I'm going to get calls from strangers because my name's on a list.
I'm going to get spam.
So what's the fucking news? So your hearts are broken by one of your own? Wake up and get your heads out of your Linux-compatible asses.
The pizza company sold my name when I was 13 and ordered for the first time. My university sells ghetto gold in the cafeteria and coddles near-scam 'societies' and sells my name and number to every jamoke with a badge and letterhead. Every online employment agency, e-publication, and merchant I've ever used has (judging by the spam) sold my information without a qualm. I can't even keep track of how many dozens of people have sold my name to hundreds of businesses.
Where's the news? Privacy is shot to hell, my pie-eyed friends. The world's not going to change. My social security number, phone, address, name, and email -- and yours, too, even the most paranoid among you-- are penny whores to anyone who's interested. It's too late to protest. It's too late to complain.
Let Yahoo make their dollar... standing on a golden standard won't change the other 38 pieces of spam I get or average 2 credit card offers in the mail every day. At least I like Yahoo.
Hmm. Well, I take it you've never sat on the monkey side of the programmer->supportmonkey flow of power.
Here's how it goes: I sit reading Slashdot, furrowing my brow feriously. A problem arises or my boss gets a fantastically [stupid] idea. I curse the gods of mediocrity that prevent me from rising any higher in the IT field, then I bust into monkey action... I need software to get a job done, the boss refuses to pay money for the correct solution, it's time to find some evaluation crap, rig something up, and let the boss worry about it when the license expires and my rigged solution isn't legal anymore.
1) I chart out my ideas, go over my available tools (not many, or I wouldn't be in this position), and figure out what parts I'll need from the outside.
2) I go to the outside. Software repositories, google, a few monkey message boards, the usual.
3) I download everything that looks close.
4) I install each program, one by one, and try to cram it into my preplanned solution.
5) I pick my favorites, modify my solution to their inevitable flaws (they're free = sub-perfect), and start on the three-crates-and-a-banana testing phase.
6)I'm a monkey, so I just bang the crates into each other until the banana falls down.
7) You e-mail the fake address I gave you back in step 3 because I'm angry and don't give a f--- about your information database.
8) Magically, the e-mail makes it to me anyway. If it doesn't get filtered, I delete it anyhow because I'm already at least in the testing stage.
Monkey power, baby. I'm who you're selling to. If you're going to make any money, it's because I tell the boss in a month that I refuse to let us use your tool because it's illegal. The only way I'm going to do that is if I don't hate you, and your product works.
Making me register makes me hate you. Worse, it gives your competitors a fat lead into my mindspace; and I'm lazy, so I'm not about to change my views when you come begging.
How soon until sufficient AI exists to automate the process, and mobile justice can be handed out Judge Dredd style?
This is a great example of either nerd-paranoia or journalistic exaggeration. All the "cybercourt" is doing is taking technology solutions from business and applying them to bureaucracy. The court will not handle criminal or civil cases, only business cases involving sums of more than $25,000US. The Small Business Assocation of Michigan supports the new procedures.
Even the term "cybercourt" is hype. It's a loaded name intended to, first, make Michigan look tech-nice, and second, to cloud the system's basic simplicity and justify whatever the government spent to build it. It's idiotic to compare Judge Dredd-style future AI with a few video cams and electronic form shuffling. The only advancement here is one of marketing... which I would mock as feeble marketing, if it didn't apparently succeed enough to send the softer-minded Slashdotters into a Chicken-Little-like tizzy.
The sky is not falling. Microsoft will not eat you. Our courts have not been compromised by cam whores.
This is a pretty awesome project. I noticed their group is concerned about censorship. Now they should combine their uber-display with the German porn restrictions and fight the man with a few extremely low-res women!
Oh turn me on Helga. Turn me on.
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...we often poke fun at the Norwegians (like the Germans do to the Ostfriesen)
Slap on the wrist? Exactly how do you call this a 'slap on the wrist'?
Mafiaboy is a seventeen year old - a teenager, probably misplaced socially - who decided to see what he could do with his computer. What you deride as 'script kiddieism' is nothing more than curiosity travelling its logical path. The only reasons he didn't bury his nose in *nix programming like you probably did is because one, he's young, and two, it's boring.
This isn't to say he's any sort of innocent. Obviously he has some anger issues or something to work out, and these should be dealt with. Eight months in juvey is going to be a dragging hell for him as it is, and probably won't resolve any of his social aberrancy. It's not just harsh, it's ineffective.
What would you advise as an alternative to this 'slap on the wrist'? Throw him in prison and let him rot? I have to say, then, that you are one hard motherfucker. His crimes were economic, nonviolent, and those of youth: more annoyances than anything, and ones that show us that . It would immoral to steal his life to pay for what it can't.
Ideally, he should simply be seperated from technology and forced to work excessively in the community. Make him go out and meet people. Make him help people. This isn't an evil, violent person. Locking him in with his fellow misanthropes is going to help no one.
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I'm going to get calls from strangers because my name's on a list.
I'm going to get spam.
So what's the fucking news? So your hearts are broken by one of your own? Wake up and get your heads out of your Linux-compatible asses.
The pizza company sold my name when I was 13 and ordered for the first time. My university sells ghetto gold in the cafeteria and coddles near-scam 'societies' and sells my name and number to every jamoke with a badge and letterhead. Every online employment agency, e-publication, and merchant I've ever used has (judging by the spam) sold my information without a qualm. I can't even keep track of how many dozens of people have sold my name to hundreds of businesses.
Where's the news? Privacy is shot to hell, my pie-eyed friends. The world's not going to change. My social security number, phone, address, name, and email -- and yours, too, even the most paranoid among you-- are penny whores to anyone who's interested. It's too late to protest. It's too late to complain.
Let Yahoo make their dollar... standing on a golden standard won't change the other 38 pieces of spam I get or average 2 credit card offers in the mail every day. At least I like Yahoo.
Here's how it goes: I sit reading Slashdot, furrowing my brow feriously. A problem arises or my boss gets a fantastically [stupid] idea. I curse the gods of mediocrity that prevent me from rising any higher in the IT field, then I bust into monkey action... I need software to get a job done, the boss refuses to pay money for the correct solution, it's time to find some evaluation crap, rig something up, and let the boss worry about it when the license expires and my rigged solution isn't legal anymore.
1) I chart out my ideas, go over my available tools (not many, or I wouldn't be in this position), and figure out what parts I'll need from the outside.
2) I go to the outside. Software repositories, google, a few monkey message boards, the usual.
3) I download everything that looks close.
4) I install each program, one by one, and try to cram it into my preplanned solution.
5) I pick my favorites, modify my solution to their inevitable flaws (they're free = sub-perfect), and start on the three-crates-and-a-banana testing phase.
6)I'm a monkey, so I just bang the crates into each other until the banana falls down.
7) You e-mail the fake address I gave you back in step 3 because I'm angry and don't give a f--- about your information database.
8) Magically, the e-mail makes it to me anyway. If it doesn't get filtered, I delete it anyhow because I'm already at least in the testing stage.
Monkey power, baby. I'm who you're selling to. If you're going to make any money, it's because I tell the boss in a month that I refuse to let us use your tool because it's illegal. The only way I'm going to do that is if I don't hate you, and your product works.
Making me register makes me hate you. Worse, it gives your competitors a fat lead into my mindspace; and I'm lazy, so I'm not about to change my views when you come begging.
Monkey power.
This is a great example of either nerd-paranoia or journalistic exaggeration. All the "cybercourt" is doing is taking technology solutions from business and applying them to bureaucracy. The court will not handle criminal or civil cases, only business cases involving sums of more than $25,000US. The Small Business Assocation of Michigan supports the new procedures.
Even the term "cybercourt" is hype. It's a loaded name intended to, first, make Michigan look tech-nice, and second, to cloud the system's basic simplicity and justify whatever the government spent to build it. It's idiotic to compare Judge Dredd-style future AI with a few video cams and electronic form shuffling. The only advancement here is one of marketing... which I would mock as feeble marketing, if it didn't apparently succeed enough to send the softer-minded Slashdotters into a Chicken-Little-like tizzy.
The sky is not falling. Microsoft will not eat you. Our courts have not been compromised by cam whores.
Oh turn me on Helga. Turn me on.
Is this only funny if you're American?
Slap on the wrist? Exactly how do you call this a 'slap on the wrist'?
Mafiaboy is a seventeen year old - a teenager, probably misplaced socially - who decided to see what he could do with his computer. What you deride as 'script kiddieism' is nothing more than curiosity travelling its logical path. The only reasons he didn't bury his nose in *nix programming like you probably did is because one, he's young, and two, it's boring.
This isn't to say he's any sort of innocent. Obviously he has some anger issues or something to work out, and these should be dealt with. Eight months in juvey is going to be a dragging hell for him as it is, and probably won't resolve any of his social aberrancy. It's not just harsh, it's ineffective.
What would you advise as an alternative to this 'slap on the wrist'? Throw him in prison and let him rot? I have to say, then, that you are one hard motherfucker. His crimes were economic, nonviolent, and those of youth: more annoyances than anything, and ones that show us that . It would immoral to steal his life to pay for what it can't.
Ideally, he should simply be seperated from technology and forced to work excessively in the community. Make him go out and meet people. Make him help people. This isn't an evil, violent person. Locking him in with his fellow misanthropes is going to help no one.