More than 80 percent of respondents across the country understood how to work a TV better than a computer, something for the computer industry to ponder long and hard.
Yeah, they'll ponder it really hard. What the hell do people do with a TV besides change channels, change the volume, and turn it on and off? I know how to use my blender better than my computer too, should the industry ponder that? Will we see a row of buttons labeled "chop" and "puree" on the computers of the future? You fucking idiot.
Even more odd, who the hell are those 20% who say they can operate a computer better than a TV? I mean even ignoring programming/linux/etc, I still don't know how to use all the shit in Microsoft Word, but i'm a fucking jedi master at my brightness/contrast controls. That one stat would have invalidated the entire study for anyone smarter than Katz.
can you simply ignore the evolution going on from Commodore 64 to Apple IIe to Mac to Windows box
Unless, say, an Apple IIe in the wild mated and birthed a mutant Apple IIgs, which due to advantages in the environment lived to mate more and more with other machines, then thats not evolution. Just because something is advancing doesn't mean its "evolution".
The patent was denied. Why? Because many years before Spartacus or Hercules did the same thing by diverting the flow of a local stream. It was not a novel or unique idea. It worked back then. It worked now.
Hercules wasn't real. Holy shit, I better not expect any cash when I invent my matter transporter, since Captain Kirk did that back in the 60s.
Done something like "When we reach 20,000 in pledges, we'll fire Jon Katz."
THE BIG FREAKING POINT.
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Is that copyright is NOT there to guarantee that people make lots of money, copyright is there to guarantee that society has literature, art, and music, by making sure artists can earn money through creation.
Huge corporations stopping fair use and extending copyright limits for the length of several human lifetimes is unAmerican.
I'm all for REAL copyright that still provides for fair use. I don't trust these goddamn people to do it for me. If it was a legitimate matter of wanting to protect themselves, i'd be more sympathetic, but its not secret that they want to find more ways to fuck you out of your money.
I have this image of a dark and cold future, where you can simply look at a friend, a co-worker, a stranger. Then by merely making a certain microgesture with your eyes, can instantly bring up a list of what kind of porn they download.
That's why Chicago artist Antonio Muntadas' website "The File Room" may be one of the most significant sites ever created on the Web.
Katz, you suck. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As they say in Texas. I'll bet you couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. Fuck you!
I mean, some of these sheiks were reputed to have dozens of women in their harems. No way he could impregate them all on the same day , at least not with the technology that existed at the time.
Sounds like a great premise for a Fox reality game show.
Geeks have special needs, and accommodating those needs (and 'odd' behaviors) is a good idea all around, for both employee morale and department output.
No its not. If an employee can't act like a professional, you get rid of them. Very, very few projects require people smart enough to put up with a bunch of crap from them.
Yeah, its really hip to have that one guy come in at work at 2pm and work until 9 at night, because he's so damn elite, until you realize that he's unable to interact with all of the _adults_ who have children and real-life responsibilities. Its called a team. "Oh, I don't work well in the morning." Oh, i'm so sorry! Gee, because the rest of us automatically wake up at 6:30am chipper and ready to go!
Ooh, and lets pamper the programmers with soda and candy and teddy bears and futuristic chairs. Until the rest of the company, who work just as hard as the programmers, begin to get a little pissed off. Soda is 30 cents a can. Suck it up.
Lets not forget a dress code. Yeah, lets not enforce that, you don't need to look good to program, man. Until that one programmer wearing the 2 sizes too small phantom menace t-shirt with the body odor turns off a potential client. Is wearing a pair of dockers and a shirt that doesn't have a fucking wookie on it going to kill you?
Lets have a nerf gun fight! Woopie! Two guys want to fuck around, so the entire floor can't get anything done because two guys are running around screaming. "Oh, please hold Mr. Potential Customer, I have a nerf dart in my fucking eye." Maybe the rest of us _aren't_ working late that night and need to get stuff done. Maybe i'm at your cube, waiting patently for you to get done PLAYING.
I'm looking at moving up to management as well, but you sure as hell shouldn't. I'm not looking to liberate my brothers from clueless management, i'm just sick of working with people who are so busy playing video games, installing linux, and bitching about management, that they haven't developed the communication skills needed to EXPLAIN to someone why its going to take a certain amount of time to do something.
Nah, don't explain it to them. Just sit in your cubes and make Dilbert jokes.
Oh, here's a bonus tip for other people out there who blame management for everything: When you're only in a few hours of meetings a week, don't use that as an excuse why you can't get shit done. Yeah, it would be nice to work in a crystal castle with cushions and butterflies and nobody to bother you with petty problems that don't concern Mr. L33T Programmer, but that isn't going to fucking happen.
Damn, this was almost as bad at this arrogant asshole.
Will they fight back, will they run and hide? No-one knows, with each day, the robots change and evolve, and their actions will alter.
Yeah, like none of them has written a simulator showing what the robots could/will do until the year 4000AD.
If the prey could learn on its own how to "fight back", it would be an amazing acheivement in A.I, and you wouldn't need little robots runnnig around to demonstrate it.
Maybe if Robots had existed a few years ago, they would have saved you from getting your ass kicked everyday in high school
I doubt it though. If they had true self-awareness, they would have assisted in the ass-kicking.
In fact, you should be dreading the coming of A.I. As soon as the machine-mind becomes aware of your idiocy and arrogance, they're gonna go "Terminator 2" on you.
My Karma is always 48, because whenever I hit 50, I flame Jon Katz.
If McDonalds painted big yellow M's all over town, there would be an uproar.
OTOH, i'm pretty sure IBM wasn't sitting around smoking big cigars and saying:
"Hahahaha! We will paint their sidewalks with our mark, and when they complain, buy them off with our pocket-change!" (all raise glasses of cognac in the air) "Gentlemen, a toast. To evil!"
None the less, I hope that if any other company tries this stunt, they get fined more than 100k.
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People will won't see this an example of general bad patent granting policies, they'll just see it as a mistake.
That's the best quote/saying i've heard in a while. I'm looking forward to the next time I use that.
Thanks,
I wonder if they wander too far away if their wrists will explode.
many couples like to go to the magnetic North Pole to conceive their children.
Many couples are pretty stupid.
That I almost suspect its not supposed to be a real law, but rather something to make mothers feel better.
No real management is going to take this seriously.
Hahahahahhahahahahahahahaha
You're so naive its almost cute.
Yeah, except those "studies" are done by companies with a vested interest in selling filtering software.
Yeah, they'll ponder it really hard. What the hell do people do with a TV besides change channels, change the volume, and turn it on and off? I know how to use my blender better than my computer too, should the industry ponder that? Will we see a row of buttons labeled "chop" and "puree" on the computers of the future? You fucking idiot.
Even more odd, who the hell are those 20% who say they can operate a computer better than a TV? I mean even ignoring programming/linux/etc, I still don't know how to use all the shit in Microsoft Word, but i'm a fucking jedi master at my brightness/contrast controls. That one stat would have invalidated the entire study for anyone smarter than Katz.
Unless, say, an Apple IIe in the wild mated and birthed a mutant Apple IIgs, which due to advantages in the environment lived to mate more and more with other machines, then thats not evolution. Just because something is advancing doesn't mean its "evolution".
Hercules wasn't real. Holy shit, I better not expect any cash when I invent my matter transporter, since Captain Kirk did that back in the 60s.
Who is going to kill the Afghans of the future if they don't learn how to do it growing up?
>not everyone hates him [slashdot.org], ya know.
Actually, I signed up as a foe, but it appears he wiped his own list clean.
Done something like "When we reach 20,000 in pledges, we'll fire Jon Katz."
Is that copyright is NOT there to guarantee that people make lots of money, copyright is there to guarantee that society has literature, art, and music, by making sure artists can earn money through creation.
Huge corporations stopping fair use and extending copyright limits for the length of several human lifetimes is unAmerican.
I'm all for REAL copyright that still provides for fair use. I don't trust these goddamn people to do it for me. If it was a legitimate matter of wanting to protect themselves, i'd be more sympathetic, but its not secret that they want to find more ways to fuck you out of your money.
I have this image of a dark and cold future, where you can simply look at a friend, a co-worker, a stranger. Then by merely making a certain microgesture with your eyes, can instantly bring up a list of what kind of porn they download.
I pray I don't live to see it.
Katz, you suck. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As they say in Texas. I'll bet you couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meatslapper. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. Fuck you!
Sounds like a great premise for a Fox reality game show.
Yes, Jon, that was the guy from Babylon 5.
No its not. If an employee can't act like a professional, you get rid of them. Very, very few projects require people smart enough to put up with a bunch of crap from them.
Yeah, its really hip to have that one guy come in at work at 2pm and work until 9 at night, because he's so damn elite, until you realize that he's unable to interact with all of the _adults_ who have children and real-life responsibilities. Its called a team. "Oh, I don't work well in the morning." Oh, i'm so sorry! Gee, because the rest of us automatically wake up at 6:30am chipper and ready to go!
Ooh, and lets pamper the programmers with soda and candy and teddy bears and futuristic chairs. Until the rest of the company, who work just as hard as the programmers, begin to get a little pissed off. Soda is 30 cents a can. Suck it up.
Lets not forget a dress code. Yeah, lets not enforce that, you don't need to look good to program, man. Until that one programmer wearing the 2 sizes too small phantom menace t-shirt with the body odor turns off a potential client. Is wearing a pair of dockers and a shirt that doesn't have a fucking wookie on it going to kill you?
Lets have a nerf gun fight! Woopie! Two guys want to fuck around, so the entire floor can't get anything done because two guys are running around screaming. "Oh, please hold Mr. Potential Customer, I have a nerf dart in my fucking eye." Maybe the rest of us _aren't_ working late that night and need to get stuff done. Maybe i'm at your cube, waiting patently for you to get done PLAYING.
I'm looking at moving up to management as well, but you sure as hell shouldn't. I'm not looking to liberate my brothers from clueless management, i'm just sick of working with people who are so busy playing video games, installing linux, and bitching about management, that they haven't developed the communication skills needed to EXPLAIN to someone why its going to take a certain amount of time to do something.
Nah, don't explain it to them. Just sit in your cubes and make Dilbert jokes.
Oh, here's a bonus tip for other people out there who blame management for everything: When you're only in a few hours of meetings a week, don't use that as an excuse why you can't get shit done. Yeah, it would be nice to work in a crystal castle with cushions and butterflies and nobody to bother you with petty problems that don't concern Mr. L33T Programmer, but that isn't going to fucking happen.
Damn, this was almost as bad at this arrogant asshole.
Yeah, like none of them has written a simulator showing what the robots could/will do until the year 4000AD.
If the prey could learn on its own how to "fight back", it would be an amazing acheivement in A.I, and you wouldn't need little robots runnnig around to demonstrate it.
I wonder what the sound of 3000 children horrifically screaming in unison would sound like?
Much like they used to do here, if Microsoft realizes that people will start using open source, they'll turn off WPA, give away copies, etc.
I doubt it though. If they had true self-awareness, they would have assisted in the ass-kicking.
In fact, you should be dreading the coming of A.I. As soon as the machine-mind becomes aware of your idiocy and arrogance, they're gonna go "Terminator 2" on you.
My Karma is always 48, because whenever I hit 50, I flame Jon Katz.
OTOH, i'm pretty sure IBM wasn't sitting around smoking big cigars and saying:
"Hahahaha! We will paint their sidewalks with our mark, and when they complain, buy them off with our pocket-change!" (all raise glasses of cognac in the air) "Gentlemen, a toast. To evil!"
None the less, I hope that if any other company tries this stunt, they get fined more than 100k.