? they ask. The AC responds: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Millions of years into the future, humanity has spread across the uncountable galaxies of the universe. The AC has solved the problem of releasing the mind from the body, and human minds are free to explore the vastness of millions of galaxies, with their bodies safely stored on some long forgotten planet. Two minds accidentally meet each other in outer space, and casually wonder where among the uncountable galaxies humans originated. The AC, which is now so large that most of it has to be housed in hyperspace, responds by instantly transporting them to an obscure galaxy. They are disappointed. The galaxy is so ordinary, like millions of other galaxies, and the original star has long since died. The two minds become anxious because billions of stars in the heavens are slowly meeting the same fate. The two minds ask, can the death of the universe itself be avoided? From hyperspace, the AC responds: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
Billions of years into the future, humanity consists of a trillion, trillion, trillion immortal bodies, each cared for by automatons. Humanity's collective mind, which is free to roam anywhere in the universe at will, eventually fuses into a single mind, which in turn fuses with the AC itself. It no longer makes sense to ask what the AC is made of or where in hyperspace it really is. "The universe is dying," thinks Man, collecitvely. One by one, as the stars and galaxies cease to generate energy, temperatures throughout the universe approach absolute zero. Man desperately asks if the cold and darkness slowly engulfing the galaxies mean its eventual death. From hyperspace, the AC answers: "Insufficient data for a meaningful answer."
When Man asks the AC to collect the necessary data, it responds: "I will do so. I have been doing so for a hundred billion years. My predecessors have been asked this question many times. All the data I have remains insufficient."
A timeless interval passes, and the universe has finally reached its ultimate death. From hyperspace, the AC spends an eternity collecting data and contemplating the final question. At last, the AC disovers the solution, even though there is no longer anyone to give the answer. The AC carefully formulates a program, and then begins the process of reversing Chaos. It collects cold, interstellar gas, brings together the dead stars, until a gigantic ball is created.
Then, when its labors are done, from hyperspace the AC thunders: "Let their be light!" and there was light.
Hundreds of Internet radio stations and channels across America are shutting off their music streams on Wednesday, May 1st
Hundreds of broadcasters, thousands of listeners. I wonder how much bandwidth this will "free up" for the day?
You drive a SUV? Strike two.
A big pretty blue one with 4 wheel drive and a fluffy black and white penguin stuck to the back window.
It's shameful that parents don't better inform their children about theft.
This is the dumbest argument I've ever heard. Downloading music online or copying your friends music CD is hardly the same thing as walking into a store and stealing.
Show me a thief that can walk up to my SUV that's parked out on the street somewhere and he can fire up his laptop, run a few commands and then have his own SUV which is an identicle copy of mine that he can then drive off in...leaving my SUV there unharmed and untouched.
Copying music or software is not stealing. Bashing the window out of my car, hotwiring the engine and then driving off is stealing.
OK I'll bite - why not. This has been fun. No point in stopping now.
Not going to bother quoting you like I have in the past. Just going to go line by line from top to bottom and use a mutilated form of English like you do.
What's an MSCP?
Got to have the last word - No... I'll get bored of you one of these days and will stop replying to you.
Karma - You're right I could care less about Karma on slashdot.
multiple slashdot accounts - Uhhh... if you say so.
dumb haircut and zits - I'm rubber and you're glue whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you.
you don't like to fight like this - Who's fighting?
majored in psychology/comp sci - You don't actually expect me to believe you made it out of grammer school do you?
my kind - Tell me more Dr. Frued
what was the original post about? - No idea...
leave the account open and allow the karma to go low - What's the point? Just post anonymously.
I wont stop - (See above)
I look stupid - (See the rubber/glue comment)
Grow up - (See the rubber/glue comment)
average Windows user is below standard knowledge
You are as equally ignorant as you are arrogant. The fact that you know how to install Linux doesn't mean that you have some kind of higher and superior intellect that other people are incapable of. All it means is that you are interested in something that other people aren't. I'm sorry if you're too stupid to understand this concept. If that's all you base your criteria for deciding someones intelligence on, than I'm quite certain I dwarf your pathetic accumulation of knowledge many times over. You've made it quite clear that the only real working knowlege you have is how to configure a GUI Linux Desktop. News flash - if you combine that knowledge with a quarter you would still be 10 cents short of being able to make a local phone call from a payphone. Go learn something of real value and then get back to me.
P.S. Based on your lack of communication skills, I suspect that you are actually quite a bit dumber than the average person. So I doubt that you have the mental capacity to comprehend anything I've said. Please don't bother replying with another lame and ridiculous rant. You sir are clearly a moron.
This is way off topic of course...
Found it
Good to hear...
Here's a link to my skydiving photos. 105 jumps and no cutaways so far thank God.
why is this the first time that anyone's noticed this?
You think that just because you read this article on Slashdot today that it was "just noticed" as of yesterday or something?
A Microsoft spokesman said, "Thing is, is that those root nameservers would all be fine if they were running Win2K DNS services. " :)
Actually they wouldn't. The data should never be going out in the first place. So even if the Win2K DNS services recognize and discard the information more properly (or improperly is probably more like it) than BIND does, it's still wasted bandwidth.
A-38847, First cutaway 4-14-2002
Did you find your main or lose it the trees?