in the Aurora, Co Mall, somebody had bought an iphone and another person running by grabbed it. Apparently, they tore a finger off the owner, and yet, the crook continued to run with it.
I would have bet any amount of bitcoin that this was an urban legend, but here ya go.
Although having said that, it sounds like the thief wasn't deliberately trying to steal the finger; it just got mangled by the cord wrapped around the victim's finger by the sudden pulling force. The thief didn't so much "take the finger" as take so much skin, doubtful that it could be used to reconstruct a fingerprint, that the finger had to be amputated.
All of you are presupposing the FES people actually believe the earth is flat. I am positive that it's just a massive, ongoing troll prank and they laugh like crazy every time someone tries to "convince" them how wrong they are.
they argued, successfully, that they weren't a "News" organization and were in fact an entertainment network. That's how they get away with running opinion pieces and news stories side by side without notice or a pause.
No. Much as I loathe Fox News, I'd rather see them strung up for actual, documented abuses rather than an urban legend that was debunked years ago. First, it was a single station rather than the entire network. Second, it was a management dispute with a particular employee, not a dispute over the station's truthiness in general. And finally, while the court awarded the plaintiff damages, it made a specific note that it was not a question of the station's truthfulness but a personal dispute between station management and the employee.
Absolutely, network news -- including both Fox and CNN -- tilt their news to favor their POV, but you can't pin it all on Fox and pretend the others are objective.
I gather from your response that you took what I said seriously. OK.
Ah, no. Sorry, I was using your sarcastic response as a hook upon which to hang my larger gripe at the whole concept of cryptocurrency mining. Criminy, your remark made my sarcasm detector go off the scale!
After spending $3600 on the unit, how long will it take at average mining rates to recover your investment, and after that does it mine enough per hour to pay for the electricity used to run the unit?
I mean, I'd gladly sell a device that paid out a penny a day for only $3600. The customers would break even in only 986 years, and after that it's pure profit!
Yup, P.T. Barnum greatly underestimated the sucker proliferation rate.
All I ever cared about was getting favorite games of the 90s to run on my Linux desktop without booting to a Windows partition:
Age of Kings
Theme Park
Theme Hospital ("Pharmacist needed in the pharmacy!")
Call of Duty 2
Wine didn't run a single one of those properly. I gave up and installed a secondary boot partition for Windows 98 until VMWare came out with a free client, and ever since then it's been VMPlayer all the way.
I really wanted WINE to succeed, but it's just too little too late at this point.
Yes, exactly this. I tend to be a whimsical person -- I am always the class clown, in any setting (for perspective, let it be noted that I am in my mid-50s but I still act like I'm 12). About a hundred years ago I was at a party for some friends who were to be married the next day, and they had margaritas flowing endlessly. I asked later what I was like, since I didn't remember a bit of it. My friends assured me "You were just like you, only much more so."
In other words, I expect alcohol to give me a happy buzz so that's what it does for me. Red wine, scotch, vodka, girlie cocktails, margaritas, whatever -- I go about with this big grin on my face and say things that (in my inebriated mind) are hilarious.
Only slightly related anecdote: The closest I ever came to death by alcohol poisoning was at a dorm party (big surprise, right?) circa 1982. I knew from the start that I'd never remember the weird things going on, so I came up with the brilliant plan of taking notes of anything interesting that crossed my mind. Only... I didn't have anything to write with, or write on. I have a vague recollection of searching the dorm floor, until I found a discarded pencil and grabbed some paper towels from the bathroom. Then whenever anything caught my attention, I wrote it down on my ad hoc diary. I wasn't able to read my notes for several days, because I spent the night throwing up in my bed (kids, take note -- this CAN kill you) and nursing the mother of all hangovers. When I finally got around to looking at my wadded-up paper towel full of notes... it was complete gibberish. Between the poor medium to begin with and my already-sloppy handwriting and the booze giving me an even worse scrawl, the words ran all over the page in random directions, incomplete sentences, and smudges. All I could make out was some mention of an SCTV skit that was a parody of M*A*S*H and to this day I have no idea if that was real at all or I just imagined it.
Nowadays I generally limit myself to a glass or two or six of red wine before bed, to help me sleep. Unless my wife is driving. Or it's a full moon. Or a new moon. Or a partial moon. Or a day ending in "y".
I passed 50 a few years back, and recently celebrated my 25th anniversary with my employer (same company, different management). I was getting to the burnout phase rapidly due to rapidly changing platforms that I had to learn quickly. Clipper to SQL was fairly straightforward, then suddenly it was ASP.NET, Java, JavaScript, jQuery... and just about the time I was halfway competent with all that, we changed direction and then everything is WebAPI in C#, automated testing with XTest, and things I can't even pronounce. They have plenty of kids -- literally half my age and younger -- who ride the bleeding edge like surfers on a monster wave, so what was I really contributing any more?
The answer (for me): Move to DevOps. I know a lot of older devs go to management, but I have all the leadership skills of a squirrel. So I figure, I'll be the wind beneath their wings. Provide vCloud environments, streamline the build/test/deploy process, that kind of thing. For the first time in years, I'm actually eager to dig into a problem and get it resolved.
First an always-on, internet connected camera pointed at your bed. Now a method to allow random strangers to enter your home. Amazon, we see what you're doing. And we don't like it.
You spoiled brats with your C64s with floppy drives and your VIC-20s... you had it too easy. The original Commodore PET had 8K of RAM, a 40x25 character display, and storage on a cassette tape.
Fun memories:
* Playing stored program tapes on my cassette player (later on when I got a modem, discovering that the sound was very similar)
* Clumsy but workable graphics using the shaped symbols in the upper ASCII set and POKE commands to move them around the screen quickly
* Opening the case to explore the motherboard, and discovering that the connector for the CRT could plug into other pins sticking up to produce interesting flashes on the screen (amazingly did not electrocute myself or fry any components)
* Trying to write a Monopoly game and blowing up the 8K RAM just defining an array of 40 elements for the property squares
Good times!
My roommate in college did get a C64. He had to keep two 1541 floppy drives, because they tended to overheat so he'd keep one in the freezer and swap it out with the one that was overheating.
The general purpose nature of email is a bit reason I still use it extensively. Also...
* Not limited to 140 characters
* Better handling of conversation threads
* Better at handling mixed media (audio, photos, PDFs, office documents all attached to a single message)
* More control over formatting
* Easier to organize, archive, and search for past conversations
I'm a member of a group that works together doing voiceover and audio book projects, and the guy running the show uses not just facebook but specifically the Messenger feature within Facebook for all our discussions and planning. The result is that there's a single chat window going back three months containing every conversation we ever had without any search capability, sample clips attached with no way to save them to an external device (you can only play them back within Messenger), and don't even get me started about the animated GIFs that I have to see over and over again whenever I open that chat pane.
British press reports suggest Masood used the messaging service owned by Facebook just minutes before the Wednesday rampage that left three pedestrians and one police officer dead and dozens more wounded..
Even if he had sent in plaintext "GONNA DRIVE THROUGH A CROWD OF PEOPLE AND KILL AS MANY AS I CAN!!!" minutes before doing so, how could they have stopped him? Hell, he could have called police and told them explicitly where he was and what he was doing, maybe even sent a live video feed from his phone while he was doing it.
Linden Labs have provided content creators (that is, the population of users who comprise Second Life) much more power over who can do what on their "land". As a result, most places are civilized now. Only group members of a region can create objects on that land; there are limits to how many objects can be rezzed at one time (so anyone who does manage to engage in griefing will be limited in scope); abusive activity is much more quickly curtailed.
Of course you can still find flying penises, not to mention sex with goats, snuff games, a thriving sex slave industry and the like but you have to actively go searching for it.
Right, because it doesn't appeal to activities you consider important, it just doesn't make sense that it would appeal to anyone else on the planet. Are that many people really not as enlightened as you?
Just for grins you might try reading TFA, and learn something about why it's still popular enough to be profitable for Linden Labs.
You joke, but I really wonder about the double standard. They would have us believe that pictures or statues featuring full frontal nudity are for whatever reason inappropriate. OK, I can live with that. I know what it's like to be a parent waiting to have "the talk" with my kids on my timetable, not when some random social media site decides it's time.
And yet... it's somehow magically inoffensive if that giant schlong is centuries old? Allow nude art or don't allow it, but don't try to have it both ways just because a ninja turtle signed the work.
Exactly. Just like my namesake said, follow the money.
Fake news is ridiculously profitable from an advertising point of view. Headlines and stories that rile people up, fuel their confirmation bias, are addictive; people will keep coming back to your site for more and share links to your site on social media to bring in more addicts. All so you can rake in the cash selling ads that target a growing audience.
Please don't. The paper contains a wildly speculative idea which, while technically possible, is based on a single, unconfirmed experimental result.
This. The first thing I noticed in TFA (I know, that was my first mistake) was the headline leading with "Physicists confirm"... and then trailing off -- before the end of the headline! -- into speculative weasel words like "possible", "if true", "may be", etc. Which is it, phys.org? Did scientists confirm it, or is it just a possible discovery?
Then people wonder why scientific discoveries are so badly misreported.
So you're saying that there's no truth to this story? Where's you're evidence? You have none? Then why should I believe your negative spin?
Always a clever tactic to demand an explanation and then triumphantly declare that the other person has none before any time has passed for replies to be made. Here, let me help you with that "missing" evidence. Have you missed the news for the past eight years? The F-35 program has been dogged at every step by cost overruns, test failures, design-by-committee creeping features, etc.
Go Los Angeles and there are some freeway offramps marked 25 MPH
Are those actual, legally enforced speed limits (black lettering on white background) or advisory speed limits? It makes a difference in court. The former can get you a ticket if you exceed it; the latter is just a commonsense guideline ("If you have any brains at all, you'll slow down to 25 to take this exit/curve/whatever"). You can't get a ticket for going faster than the advisory speed limit, but your insurance company can use it against you if it can be proven that you were going too fast at the time of the accident.
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in the Aurora, Co Mall, somebody had bought an iphone and another person running by grabbed it. Apparently, they tore a finger off the owner, and yet, the crook continued to run with it.
I would have bet any amount of bitcoin that this was an urban legend, but here ya go.
Although having said that, it sounds like the thief wasn't deliberately trying to steal the finger; it just got mangled by the cord wrapped around the victim's finger by the sudden pulling force. The thief didn't so much "take the finger" as take so much skin, doubtful that it could be used to reconstruct a fingerprint, that the finger had to be amputated.
All of you are presupposing the FES people actually believe the earth is flat. I am positive that it's just a massive, ongoing troll prank and they laugh like crazy every time someone tries to "convince" them how wrong they are.
they argued, successfully, that they weren't a "News" organization and were in fact an entertainment network. That's how they get away with running opinion pieces and news stories side by side without notice or a pause.
No. Much as I loathe Fox News, I'd rather see them strung up for actual, documented abuses rather than an urban legend that was debunked years ago. First, it was a single station rather than the entire network. Second, it was a management dispute with a particular employee, not a dispute over the station's truthiness in general. And finally, while the court awarded the plaintiff damages, it made a specific note that it was not a question of the station's truthfulness but a personal dispute between station management and the employee. Absolutely, network news -- including both Fox and CNN -- tilt their news to favor their POV, but you can't pin it all on Fox and pretend the others are objective.
I gather from your response that you took what I said seriously. OK.
Ah, no. Sorry, I was using your sarcastic response as a hook upon which to hang my larger gripe at the whole concept of cryptocurrency mining. Criminy, your remark made my sarcasm detector go off the scale!
After spending $3600 on the unit, how long will it take at average mining rates to recover your investment, and after that does it mine enough per hour to pay for the electricity used to run the unit?
I mean, I'd gladly sell a device that paid out a penny a day for only $3600. The customers would break even in only 986 years, and after that it's pure profit!
Yup, P.T. Barnum greatly underestimated the sucker proliferation rate.
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All I ever cared about was getting favorite games of the 90s to run on my Linux desktop without booting to a Windows partition:
Wine didn't run a single one of those properly. I gave up and installed a secondary boot partition for Windows 98 until VMWare came out with a free client, and ever since then it's been VMPlayer all the way.
I really wanted WINE to succeed, but it's just too little too late at this point.
Yes, exactly this. I tend to be a whimsical person -- I am always the class clown, in any setting (for perspective, let it be noted that I am in my mid-50s but I still act like I'm 12). About a hundred years ago I was at a party for some friends who were to be married the next day, and they had margaritas flowing endlessly. I asked later what I was like, since I didn't remember a bit of it. My friends assured me "You were just like you, only much more so."
In other words, I expect alcohol to give me a happy buzz so that's what it does for me. Red wine, scotch, vodka, girlie cocktails, margaritas, whatever -- I go about with this big grin on my face and say things that (in my inebriated mind) are hilarious.
Only slightly related anecdote: The closest I ever came to death by alcohol poisoning was at a dorm party (big surprise, right?) circa 1982. I knew from the start that I'd never remember the weird things going on, so I came up with the brilliant plan of taking notes of anything interesting that crossed my mind. Only... I didn't have anything to write with, or write on. I have a vague recollection of searching the dorm floor, until I found a discarded pencil and grabbed some paper towels from the bathroom. Then whenever anything caught my attention, I wrote it down on my ad hoc diary. I wasn't able to read my notes for several days, because I spent the night throwing up in my bed (kids, take note -- this CAN kill you) and nursing the mother of all hangovers. When I finally got around to looking at my wadded-up paper towel full of notes... it was complete gibberish. Between the poor medium to begin with and my already-sloppy handwriting and the booze giving me an even worse scrawl, the words ran all over the page in random directions, incomplete sentences, and smudges. All I could make out was some mention of an SCTV skit that was a parody of M*A*S*H and to this day I have no idea if that was real at all or I just imagined it.
Nowadays I generally limit myself to a glass or two or six of red wine before bed, to help me sleep. Unless my wife is driving. Or it's a full moon. Or a new moon. Or a partial moon. Or a day ending in "y".
I passed 50 a few years back, and recently celebrated my 25th anniversary with my employer (same company, different management). I was getting to the burnout phase rapidly due to rapidly changing platforms that I had to learn quickly. Clipper to SQL was fairly straightforward, then suddenly it was ASP.NET, Java, JavaScript, jQuery... and just about the time I was halfway competent with all that, we changed direction and then everything is WebAPI in C#, automated testing with XTest, and things I can't even pronounce. They have plenty of kids -- literally half my age and younger -- who ride the bleeding edge like surfers on a monster wave, so what was I really contributing any more?
The answer (for me): Move to DevOps. I know a lot of older devs go to management, but I have all the leadership skills of a squirrel. So I figure, I'll be the wind beneath their wings. Provide vCloud environments, streamline the build/test/deploy process, that kind of thing. For the first time in years, I'm actually eager to dig into a problem and get it resolved.
It's robots all the way down!
First an always-on, internet connected camera pointed at your bed. Now a method to allow random strangers to enter your home. Amazon, we see what you're doing. And we don't like it.
You spoiled brats with your C64s with floppy drives and your VIC-20s... you had it too easy. The original Commodore PET had 8K of RAM, a 40x25 character display, and storage on a cassette tape.
Fun memories:
Good times! My roommate in college did get a C64. He had to keep two 1541 floppy drives, because they tended to overheat so he'd keep one in the freezer and swap it out with the one that was overheating.
The general purpose nature of email is a bit reason I still use it extensively. Also...
I'm a member of a group that works together doing voiceover and audio book projects, and the guy running the show uses not just facebook but specifically the Messenger feature within Facebook for all our discussions and planning. The result is that there's a single chat window going back three months containing every conversation we ever had without any search capability, sample clips attached with no way to save them to an external device (you can only play them back within Messenger), and don't even get me started about the animated GIFs that I have to see over and over again whenever I open that chat pane.
Especially in this case. From the summary:
British press reports suggest Masood used the messaging service owned by Facebook just minutes before the Wednesday rampage that left three pedestrians and one police officer dead and dozens more wounded..
Even if he had sent in plaintext "GONNA DRIVE THROUGH A CROWD OF PEOPLE AND KILL AS MANY AS I CAN!!!" minutes before doing so, how could they have stopped him? Hell, he could have called police and told them explicitly where he was and what he was doing, maybe even sent a live video feed from his phone while he was doing it.
Security theatre.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?...
Linden Labs have provided content creators (that is, the population of users who comprise Second Life) much more power over who can do what on their "land". As a result, most places are civilized now. Only group members of a region can create objects on that land; there are limits to how many objects can be rezzed at one time (so anyone who does manage to engage in griefing will be limited in scope); abusive activity is much more quickly curtailed.
Of course you can still find flying penises, not to mention sex with goats, snuff games, a thriving sex slave industry and the like but you have to actively go searching for it.
Right, because it doesn't appeal to activities you consider important, it just doesn't make sense that it would appeal to anyone else on the planet. Are that many people really not as enlightened as you?
Just for grins you might try reading TFA, and learn something about why it's still popular enough to be profitable for Linden Labs.
No, "Y'all watch this" is an intentional injury. This article only addresses unintentional injuries.
You joke, but I really wonder about the double standard. They would have us believe that pictures or statues featuring full frontal nudity are for whatever reason inappropriate. OK, I can live with that. I know what it's like to be a parent waiting to have "the talk" with my kids on my timetable, not when some random social media site decides it's time.
And yet... it's somehow magically inoffensive if that giant schlong is centuries old? Allow nude art or don't allow it, but don't try to have it both ways just because a ninja turtle signed the work.
You missed the part where they also have a checkbox asking:
Are you here as a terrorist to cause harm to American lives or property?
The TSA is putting all their money on this plan working.
Exactly. Just like my namesake said, follow the money.
Fake news is ridiculously profitable from an advertising point of view. Headlines and stories that rile people up, fuel their confirmation bias, are addictive; people will keep coming back to your site for more and share links to your site on social media to bring in more addicts. All so you can rake in the cash selling ads that target a growing audience.
Attempting to up the hype a bit
Please don't. The paper contains a wildly speculative idea which, while technically possible, is based on a single, unconfirmed experimental result.
This. The first thing I noticed in TFA (I know, that was my first mistake) was the headline leading with "Physicists confirm"... and then trailing off -- before the end of the headline! -- into speculative weasel words like "possible", "if true", "may be", etc. Which is it, phys.org? Did scientists confirm it, or is it just a possible discovery?
Then people wonder why scientific discoveries are so badly misreported.
So you're saying that there's no truth to this story? Where's you're evidence? You have none? Then why should I believe your negative spin?
Always a clever tactic to demand an explanation and then triumphantly declare that the other person has none before any time has passed for replies to be made. Here, let me help you with that "missing" evidence. Have you missed the news for the past eight years? The F-35 program has been dogged at every step by cost overruns, test failures, design-by-committee creeping features, etc.
I could go on all day, but you get the idea. Just google "F-35" + "waste" + "failure".
Go Los Angeles and there are some freeway offramps marked 25 MPH
Are those actual, legally enforced speed limits (black lettering on white background) or advisory speed limits? It makes a difference in court. The former can get you a ticket if you exceed it; the latter is just a commonsense guideline ("If you have any brains at all, you'll slow down to 25 to take this exit/curve/whatever"). You can't get a ticket for going faster than the advisory speed limit, but your insurance company can use it against you if it can be proven that you were going too fast at the time of the accident.
Wouldn't the truck's wheels be a sufficient indicator that there is an obstacle?