Re: Confused about Brexit...
I don't find the terms insulting. I just find them puerile.
1116 posts • joined 17 Jan 2008
I've often thought that if senior management in a large company wanted to make some cutbacks, they should send out an email to everyone "by accident" which is clearly not intended for everyone. Then anyone who replies to all with "Please remove me from this mailing list" goes on the potential cutback list, as they have demonstrated a lack of sense and consequential thinking.
"....they honestly believed it somehow sent the original like a letter!"
The first time I ever sent a fax, I carefully printed out the letter I wanted to send, then carefully made a photocopy for my files, and then sent the fax - and felt a total pillock as I realized, of course, that I hadn't needed to make a copy, as I still had the original in my hand.
If I have no incoming ports open on my firewall (and surely that's the default for most people on a normal NAT router) then what can they do? I'm not saying I approve of eBay trying to do anything on my computers, but surely most people these days (whether malicious or not) will be behind a standard NATting router in it's default state. So I don't see what eBay are gaining from this.
Or am I completely misunderstanding what they are doing?
---> nearest we have to a "?" icon.
Would it sound better with £50,000 speaker cables? Probably not.
But lets say is did. Would I notice? No.
Trust me, if you'd paid fifty grand for your speaker cables you would be absolutely certain that they sounded better and you'd be totally convinced you could tell the difference.
Well, in these lockdown days, it seems an excellent reason to revisit it!
On any Debian-based linux, (including on an RPi), go to the command line and type:-
sudo apt-get install bsd-games
Welcome to Adventure!! Would you like instructions?
And off you go. That'll keep you occupied for the next few weeks.
(What do you mean, you don't have a linux system?)
I once briefly went out with a young lady from South Africa - quite a long time ago. I remember a conversation that went something like this:-
Shall I play some music? Anything particular you'd like to listen to?
Have you got any brid?
Brid? Oh - Bread!
It astounds me that some modern e-books are apparently created using OCR. Given that they are presumably originally submitted to the publisher via a computer file, why would you then print the book then OCR it to make an e-book??
The worst recent example I saw of that was the Kindle version of a book about the collapse of Bear Stearns - about 50% of the time, the text referred to "Bear Steams" !
In that respect they made a fundamental mistake in not setting up a .uk domain so they could continue to use email. Get the business going again and argue back at leisure.
Easy to be wise after the event. I mean, why would you suspect that your dotcom site was going to be intercepted by some US government security outfit?
There is a story that Mark Twain wanted to borrow a neighbour's book, but the neighbour said "You can read it, but you have to read it in my library. I make it a rule not to let books out of my house."
A couple of days later, the neighbour asked MT if he could borrow his lawnmower. "Certainly," said MT. "But you have to use it in my garden. You know I make it a rule."
""In order to run Windows 10, PCs must have a 1GHz processor, 16GB of hard drive space, and 1GB of RAM memory.""
Bollocks. I have a 32G hard disk on my machine and it RUNS Windows 10. It's complaining that I need to update it to the latest version. But if I try to upgrade it to the latest version, it fails for lack of disk space.
I don't believe 16G is anywhere near enough.
A good opportunity to retell one of my favourite jokes.
A freelance Cobol programmer had made so much money by August 1999 fixing Y2K bugs, he decided to spend some of it. So he got himself cryogenically frozen, to be woken up in 2015, when, he hoped, any Y2K issues would be well fixed and the world would be a better place to live.
He work up...and looked round. He was in a hovering bed with robots looking after him. He was massively impressed by the level of the technology. Suddenly a voice spoke to him, saying "How are you feeling?"
"Fine" he said. "But I'm amazed by the technology you'd managed to get to by 2015".
"Ah" said the voice. "Actually, it's 2096, and we're a bit concerned about a possible Y2.1K bug. So we've woken you up as you're the only Cobol programmer we can find."
Nice thing is with post, you can "absent-mindedly" open someone else's letter in among your own. It's perfectly understandably and no-one could easily accuse you of malice.
But if you're getting someone else's email, you can't legally "absent-mindedly" log into their account, do a password reset and cause mayhem.
I still get emails from Amazon (US) which are for someone else's account. I assume he only uses his phone number to log in.
Best summary I know is the very last paragraph of the book. It's also a beautiful bit of writing.
It is interesting to contemplate an entangled bank, clothed with many plants of many kinds, with birds singing on the bushes, with various insects flitting about, and with worms crawling through the damp earth, and to reflect that these elaborately constructed forms, so different from each other, and dependent on each other in so complex a manner, have all been produced by laws acting around us. These laws, taken in the largest sense, being Growth with Reproduction; Inheritance which is almost implied by reproduction; Variability from the indirect and direct action of the external conditions of life, and from use and disuse; a Ratio of Increase so high as to lead to a Struggle for Life, and as a consequence to Natural Selection, entailing Divergence of Character and the Extinction of less-improved forms. Thus, from the war of nature, from famine and death, the most exalted object which we are capable of conceiving, namely, the production of the higher animals, directly follows. There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being, evolved.
I cancelled the hotel booking some dumb cluck made using my email address...
I was a bit kinder than that. The booking included his home address, so I sent him a letter explaining what he'd done. Bit old-fashioned, but it worked.
He emailed me back, very apologetic!
Actually, both my wife and I wrote to our MP, by email, complaining about the suspension of Parliament.
My wife wrote quite a rant. I wrote a more restrained email.
I got a very polite reply, by letter. My wife did not.
I suspect that he thinks that I might be persuaded to vote for him, but my wife certainly wouldn't - so why waste a reply on her?
"Error #0068410B" - really?
There is surely something between "Something happened", which is so vague it's pointless, and "Error #0068410B" which is massively precise but also basically useless. Yes, you can Google it, but why not give us something more useful?
I remember when I was having trouble updating a PC to the latest Windows 10, I had a collection of several different magic numbers. But they all basically meant "You haven't got enough disk space". Would it have been so hard for Microsoft to say that?
And, as always, the question has to be asked - why did he even have a remote root prompt into a server, rather than using sudo? Especially if it was a production server?
Even at home on my own linux box, I never never use a root prompt, unless I can find no other way of doing it. Just too easy to make a mistake.
All my team decided to play together and I just joined them because I didn't want to be the one stuck at that shite job if those sodders ever won it!
I once saw where a manager of a small firm had written to the financial advice section of a national paper, saying his team had formed a lottery syndicate - could he take out insurance against the risk of them winning and all resigning? They said that, no, you can't get insurance. They then suggested that the best thing to do was to join the syndicate...
Pah! only ONE server?
A friend of mine (really!) was once decommissioning an array of servers in a machine room. He'd carefully shut them all down, and then went into the data centre, and walked along a row of server racks, powering off each server in the rack with the switch on the front.
Only it was the wrong row....
"...whilst taking jabs at his appearance..."
It was your president that said that Sadiq Khan was as incompetent as the NY mayor, only half the height.
If he feels it is reasonable political discourse to attack people based on their appearance, he can't complain when it happens to him.
And America has not been able to replicate it since 1972.
What's really tragic is not that the US has not been able to replicate it, it's that no-one has even tried to do so. With 50 years of improved technology, there ought, by now, to have been a regular scheduled flight to the moon, and people living up there permanently. By now, the first children born on the moon should have been growing up.
And all we've done is doubled our population, and basically fucked our planet.
That's the truly epic fail.
Due to smaller bezels and a different aspect ratio, they're not much wider despite the diagonal screen measurement being much bigger.
The ZX compact is right on the edge of being able to use with one (quite small) hand. Anything "not much wider" is still going to be too big.
(And what's with the two downvotes? Is it SO unreasonable not to want to carry around something that, only a few years ago, would have been considered to be ridiculously huge?)
I use a Sony ZX Experia compact. 4.5" screen. I can use it one-handed.
Sony's new "compact" phone has a 5.3" screen, and it's about as small as you can get these days.
Come on Google. Do a Pixel 3a compact, with a smaller (and not quite so high quality) screen, at, say £349. Watch it FLY off the shelves.
There was the shouty man who once rang me to ask what was wrong with the system I supported at a large US bank. I started to explain, and he interrupted me to say "I'm a Managing Director - what grade are you?" I told him I was a lowly VP, and he shouted "I want a Managing Director to ring me back and tell me what is wrong!"
I might have tried to find one for him (it would have had to have been my boss's boss, I think, and he wouldn't have had a clue what was wrong), but he slammed down the phone and hadn't told me his name or number....
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