I think you're confusing the Anti-Ballistic Missile treaty with the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty, and maybe what exactly they ban.
The ABM treaty restricts anti-ballistic missile systems to limited areas that can't protect the entire country. At the moment nobody has a functional anti-ballistic missile system, and only the US has so much as a plain old anti-missile system. None of these are availible on the black market. The US withdrew from this, which the treaty allowed. Whether that was a good idea is another story.
The NPT bans nuclear powers giving non-nuclear powers weapons, and non-nuclear powers from trying to find or build their own. It does allow helping developing nations with nuclear power. You could make the argument that this is meaningless, since somebody probably gave Israel nukes, and maybe North Korea has a model from somewhere to work from, but the State Department still prefers to respect it.
The Outer Space Treaty bans putting nuclear weapons platfroms in space, and using celestial bodies for any military use at all. This doesn't violate that treaty, since the moon and nukes aren't involved.
Maybe you could rephrase, specifying what treaties you're actually talking about.
Of course it can be both. Facts are things that are true, theories are things that allow us to predict facts without actually having to prove each of them individually.
The facts are that my monitor doesn't move when I blink. The theory is that my monitor doesn't move when I blink. It's just a theory when I use it to extrapolate something.
Do the developers beleive in an absolute right to distribute copyrighted material, or child porn?
That's the fucking point. Read the fucking site already.
Look, it's the internet designed by facist anarchists. It's antimoral and antilegal, as opposed to just amoral and alegal like the regular internet. The internet anarchistically allows morality and legality to be imposed on it, Freenet facisticlly doesn't. The differences between one illegal/immoral document and another are academic. CC numbers are the same as naked babies are the same as censored news are the same as dissident manifestos are the same as racist calls to violence are the same as the Matrix Revolutions.
Disgruntal takes no responsibility for the actions of our bankers taken off company time. If you have a dispute with a Disgruntal banker, we suggest that you take it up with the banker him/herself.
Oh, and your ex told me about that last Christmas before she left you. You totally deserve it, you fucker. And what the hell were you doing with the owls in that picture? There's all this glare coming off the ice sculpture.
He sounds less self-obsessed and more just too old to be properly funny. It happens, just look at Bob Hope. By the time you're 90, you're left with "some guy named Kubrick, HAHAHA!" I mean, he's not exactly a commedian to start with, and I think he just felt the need to try to be funny for the Onion. Almost everybody they interview does.
Don't get one of those Whirlpools where the drum is diagonal so it uses less water. The design's so much simpler and cheaper to produce than other washers that they felt the need to triple the price, the whores.
The grandparent was making a Scientologist joke, before anyone else spends too much time thinking about this. I know no one saw Battlefield Earth, but at the end Ayn Rand uses the Stargate to lauch the nuclear bomb back up the Klingon homeworld, and the sexual energies cause a tachyon reaction in the dilithium crystals and all the the Klingons' air explodes.
Then probably some jock kid who made fun of her at the begining claps and then everybody starts clapping and they all learn the true meaning of Christmas or something. I don't really know, I scratched the end of the DVD up pretty badly with a steak knife trying to voodoo-stab L. Ron in Hell.
Christ, whores, grenades, and triplegic and you still can't make a decent joke. How incompetent are you? I mean, what really happened (one of the guys in his unit dropped a live grenade, Max tried to pick it up, and it blew off all his legs and concussed him into forgetting who dropped it) is funnier than that crap.
Look, I'll start off Kerry for you.
Back in '68 Kerry and Da Bean Boyz (from right to left: Tweak, Token, Jeff Goldbloom, Emo Kid, and Treebeard) were taking a break from pimpin' up and down the Cai Lon. Token had scored a box of Hershey bars from some fuck's jeep downriver, so they broke out Jeff's bamboo bong and some of the finest pipe weed in the Shire...
It's a conspiracy! Like in the X-Files! This little clone could be the damn dirty liberal responsible for the fall of the human race! In this world gone mad, we won't spank the liberal, the liberal will spank us! And after our fall these liberal fucks will start wearing our clothes and they'll remake the world in their own image! Oh, then only those as super-smart as me will be left to bitterly cry, "You maniacs! Damn yous! God damn yous all to hell!"
Yes, yes you are. The freaky little parasite isn't bleeding off all my vitamins and minerals for nine months, and it's not my organs it might mangle as it expells itself from my crotch along with 1/4 of my body weight in fluids and excess tissue. Spooging in a hole gives me about the same rights over the resulting organ as I would have to keep her from having her appendix removed, which is to say, no fucking rights at all.
Hey, I might be attached to that appendix, in fact, sometimes I talk to it while she's asleep. Hell, I was planning a explodingapendixday party and everything. I think it's massively unfair that I never got any say when she had it removed. After all, I probably gave her the infection that made it swell up like a Gremlin in water, don't I get a say in what happens to my handiwork?
Fight the MAN! Don't let the MAN tell you about her freaky bloating problems down there until it involves some of my fucking babies, you hear that, MAN?
Looks like we're gonna have to stick some moldy olives in a freshly-killed goat and bury it in the sand for 48 weeks. Then we dig it up and soak it in the blood of a 3rd-born virgin girl. If the goat's eyes turn pink, God will give Lyndon Larouche syphilis, if they turn purple, dark matter exists. It's not the cleanest proof, but I say we give it a shot.
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I think you're confusing the Anti-Ballistic Missile treaty with the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty, and maybe what exactly they ban.
The ABM treaty restricts anti-ballistic missile systems to limited areas that can't protect the entire country. At the moment nobody has a functional anti-ballistic missile system, and only the US has so much as a plain old anti-missile system. None of these are availible on the black market. The US withdrew from this, which the treaty allowed. Whether that was a good idea is another story.
The NPT bans nuclear powers giving non-nuclear powers weapons, and non-nuclear powers from trying to find or build their own. It does allow helping developing nations with nuclear power. You could make the argument that this is meaningless, since somebody probably gave Israel nukes, and maybe North Korea has a model from somewhere to work from, but the State Department still prefers to respect it.
The Outer Space Treaty bans putting nuclear weapons platfroms in space, and using celestial bodies for any military use at all. This doesn't violate that treaty, since the moon and nukes aren't involved.
Maybe you could rephrase, specifying what treaties you're actually talking about.
nazis made Jews wear yellow stars to publicly identify them... and you also had to show ID
I weep for our species.
All I can tell is that threads like this really make me wish I could castrate people through the internet with my mind.
Of course it can be both. Facts are things that are true, theories are things that allow us to predict facts without actually having to prove each of them individually.
The facts are that my monitor doesn't move when I blink. The theory is that my monitor doesn't move when I blink. It's just a theory when I use it to extrapolate something.
The sun.
Well, to be fair we were fighting zero* wars in '96, now we've got two.
*Well, Bosnia, but the pull-out was already pretty much done by the time the election came around, and NATO was in charge there anyway.
Do the developers beleive in an absolute right to distribute copyrighted material, or child porn?
That's the fucking point. Read the fucking site already.
Look, it's the internet designed by facist anarchists. It's antimoral and antilegal, as opposed to just amoral and alegal like the regular internet. The internet anarchistically allows morality and legality to be imposed on it, Freenet facisticlly doesn't. The differences between one illegal/immoral document and another are academic. CC numbers are the same as naked babies are the same as censored news are the same as dissident manifestos are the same as racist calls to violence are the same as the Matrix Revolutions.
If you get Freenet you can get Freenet off of Freenet.
Disgruntal takes no responsibility for the actions of our bankers taken off company time. If you have a dispute with a Disgruntal banker, we suggest that you take it up with the banker him/herself.
Oh, and your ex told me about that last Christmas before she left you. You totally deserve it, you fucker. And what the hell were you doing with the owls in that picture? There's all this glare coming off the ice sculpture.
Sorry, I'm rusty on my male porn stars. Who the fuck is Gary Glitter again?
He sounds less self-obsessed and more just too old to be properly funny. It happens, just look at Bob Hope. By the time you're 90, you're left with "some guy named Kubrick, HAHAHA!" I mean, he's not exactly a commedian to start with, and I think he just felt the need to try to be funny for the Onion. Almost everybody they interview does.
Sounds like about the kind of thing you'd say if you had a genetic disease that forced you to live in a robot chair.
Don't get one of those Whirlpools where the drum is diagonal so it uses less water. The design's so much simpler and cheaper to produce than other washers that they felt the need to triple the price, the whores.
I like all the people with just the one-direction arrow, all those misguided relationships over on the bottom-right side.
Bob: "Steve is my bestestest friend eva!"
Steve: "Die, ratfucker!"
Race, aparently, but don't ask me where they found a school with that many green and magenta people.
The grandparent was making a Scientologist joke, before anyone else spends too much time thinking about this. I know no one saw Battlefield Earth, but at the end Ayn Rand uses the Stargate to lauch the nuclear bomb back up the Klingon homeworld, and the sexual energies cause a tachyon reaction in the dilithium crystals and all the the Klingons' air explodes.
Then probably some jock kid who made fun of her at the begining claps and then everybody starts clapping and they all learn the true meaning of Christmas or something. I don't really know, I scratched the end of the DVD up pretty badly with a steak knife trying to voodoo-stab L. Ron in Hell.
You can't stop there, that's bat country.
Christ, whores, grenades, and triplegic and you still can't make a decent joke. How incompetent are you? I mean, what really happened (one of the guys in his unit dropped a live grenade, Max tried to pick it up, and it blew off all his legs and concussed him into forgetting who dropped it) is funnier than that crap.
Look, I'll start off Kerry for you.
Back in '68 Kerry and Da Bean Boyz (from right to left: Tweak, Token, Jeff Goldbloom, Emo Kid, and Treebeard) were taking a break from pimpin' up and down the Cai Lon. Token had scored a box of Hershey bars from some fuck's jeep downriver, so they broke out Jeff's bamboo bong and some of the finest pipe weed in the Shire...
something to hide that'd make *others* cry in disgust and/or laughter.
Yeah, that sums up my life pretty well, too.
You tell 'em, Steve-Dave.
It's a conspiracy! Like in the X-Files! This little clone could be the damn dirty liberal responsible for the fall of the human race! In this world gone mad, we won't spank the liberal, the liberal will spank us! And after our fall these liberal fucks will start wearing our clothes and they'll remake the world in their own image! Oh, then only those as super-smart as me will be left to bitterly cry, "You maniacs! Damn yous! God damn yous all to hell!"
DUUM BUUM BUUUUUUUUM!
Yes, yes you are. The freaky little parasite isn't bleeding off all my vitamins and minerals for nine months, and it's not my organs it might mangle as it expells itself from my crotch along with 1/4 of my body weight in fluids and excess tissue. Spooging in a hole gives me about the same rights over the resulting organ as I would have to keep her from having her appendix removed, which is to say, no fucking rights at all.
Hey, I might be attached to that appendix, in fact, sometimes I talk to it while she's asleep. Hell, I was planning a explodingapendixday party and everything. I think it's massively unfair that I never got any say when she had it removed. After all, I probably gave her the infection that made it swell up like a Gremlin in water, don't I get a say in what happens to my handiwork?
Fight the MAN! Don't let the MAN tell you about her freaky bloating problems down there until it involves some of my fucking babies, you hear that, MAN?
Looks like we're gonna have to stick some moldy olives in a freshly-killed goat and bury it in the sand for 48 weeks. Then we dig it up and soak it in the blood of a 3rd-born virgin girl. If the goat's eyes turn pink, God will give Lyndon Larouche syphilis, if they turn purple, dark matter exists. It's not the cleanest proof, but I say we give it a shot.
You know, when I search for "California's problems" I just get the usual prolifera of all the ways God hates you.
Yeah, but wired electricity just sounds better.