This reminds me of a bit of "accidental empires"
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By Mr. Cringley, which I thought was quite funny.
Steve Jobs sees the personal computer as his tool for changing the world. I know that sounds a lot like Bill Gates, but it's really very different. Gates sees the personal computer as a tool for transferring every stray dollar, deutsche mark, and kopek in the world into his pocket. Gates doesn't give a damn how people interact with their computers as long as they pay up. Jobs gives a damn. He wants to tell the world how to compute, to set the style of computing.
Bill Gates has no style; Steve Jobs has nothing but style.
A friend once suggested that Gates switch to Armani suits from his regular plaid shirt and Levis Dockers look. "I can't do that," Bill replied. "Steve Jobs wears Armani suits."
Think of Bill Gates as the emir of Kuwait and Steve Jobs as Saddam Hussein.
Like the emir, Gates wants to run his particular subculture with an iron hand, dispensing flawed justice as he sees fit and generally keeping the bucks flowing in, not out. Jobs wants to control the world. He doesn't care about mantaining a strategic advantage; he wants to attack, to bring death to the infidels. We're talking rivers of blood here. We're talking martyrs. Jobs doesn't care if there are a dozen companies or a hundred companies opposing him. He doesn't care what the odds are against success. Like Saddam, he doesn't even care how much his losses are. Nor does he even have to win, if, by losing the mother of all battles he can maintain his peculiar form of conviction, still stand before an adoring crowd of nerds, symbolically firing his 9mm automatic into the air, telling the victors that they are still full of shit.
You guessed it. By the usual standards of Silicon Valley CEOs, where job satisfaction is measured in dollars, and an opulent retirement by age 40 is the goal, Steve Jobs is crazy.
"Because the Big-5 lure them with big $$$ and fame!" Hah, by offering them a recording contract. I can see it now:
"Well, I can't even sing, but whatever" Smoke and fire pour from the document, singeing a bewildered congressman's eyebrows. The congressman wakes up in bed with a jerk. His eyebrows are all but burned off and evil cackling is still echoing in his ears.
Well, if I were to conduct nefarious deals, that's how I would do it.;)
we already pick the sperm that seem the strongest. Although by then I think it will go further than that. You engineer the fetus before it ever is created. Unless, of course, you can't afford it, in which case you may or may not end up with a defective child.
well if you're going to nitpick
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word (wûrd) n. A sound or a combination of sounds, or its representation in writing or printing, that symbolizes and communicates a meaning and may consist of a single morpheme or of a combination of morphemes.
Apparently, they've decided that was too hard and/or expensive, and decided to market this ridiculous click-and-run as some "revolutionary" feature.
Bingo. I think you just the nail on the head. It's like in the cartoons, where at the end when Elmer Fudd decides to be a rabbit after failing at killing bugss so many times. "Why beat them when you can join them?" Why do work to make a quality product when you can make more money if you spend your R&D budget on marketing your piece of crap?
Yeah, while they drill in from the other side and put something interesting there. MY GOD!! It's a tennis shoe... So then, the ancient Egyptians must have played tennis! Fascinating!
Or the ski instructor who then cuts your pass. Ahem.. Uh, not that that's ever happened to me, or anything.
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You bastard. So you're the one... Just the other day I had to go over to my grandparents to "fix" their computer. Luckily I was able to plug it in with no problems.
On the plus side, they decided I was a genius and payed me in food. It's hard to stay annoyed when you're being fed.
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By Mr. Cringley, which I thought was quite funny. Steve Jobs sees the personal computer as his tool for changing the world. I know that sounds a lot like Bill Gates, but it's really very different. Gates sees the personal computer as a tool for transferring every stray dollar, deutsche mark, and kopek in the world into his pocket. Gates doesn't give a damn how people interact with their computers as long as they pay up. Jobs gives a damn. He wants to tell the world how to compute, to set the style of computing. Bill Gates has no style; Steve Jobs has nothing but style. A friend once suggested that Gates switch to Armani suits from his regular plaid shirt and Levis Dockers look. "I can't do that," Bill replied. "Steve Jobs wears Armani suits." Think of Bill Gates as the emir of Kuwait and Steve Jobs as Saddam Hussein. Like the emir, Gates wants to run his particular subculture with an iron hand, dispensing flawed justice as he sees fit and generally keeping the bucks flowing in, not out. Jobs wants to control the world. He doesn't care about mantaining a strategic advantage; he wants to attack, to bring death to the infidels. We're talking rivers of blood here. We're talking martyrs. Jobs doesn't care if there are a dozen companies or a hundred companies opposing him. He doesn't care what the odds are against success. Like Saddam, he doesn't even care how much his losses are. Nor does he even have to win, if, by losing the mother of all battles he can maintain his peculiar form of conviction, still stand before an adoring crowd of nerds, symbolically firing his 9mm automatic into the air, telling the victors that they are still full of shit. You guessed it. By the usual standards of Silicon Valley CEOs, where job satisfaction is measured in dollars, and an opulent retirement by age 40 is the goal, Steve Jobs is crazy.
You see sir, I have this rare medical condition which requires me to uh... GIVE IT TO ME! Give it to me NOW!
Do some research, and include quotes and backing evidence that support your claim.
Then bill him for your lost time. If he doesn't pay, sue him. Ah yes, two can play the bitch game.
Is that all it takes??? It's a TRICK you fool!! We need to look into conversion resistance.
"Because the Big-5 lure them with big $$$ and fame!"
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Hah, by offering them a recording contract. I can see it now:
"Well, I can't even sing, but whatever"
Smoke and fire pour from the document, singeing a bewildered congressman's eyebrows. The congressman wakes up in bed with a jerk. His eyebrows are all but burned off and evil cackling is still echoing in his ears.
Well, if I were to conduct nefarious deals, that's how I would do it.
Dear God no! Then the shivans will come and destroy us all!
you have female friends? Where did you get them?
Yeah, except if you tried that here, you'd be labeled a terrorist. It reminds me of a headline I saw in some movie:
"So and so deported to (insert random country), says he's not from there"
we already pick the sperm that seem the strongest. Although by then I think it will go further than that. You engineer the fetus before it ever is created. Unless, of course, you can't afford it, in which case you may or may not end up with a defective child.
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word (wûrd)
n.
A sound or a combination of sounds, or its representation in writing or printing, that symbolizes and communicates a meaning and may consist of a single morpheme or of a combination of morphemes.
I bet they'd like to have a hand in your radio station.
Oh don't worry, that feature will still be available.
Yeah, then your food will start to break apart while it's still on it.
Bingo. I think you just the nail on the head. It's like in the cartoons, where at the end when Elmer Fudd decides to be a rabbit after failing at killing bugss so many times. "Why beat them when you can join them?" Why do work to make a quality product when you can make more money if you spend your R&D budget on marketing your piece of crap?
So as an employer, I could get around that by printing on blue paper right?
Yeah, while they drill in from the other side and put something interesting there. MY GOD!! It's a tennis shoe... So then, the ancient Egyptians must have played tennis! Fascinating!
At first that what what I thought they were talking about. Kind of makes sense doesn't it? (The semantics, not the actual act)
Now I won't have to use a clumsy voice changer when I call in my ransom demands, because it will be built into my phone. Boy!
hm. That makes me think of a cool case mod. Think how cool you could keep it!
it's the music itself that's illegal. Ironic, too, because it's not all that out of the question.
Yeah, but what if someone sets up file sharing server next to their off-shore bank (or wherever)? What are they going to do, bomb it?
Or the ski instructor who then cuts your pass. Ahem.. Uh, not that that's ever happened to me, or anything.
On the plus side, they decided I was a genius and payed me in food. It's hard to stay annoyed when you're being fed.
Technically we did pay taxes on the moon. The parts didn't come from nowhere you know. Thankyou for your time.