A good defense against retroviruses would seem to be ruthlessly pruning out DNA that isn't functional, lest it be targeted by an invader. Have you considered that that DNA isn't functional because it is a decoy/shield against retroviruses finding the functional DNA and causing real havoc to befall cell function?
"No, no, no, don't tug on that. You never know what it might be attached to." --Dr. Buckaroo Banzai
By the definitions they're giving ("...requests to engage in... sexual talk or give personal sexual information..."), almost any sexual discussion could be considered "solicitation". And would include something as simple as someone asking, "A/S/L?" In that sense, real life is even more dangerous as the answer is readily apparent with no option for non-disclosure.
They'll get you somehow. Even if you don't have pre-burned copies and when approached you don't make any copies nor allow others to make their own, they'll get you on something, be it operating without a street vendor's license, violating zoning laws, loitering (even on your own property), or just plain false advertising.
You're always guilty of something. And if not you, something you own is.
Expect a server that lists purported contents but refuses to serve anything on any request to be declared a public nuisance device subject to forfeiture.
If a law reaches a certain point where the majority of the country doesn't support it (say, Prohibition as an example), then it should be repealed. I wonder how long it will take for cybercafes to be converted into toreasies.
Design it like Orac: it won't operate without the key (housed in a separate device) in place, such that the key-device is a black box to the rest of the hardware and not disclosed to it.
To defend against access to the physical hardware you make the physical hardware modular where some essential aspect could be missing.
Since there is no crime that the bitch of a woman can be charged with, the logical response is social shunning. The entire community refuses to have anything to do with her - including businesses! Imagine her going to the grocery store and the manager telling her they don't want her business. Imagine her going to some school function and every parent and every teacher turns their back on her. It won't bring back the dead girl, but it would get rid of the woman since she'd have to move. It would also send a strong message to everyone else in their community that some things are just not acceptable.
"It's a world much like our own, yet much unlike it. A twisted mirror of reality, in which a man can find himself cast out, made invisible by public acclamation, belonging no longer to society, but only to the gray reaches... of the Twilight Zone."
Mitchell Chaplin is strapped into a chair. His offense against society is read by an unseen judge: emotional coldness. For that, he is sentenced to a year of invisibility. He is unrepentant and even scornful of the sentence. They place a dab of gel in the center of his forehead then a mask-like applicator. Seconds later, it's removed to reveal a scar-like mound on his forehead. Even as Mitchell scoffs, the guards no longer respond to his heckling.
Outside, a man bumps into him. As he begins to apologize, he sees the mark on Mitchell's forehead as well as airborne surveillance drones. He quickly leaves. Mitchell goes to his workplace, but his co-workers ignore him completely. At the cafeteria, the server only serves others, so Mitchell goes behind the counter and serves himself. He sits across from a young boy, who quickly goes silent when his grandmother gestures at her forehead.
On day 41, a drunken Mitchell exits a liquor store carrying bottles he brazenly stole. He bumps into another man with the same mark. Again, with drones watching, the man quickly leaves. Mitchell sees a women's spa, so he walks in. In the sauna and whirlpool, none of the women would meet his eyes. He backs out. In his apartment, Mitchell tries to cover the mark with a hat, but it quickly burns a hole through.
On day 106, Mitchell is sitting in a cafeteria when a blind man sits down. The lonely Mitchell makes small talk, grateful for the attention. The man finds Mitchell very kind, especially when Mitchell gives him a bowl of soup, but a waitress sees the situation and whispers "Invisible" into the man's ear. He's outraged at Mitchell's deception and leaves in a huff.
On day 182, a dressed-up Mitchell goes to a black tie club with a stand up comic. He sits at a table, but the comic sees his mark and moves to put the spotlight directly in Mitchell's eyes. Mitchell leaves, not wanting to be disruptive. Outside, he sees an "invisible" woman and begs her to talk. She's fearful despite all his pleas.
On day 229, Mitchell walks down the street when he sees two punks breaking into a car. They hide until they see the mark. Once they break into the car, they drive down the street, then turn around and chase Mitchell. They hit him, leaving him writhing and screaming in pain. In his apartment, Mitchell calls for medical help, but the nurse insists that he has to show his face for face-print identification. When he does, she instantly hangs up, leaving Mitchell sobbing. He spends the night in agony.
A year after the sentence was passed, Mitchell sees two guards walk into his apartment. He's surprised and happy. The speechless guards reapply the "mask" and remove the mark. The moment they're finished, they begin a friendly chat with Mitchell, offering to take him out for a drink. He starts to decline, but then realizes his error.
Four months later, Mitchell is a warm, friendly, caring person. Suddenly, the "invisible"
Watching your children 100% of the time is not feasible. But you can engender in them the belief that they're being watched 100% of the time. That may be enough.
And it will prepare them for the real world where they will be.
I say leave lots of decoys around for them to try and guess at. Hiding in plain sight is incredibly effective if done correctly. "Three books? Wait a minute. Hold it. Nobody said anything about three books.... Like-- like what am I supposed to do? Take-take one book, or all books, or... or what?"
I used that method to defeat the XOR encryption on an Apple II program. One sample of the decrypted data and the ability to read the encrypted data and it was simple to derive the XOR cypher for decrypting the whole disk without disassembling the code in the patched DOS.
Just put in firmware a key generator and encrypt everything going on the memory bus with a new key on every start-up. Bonus: also remap the memory address space randomly so that instructions and data are not stored sequentially on the same chip. For pipeline filling to work though you'll want it integrated into the CPU.
And, assuming those 566 titles could be gotten cheaply enough at an average of $20 each (many many titles are now $15 or less at Amazon), that would be a $11,320 investment protected by only $3,396 worth of hard drives. You won't be able to repurchase on Blu-ray for $6 each (3396/566). It will be a long time before used prices drop that low. It'll be a long time before BD-Rs get that cheap.
Actually, now that it is dead its probably the perfect time to pick up some movies if you already have the hardware since there are going to be some serious fire sales.... Way ahead of you my friend.
Also check the used music stores for HD DVDs. Supplies there may be going into dumpsters as I type.
No external security, just once everyone is in their seats, inject them all with sedatives and fill the passenger cabin with sedative gas to put them all to sleep.
Or get rid of the plane and use mass teleportation.
Skip the BD-Rs, skip the Blu-ray burner, keep the image in HD DVD format and put it on your media server.
Amazon lists 566 HD DVD titles. Many of them are duplicates of others bundled in box sets, some are hybrids with a reduced capacity, a lot are pre-orders and many are presumed future release not available for pre-order. But let's assume single-disk single-side dual-layer HD DVD content on average and they're all full at 30 GB each, that's 16,980 GB. At current prices of 1 GB for 20 cents (sometimes less), to get drives to hold that library with no redundancy would cost only US$3,396, not counting interfaces, cables, and power necessary to build the 17 TB striped RAID. Some people pay that nearly that much for a whole computer. Might as well throw in another $200 TB for overhead and database with cover images, manual scans, and software.
For the adventurous, format the 17 TB RAID as UDF 2.5 and remaster the whole collection as if it were one huge HD DVD, masquerading as a drive, with just a USB, ATA, or eSATA interface to the outside and plug it into a standalone player's motherboard or into an XBOX 360.
HD-DVD drive: US$149.99 XBOX 360 USB HD DVD drive: $119.95
And really, that's all you need: a backup player in case your first one goes kaput, until both the Blu-ray burners and Blu-ray blanks drop in price. Meanwhile, snatch up the dwindling commercial supply of discs as they go on fire sale. (Better than when DiVX went away as HD DVD is already cracked.)
And BTW, it would look quite expensive for copying regular DVDs too if you had to buy separate new readers and burners for every disc you want to copy.
I think it has more to do with the fact he used his real name... ...and an opinion of news organizations that since they promote you by your name they now own your name and want to control anything associated under that name.
He should have used a nom de plume for his blog, but if I were entering the TV reporting market, I would use a nom de video so that my real name remains my property, and a nom de plume for any blogging, and never the two be associated.
Michael Jordon: Ask Mr. Puckett if I should bring it nose first or tail first? Kate Hellman: Michael he's dead. Michael Jordon:He is not dead. Kate Hellman: Yes he is. Michael Jordon:No he's not just ask him, ask him. Kate Hellman:Mr. Puckett, should he bring it in nose first or tail first?
[pause]
Michael Jordon: What did he say? Kate Hellman: [pounding Michael] Michael he's DEAD!!! Michael Jordon:He is not dead, he has gas! Haven't you heard of that? He's having a gas attack! Kate Hellman:Oh! [sighs] Michael Jordon: Where are the wheels? Kate Hellman: I don't know, where are the wheels? Michael Jordon, Kate Hellman: Where are the wheels? Michael Jordon: Where are the wheels? Kate Hellman: [sarcastically] Oh why don't you ask Mr. Puckett where the wheels are? Michael Jordon: Ha ha! Why can't I ask Mr. Puckett where the wheels are? Huh, Miss Smartass? Go on say it, go ahead! Kate Hellman: Oh, because he's dead. Michael Jordon:He is not dead, would you stop saying he's dead? He's got gas!
9. Reality mining Another Big Brother idea motivated by ad revenue. Give credit where credit is due. Candid Microphone (1947) and Candid Camera (1948) both came long before the Big Brother (1999) house.
And George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four was written in 1948 and first published in 1949, just so you know I'm just joking and not clueless.
You're thinking the wrong dimension. The team from the article is claiming that the MW is twice as thick, not twice as long. Radius of the spherical core.
Space Ghost: He's not the host of the show. Zorak: Yeah he is. Space Ghost: No he isn't, and you shut up, because I'm about to conduct an interview. Dave Thomas: Alright, Space Ghost, how thick is your neck? Space Ghost: I'll ask the questions, Dave. How thick is my neck? It's 48 inches. Dave Thomas: That's a decent sized neck. Space Ghost:Radius, Dave. Dave Thomas: 48 inch radius. Space Ghost: Radius. Dave Thomas: How do you measure it, with a straightened coat hanger or... Space Ghost: I just cut my head off and count the rings on my esophagus. Dave Thomas: Fair enough.
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"No, no, no, don't tug on that. You never know what it might be attached to."
--Dr. Buckaroo Banzai
Whatever does it for you buddy. Actually, it doesn't. It tends to be right out there for the world to see.
Catshit however....
They'll get you somehow. Even if you don't have pre-burned copies and when approached you don't make any copies nor allow others to make their own, they'll get you on something, be it operating without a street vendor's license, violating zoning laws, loitering (even on your own property), or just plain false advertising.
You're always guilty of something. And if not you, something you own is.
Expect a server that lists purported contents but refuses to serve anything on any request to be declared a public nuisance device subject to forfeiture.
Slideshow... boring; losing... consciousnesssssssssssssssss
Design it like Orac: it won't operate without the key (housed in a separate device) in place, such that the key-device is a black box to the rest of the hardware and not disclosed to it.
To defend against access to the physical hardware you make the physical hardware modular where some essential aspect could be missing.
Since there is no crime that the bitch of a woman can be charged with, the logical response is social shunning. The entire community refuses to have anything to do with her - including businesses! Imagine her going to the grocery store and the manager telling her they don't want her business. Imagine her going to some school function and every parent and every teacher turns their back on her. It won't bring back the dead girl, but it would get rid of the woman since she'd have to move. It would also send a strong message to everyone else in their community that some things are just not acceptable.
Have you not seen the 80's version of The Twilight Zone story To See the Invisible Man?
Mitchell Chaplin is strapped into a chair. His offense against society is read by an unseen judge: emotional coldness. For that, he is sentenced to a year of invisibility. He is unrepentant and even scornful of the sentence. They place a dab of gel in the center of his forehead then a mask-like applicator. Seconds later, it's removed to reveal a scar-like mound on his forehead. Even as Mitchell scoffs, the guards no longer respond to his heckling.
Outside, a man bumps into him. As he begins to apologize, he sees the mark on Mitchell's forehead as well as airborne surveillance drones. He quickly leaves. Mitchell goes to his workplace, but his co-workers ignore him completely. At the cafeteria, the server only serves others, so Mitchell goes behind the counter and serves himself. He sits across from a young boy, who quickly goes silent when his grandmother gestures at her forehead.
On day 41, a drunken Mitchell exits a liquor store carrying bottles he brazenly stole. He bumps into another man with the same mark. Again, with drones watching, the man quickly leaves. Mitchell sees a women's spa, so he walks in. In the sauna and whirlpool, none of the women would meet his eyes. He backs out. In his apartment, Mitchell tries to cover the mark with a hat, but it quickly burns a hole through.
On day 106, Mitchell is sitting in a cafeteria when a blind man sits down. The lonely Mitchell makes small talk, grateful for the attention. The man finds Mitchell very kind, especially when Mitchell gives him a bowl of soup, but a waitress sees the situation and whispers "Invisible" into the man's ear. He's outraged at Mitchell's deception and leaves in a huff.
On day 182, a dressed-up Mitchell goes to a black tie club with a stand up comic. He sits at a table, but the comic sees his mark and moves to put the spotlight directly in Mitchell's eyes. Mitchell leaves, not wanting to be disruptive. Outside, he sees an "invisible" woman and begs her to talk. She's fearful despite all his pleas.
On day 229, Mitchell walks down the street when he sees two punks breaking into a car. They hide until they see the mark. Once they break into the car, they drive down the street, then turn around and chase Mitchell. They hit him, leaving him writhing and screaming in pain. In his apartment, Mitchell calls for medical help, but the nurse insists that he has to show his face for face-print identification. When he does, she instantly hangs up, leaving Mitchell sobbing. He spends the night in agony.
A year after the sentence was passed, Mitchell sees two guards walk into his apartment. He's surprised and happy. The speechless guards reapply the "mask" and remove the mark. The moment they're finished, they begin a friendly chat with Mitchell, offering to take him out for a drink. He starts to decline, but then realizes his error.
Four months later, Mitchell is a warm, friendly, caring person. Suddenly, the "invisible"
And it will prepare them for the real world where they will be.
I used that method to defeat the XOR encryption on an Apple II program. One sample of the decrypted data and the ability to read the encrypted data and it was simple to derive the XOR cypher for decrypting the whole disk without disassembling the code in the patched DOS.
Just put in firmware a key generator and encrypt everything going on the memory bus with a new key on every start-up. Bonus: also remap the memory address space randomly so that instructions and data are not stored sequentially on the same chip. For pipeline filling to work though you'll want it integrated into the CPU.
And, assuming those 566 titles could be gotten cheaply enough at an average of $20 each (many many titles are now $15 or less at Amazon), that would be a $11,320 investment protected by only $3,396 worth of hard drives. You won't be able to repurchase on Blu-ray for $6 each (3396/566). It will be a long time before used prices drop that low. It'll be a long time before BD-Rs get that cheap.
Also check the used music stores for HD DVDs. Supplies there may be going into dumpsters as I type.
No external security, just once everyone is in their seats, inject them all with sedatives and fill the passenger cabin with sedative gas to put them all to sleep.
Or get rid of the plane and use mass teleportation.
They've had this tech in New Mexico since 1947.
Skip the BD-Rs, skip the Blu-ray burner, keep the image in HD DVD format and put it on your media server.
Amazon lists 566 HD DVD titles. Many of them are duplicates of others bundled in box sets, some are hybrids with a reduced capacity, a lot are pre-orders and many are presumed future release not available for pre-order. But let's assume single-disk single-side dual-layer HD DVD content on average and they're all full at 30 GB each, that's 16,980 GB. At current prices of 1 GB for 20 cents (sometimes less), to get drives to hold that library with no redundancy would cost only US$3,396, not counting interfaces, cables, and power necessary to build the 17 TB striped RAID. Some people pay that nearly that much for a whole computer. Might as well throw in another $200 TB for overhead and database with cover images, manual scans, and software.
For the adventurous, format the 17 TB RAID as UDF 2.5 and remaster the whole collection as if it were one huge HD DVD, masquerading as a drive, with just a USB, ATA, or eSATA interface to the outside and plug it into a standalone player's motherboard or into an XBOX 360.
(All capacities assumed to be metric.)
But don't bother with the extended warranty. If you don't think it will last long enough, just buy a spare drive.
And really, that's all you need: a backup player in case your first one goes kaput, until both the Blu-ray burners and Blu-ray blanks drop in price. Meanwhile, snatch up the dwindling commercial supply of discs as they go on fire sale. (Better than when DiVX went away as HD DVD is already cracked.)
And BTW, it would look quite expensive for copying regular DVDs too if you had to buy separate new readers and burners for every disc you want to copy.
He should have used a nom de plume for his blog, but if I were entering the TV reporting market, I would use a nom de video so that my real name remains my property, and a nom de plume for any blogging, and never the two be associated.
Michael Jordon: Ask Mr. Puckett if I should bring it nose first or tail first?
Kate Hellman: Michael he's dead.
Michael Jordon: He is not dead.
Kate Hellman: Yes he is.
Michael Jordon: No he's not just ask him, ask him.
Kate Hellman: Mr. Puckett, should he bring it in nose first or tail first?
[pause]
Michael Jordon: What did he say?
Kate Hellman: [pounding Michael] Michael he's DEAD!!!
Michael Jordon: He is not dead, he has gas! Haven't you heard of that? He's having a gas attack!
Kate Hellman: Oh! [sighs]
Michael Jordon: Where are the wheels?
Kate Hellman: I don't know, where are the wheels?
Michael Jordon, Kate Hellman: Where are the wheels?
Michael Jordon: Where are the wheels?
Kate Hellman: [sarcastically] Oh why don't you ask Mr. Puckett where the wheels are?
Michael Jordon: Ha ha! Why can't I ask Mr. Puckett where the wheels are? Huh, Miss Smartass? Go on say it, go ahead!
Kate Hellman: Oh, because he's dead.
Michael Jordon: He is not dead, would you stop saying he's dead? He's got gas!
You mean it wasn't pennywhistles and moonpies?
And George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four was written in 1948 and first published in 1949, just so you know I'm just joking and not clueless.