it seems this thing is like credit data. companies give up the data in exchange for a credit score and risk profiling
same here. seems like private companies will be giving up their security cam and other data in exchange for security services
I like the use of "conspiracy" and "alleged" in the top-level story. It gives this a real air of critical reporting. You know! Like the conspiracy story about your parent's families, in which your father is alleged to have impregnated your mother.
There's real room to reserve some skepticism around the entire business of these "stories".
The EPA standards have been updated twice. That car would rate far less than 50 MPG today. Your anecdote is not reproducible, was not performed in a scientific manner, and the "knees-under chin" method of conveyance doesn't really meet with practical standards.
Yes. I'm afraid a mile isn't what it used to be...
Nor are the back-seats of compact sedans, for that matter.
In 1984, I rode in the back of one with three other passengers, knees-under chin. We went 425 miles to San Francisco, well under a single-tank. Our actual MPG was better than 55, with all that load.
Because Google's business model is to create a panopticon, and monetise th einformation they collect about their subscribers.
In short, you are inventory, not a customer. This is the Google imperitive. If you wish to paly on their field, you must understand their motivation. It is not to advance humanity, or "be cool", or any other fantasy.
I need some input from the Lawn Crowd, did it feel like this in the Watergate days? I'm getting the horrible feeling that after a nice quiet 90's with nothing but a fun little sex scandal we're seeing a whole different class of nastiness today.
No, it wasn't like this.
Watergate was a relatively singular event, which elicited widescale public outrage. You couldn't go anywhere without it being a topic of convesation and dispute.
This is one of ten-thousand such outrages, perpetrated over the past decade. Like most of them, people don't know of it happening, or why it might even be wrong.
These "trained accountants" sign off on MSFT spending 5-8 BILLION a year, since 2001, on research - with ZERO to show for it in ROI.
All Microsoft product advances have come out of imitation/derivation or acquisition for over 10 years. The business is still paid for by two profit centers in Windows desktop and Office. Server just carries its own weight.
That's the new campus - put to compete with Google for college hires. Get out to the other buildings - and the field offices in Bellvue and Silicon Valley.
Total Bullshit, Cynical Move by MS. Really worthy of some spleen and bile.
They stopped giving a damn about "their people" at least 5 years ago. For instance, last month, as the old fiscal year ended, they pulled all the soda cases from every office - replaced with vending machines. That's 1 year after they stopped all the regular food-service and snack items.
Any tech company in California or Western Europe has done the calculation. The expense on these things returns a fantastic benefit in the morale, productivity and retention of their best people. Cutting these "extravagances" ultimately costs them money. Microsoft are joined with Cisco, who practice similar false-economy, in a race to the bottom.
"Are You People Ready?"
They really should change that to:
"The Beatings Will Continue, Until Morale Improves. Oh, Here's Your Shitty Phone."
Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade, and I was draped in one of those capes that were popular, the ones with unicorns and pomegranates in needlework. Everyone would pause for beer and onions in the afternoon, and at night we would play a game called "Find the Cow." Everything was hand-lettered then, not like today.
Where has the summer of 1572 gone? Brocade and sonnet marathons were the rage. We used to dress up in the flags of rival baronies and conquer one another in cold rooms of stone. Out on the dance floor we were all doing the Struggle while your sister practiced the Daphne all alone in her room. We borrowed the jargon of farriers for our slang. These days language seems transparent a badly broken code.
The 1790's will never come again. Childhood was big. People would take walks to the very tops of hills and write down what they saw in their journals without speaking. Our collars were high and our hats were extremely soft. We would surprise each other with alphabets made of twigs. It was a wonderful time to be alive, or even dead.
I am very fond of the period between 1815 and 1821. Europe trembled while we sat still for our portraits. And I would love to return to 1901 if only for a moment, time enough to wind up a music box and do a few dance steps, or shoot me back to 1922 or 1941, or at least let me recapture the serenity of last month when we picked berries and glided through afternoons in a canoe.
Even this morning would be an improvement over the present. I was in the garden then, surrounded by the hum of bees and the Latin names of flowers, watching the early light flash off the slanted windows of the greenhouse and silver the limbs on the rows of dark hemlocks.
As usual, I was thinking about the moments of the past, letting my memory rush over them like water rushing over the stones on the bottom of a stream. I was even thinking a little about the future, that place where people are doing a dance we cannot imagine, a dance whose name we can only guess.
There are my favourites; the privacy polarized filter. No glare, and the fellow next to you in 12D quits craning his neck to read your Slashdot postings.
Why am I put in mind of a particular Latin phrase, when I read the name of this death-bot? Why would BAE christen the thing with a homophone for Tyrant?
it seems this thing is like credit data. companies give up the data in exchange for a credit score and risk profiling
same here. seems like private companies will be giving up their security cam and other data in exchange for security services
I like the use of "conspiracy" and "alleged" in the top-level story. It gives this a real air of critical reporting. You know! Like the conspiracy story about your parent's families, in which your father is alleged to have impregnated your mother.
There's real room to reserve some skepticism around the entire business of these "stories".
Your brainwashing is complete. You may now return to Central Planning for your re-adaptation to full conformity.
This story can not be true, because the police are our friends and protectors. Even CNN and Fox agree on this point.
Boobs aren't superficial.
Of course not. Boobs are superstructure...
Can someone invest as much into the quality of the content, as they are doing for the format?
By "content", I am not just concerning myself with the visual appeal or other superficial characteristic. :-)
The EPA standards have been updated twice. That car would rate far less than 50 MPG today. Your anecdote is not reproducible, was not performed in a scientific manner, and the "knees-under chin" method of conveyance doesn't really meet with practical standards.
Yes. I'm afraid a mile isn't what it used to be...
Nor are the back-seats of compact sedans, for that matter.
It sounds like you guys had a fun week.
Well, I moved to SF 3 months later... With my whole band.
That was in a Ford pickup. In the back... Sitting on the case for my bass guitar.
It almost makes you wonder if the automakers may have exaggerated the costs of compliance, the way they always do.
I mean really. Was there ever anyone who actually thought that 25mpg was really the best a small sedan could muster?
In 1978, the American roads were filled with a little car, that did 50 EMPG. The Datsun B-210.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Datsun_B210#B210_series
In 1984, I rode in the back of one with three other passengers, knees-under chin. We went 425 miles to San Francisco, well under a single-tank. Our actual MPG was better than 55, with all that load.
Because Google's business model is to create a panopticon, and monetise th einformation they collect about their subscribers.
In short, you are inventory, not a customer. This is the Google imperitive. If you wish to paly on their field, you must understand their motivation. It is not to advance humanity, or "be cool", or any other fantasy.
I need some input from the Lawn Crowd, did it feel like this in the Watergate days? I'm getting the horrible feeling that after a nice quiet 90's with nothing but a fun little sex scandal we're seeing a whole different class of nastiness today.
No, it wasn't like this.
Watergate was a relatively singular event, which elicited widescale public outrage. You couldn't go anywhere without it being a topic of convesation and dispute.
This is one of ten-thousand such outrages, perpetrated over the past decade. Like most of them, people don't know of it happening, or why it might even be wrong.
Sleep tight, America.
Relax. Privacy cannot be effectively acheived when it is contrary to the design and purpose of Android.
Running Linux in a VM on Windows is like strapping yourself to the outside of a car with a seatbelt.
If you wish to understand why Microsoft might offer to "support" CentOS on Hyper-V, I suggest you don your tinfoil Homburg, and review the Groklaw link: http://www.groklaw.net/articlebasic.php?story=20080505113024239
Sandeep is the same fellow who wrote this nice letter from Microsoft.
Where's Mrs. O'Leary's cow, when you need her?
Have you EVER tried to exhaust a Black Lab? I mean, your Golden Retriever may be something to talk about.
But the Lab? They're indefatigable!
Where's the TalkingRain gone to?
7 kinds of Corn Syrup or Aspartame.
These "trained accountants" sign off on MSFT spending 5-8 BILLION a year, since 2001, on research - with ZERO to show for it in ROI.
All Microsoft product advances have come out of imitation/derivation or acquisition for over 10 years. The business is still paid for by two profit centers in Windows desktop and Office. Server just carries its own weight.
That's the new campus - put to compete with Google for college hires. Get out to the other buildings - and the field offices in Bellvue and Silicon Valley.
Total Bullshit, Cynical Move by MS. Really worthy of some spleen and bile.
They stopped giving a damn about "their people" at least 5 years ago. For instance, last month, as the old fiscal year ended, they pulled all the soda cases from every office - replaced with vending machines. That's 1 year after they stopped all the regular food-service and snack items.
Any tech company in California or Western Europe has done the calculation. The expense on these things returns a fantastic benefit in the morale, productivity and retention of their best people. Cutting these "extravagances" ultimately costs them money. Microsoft are joined with Cisco, who practice similar false-economy, in a race to the bottom.
"Are You People Ready?"
They really should change that to:
"The Beatings Will Continue, Until Morale Improves. Oh, Here's Your Shitty Phone."
Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult.
You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade,
and I was draped in one of those capes that were popular,
the ones with unicorns and pomegranates in needlework.
Everyone would pause for beer and onions in the afternoon,
and at night we would play a game called "Find the Cow."
Everything was hand-lettered then, not like today.
Where has the summer of 1572 gone? Brocade and sonnet
marathons were the rage. We used to dress up in the flags
of rival baronies and conquer one another in cold rooms of stone.
Out on the dance floor we were all doing the Struggle
while your sister practiced the Daphne all alone in her room.
We borrowed the jargon of farriers for our slang.
These days language seems transparent a badly broken code.
The 1790's will never come again. Childhood was big.
People would take walks to the very tops of hills
and write down what they saw in their journals without speaking.
Our collars were high and our hats were extremely soft.
We would surprise each other with alphabets made of twigs.
It was a wonderful time to be alive, or even dead.
I am very fond of the period between 1815 and 1821.
Europe trembled while we sat still for our portraits.
And I would love to return to 1901 if only for a moment,
time enough to wind up a music box and do a few dance steps,
or shoot me back to 1922 or 1941, or at least let me
recapture the serenity of last month when we picked
berries and glided through afternoons in a canoe.
Even this morning would be an improvement over the present.
I was in the garden then, surrounded by the hum of bees
and the Latin names of flowers, watching the early light
flash off the slanted windows of the greenhouse
and silver the limbs on the rows of dark hemlocks.
As usual, I was thinking about the moments of the past,
letting my memory rush over them like water
rushing over the stones on the bottom of a stream.
I was even thinking a little about the future, that place
where people are doing a dance we cannot imagine,
a dance whose name we can only guess.
"Nostalgia" by Billy Collins
The sun may be shining, but I think that the ask slashdot folks must live in the dark... :-)
These are obvious. http://www.visioncarefilters.com/products_3M.html
There are my favourites; the privacy polarized filter. No glare, and the fellow next to you in 12D quits craning his neck to read your Slashdot postings.
If they can regenerate THOSE degenerates, then ANYTHING is possible! :-)
You'll get my mouse, when you pry it from my cold dead hand.
I always heard that as Tyr.
Why am I put in mind of a particular Latin phrase, when I read the name of this death-bot? Why would BAE christen the thing with a homophone for Tyrant?
Sic semper Taranis!
Murder by numbers, 1-2-3
It's as easy to learn
As your A-B-C...
What Nokia must do to stay relevant in mobile?
TIME TRAVEL!
WANTED; Somebody to go back in time with me. This is not a joke. P.O. Box
322, Oakview, CA 93022. You'll get paid after we get back. Must bring your
own weapons. Safety not guaranteed. I have only done this once before.