This annoying 8-year-old piece of animated office equipment was once the scurge of Office users the world over. A most tragic character, he was brought up to be helpful but only ever amounted to an annoying pisstard that was funny for five minutes until the user found the dog with the oxyacetylene torch. Ever since his termination from the Office project, Clippit has been offering his services to all and sundry. This time around, he's a dancer for hire, and he's changed his tune to: "Hello! It looks like you're trying to watch a television show. Would you like me to:
Have the volume turned up during commercials?
Refuse to record this program because it's got a broadcast flag?
Bugger up the lip-sync?"
Clippit has performed at numerous clubs around the world, working most famously along the south coast of England until he was displaced by that break-dancing dog with the l33t w3ld0r ski11z.
Why is that the open source fan boys bash EULA, claim it is not enforceable - yet tout the GPL and whine whenever a violation is perceived?
Let me try to answer this. Other people may do a better job. The GPL and most commercial EULAs are not the same type of animal. EULAs seek to restrict the user's freedoms. "Open source fan boys" tend to object to the EULAs because of this, and even more so because many EULAs attempt to impose restrictions outside the immediate scope of the software to which they are attached (e.g., mandating spyware, no benchmarking, etc., there was a story here earlier). The GPL, on the other hand, places no restrictions on use: you can do whatever you damn well like to the software so long as you keep it free. This, I believe, is the crux. "Open source fan boys" don't like people taking GPL'd code, locking it up where others can't get to it, and worse still (in some cases) claiming ownership of it.
There is no hypocrisy in asking that the GPL (which in my opinion is very reasonable, and anyone who thinks otherwise is probably trying to build a baby mulching machine) be respected whilst denouncing these jackbooted EULAs.
Ignoring your stereotyped and misinformed implication that suicide bombing is a hobby particular to the Middle East, Homer once did that over a telephone dialling code dispute (I think it ended up with The Who getting involved). And who can forget Jobriath's "I'm sick of your lack of faith" pipe-bomb from the Sick, Twisted, Totally F**ked Up Animation Festival? I ached something rotten after that.
The new series was good, but plagued with ambivalence. On the one hand, the Doctor makes jokes and the soundtrack plays the occasional circus melodies. On the other, he's a dark, damaged bugger of a Timelord (who may or may not have designs on his impressionable young companion), there are scenes of torure, talk of prostitutes... I for one welcome our grown-up over— no, Timelords. Now let's get rid of the pretence that this is some children's show and make it something challenging and credible*.
*Yes, I know this is fiction, but I think you catch my drift.
Oh, come on. Everybody knows that the chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one. So take your vast, envious, luminous eyes, your mind immeasurably superior to ours, your tripodal fighting machine and your goddam dirty red weed, get back in that cylinder, screw the lid on, and go home to the planet whence you came.
As a victim — sorry, recipient — of an eary 90s UK state education, I have "fond" memories of RISC OS. Indeed, I had never even paused to consider that as late as 1995, single-user (remember the Icon Virus?) cooperative multitasking (Turbodrivers) and non-virtualised memory (Access violation at 0x0084fe3d) still had a welcome place on the desktop. It looked nice and had really good pervasive drag-and-drop, but I'm not sure that there was much advanced stuff under the hood. The much-touted "all in ROM" brought more problems than benefits and made upgrading a pain in the arse. I remember my HP 48 being more stable.
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Er, run that one past me again...
I didn't think that sort of evidence was admissible in a UK court.
Clippit
Dance style: The Twist
This annoying 8-year-old piece of animated office equipment was once the scurge of Office users the world over. A most tragic character, he was brought up to be helpful but only ever amounted to an annoying pisstard that was funny for five minutes until the user found the dog with the oxyacetylene torch. Ever since his termination from the Office project, Clippit has been offering his services to all and sundry. This time around, he's a dancer for hire, and he's changed his tune to: "Hello! It looks like you're trying to watch a television show. Would you like me to:
Clippit has performed at numerous clubs around the world, working most famously along the south coast of England until he was displaced by that break-dancing dog with the l33t w3ld0r ski11z.
Quick, find him! Just where the hell is John fucking Titor when he's needed?!
Let me try to answer this. Other people may do a better job. The GPL and most commercial EULAs are not the same type of animal. EULAs seek to restrict the user's freedoms. "Open source fan boys" tend to object to the EULAs because of this, and even more so because many EULAs attempt to impose restrictions outside the immediate scope of the software to which they are attached (e.g., mandating spyware, no benchmarking, etc., there was a story here earlier). The GPL, on the other hand, places no restrictions on use: you can do whatever you damn well like to the software so long as you keep it free. This, I believe, is the crux. "Open source fan boys" don't like people taking GPL'd code, locking it up where others can't get to it, and worse still (in some cases) claiming ownership of it.
There is no hypocrisy in asking that the GPL (which in my opinion is very reasonable, and anyone who thinks otherwise is probably trying to build a baby mulching machine) be respected whilst denouncing these jackbooted EULAs.
My God.
And when I think they tried to get rid of Family Guy.
Oh, no. This looks like the beginning of yet another cut-and-paste troll.
Gone are the good old days of 'Taco porn.
Mmm. Apparently it's always written as "(annoyed grunt)" in the scripts. Can anyone give an Arabic translation of this?
Ignoring your stereotyped and misinformed implication that suicide bombing is a hobby particular to the Middle East, Homer once did that over a telephone dialling code dispute (I think it ended up with The Who getting involved). And who can forget Jobriath's "I'm sick of your lack of faith" pipe-bomb from the Sick, Twisted, Totally F**ked Up Animation Festival? I ached something rotten after that.
More deadly than Saddam, eh? Methinks that episode with either be neutered or omitted...
Now for all the other Obligatory Simpsons Quotes. Please keep them all to this thread, lest we quell serious discussion on Slash— oh, never mind.
Well, remember "Epilogue (Part 2) (NASA)" from Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of The War of the Worlds?
Isn't that the title of one of the numbers from Hindenburg! Der Musikal?
But Joe Sixpack should not be installing an operating system. That requires nous.
Come to think of it, this guy shouldn't really be allowed free movement of his arms, either.
Amen, I want drivers written by people who know what they're doing, not dopes who are more familiar cobbling together Windows drivers.
That sounds like the start to a bad joke, with the punch-line "because they've just been to Swansea".
There's more to consistency than just continuity. It also has to make logical sense.
"Is that a sonic screwdriver in your pocket or are you just pleased" etc., etc.
The new series was good, but plagued with ambivalence. On the one hand, the Doctor makes jokes and the soundtrack plays the occasional circus melodies. On the other, he's a dark, damaged bugger of a Timelord (who may or may not have designs on his impressionable young companion), there are scenes of torure, talk of prostitutes... I for one welcome our grown-up over— no, Timelords. Now let's get rid of the pretence that this is some children's show and make it something challenging and credible*.
*Yes, I know this is fiction, but I think you catch my drift.
You're not the only one. The series does need a scientific consultant (or, at least, Secretary of State for Consistency).
I know, someone's been listening to too much I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue.
Oh, come on. Everybody knows that the chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one. So take your vast, envious, luminous eyes, your mind immeasurably superior to ours, your tripodal fighting machine and your goddam dirty red weed, get back in that cylinder, screw the lid on, and go home to the planet whence you came.
Otherwise I'll get David Essex to sort you out.
Nah. Eve was faking it.
Brilliant! Can anyone draw a cartoon of this?!
OK, maybe you could answer me this: Where did that "whoop" come from that all the Acorns used to play when (re)started?
As a victim — sorry, recipient — of an eary 90s UK state education, I have "fond" memories of RISC OS. Indeed, I had never even paused to consider that as late as 1995, single-user (remember the Icon Virus?) cooperative multitasking (Turbodrivers) and non-virtualised memory (Access violation at 0x0084fe3d) still had a welcome place on the desktop. It looked nice and had really good pervasive drag-and-drop, but I'm not sure that there was much advanced stuff under the hood. The much-touted "all in ROM" brought more problems than benefits and made upgrading a pain in the arse. I remember my HP 48 being more stable.