Really nice scifi book with a noir mystery feel. Explores this idea of downloading brains, thoroughly. Even if downloading can be made to happen, uploading into wetwork would probably be more difficult.
Your stated desire for a "good" neighborhood could be interpreted
Or it could be interpreted as a desire for a neighborhood where people in trucks don't shout obscenities at pedestrians, for no apparent reason, other than picking their inheritance from the shallow end of the gene pool. Or kick holes in doors, because it's less boring than standing on the street corner waiting for something to happen. Or shoot people for $3 and the thrill of it, mostly the thrill, and a deep formless anger.
I was looking for an apartment. I was new to the area, so I had a real estate agent help me. When I asked her about whether the area was "good" or "bad," she replied she was not allowed to give that kind of information.
As it turned out, the area was "bad." I wonder if she just didn't want to tell me, or is there really such a restriction?
Become a plumber, auto mechanic or such. After all the tech jobs and manufacturing are sent overseas, those will be the good jobs.
Until we figure out how to outsource those jobs too, using robotic telepresence. Doctors are already performing operations remotely. As soon as this technology becomes cheap enough, and it will, we may have to redefine what it means to be an immigrant or foreign worker.
The lag time from India may be prohibitive, but I'm sure there are plenty of willing waldo operators to be found in Mexico and South America.
Don't shareholders sell their shares to other shareholders by definition?
In this case, the correct term for the "other shareholder" is: "mark." Like selling your interest in swamp land, a depleted gold mine, or the Brooklyn Bridge.
If something is going to be free, it needs to be free, not "kinda-free, only when you agree with us"
The great counter-example: Microsoft and their infamous Word EULA, stating that the software may not be used to write anything critical of Microsoft. Once you start down the road of "you can't use my software unless you think exactly like me," where does it stop?
<Yoda Voice>
Dark Side that way lies!
</Yoda Voice>
What a phrase! Better watch out, you don't want to get pulled over and be found to be in possession of a "controlled music substance."
This is just one row over from "controlled literary substance" and one column up from "thought crime." Though, that last CMS I tried left my ears all numb and tingly. That was some good shit! (Another CMS wasn't much good for listening, but it killed all the mice in my house.)
My former employer told me that their policy was to give only factual information to (potential) future employers: I worked there from when to when, I performed such-and-so function, and possibly if I was eligible for re-hire. No opinions, positive or negative.
If I wanted a reference from somebody there, it would have to be a personal reference. However, I suppose there are companies who will call your former employer on your behalf, just to see if they're sticking to their policy, or sabotaging your reputation on the sly.
I'm visualizing a flock of computer controled ultralight orinthopters with wings made of plastic explosive.
This reminds me of that Road Runner cartoon where Wiley Coyote takes a couple dozen sticks of dynamite, straps wings to them, lights the fuses, and releases them from a balloon...
At least for a while, they seem to flock. Whole rest of the cartoon, they keep drifting in on him.
the multiple levels of irony in this article make that Alanis Morissette song...
It's unfortunate that Alanis Morissette's song is as tied to irony in the public consciousness, as the William Tell overture is tied to the Lone Ranger.
At least her song stands as a great example of what irony (apparently a very slippery concept) is not: a black fly in your Chardonnary.
I once had a dispute like this with somebody on Ebay. He sold me something, but it was broken, and he wouldn't answer my emails. I went the course complaining to Ebay, Paypal, but nobody cared.
So I went to my credit card company, said cancel the charge, it's fraudulent. They mediated it, but said that I had to provide proof that I had returned it. (By this time, the seller decided to stop ignoring me.)
Sent it back, but I returned it with Signature Receipt (something like that) so that the seller couldn't play games and claim he never got it back. Some people are not worth the air they breathe.
The issue here isn't whether hulk and CadillacMan stole/unlawfully copied/legally through fair use copied something.
Yes. This goes way beyond the whole copyright thing. It says just because you have a stable of lawyers, and are a massive corporation, you can't go swaggering in, demanding information. You have get a judge first.
In reality, when this happens to a small ISP or school, they probably pee their pants in fear, and roll over for the big bad wolf. But at least the legal option to fight this exists, for those with some cajones.
They keep offering up these "great deals," which must have sounded great to their heads-up-their-ass marketing departments, but which are actually, time and again, great steaming piles of horseshit.
Are they really this clueless, or are they victims of their own wishful thinking that people will actually buy into this crap?
Probably too much to ask, but, how about 10 cents per song download, no DRM, no monthly fee, any format, and any encoding rate from 128K on up. I would gladly pay that.
Unless it's been reported alive or dead on Fark. ("The cat, once thought dead, then alive again, then dead, is actually, alive... for now. Quantum physics make my head asplode.")
That's right. I'd like to see that each and every case of somebody leaving works like this on a shared folder, be prosecuted. Prosecute all, or prosecute none.
Why? Because, in cases like these, there is going to be somebody, some Senator's son or daughter, etc., who the government knows is really bad publicity. Well, tough. All or none, pal.
Come to think of it, there are many laws which wouldn't survive the light of day with equal and aggressive enforcement.
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Another one: Kiln People, by David Brin.
Or it could be interpreted as a desire for a neighborhood where people in trucks don't shout obscenities at pedestrians, for no apparent reason, other than picking their inheritance from the shallow end of the gene pool. Or kick holes in doors, because it's less boring than standing on the street corner waiting for something to happen. Or shoot people for $3 and the thrill of it, mostly the thrill, and a deep formless anger.
As it turned out, the area was "bad." I wonder if she just didn't want to tell me, or is there really such a restriction?
You just know it's all coming back up.
Until we figure out how to outsource those jobs too, using robotic telepresence. Doctors are already performing operations remotely. As soon as this technology becomes cheap enough, and it will, we may have to redefine what it means to be an immigrant or foreign worker.
The lag time from India may be prohibitive, but I'm sure there are plenty of willing waldo operators to be found in Mexico and South America.
In this case, the correct term for the "other shareholder" is: "mark." Like selling your interest in swamp land, a depleted gold mine, or the Brooklyn Bridge.
The great counter-example: Microsoft and their infamous Word EULA, stating that the software may not be used to write anything critical of Microsoft. Once you start down the road of "you can't use my software unless you think exactly like me," where does it stop?
<Yoda Voice>
Dark Side that way lies!
</Yoda Voice>
This is just one row over from "controlled literary substance" and one column up from "thought crime." Though, that last CMS I tried left my ears all numb and tingly. That was some good shit! (Another CMS wasn't much good for listening, but it killed all the mice in my house.)
If I wanted a reference from somebody there, it would have to be a personal reference. However, I suppose there are companies who will call your former employer on your behalf, just to see if they're sticking to their policy, or sabotaging your reputation on the sly.
This reminds me of that Road Runner cartoon where Wiley Coyote takes a couple dozen sticks of dynamite, straps wings to them, lights the fuses, and releases them from a balloon...
At least for a while, they seem to flock. Whole rest of the cartoon, they keep drifting in on him.
My first thought was: "AFLAC!" Then I looked it up.
(Mea culpa for feeding the trolls.)
It's unfortunate that Alanis Morissette's song is as tied to irony in the public consciousness, as the William Tell overture is tied to the Lone Ranger.
At least her song stands as a great example of what irony (apparently a very slippery concept) is not: a black fly in your Chardonnary.
Goosestepping sheep... now there's an image.
Sheepstepping goose?
Shoosestepping geep?
Geesestepping shoop?
Imagine going back to cartridge-based systems, instead of DVD-based?
Um. Is that good, or bad? Not up on the lingo, if that's "lingo."
They had to tune down their email spam filter to let that one through...
NYT to sue the NYPL over providing free news online...
Douglas Adams Remembered By Those Who Knew Him
Of course. He's not going to be remembered by those who knew nothing about him.
So I went to my credit card company, said cancel the charge, it's fraudulent. They mediated it, but said that I had to provide proof that I had returned it. (By this time, the seller decided to stop ignoring me.)
Sent it back, but I returned it with Signature Receipt (something like that) so that the seller couldn't play games and claim he never got it back. Some people are not worth the air they breathe.
Yes. This goes way beyond the whole copyright thing. It says just because you have a stable of lawyers, and are a massive corporation, you can't go swaggering in, demanding information. You have get a judge first.
In reality, when this happens to a small ISP or school, they probably pee their pants in fear, and roll over for the big bad wolf. But at least the legal option to fight this exists, for those with some cajones.
Are they really this clueless, or are they victims of their own wishful thinking that people will actually buy into this crap?
Probably too much to ask, but, how about 10 cents per song download, no DRM, no monthly fee, any format, and any encoding rate from 128K on up. I would gladly pay that.
Quit trying to put lipstick on pig after pig.
Unless it's been reported alive or dead on Fark. ("The cat, once thought dead, then alive again, then dead, is actually, alive... for now. Quantum physics make my head asplode.")
Why? Because, in cases like these, there is going to be somebody, some Senator's son or daughter, etc., who the government knows is really bad publicity. Well, tough. All or none, pal.
Come to think of it, there are many laws which wouldn't survive the light of day with equal and aggressive enforcement.
Guess where the CD goes. Yes, there.
Have you ever danced with the devil by the pale moon light?