No, but the lunch ain't free: the state will tax the living daylights out of you.
Remember, in the economic process list, the government has PID==0. It is the swapper process. Considerable amount of friction involved, though.
YMMV. This may be acceptable to you. In the end, all hearts quit beating, and all of this bickering and arguing over whose government was cooler than whose amounts to little.
suspect that Vista is set up to give third-party apps short shrift
The old "DOS isn't done 'til Lotus won't run" argument?
I think it's time we updated this somewhat:
"'Doze isn't done until they've obfuscated the API in a marginally documented way,
to the point that other vendors are challenged to stabilize their code against all the swell new features,
so they just stick with what used to work, with varying degrees of success."
See, BillG isn't as evil as BeelzeBush, for all BillG's organization increasingly resembles the government in its approach to effectiveness.
...and, if some bonehead intern melts it down, you can always market the leftovers on eBay as a Pet Rock.
Once you've another internet connection, of course.
a good operating system should make you feel like you're in control of your computer
Kernel (Jessup): Son, we live in a world that has firewalls, and those firewalls have to be guarded by software with guns.
Whose gonna do it? You? You, Slashdotter? Windows has a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom.
You weep for Tux, and you curse the DRM. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what Windows knows.
That Tux's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And Window's existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about on Slashdot, you want Windows on that firewall, you need Windows on that firewall.
Windows use words like honor, code, loyalty. Windows uses these words as the backbone of a codebase spent defending something.
You use them as a punchline. Windows has neither the time nor the inclination to explain itself to a Slashdotter who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that Windows provides, and then questions the manner in which Windows provides it.
Windows would rather you just said thank you, and bought copies for your entire extended family. Otherwise, Windows suggests you pick up a browser, and send a POST.
Either way, Windows doesn't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
My heartburn here is that the printer is not attached to the laptop; it's attached to the router.
I guess you could argue that, on the same network, it's logically attached.
Certainly ain't plugged in by some ancient 25-pin cable, though.
Some kind of corner has been turned for the GNU/Linux desktop in 2006.
I light off cups (that is, go to http://localhost:631/ in FF), enter th IP address of the printer in the obvious place, and stuff works.
It's a cheezy home wireless network; I really want the Dumbest Thing That Works, realizing that if there is a reset, DHCP may re-jigger things.
Trying to figure out how to set a printer by IP in that other OS has baffled me. It's an Easter Egg hunt gone ronngg. The quest for simplicity has been abandoned at a variety of levels.
At least I only have to suffer that OS at work.
They value their rights above mine.
Let them.
My task is to ensure that their nonsense and mine do not overlap.
My fear is that it may someday be impossible to buy untainted hardware.
Linux is a kernel.
Content and DRM are orthogonal.
Making it sound like Microsoft is just the tail getting wagged by the media dog is an interesting argument, but it ultimately falls short of compelling. Sorry.
Now, when I want to sit down and accomplish something with media,
this is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker and argue over who DRM'd who.
That's why we reach for the good stuff: http://ubuntustudio.org/
Remember lads, "If it's not chess, it's poker, and you may be the pokee".
s/chess/FOSS/
s/poker/proprietary/
Speaking of living, will this lack of privacy be a forcing function for embedding computers within flesh?
Much as I love geeking, I see the skin as a natural barrier, and would prefer to go Amish rather than be some ghoulish cyborg.
But it's a "free" country, and my opinion is likely the minority.
In the international political chess match what you know is as important as how and when you knew it.
The fact that this comes out now is either a) a human screw-up, b) an general admission of what has long been obvious to those 'in the know', c) stealth advertising to score some more encryption funding for other researchers, or d) a blend of a-c.
It remains essential that no one take any responsibility for anything.
I feel that you should sue your former career field, and report the results back to slashdot.
That this should all occur while tele-commuting goes without saying.
Why are the child porn types writing software that magically puts child porn on random people's computers? I'm really not clear about what they're accomplishing there, other than potentially hurting their business by bringing child pornography into the spotlight.
SCRUTINIZER'S POSTLUDE
Eventually it was discovered
That God
Did not want us to be
All the same
This was
BAD NEWS
For the Governments of The World
As it seemed contrary
To the doctrine of
Portion Controlled Servings
Mankind must be made more uniformly
If THE FUTURE
Was going to work
Various ways were sought
To bind us all together
But, alas SAMENESS was unenforceable
It was about this time
That someone
Came up with the idea of TOTAL CRIMINALIZATION
Based on the principle that
If we were ALL crooks
We could at last be uniform
To some degree
In the eyes of THE LAW
Shrewdly our legislators calculated
That most people were
Too lazy to perform a
REAL CRIME
So new laws were manufactured
Making it possible for anyone
To violate them any time of the day or night,
And
Once we had all broken some kind of law
We'd all be in the same big happy club
Right up there with the President,
The most exalted industrialists,
And the clerical big shots
Of all your favorite religions
TOTAL CRIMINALIZATION
Was the greatest idea of its time
And was vastly popular
Except with those people
Who didn't want to be crooks or outlaws,
So, of course, they had to be TRICKED INTO IT...
Which is one of the reasons why
Music
Was eventually made
Illegal
Before the law, there stands a guard.
A man comes from the country, begging admittance to the law.
But the guard cannot admit him.
May he hope to enter at a later time?
That is possible, said the guard.
The man tries to peer through the entrance.
He'd been taught that the law was to be accessible to every man.
"Do not attempt to enter without my permission", says the guard. "I am very powerful. Yet I am the least of all the guards. From hall to hall, door after door, each guard is more powerful than the last."
By the guard's permission, the man sits by the side of the door, and there he waits.
For years, he waits.
Everything he has, he gives away in the hope of bribing the guard, who never fails to say to him "I take what you give me only so that you will not feel that you left something undone."
Keeping his watch during the long years, the man has come to know even the fleas on the guard's fur collar.
Growing childish in old age, he begs the fleas to persuade the guard to change his mind and allow him to enter.
His sight has dimmed, but in the darkness he perceives a radiance streaming immortally from the door of the law.
And now, before he dies, all he's experienced condenses into one question, a question he's never asked.
He beckons the guard.
Says the guard, "You are insatiable! What is it now?"
Says the man, "Every man strives to attain the law. How is it then that in all these years, no one else has ever come here, seeking admittance?"
His hearing has failed, so the guard yells into his ear. "Nobody else but you could ever have obtained admittance. No one else could enter this door! This door was intended only for you! And now, I'm going to close it."
This tale is told during the story called "The Trial".
It's been said that the logic of this story is the logic of a dream... a nightmare.
Slashdot Mirror
No, but the lunch ain't free: the state will tax the living daylights out of you.
Remember, in the economic process list, the government has PID==0. It is the swapper process. Considerable amount of friction involved, though.
YMMV. This may be acceptable to you. In the end, all hearts quit beating, and all of this bickering and arguing over whose government was cooler than whose amounts to little.
Candidate for a Pullet Surprise
The phrase cache is expanding to meet the needs of an expanding phrase cache.
I think it's time we updated this somewhat:
"'Doze isn't done until they've obfuscated the API in a marginally documented way,
to the point that other vendors are challenged to stabilize their code against all the swell new features,
so they just stick with what used to work, with varying degrees of success."
See, BillG isn't as evil as BeelzeBush, for all BillG's organization increasingly resembles the government in its approach to effectiveness.
In a series of log puns, 'saw' was a welcome addition to the scene.
If a tree falls in the forest, is it logged?
Soooo last decade:
s/spreadsheet/XML/
...and, if some bonehead intern melts it down, you can always market the leftovers on eBay as a Pet Rock.
Once you've another internet connection, of course.
Whose gonna do it? You? You, Slashdotter? Windows has a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom.
You weep for Tux, and you curse the DRM. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what Windows knows.
That Tux's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And Window's existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about on Slashdot, you want Windows on that firewall, you need Windows on that firewall.
Windows use words like honor, code, loyalty. Windows uses these words as the backbone of a codebase spent defending something.
You use them as a punchline. Windows has neither the time nor the inclination to explain itself to a Slashdotter who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that Windows provides, and then questions the manner in which Windows provides it.
Windows would rather you just said thank you, and bought copies for your entire extended family. Otherwise, Windows suggests you pick up a browser, and send a POST.
Either way, Windows doesn't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
memories written on the wind...
"Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker and argue over who [overshot the deadline on] who."
Do Remember, Mr.
Dry Remarks: MicroSoft
Deftness Rarely Manifests;
Detractors Reap Malice.
Don't Risk Mastication.
My heartburn here is that the printer is not attached to the laptop; it's attached to the router.
I guess you could argue that, on the same network, it's logically attached.
Certainly ain't plugged in by some ancient 25-pin cable, though.
Some kind of corner has been turned for the GNU/Linux desktop in 2006.
I light off cups (that is, go to http://localhost:631/ in FF), enter th IP address of the printer in the obvious place, and stuff works.
It's a cheezy home wireless network; I really want the Dumbest Thing That Works, realizing that if there is a reset, DHCP may re-jigger things.
Trying to figure out how to set a printer by IP in that other OS has baffled me. It's an Easter Egg hunt gone ronngg. The quest for simplicity has been abandoned at a variety of levels.
At least I only have to suffer that OS at work.
They value their rights above mine.
Let them.
My task is to ensure that their nonsense and mine do not overlap.
My fear is that it may someday be impossible to buy untainted hardware.
Linux is a kernel.
Content and DRM are orthogonal.
Making it sound like Microsoft is just the tail getting wagged by the media dog is an interesting argument, but it ultimately falls short of compelling. Sorry.
Remember lads, "If it's not chess, it's poker, and you may be the pokee".
s/chess/FOSS/
s/poker/proprietary/
Speaking of living, will this lack of privacy be a forcing function for embedding computers within flesh?
Much as I love geeking, I see the skin as a natural barrier, and would prefer to go Amish rather than be some ghoulish cyborg.
But it's a "free" country, and my opinion is likely the minority.
In the international political chess match what you know is as important as how and when you knew it.
The fact that this comes out now is either a) a human screw-up, b) an general admission of what has long been obvious to those 'in the know', c) stealth advertising to score some more encryption funding for other researchers, or d) a blend of a-c.
Me
I have to snail-mail cassettes from my Vic-20 just to get posted on /.
Do you believe that?
It remains essential that no one take any responsibility for anything.
I feel that you should sue your former career field, and report the results back to slashdot.
That this should all occur while tele-commuting goes without saying.
I installed, and even rebooted my laptop, for that Genuine Windows feel, and video still no worky-worky. Is this an elaborate prank?
Eventually it was discovered
That God
Did not want us to be
All the same
This was
BAD NEWS
For the Governments of The World
As it seemed contrary
To the doctrine of
Portion Controlled Servings
Mankind must be made more uniformly
If THE FUTURE
Was going to work
Various ways were sought
To bind us all together
But, alas SAMENESS was unenforceable
It was about this time
That someone
Came up with the idea of TOTAL CRIMINALIZATION
Based on the principle that
If we were ALL crooks
We could at last be uniform
To some degree
In the eyes of THE LAW
Shrewdly our legislators calculated
That most people were
Too lazy to perform a
REAL CRIME
So new laws were manufactured
Making it possible for anyone
To violate them any time of the day or night,
And
Once we had all broken some kind of law
We'd all be in the same big happy club
Right up there with the President,
The most exalted industrialists,
And the clerical big shots
Of all your favorite religions
TOTAL CRIMINALIZATION
Was the greatest idea of its time
And was vastly popular
Except with those people
Who didn't want to be crooks or outlaws,
So, of course, they had to be TRICKED INTO IT...
Which is one of the reasons why
Music
Was eventually made
Illegal
http://www.lyricsdomain.com/6/frank_zappa/scrutin
Before the law, there stands a guard.
A man comes from the country, begging admittance to the law.
But the guard cannot admit him.
May he hope to enter at a later time?
That is possible, said the guard.
The man tries to peer through the entrance.
He'd been taught that the law was to be accessible to every man.
"Do not attempt to enter without my permission", says the guard. "I am very powerful. Yet I am the least of all the guards. From hall to hall, door after door, each guard is more powerful than the last."
By the guard's permission, the man sits by the side of the door, and there he waits.
For years, he waits.
Everything he has, he gives away in the hope of bribing the guard, who never fails to say to him "I take what you give me only so that you will not feel that you left something undone."
Keeping his watch during the long years, the man has come to know even the fleas on the guard's fur collar.
Growing childish in old age, he begs the fleas to persuade the guard to change his mind and allow him to enter.
His sight has dimmed, but in the darkness he perceives a radiance streaming immortally from the door of the law.
And now, before he dies, all he's experienced condenses into one question, a question he's never asked.
He beckons the guard.
Says the guard, "You are insatiable! What is it now?"
Says the man, "Every man strives to attain the law. How is it then that in all these years, no one else has ever come here, seeking admittance?"
His hearing has failed, so the guard yells into his ear. "Nobody else but you could ever have obtained admittance. No one else could enter this door! This door was intended only for you! And now, I'm going to close it."
This tale is told during the story called "The Trial".
It's been said that the logic of this story is the logic of a dream... a nightmare.