Gorman has run for president of ALA several times before. He's a cataloger, the most antisocial category of librarian. His non-cataloging works are mostly extended trolls; he's basically been a glorified cheerleader for Luddite librarians for years now.
I guess that it's fitting that he's finally got elected to a figurehead position at a useless organization. ALA has only one useful function, and that's the Office of Intellectual Freedom, which has been under constant attack not only from without the organization but also from within by conservative librarians who constantly threaten to walk, but unfortunately don't. The rest of ALA is a bloated bureaucracy that can't figure out how to put on a decent conference to save its life. Most of its members belong to it only because membership is required in order to belong to one of its sections, such as the Public Library Association or ACRL, that would have been decent stand-alone associations if they hadn't been swallowed up by ALA. Gorman and his ilk are dinosaurs, and the Internet is their meteorite.
Worf didn't become security chief for DS9; he became Federation Ambassador to the Klingon Empire. Of course, that's even worse, from a continuity perspective; no explanation about why he went back in after giving up his commission.
- I find it funny that people are now all concerned about the iPod issue, as if there is something wrong with it, and considering buying other music players because of it, when much of the time, the other music players they're considering have integrated batteries as well - and no way to replace them! (As opposed to the numerous different ways of handling iPod batteries.) Not to mention that the competitive products are generally viewed as second-rate, at best.
I swear that I wouldn't post one of these "M$ is the debbil" replies, but it seems that Neistat's site came up--and started getting more attention than Paris Hilton in bed with an orangutan--right around the time that a certain very large corporation unveiled its own media player. I'm just sayin'.
Ichihashi-son used as inspiration James Bond and the future of what technology could be. But Ichihashi-son stated that this is closer to reality than what appears in the 007 movies.
I think he used the Revenge of the Nerd movies. Next up: the slide-rule server.
Too complicates, too kryptisch and too little multicolored - not everyday life-suited, Windows Hardliner say about Linux. We tried out, as well Linux laymen master their daily tasks with the free operating system. So that you can make yourselves a picture, gibts the Knoppix on the booklet CD: Start without installation of CD and loose-put!
...is that the first part of the introduction to the article is exactly the same as the first paragraph of the article itself. I wish I had that editor's job; must beat workin'.
So, I could spend tall coin on a couple of gussied-up RC robots, or I could lay down $250 on a top-of-the-line Roomba and pick up a Bentley Turbo R and some high-class hookers with the change. What to do, oh, what to do?
As she huddled with a group of nervous neighbors, though, Pease heard one resident claim to have awoken late one night to see the potting shed emitting an eerie glow.
The neighbor in question, Dale Gribble, later moved back to Arlen, Texas, and opened a pest-control business.
Why, exactly? Does it really bother you so much that his personal philosophy extends above and beyond "I've got mine, Jack", or do you think that voting with your feet should be the extent of justice for workers?
For the benefit of those outside the UK, the "school run" where parents load their little darlings into a 4x4 and then set in solid traffic for 45 minutes, rather than simply walking them the half-mile to school as we always used to, is one of the single worst things about the UK road system today.
It's not just the UK. I grew up either riding the school bus, walking to school, or riding my bike, which I also used for my afternoon paper route--ah, the halcyon days of the twentieth century. But this is a new millenium, and there's a local school that has actually banned bicycles. They did this after a kid got hit by a car near the school. It was easier, from a liability standpoint, to ban bikes than to tell parents that they should either watch out for kids on bikes or, hey, let the kids find their way to school on their own.
In other news, U.S. children are suffering from an obesity "epidemic". (Lots of schools have also dropped their exercise/physical education programs.)
...that was originally told about Hollywood types, but can be adapted to IT quite easily.
OK, so this IT company is having its annual retreat somewhere out in the desert, and an engineer and a marketdroid get into an argument about something. They wander off into the desert, and are so into it that they don't realize that they're walking directly into a sandstorm until it's too late. They stumble around blindly, and by the time the sandstorm lets up, they're completely lost.
A few hours later, the sun's directly overhead, vultures are circling, and the two are on their knees, begging God to save them and promising to lead virtuous lives if they could just get something to drink--and *ping*, there's a pitcher of ice-cold beer sitting on a rock. The engineer staggers forward, croaking "We're saved!"
The marketdroid holds him back and strokes his chin, saying "No, wait--the color's all wrong. Tell you what, let me piss in it first to make it look better."
Cream rises to the top of the bottle, sunshine. If your blog is any better than the average 14 y.o. junior high student's, folks will read it; otherwise, you're just another in a long line of people who thought that they should have been the last person to be admitted to the IntarWeb.
In the end one asks the question of what does this gain us? Helps the war on terror? Would it have stop the sniper attacks? None of these goals would be satisfied, so why waste a dime?
In a word: control, or the perception of same. The thought of so many people not in a database somewhere is extremely bothersome to a person of a certain cast of mind. Any government that would actually come up with a program called "Total Information Awareness", no matter how short lived, has an extraordinarily grievous control jones.
I don't think that you're really getting the point, here. No one says that you can't count cards in blackjack, or is actually trying to stop you from doing so (aside from the usual distractions--flashing lights, alcohol, etc.--that are part of the usual casino environment). Let's go over that again: counting cards is not illegal or against the rules, full stop. Thus, your analogy of being forced to play pool wearing gauntlets doesn't hold.
What's being discussed here is the fact that casinos can and will kick out identifiable card counters--and why shouldn't they? What possible motivation would they have for accomodating customers that are going to cost them money in the long run? Blackjack is the only game in the casino that has a subset of players that will consistently win more than they lose. Eliminate that subset, and the blackjack tables show a higher rate of return for the house. Sounds like a no-brainer to me. (And, for crying out loud, stop nattering about how it would be only "a few more bucks"--I would think that even "a fucking idiot" (to use your phrase) would know that casinos go after every last nickel that they could, since they have nickel slots. This automated card-counting detection system probably isn't cheap, and casinos wouldn't be using it if it weren't saving them more money than they were paying out.)
The casinos already keep track of the card counters--did you never see Rain Man? This system just allows them to do it more efficiently. And, just as with past anti-counting measures, the smart counters will figure out a way past it. It's not free money; the technical aspects of it are only the beginning. If you can develop your social engineering skills, you may be able to make some money before this system gets put in everywhere. Good luck!
Sir, you are an irredeemable sexist, and if I hadn't gone through the same damn thing myself, I'd condemn you thoroughly. (I hope to be out of debt in less than eight years post-divorce, but no guarantees. I'd prefer a nice convertable to a boat, though.) As the great sage Henry Rollins put it: "All women are evil; all men are morons."
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Gorman has run for president of ALA several times before. He's a cataloger, the most antisocial category of librarian. His non-cataloging works are mostly extended trolls; he's basically been a glorified cheerleader for Luddite librarians for years now.
I guess that it's fitting that he's finally got elected to a figurehead position at a useless organization. ALA has only one useful function, and that's the Office of Intellectual Freedom, which has been under constant attack not only from without the organization but also from within by conservative librarians who constantly threaten to walk, but unfortunately don't. The rest of ALA is a bloated bureaucracy that can't figure out how to put on a decent conference to save its life. Most of its members belong to it only because membership is required in order to belong to one of its sections, such as the Public Library Association or ACRL, that would have been decent stand-alone associations if they hadn't been swallowed up by ALA. Gorman and his ilk are dinosaurs, and the Internet is their meteorite.
Free coffee, key chains, watches, all the suckie trinkets that young guys fall for who are out hustling women and like to believe they are playas.
Not to mention free big-ass glue-on trunk spoiler and vision-reducing rear-window sticker for the first 1,000 customers...
Worf didn't become security chief for DS9; he became Federation Ambassador to the Klingon Empire. Of course, that's even worse, from a continuity perspective; no explanation about why he went back in after giving up his commission.
Instead of "Goodbye English Rose", Elton John could have recorded "Someone Saved My Wife Tonight".
Did anyone else notice that one of the lawyers has a secret identity?
Here's one, and here's another.
- I find it funny that people are now all concerned about the iPod issue, as if there is something wrong with it, and considering buying other music players because of it, when much of the time, the other music players they're considering have integrated batteries as well - and no way to replace them! (As opposed to the numerous different ways of handling iPod batteries.) Not to mention that the competitive products are generally viewed as second-rate, at best.
I swear that I wouldn't post one of these "M$ is the debbil" replies, but it seems that Neistat's site came up--and started getting more attention than Paris Hilton in bed with an orangutan--right around the time that a certain very large corporation unveiled its own media player. I'm just sayin'.
Ichihashi-son used as inspiration James Bond and the future of what technology could be. But Ichihashi-son stated that this is closer to reality than what appears in the 007 movies.
I think he used the Revenge of the Nerd movies. Next up: the slide-rule server.
Griffith... imagines that mass-produced dolls could be individualized by giving each a discrete face.
Get the Real Doll [NSFW] people on the phone, stat!
Oh, that was robot babies. Never mind. I say, bring on the robot babes! (possibly NSFW)
From the c't page:
Too complicates, too kryptisch and too little multicolored - not everyday life-suited, Windows Hardliner say about Linux. We tried out, as well Linux laymen master their daily tasks with the free operating system. So that you can make yourselves a picture, gibts the Knoppix on the booklet CD: Start without installation of CD and loose-put!
...for the bridge of my starship. Now all I need is the split keyboard for the arms of my chair, and I'm good to go.
...and the children dance
to the pipes of Pan!
...is that the first part of the introduction to the article is exactly the same as the first paragraph of the article itself. I wish I had that editor's job; must beat workin'.
So, I could spend tall coin on a couple of gussied-up RC robots, or I could lay down $250 on a top-of-the-line Roomba and pick up a Bentley Turbo R and some high-class hookers with the change. What to do, oh, what to do?
As she huddled with a group of nervous neighbors, though, Pease heard one resident claim to have awoken late one night to see the potting shed emitting an eerie glow.
The neighbor in question, Dale Gribble, later moved back to Arlen, Texas, and opened a pest-control business.
CLIP Art. Licensed to killer apps.
Why, exactly? Does it really bother you so much that his personal philosophy extends above and beyond "I've got mine, Jack", or do you think that voting with your feet should be the extent of justice for workers?
It's not just the UK. I grew up either riding the school bus, walking to school, or riding my bike, which I also used for my afternoon paper route--ah, the halcyon days of the twentieth century. But this is a new millenium, and there's a local school that has actually banned bicycles. They did this after a kid got hit by a car near the school. It was easier, from a liability standpoint, to ban bikes than to tell parents that they should either watch out for kids on bikes or, hey, let the kids find their way to school on their own.
In other news, U.S. children are suffering from an obesity "epidemic". (Lots of schools have also dropped their exercise/physical education programs.)
Next time I'll put "YMMV" about a couple dozen times into the title. Or not.
...that was originally told about Hollywood types, but can be adapted to IT quite easily.
OK, so this IT company is having its annual retreat somewhere out in the desert, and an engineer and a marketdroid get into an argument about something. They wander off into the desert, and are so into it that they don't realize that they're walking directly into a sandstorm until it's too late. They stumble around blindly, and by the time the sandstorm lets up, they're completely lost.
A few hours later, the sun's directly overhead, vultures are circling, and the two are on their knees, begging God to save them and promising to lead virtuous lives if they could just get something to drink--and *ping*, there's a pitcher of ice-cold beer sitting on a rock. The engineer staggers forward, croaking "We're saved!"
The marketdroid holds him back and strokes his chin, saying "No, wait--the color's all wrong. Tell you what, let me piss in it first to make it look better."
Cream rises to the top of the bottle, sunshine. If your blog is any better than the average 14 y.o. junior high student's, folks will read it; otherwise, you're just another in a long line of people who thought that they should have been the last person to be admitted to the IntarWeb.
In a word: control, or the perception of same. The thought of so many people not in a database somewhere is extremely bothersome to a person of a certain cast of mind. Any government that would actually come up with a program called "Total Information Awareness", no matter how short lived, has an extraordinarily grievous control jones.
What's being discussed here is the fact that casinos can and will kick out identifiable card counters--and why shouldn't they? What possible motivation would they have for accomodating customers that are going to cost them money in the long run? Blackjack is the only game in the casino that has a subset of players that will consistently win more than they lose. Eliminate that subset, and the blackjack tables show a higher rate of return for the house. Sounds like a no-brainer to me. (And, for crying out loud, stop nattering about how it would be only "a few more bucks"--I would think that even "a fucking idiot" (to use your phrase) would know that casinos go after every last nickel that they could, since they have nickel slots. This automated card-counting detection system probably isn't cheap, and casinos wouldn't be using it if it weren't saving them more money than they were paying out.)
The casinos already keep track of the card counters--did you never see Rain Man? This system just allows them to do it more efficiently. And, just as with past anti-counting measures, the smart counters will figure out a way past it. It's not free money; the technical aspects of it are only the beginning. If you can develop your social engineering skills, you may be able to make some money before this system gets put in everywhere. Good luck!
Sir, you are an irredeemable sexist, and if I hadn't gone through the same damn thing myself, I'd condemn you thoroughly. (I hope to be out of debt in less than eight years post-divorce, but no guarantees. I'd prefer a nice convertable to a boat, though.) As the great sage Henry Rollins put it: "All women are evil; all men are morons."