I think that as a syphilitic misogynist, Nietzsche would be highly in favor of Internet Porn.
Furthermore, Internet Porn obviously serves the first, and most important, level in Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, the biological/physiological needs. Without a firm foundation of Internet Porn, oxygen, food and water, people are unable to meet (or even have) saftey, social and ego needs. And they certainly can't realize self-actualization.
Internet Porn has rendered a basic need practically impotent. Like the polio vaccine before it, Internet Porn has given a generation of children a running start in achieving their potential as human beings; a running start that their parents could not have imagined. And in terms of sheer disk space, nothing beats Internet Porn as the largest level in the Hierarchy of Information.
Now, we must also accept that self-actualization is progress. Of course, our notions of progress, as well as anything we might call "truth", are socially constructed, but by that very fact, almost any subjective measurement (in addition to the classical objective "morality") is going to promote the edification of the individual qua societal member or, at least, the individual as merely an individual. And if you like Kant, erecting a society in which people can actualize themselves follows directly from the Categorical Imperative.
That quip about the heat in the stations is no joke. If you go to the yellow line (N/R/Q/W) stations, it is like 110 deg F down there minimum, at 2 AM! People stagger around down there panting and sweating like they're Ozzy.
No no no. When you hit the drop button, the piece should immediately drop straight down and land on the pile. You hit it when you've got your piece lined up and then you go right on to the next piece. That's how it was on the original IBM PC version with the red title screen and Russian background pictures and that's how God himself intended it.
One cool thing about Tetris is that you can tell which version somebody played the most by what they call the pieces. The skinny piece will always be yellow to me.
This is Slashdot; I don't click on questionable links, even if they're on the main page. I can think of one very good reason why I don't blindly click links;)
Ummm, because you're too lazy to look at your browser's status bar?
BTW, Minority Report sucks ass, it's an insult to your intelligence.
I watched it on an Imax screen with a 10,000 watt sound system, there's one part in the movie that scared the crap out of me. Not nightmares, or make-you-afraid-of-the-dark scared so much as quiet, quiet, 10,000 watts blaring scared.
My opinion is that MR is worse than DWMC. Certainly, they are very different movies, but Minority Report just bored me. I was ready to walk out after all the exposition with the crazy gardener lady.
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I think that as a syphilitic misogynist, Nietzsche would be highly in favor of Internet Porn.
Furthermore, Internet Porn obviously serves the first, and most important, level in Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, the biological/physiological needs. Without a firm foundation of Internet Porn, oxygen, food and water, people are unable to meet (or even have) saftey, social and ego needs. And they certainly can't realize self-actualization.
Internet Porn has rendered a basic need practically impotent. Like the polio vaccine before it, Internet Porn has given a generation of children a running start in achieving their potential as human beings; a running start that their parents could not have imagined. And in terms of sheer disk space, nothing beats Internet Porn as the largest level in the Hierarchy of Information.
Now, we must also accept that self-actualization is progress. Of course, our notions of progress, as well as anything we might call "truth", are socially constructed, but by that very fact, almost any subjective measurement (in addition to the classical objective "morality") is going to promote the edification of the individual qua societal member or, at least, the individual as merely an individual. And if you like Kant, erecting a society in which people can actualize themselves follows directly from the Categorical Imperative.
(puns intended)
Just concentrate your attack on the weak joints and it's game over.
No, I played that game. I had to shoot a magnetic grappling line at it and fly around it a few times. Then it fell over and blew up.
Humans with two legs even have choices, of course the best place to observe them female movment on a beach, with a beer in hand.
What, like little girls skipping? Perv.
Look, I remember a time when there wasn't Internet Porn. So don't tell me there's no such thing as progress.
But they needed those Negros! Because, ummm, the economy depended on them! Yeah, that's the ticket!
Right.
Sounds a lot like the "telegram" to me.
That quip about the heat in the stations is no joke. If you go to the yellow line (N/R/Q/W) stations, it is like 110 deg F down there minimum, at 2 AM! People stagger around down there panting and sweating like they're Ozzy.
That's because they're on drugs like Ozzy.
No no, keep using them until our day is 25 hours long. Then we can get another hour of sleep each day.
Ah, the double curse of Godwin's Law and poor spelling. Ouch. Otherwise, I agree.
You misspeled "inadequacies".
:)
That's a good point. It's not fair that MS fucks up and you look like the idiot.
Or use quotation marks.
What, you don't have a .porn directory?
No no no. When you hit the drop button, the piece should immediately drop straight down and land on the pile. You hit it when you've got your piece lined up and then you go right on to the next piece. That's how it was on the original IBM PC version with the red title screen and Russian background pictures and that's how God himself intended it.
No way, you should only be able to rotate pieces one way, and when you drop a piece, it should freaking drop; none of this partial-drop crap.
One cool thing about Tetris is that you can tell which version somebody played the most by what they call the pieces. The skinny piece will always be yellow to me.
That's nice, but not what we're talking about here.
I guess we should have asked what she looks like with her sweater off.
It was that fucking lameness filter, wasn't it?
I would have fired you for installing Emacs.
Yeah, when is that thing going to achieve sentience?
This is Slashdot; I don't click on questionable links, even if they're on the main page. I can think of one very good reason why I don't blindly click links ;)
Ummm, because you're too lazy to look at your browser's status bar?
BTW, Minority Report sucks ass, it's an insult to your intelligence. I watched it on an Imax screen with a 10,000 watt sound system, there's one part in the movie that scared the crap out of me. Not nightmares, or make-you-afraid-of-the-dark scared so much as quiet, quiet, 10,000 watts blaring scared.
...doo-doo-dee-doo...
RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My opinion is that MR is worse than DWMC. Certainly, they are very different movies, but Minority Report just bored me. I was ready to walk out after all the exposition with the crazy gardener lady.
Ah.... I remember my first joint...