And?
That's a serious question ...
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The problem with modern copyright law is that once something can be digitized, there is absolutely nothing to stop it being copied & shared globally. The politicians & recording companies can blather on as much as they like, but thems the facts. The cat has left the unbolted stable door, and can't be swept back into the worm can.
Note that I'm not discussing the moral/legal aspect here, just the reality.
There's a time & place for everything.
I've walked into a bar with an axe, and have had everyone oohing & ahing over the hardware ... The bar was the Welcome Inn, in Fort Bragg California. The axe was my latest forging, a throwing axe. Several days later, I came in second at the Paul Bunyan Days competition.
And that's just the sharps ... I couldn't tell you how many times I've walked into a bar with my Precision Big Block ;-)
I have 7 tomato mutations that happened in my personal veggie garden. The oldest is about 16 years old. All are tasty.
Try to remember, kiddies, there is no such thing as "wild corn" .... Every single grain that you (attempt) to cook with is technically "genetically modified".
Think about it.
... don't give $BIGCO any real data. Lie wherever possible, and always pay cash. Use "found" club-cards wherever possible. You don't owe them your personal details.
Second of all, am I the only one who sees this "must collect any and all data" as the same syndrome that teenage boys have, that being "must save any porn I come in contact with"?[1] The results seem to be the same ... Gut feeling is that the marketards running $BIGCO have never grown up, and have never figured out that "yesterday's porn has already been viewed" ... The world changes rapidly; last decade's data isn't just stale, it's decomposing.
That said, I personally, have nearly four decades of my personal data archived. It's very, very rare that I find anything over a couple years old useful[2].
Just something for the marketards of the world to chew over.
[1] I've been unclogging dorm-room computers since before the IBM 5150 existed.
[2] Pictures[3], music and bits of source code excepted, of course.
[3] No, not those pictures. Personally relevant pictures.
Methinks your money would have been better spent taking a class on harvesting this year's tomatoes for their seeds in order to have tomatoes for next season, and the like.
Or you could get fancy & learn how to cure milk, meat, fowl and fish so you can save your bounty without refrigeration. Better, learn to preserve fruit juice with the help of fermentation.
Presumably, you already know how to butcher a hog, how to train a horse/cow to pull a plow, and how to grow, harvest & mill grain to bake bread and brew beer. No? I humbly submit that you have thrown your money away.
I still use an abacus and slide rules on a daily basis :-)
The abacus in the feed barn is used to calculate nutritional requirements for the various critters (more modern calculators don't last more than a couple weeks in that environment). And I use my[1] old Sun[2] Engineering slide rule for back-of-the envelope calculations (decking needs, fencing, roofing, DG, roadbase, beam loads, and the like), and I have a circular slide rule in each of the aircraft.
[1]My Dad's, actually, it got him his Electrical Engineering Masters at Berkeley in the '50s. Helped me with mine a couple decades later.
[2] No, not that Sun! This Sun: http://sliderulemuseum.com/Hemmi/S071_Hemmi_255.jpg
See "Whole Earth", for a start.
Trust me, as a dude who subsistence-level farmed his property for three and a half years[1], the last thing on my wish-list was a 3D printer. And it seems to me that Humanity has managed without a backyard brickmaker for a LONG time. As for a machine to plant 100 trees in a day? WTF?? I can plant about 100 seedlings in an hour by hand!
[1] Using 1850s technology, and totally off the grid. I wanted to prove to myself that I had payed attention to my grandfathers ... Yes, I was young, idealistic & stupid. Today, I use what I learned to help "at risk" yoof get a new perspective on life. It's amazing how fast attitudes change when you teach a kid something as basic as milking a cow, and then turning the milk into cheese. Milling wheat and running down to the coop to get eggs to make pasta is another big one :-)
... Exposing "personal information, credit card data, e-mails, documents, stock data, and other sensitive information" unencrypted over TCP/IP has been completely daft since ... oh, I dunno ... Flag Day?
C'mon folks, pay attention ... if you wouldn;t shout it from the rooftops, don;t put it online unencrypted. It ain;t exactly rocket science.
[please pardon semi-colon in place of apostrophe ... I have a 14 week old Greyhound at my elbow, and am kinda out of my normal typo(e)ing symmetry :-)]
I want absolutely nothing to do with this thing.
Hire good people, pay 'em at least 50% more than the competition would[1], give 'em more perks than the competition, and don't micromanage them. Just let 'em get on with it. That's why you're paying top-dollar, right?
All this kind of micromanagement will do is create a paranoid workforce, and completely destroy anything resembling morale and productivity.
Microsoft's marketing department obviously has no clue about keeping employees gruntled. Remind me again why it's good for Marketing to run an Engineering company?
[1] My four "permanent" fieldhands get around 6 times more $/hr than they would elsewhere, have free room & board, TV, Internet and all utilities are payed, the only bills they have are for their personal phones and vehicles. Likewise the foreman & his assistant (his wife), who get about double what they would make elsewhere. All are fully insured to boot (including a variation of "renters insurance"). The day workers have similar benefits. We have an all-hands planning meeting twice a week (Tuesday & Friday, over lunch), and I never need to tell anybody what to do the rest of the week. Day folks come & go with the seasons (we do re-hire good folks when we have work, so the faces are fairly consistent), but the "live ins" have all been with me for over a decade.
I own an 1851 Colt Revolver that my great-great-Grandfather acquired new. We shoot her twice a year, on gg-Gs birthday, and the day of his death, just to educate the kiddies. Old kit exists for a reason ... and that reason is better kept in the family, not in a museum. It's called "sharing family history", which is sadly lacking these days ...
As a side-note, I kinda suspect Stonehenge and Avebury Circle are older than the scientific instrument in question. I could be wrong. It's been known to happen.
I can go to the local library[1] and checkout damn near anything[2] readable for free. Inter-library loan might take a day or so, but that's hardly an issue, even for periodicals.
What? You want it NOW? You must be part of TheNintendoGeneration[tm] ... If you think ahead[3] a little, you can easily keep yourself in reading material with little or no effort.
[1] Even the Sonoma Valley Library's temporary digs on Spain Street.
[2] True, as a University lecturer I have access to stacks that most people don't via ILL ... but then most people don't even know those documents exist.
[3] I know, "thinking ahead" is hard. I feel so sorry for you.
"Multi-billion $CURRENCY international marketing corporation".
Some of us noticed this over two decades ago. Nice that the Euros are finally catching on to what has been obvious for nearly a quarter century.
Bottom line: If you wouldn't shout it from the roof-tops, don't feed it to a third party.
I missed the "design" word ... I was thinking along the lines of "My only chopper is based on a Honda CB750", with the original CB750 being the core of the bike.
Mine's a CB750F (RC04) that I picked up in a junkyard. She was totaled in a wreck, barreling into Fixation Rock on Hwy35 (between Hwy9 and Page Mill Road) at about 95 miles per hour. The driver died instantly. Amazingly, the cases & block/heads were OK. In 1983, I rebuilt her as an old-school hard-tail, with a springer front-end. The chrome bits are chrome, the frame is black, the rest of the paint is BRG, the aluminum is electrolytically oxidized appropriately, and the rims are spokers, with modernish disk brakes (after an upgrade in 1997). All wires & plumbing are hidden in the frame, and she has no bodywork except the fuel tank and light fairings.
She's the most beautiful thing I've ever produced, other than my daughter[1]. Her name is "Gracie", and is the only one of our bikes that my wife will ride pillion on. I've logged nearly 100,000 miles on her (with and without the Wife).The Wife has logged about 15,000 on her own.
[1] By several orders of magnitude ... If you have daughter(s), you grok ;-)
Which version of "creation" is actually god's real story? The version from genesis 1:1 through genesis 2:3, or the version from genesis 2:4 through 2:25? They are clearly quite differrent accounts, and can't both be accurate. Was god confused?
To quote your Matthew: "Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye." (7:5, I think. I can't be arsed to look it up.)
Personally, I worry about this kinda thing like I worry about earthquakes[1] ... it is going to happen, eventually, and probably in my lifetime. When it does, we'll pick up the pieces & carry on with our lives. During the meanwhile, I'm cleaning ditches & drains for winter rains, planning my spring planting schedule, and taking care of several very pregnant mares.
Life's too short to sweat the shit that the Universe *might* throw at you.
[1] I'm typing within 400 yards of the Rogers Creek Fault, probable home of The Bay Area's NextBigOne[tm]. I'm not complacent, I'm aware. When, not if. Yes, I have enough food and water for the humans & critters for several days ... Months, actually ;-)
Who the hell cares?
Seriously, does this have ANY affect on anyone reading this? What difference does it make in the great scheme of things?
The entire "British royal family" thingie is an anachronism, and a boondoggle ... I mean, seriously, when was the last time any of 'em did anything useful?
... in a 28 acre corner of the property bordered by a couple main roads, has prominent signs, in four languages[1]. It reads "If you are hungry, come to the big barn and ask anyone for help harvesting food. If you try to take it without asking, the dawgs will use you for food."
In reality, the dawgs will only alert me, the Wife or the Foreman that someone's about (that's how I trained 'em) ... We get a couple dozen takers every week, and all leave happily with a several days worth of produce. Sometimes they get lucky, when I've been making sausage or we have a surplus of eggs or have slaughtered a largish critter. Most of 'em return the favo(u)r and clean stalls & paddocks & ditches, or mow occasionally.
If you have more than you need, share. It comes back five-fold.
[1] English, Spanish, Chinese and Vietnamese, if you care.