The rule about splitting infinitives is a prescriptivist grammarian trope
Quite so. The original argument against split infinitives was that it made sentences difficult to translate into Latin. There may be some argument that this has limited relevance today.
... Every downloader is like a suicide bomber killing the music/movie industry profits.
She was a rich girl, she don't try to hide it
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
He was a poor boy, empty as a pocket
Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose
Thank you, Paul, and Ladysmith Black Mombasa. I can no longer hear of any proposed DMCA legislation without imagining pretty lobbyists with with absurdly expensive footwear in the Washington halls of power.
It stimulated discussion on an associated topic, security. Look past the surface, mate - secondary considerations are often indicators of something people really want to discuss. And there are a lot of divergent opinions, and in their elaboration, lurkers form their own opinions, some are educated and the purpose of a technical forum is fulfilled.
The point is that, as stupid as it may be, the owner of the machine SHOULD have omnipotent power over what happens, and is or is not allowed.
Hmm. How about "no, you may not have mail forwarding enabled" sort of decisions? And we have users who will click on anything "cute". Hey, if someone rings up and says "Can I get access to..." provided we know who they are, the answer is generally yes. But if there isn't a number they can call (IT) for this sort of thing, we'd get the crap social engineered out of us. "This guy said he was here to install the printer." Really? That would explain why you're logging in via Russia.
Sorry, controls are important, for the same reason you lock up at night.
Well up above the tropostrata
There is a region stark and stellar
Where, on a streak of anti-matter
Lived Dr. Edward Anti-Teller.
Remote from Fusion's origin,
He lived unguessed and unawares
With all his antikith and kin,
And kept macassars on his chairs.
One morning, idling by the sea,
He spied a tin of monstrous girth
That bore three letters: A. E. C.
Out stepped a visitor from Earth.
Then, shouting gladly o'er the sands,
Met two who in their alien ways
Were like as lentils. Their right hands
Clasped, and the rest was gamma rays. -- Harold P Furth
Something obviously got lost in the translation to x86.
KESU. The four-tier address/command relationship responsible for VAX/VMS' armour-plated security. Intel couldn't support it, thus x86 user mode programs were writing to places they well nigh shouldn't. Welcome to the world of buffer overrun exploits.
Or just bulk-write MicroSD cards and leave them in various places around the town. They're incredibly tiny, and can easily fit in a breath mint tin or other piece of identifiable (yet generally ignorable) piece of trash. Or just trade wristwatches - I carry 8GB on my wristwatch (thank you ThinkGeek:-)
"...I'd just hate to have to merge onto a 70 mph highway with only 39 hp."
It wouldn't be with only 39 hp. It would be 39 hp pumping up the batteries over a period of time, then one almighty bolt of volts across the armatures for a moment. You'd accellerate, ok.
"...dont fool yourself - entire american public is unaware of what ACTA is, even as of now, despite it has been internationally fought over by all major players in the world. so, its indeed possible to keep public ignorant. "
You're probably right. But a good question is -- how the hell are the population of the US ever going to learn the truth if there isn't an unfiltered source of news they can read, thus forming their own opinions?
Curiosity, access, the whispered word -- people will find out if they're not wrapped in cotton wool, and there's this thing called the Internet they can use. Change will happen.
Your attempt at being pedantic fails. A trebuchet is just a specific type of catapult. The device is in fact a catapult.
You are being insufficiently discriminating, sorry. They weren't classed as such, and medieval distinctions between catapults and trebuchets were quite distinct. You had catapults (also called "Onagers", or "rocking donkeys"), ballistae (God's very own crossbow, generally with two distinct arms, from which we derive the term "ballistics") and the various forms of trebuchets, the largest of which could throw a boulder the size of a small cottage. You would no more call them all "catapults" then you would say a strip-miner's Terex load carrier "just a form of car".
You're almost right. The most common spring wasn't twisted rope, it was twisted rawhide. Rope loses its elasticity almost immediately, rawhide doesn't.
(Scientific American, ca.1971 iirc)
The trebuchet we used in SCA combat (I was baron of Stormhold at the time) was a traction trebuchet; instead of a counterweight, it had four large ropes that people hauled down on, on command. Ours had a 6 metre (18') throwing arm. It was fairly well researched, and could throw a couple of kilograms worth of softballs the length of a football field on a fairly flat trajectory (when it didn't throw them directly up, which was too often).
I transported it to and from events duct-taped to the top of my VW van (the duct tape was for authenticity:P)
Or a Stirling engine with the cold sink buried and the hot node exposed to the sun, or as a focus for a solar array. This is the method used by some pilot solar electric plants now. How cold would it be a few metres under the surface, relative to the exposed surface during the lunar day? It's thermal differential that makes Stirlings work, not just a source of heat.
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The rule about splitting infinitives is a prescriptivist grammarian trope
Quite so. The original argument against split infinitives was that it made sentences difficult to translate into Latin. There may be some argument that this has limited relevance today.
... Every downloader is like a suicide bomber killing the music/movie industry profits.
She was a rich girl, she don't try to hide it
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
He was a poor boy, empty as a pocket
Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose
Thank you, Paul, and Ladysmith Black Mombasa. I can no longer hear of any proposed DMCA legislation without imagining pretty lobbyists with with absurdly expensive footwear in the Washington halls of power.
Your papers, please. I must see your papers.
Ahh, I see you have recently been to New York. Please step this way, this gentleman will escort you.
Ringworld is unstable.
It stimulated discussion on an associated topic, security. Look past the surface, mate - secondary considerations are often indicators of something people really want to discuss. And there are a lot of divergent opinions, and in their elaboration, lurkers form their own opinions, some are educated and the purpose of a technical forum is fulfilled.
Why are you even here?
The point is that, as stupid as it may be, the owner of the machine SHOULD have omnipotent power over what happens, and is or is not allowed.
Hmm. How about "no, you may not have mail forwarding enabled" sort of decisions? And we have users who will click on anything "cute". Hey, if someone rings up and says "Can I get access to ..." provided we know who they are, the answer is generally yes. But if there isn't a number they can call (IT) for this sort of thing, we'd get the crap social engineered out of us. "This guy said he was here to install the printer." Really? That would explain why you're logging in via Russia.
Sorry, controls are important, for the same reason you lock up at night.
I don't suppose you've ever heard of something called VMS by any chance?
/cry
I miss it.
But of course, you're talking about the naturally versioned file system.
/MoreCry
And TPU. And DCL. Lexical functions.
me := f$WeepsHorriblyIntoCereal
Well up above the tropostrata
There is a region stark and stellar
Where, on a streak of anti-matter
Lived Dr. Edward Anti-Teller.
Remote from Fusion's origin,
He lived unguessed and unawares
With all his antikith and kin,
And kept macassars on his chairs.
One morning, idling by the sea,
He spied a tin of monstrous girth
That bore three letters: A. E. C.
Out stepped a visitor from Earth.
Then, shouting gladly o'er the sands,
Met two who in their alien ways
Were like as lentils. Their right hands
Clasped, and the rest was gamma rays.
-- Harold P Furth
Mind you, all I know about the subject is an old Macintosh game ...
I think they reinvented COBOL.
Most likely cause: Pathetic pricks who write virus code and let it loose on the world, with no care whatever for the consequences to others.
Something obviously got lost in the translation to x86.
KESU. The four-tier address/command relationship responsible for VAX/VMS' armour-plated security. Intel couldn't support it, thus x86 user mode programs were writing to places they well nigh shouldn't. Welcome to the world of buffer overrun exploits.
Ahh, to be the geek again;
And play around with old SYSGEN
And users who would worship you
Because I gave them TPU.
Goodnight, Mr. Olsen, sleep well :(
Or just bulk-write MicroSD cards and leave them in various places around the town. They're incredibly tiny, and can easily fit in a breath mint tin or other piece of identifiable (yet generally ignorable) piece of trash. Or just trade wristwatches - I carry 8GB on my wristwatch (thank you ThinkGeek :-)
You've got it wrong, buddy, the "economy doing the rest" I mean. Here's my take...
My god, that's breathtaking. You've leapt the chasm from one man's vision to an unpleasant long term result in one cynical bound.
Grats!
We will probably have to go back to more traditional forms of fact gathering.
CIA Factbook on Egypt (publicly available): https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/geos/eg.html
"...I'd just hate to have to merge onto a 70 mph highway with only 39 hp."
It wouldn't be with only 39 hp. It would be 39 hp pumping up the batteries over a period of time, then one almighty bolt of volts across the armatures for a moment. You'd accellerate, ok.
"...dont fool yourself - entire american public is unaware of what ACTA is, even as of now, despite it has been internationally fought over by all major players in the world. so, its indeed possible to keep public ignorant. "
You're probably right. But a good question is -- how the hell are the population of the US ever going to learn the truth if there isn't an unfiltered source of news they can read, thus forming their own opinions?
Curiosity, access, the whispered word -- people will find out if they're not wrapped in cotton wool, and there's this thing called the Internet they can use. Change will happen.
Sort of like -- well, classical Journalism and it's past masters playing in the rarified air of honest, unbiased, confirmable reportage.
Ah, Edward R. Murrow, we do truly miss you.
And, P.J, we do truly revere you. It would be a sad, sad day if Groklaw ever left the tracks.
Whoever you are, out there, you're not a clever geek, you're just an asshole.
Your attempt at being pedantic fails. A trebuchet is just a specific type of catapult. The device is in fact a catapult.
You are being insufficiently discriminating, sorry. They weren't classed as such, and medieval distinctions between catapults and trebuchets were quite distinct. You had catapults (also called "Onagers", or "rocking donkeys"), ballistae (God's very own crossbow, generally with two distinct arms, from which we derive the term "ballistics") and the various forms of trebuchets, the largest of which could throw a boulder the size of a small cottage. You would no more call them all "catapults" then you would say a strip-miner's Terex load carrier "just a form of car".
So there! (insert Bronx cheer>
(Scientific American, ca.1971 iirc)
The trebuchet we used in SCA combat (I was baron of Stormhold at the time) was a traction trebuchet; instead of a counterweight, it had four large ropes that people hauled down on, on command. Ours had a 6 metre (18') throwing arm. It was fairly well researched, and could throw a couple of kilograms worth of softballs the length of a football field on a fairly flat trajectory (when it didn't throw them directly up, which was too often).
I transported it to and from events duct-taped to the top of my VW van (the duct tape was for authenticity :P)
I'll disbelieve it when i don't see it.
It would be a bit embarrassing for ITER if it turned out to be true...
No more embarrassing than gen 2 mainframes were "embarrassed" by the PC. Evolution must have its dinosaurs.
Or a Stirling engine with the cold sink buried and the hot node exposed to the sun, or as a focus for a solar array. This is the method used by some pilot solar electric plants now. How cold would it be a few metres under the surface, relative to the exposed surface during the lunar day? It's thermal differential that makes Stirlings work, not just a source of heat.