Posts by Danny 2 2209 publicly visible posts • joined 6 Jul 2009
I can't upvote you because naughty, bad puppy.
I agree though that certain accounts don't require hard pass phrases because either the account isn't that important or nobody here could mistake your style.
I do not want biometric passes, TV has taught me that leads to gouged eyeballs and snipped fingers.
"There are gauge changers on the Polish border,"
Ta for that, I never even imagined variable gauge. They don't yet seem to work with freight trains due to weight, so I'd still go with extra track to get the grain into the NATO umbrella where it is safe to be transferred.
I dislike your overlord,but he did get justifiably good publicity for supplying Starlink systems to Ukraine.
Problem: Grain can't be shipped out of Ukraine. Biden plans to build silos on the NATO side of the border and transfer grain from Ukrainian trains to Polish trains. The trains can't go direct;y because different gauge railtracks.
Solution: build a Ukrainian gauge railtrack in Poland!
Can't cost much (in Musk terms), could help stem oncoming global starvation, and that's the sort of good publicity you cannot buy.
I posted this here 16 days ago:
My mum passes frequent Indian telephone scammers across to me when I'm with her. Pretending to be Virgin Media the guy asked me to check out the lights, which was fine so I asked to speak to his manager. She was spiel, so I asked her to stop talking for a moment so I could. "Are you telling me to shut up? No, you shut up, YOU SHUT UP, YOU SHUT UP"
"Tough day in the scam call-centre, eh? "
I know some Telcos have basic whitelist/blacklist facilities but I've a suggestion that could slash this abuse in future. If some in a prison phones you then you are first told they are in prison and asked 'do you want to accept the call?'
Instead the message would say this call is from a phone in India (or where ever) and it has made 3,000 calls this month, to differentiate call centres from my mum's pals in India.
Or, a number you can call to report the last number who phoned you as a scam, and if more than a dozen complaints are received then that number is blocked internationally.
Def, you downvoted Tom, didn't you. You could have just corrected him politely. If you downvote anyone here then you go to bed with a heavy heart, but if you upvote three people you go to bed loved and covered in dogs.
We're not the enemy, we're Team El Reg. Unless someone is egregious then polite conversation. Put the downvotes down.
Aye, well, I said she was my smarter sister, and I didn't just mean smarter than the other one.
JG Ballard wrote a book, The Kindness of Women, a title I found patronising. More than half the smartest people I've known have been women, and a few of them have been more than unkind. I guess I should write a book before my eyes give out.
Here's my big idea though: Women - we should start paying them the same. Maybe even a wee bit more to make up fr the groping and such that we just can't stop.
My smart sister used to steal my bulk-bought C-60s to record the BBC R4 series, Hitchhikers. She had no musical taste, Dave Edmonds, so I was curious what was so important for her to record. Bit of a life changer, eh? Loved the books, loved the TV series, hated the movie of course. I loved every Douglas Adams book and hated every movie.
Actually, I'm not sure if he changed my life. I tend not to panic.
I, for one, am disappointed our new over-lords are dust. Surely we are better than dust. Flash (saviour of the universe) have a new dust brush, could that not have been fitted?
I was also disappointed by the ISS cam app on my phone, I get to see my home town from above every now and then - except I don't because it is always covered by cloud. Always.
Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
First night into my first flat, and all the music I had was a Bob Dylan C-90 that a Jewish school mate had made me. It was scratchy, hissy, and I hated that hippy shit, but that was probably the best comp anyone ever made me. The songs made sense in order, he timed the endings in time, and by the end of the night I began to warm to Dylan - in a freezing cold room. Maybe it was the fresh paint smell.
I did buy a CD player, but they were too expensive so I bought an Amstrad hifi and sawed the CD out of it. CDs were so bloody expensive though, I had 200 records and 10 CDs.
people used to make records
as in a record of an event
the event of people
playing music in a room
now everything is cross-marketing
it's about sunglasses and shoes
or guns or drugs
you choose
http://www.danah.org/Ani/LittlePlasticCastle/Fuel.html
Quality is in the songs, not the stereos.
My sister's posh uni flatmate in the early eighties had a vertical turntable. Did it sound better? No. Was it better for the vinyl? I doubt it. Then why? Because effing cool.
“We choose to build a vertical turntable in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one which we intend to win, and the others, too. Also we're going to the moon.” - JFK
@Thames
Three minutes, that how long it will take our other centre to resume our work if we get nuked.
"Wait, we're likely to be nuked? Nobody mentioned that."
Or drowned, or terrorism, whatever. The important thing is three minutes downtime maximum.
"I don't think that is the important thing. I'm still more focussed on the nukes,"
I also worked for a wee business who had an excellent backup strategy which they never tested. DAT tapes were all chewed through with age. My first purchase order was for new tapes, and I was made to justify the expense. "Well, do you still want to work here next year?
Two decades ago I told my dad that I wouldn't be at his funeral. "Fine by me, I'll not be there."
I miss my dad every other day, every third dream, but I don't visit his grave. Because he's not there. If his ghost is anywhere then he's right beside me urging me to turn the TV to sports.
We're not happy and we're not sad
We're not crazy but we must be mad
There's snakes at the bottom, snakes at the top
And the ladders all shake and the ladders all rock
And everywhere I look I see
a thousand other fools like me
All clamped down on bended knee
with their eyes shut tight but their hands are free
And everyone is fighting blind
Slashing, biting, wasting time
Up to the bottom and down to the top
Where snakes and ladders never stop
And no one asks the question why
We exist by getting by
We keep playing this crazy game
Where snakes and ladders are all the same
But the man at the top has built a stash
A thin white line of other's cash
But all he sees is blue and green
There are no colours in between
We're the puppets, we're the fools
We're the product, we're the tools
Kick us off, knock us down
Keep us spinning round and round
But I'm a cynic, hypocrite
And I rub my own face in it
And I keep playing this crazy game
Where snakes and ladders are all the same
@Irony Deficient
"Regulation № 1"
Now you can tell from your lack of a single downvote that I was not battling you. I voted for you. I was using irony for humour, and you to your credit admit no sense of irony. That's cool.
Regulation № 1 has to be one of the funniest things I've read anywhere.
Regulation № 1, you will not talk about regulations.
@Irony Deficient
"Luxembourgish nouns lack a genitive case."
I'll have to refer to my transgender defence - "My school didn't teach pronouns, we barely learned verbs. Sexy is not what you are, it's what you do."
I always hated Morrissey even before he became a fascist, but his line, "a buck toothed girl in Luxembourg" haunts my thoughts. Ask me.
I was born with an iron deficiency, had to get vitamin K injections. God is an iron.
"English is a global common language because of the USA, not the UK or Europe."
Well, arguable. I'd say Hollywood and Shakespeare, and one preceded the other. Many German speakers in Milwaukee.
I did work in a German firm and the manager told me to drop the localisation from the software, as they all spoke perfect English or they wouldn't have been hired. I tried to learn Dutch and Deutsch and couldn't, because as soon as anyone heard my accent they replied in RP/BBC English.
'coconuthead
"Large parts of the world outside Europe speak them."
Aye, and most of Europe doesn't. 44% of the EU speak English, for two nations it is a national language, but naebody nominated it as an official EU language. Only 10% of Irish speak Irish, yet they chose that boutique language for political reasons.
As a national Scot hoping to rejoin the EU, I would propose English/lowland Scots as our language. But until that happens, stop murdering it.
I have tried viagra, have you? I'll try anything once, and I thought it might help with my Raynaud's Disease (rainbow hands in the cold) - it didn't.. It is not pleasant, it gave me a light head and a queasy tummy. I think men who take it to please their partners are heroes due to the side effects.
I have tried a lot of drugs while having sex, guess which worked the best? None of them. Even trusty alcohol is a let down, as Shakespeare said, "It provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance."
You are either into her, or she's not that into you.
@Irony Deficient
If your statement that “each member nation can nominate only one language” is true, why wouldn’t Luxembourg have nominated Luxembourgish, since French and German would have been nominated by France and Germany respectively? (Which language did Belgium nominate, and why didn’t the other half of the country protest furiously against whichever language was nominated?)
It is true, I doubt Luxembourgish is a genuine language, half of Belgium is constantly protesting something or other. Inquiring minds would like answers to your valid questions though.
I was at a peace camp, half of whom obviously thought I was a spy so they started talking in Flemish. Thee meeting ended with a beardy asking, "Waarom" (why) so I replied why not - waarom niet?
All their faces went bright red, and they asked if I'd understood their conversation.
"I told you I'd lived in the Nederlands." In truth the only word I understood was waarom, but it was funny to freak them out. That's what you get for talking behind my back in front of my face.
I ken fine well English is an official language of the Republic and Malta - but they never nominated as an official language of the EU. Only the UK did. Luxembourgish isn't an official language, for example, even though it is their official national language.
It's more than a bit embarrassing for an international organisation to have to use a foreign lingua franca just because they chose boutique languages. As the great English language satirist Jonathan Swift wrote, "I have a modest proposal" - let them speak Irish.
English has been an official language of the bloc since 1973. While the UK was the only EU country that gave English as its official language, other member states commonly use English and have nominated a different official EU language.
https://www.euronews.com/my-europe/2020/12/31/will-english-remain-an-official-eu-language-after-brexit
@Irony Deficient
"Two EU member states, Ireland and Malta, have English as an official language."
I don't think so. Each member nation can nominate only one language, and the Irish chose Irish over English in 2007 (even though very few speak it there) because English was an official EU language due to the monolingual UK. Malta chose Maltese over English in 2004.
I think Britain has a group law-suit against any EU official speaking English. Or even trying to speak English.
I don't like micro USB, it's too difficult to see now my eyesight if failing. I love the bidirectional nature of USB-C. At my age any help getting a male plug into a female socket is greatly appreciated.
However I am disappointed that EU officials still (try and fail to) speak in English. The only nation that nominated English as an official language of the EU was the UK, so now the rest of them should drop it and speak in Estonian or French or German, whatever.
"The raison d'être? Less chargers for our consumers"...no, no, fewer chargers, not less chargers. We should retaliate with raisin debtors.
I was nearly imprisoned on the day I was awarded a bronze badge here. It was headline news at the time, well, here at least because it was funny.
I'd been involved in a court case and had suddenly figured out how to end it so I phoned the police helpline offering to go into the local cop shop to explain. They told me to stay put and an officer would phone me back. I went for a shower expecting to walk there after. Police raid on the house, and when I asked why they said because I used the word epiphany on the phone, they thought I was a danger to myself. If only I'd known the correct term was "mindset reset".
I came down the stairs in a towel to be barked at by two officers, so I explained myself and questioned their actions. "You're talking down to us!" "I am literally sat down looking up at you so I don't appear threatening." "There you go again, talking down to us. You think you're smarter than us." I bit my tongue, I didn't laugh, but an involuntary sigh got me arrested.
12 police raids, some funnier than that, and they only stopped when I threatened to put in an FOI on how many raids they'd been and why (peace protester/terrorist).
In the early eighties my TI-82 calculated pi instantly, 3.1416926. Press of a button, no faff.
I realise there's been inflation since then.
My last love claimed to have memorised the first 102 digits, and she did recite those once but beyond the first eight digits she could have just been making it up - as could this computer. She put me off pi, I'm into tao now.
I just learned that BASIC stands for Beginners' All-purpose Symbolic Instruction Code. Most of you probably know that, but most of you had a leg up.
I programmed an excellent version of Yahtzee to teach my 17 year old apprentices coding when I was 21. Both the game and the teaching were purely voluntary and distraction from my actual work. My apprentices were more bored than me and would bet on it. I ended up winning a fair amount of unsolicited drinking money from them, which I accepted to teach them a lesson. Gambling bad, coding good. I had given them the code, about 50 lines, and they still lost.
the island has 48 per cent of the global foundry market and 61 per cent of the world's capacity to fabricate chips using a 16nm process node or smaller
It's a life-jacket, it's a bullet-proof vest, it's a force-field.
I'll just point out Arizona used to have it's own foundry's that were outsourced to the far-east to save on salaries. Often Capitalism ties it's own shoelaces together.
I downloaded Debian over 8 CDs. It worked great for me so I made five copies and passed them out explaining the politics and the implications. That was a huge error. For the next couple of years I was bombarded with tech support phone calls and emails every hour of the day. They conflated free software with free software support - "You broke my computer!"
It's just not worth it if you aren't being paid, sad but true.
It's not just computing. I planted ten fruit trees in various places in my home town to see what would survive where. One survived, last time I checked at least, in a private garden. I underestimated how much Scots hate free fruit.
I had one English boss abroad who always had financial trackers on his screen rather than work stuff. It was a good strategy, gave the impression of competence and control. , and he was nice, smart and able. Then he started talking about how he was building a yacht in Nigeria with a local called Happy, which stunk to high heaven. "So you are paying and he is building - I don't believe that." I cut myself off from, "you'd fall for that." He replied, "I've met him. He really is called Happy, and he really is happy." I bet he was. So your boss, a nice guy, a smart guy, obviously getting ripped off, what do you do?
I hinted.
There was a BBC World Service story about a study that left-handed people were worse at detecting liars. He was left-handed so I mentioned it to him in humour. He said he didn't believe that was true, and I joked that's because he is left-handed. I shouldn't have been so diplomatic, I should have just said that yacht sounds like a scam. Instead from then on he distrusted everything I said. I can guarantee you though, we both have no yachts.
My mum passes frequent Indian telephone scammers across to me when I'm with her. Pretending to be Virgin Media the guy asked me to check out the lights, which was fine so I asked to speak to his manager. She was spiel, so I asked her to stop talking for a moment so I could. "Are you telling me to shut up? No, you shut up, YOU SHUT UP, YOU SHUT UP"
"Tough day in the scam call-centre, eh? "
I used to feel bad for distrusting Indian accents. It's not a dig at Virgin, same thing when mum was with Sky, scammers list. I would pay more for an internet service consisting of only Glaswegian, Newcastle or Liverpudlian accents. I did a help desk contract in Europe and Germans in particular would be so happy to hear my accent. "Oh, you are Scottish, so honest and trustworthy."
"Aye, well, me personally, yes, but don't trust any Scottish princes. "
Hold your horses, Septic Dank. Or cool your jets, Jetsons (even that reference is too dated for you, aye?)
Public telephones were a public service, an emergency utility that I doubt were ever profit making.
Not all progress is progressive. Last time I renewed my driving licence I photo-shopped my own selfie, removed some of the red from my face, and posted the paper application for £10. No problem. This time it is £21.50 to get my photo taken at a Post Office because I don't have a passport - which I don't want, can't afford, and currently can't get due to Covid backlogs. You know who most needs photo IDs? Anyone on benefits, the neediest. I wish my library card had my photo and address on it.
You seem to be young, presumably comfortable financially, and lacking in empathy. That's okay, we all were once. Word of advice: It's the fate of every dirty young man to become a dirty old man, if you are lucky.
...they require a dialling prefix to call there.
My first telephone number was Auchengray 237, which I answered on a Bakelite phone with a thick wool cord. Even Scotland Yard had a longer number - Whitehall 1212. BT, well British Telecom, broke into my house and stole my phone- which was legal back then. They claimed my guinea pigs had chewed through the cord, I suspect they let the pigs out as cover. Your phone number was listed in tens of thousands of books in your area unless you were rich or famous. I was not that old, just my telephone exchange and telephone, albeit I am that old now.
When you are destitute and sleeping rough, as tens of thousands of Britons are about to be for the first time, a public telephone can be a life-saver. The old red ones were iconic. Also, we used to have these things called post boxes...
That's the scariest sentence I've read this year, in a year of traumatising sentences. Neuromorphic is a scarier word than thermobaric.
I'm sure you can do it, but dinnae dae it. Just dinnae. Put the development on the back burner for a decade or three, maybe rip-up the master plan.
My laptop is fine, my phone is fine, my connectivity is fine. Stop the bus I want to get off.
A Panasonic Toughbook would kick sand in the Dell's face and steal it's girlfriend after drinking it's milkshake. That is one mean dude with 'tude.
I was going to Basra to set-up a four laptop wifi network in 2004 [long story cut short - didn't] and I asked the best informed computer guys I knew what laptop? Unanimous, Toughbooks.
In the '90s I had my girlfriends Panda in my garage under a blanket, and my rotten illegal Civic on the street under a blanket of snow. The Civic started. Dells are Pandas.
Two decades plus ago I was in Paris when the riot police went on strike. It was surreal. Militarised police in military trucks driving around banging their batons on their shields. Guy Debord meets Monty Python. My jaw hit the ground, but like you said, mais les Français collectively turned a blind eye. C'était normal. IT IS NOT NORMAL!
It's the only country I've ever fought a cop, but to be fair, it's the only place a cop - or anyone - ever pulled a gun on me. I was just complaining at a RyanAir desk, not something that requires a drawn pistol.
There is wonderful BBC footage of a reporter in a Parisian street in soixante-huite talking to camera about a riot, and in the far distance a police motorcycle and side car starts approaching. The camera man can see the cop in the sidecar wielding his truncheon for over a minute but doesn't say anything, until the journalist is floored.
I'm nominally anti-authoritarian, All Cops Are Blaise, but if we have to have police cars then they should be fitted with cameras or else it is just 'he said, they said', and the judiciary will believe them. .
Last time I nearly crashed was when a police car cut me up at a big roundabout. Crossed into my lane with no warning or reason. My camera wasn't working but I got their reg so drove straight to a cop shop to report it. Police Scotland were happy to record it because it was a British Transport Police car. But they said because my camera wasn't on they couldn't do anything. I said, "Check their camera!" I'd been watching too much TV, their cars don't have cameras, too expensive. My camera only cost £15, but I guess the expense comes from law-suits.
I wrote a 'disgusted from Tunbridge Wells' letter to the BTP, and got a phone call from a sergeant questioning me about the incident. I thought I was going to be charged but weeks later I got a letter of apology and an assurance that the driver had been "strongly rebuked".
Mais dans ce pays-ci il est bon de tuer de tems en tems un Amiral pour encourager les autres.
My point is they'd never try this in France, there'd be a violent manifestation and Paris would shut down. Thank God for the French defending civil liberties from US corporations. Luckily they've never been able to figure out our language or accents. Or humour.
"German optics giant jumps ship to make smartphone cameras for Xiaomi instead"
It's an East German company so naturally it would side with the Commies. I know, technically Leica is in NATO occupied Germany, but for how long comrades?
[In my defence, the only time I went behind the Iron Curtain was because I got on the wrong train. It was not nice, like a nation of Grangemouths]
Electrical tape also works, and is presumably cheaper.
This is England 2022, who would want to spy on school children? Sir Jimmy Savile is dead, and Prince Andrew is busy with jubilee celebrations.
My point being, this is more serious than you seem to think. Not for you or me maybe - me picking my nose or having a wank - but for school kids.
Won't somebody think of the children? No, not you, stop that.
I cut and pasted your post down below under my name, albeit with a Joke Ahead icon.
I wasn't mocking your argument or sentiment. My serious point was the ICO may not be toothless but it is underfunded and out classed so impotent. It's akin to the serious fraud office - plenty of bite on the statute books, but a kitten in reality.
There is no effective mechanism to make Clearview AI give up our data, the £7.5 million fine is essentially a windfall tax or a slap on the wrist. I'll change my opinion when company directors are extradited here and face prison time, or lists of all their customers are seized and published.
Once someone has your data, they have your data and you hope in vain they don't pass it along. My mum is on a 'suckers list' and gets scam phone calls all the time.
And it's not just private companies. I've been arrested a fair few times without being charged (as a peace protestor mostly), and on the initial arrests they'd swab me for DNA. I asked why they stopped doing that and they said because they already had it. I said they weren't allowed to keep it if I wasn't charged, after an ICO ruling, and they replied, "No, that is just in England." - it is not just in England, same rules apply! Same rules are ignored.
Just because I make a piece of data freely available on the Internet, that does not make it public domain. It can still be legally protected in all kind of ways, even if it's not protected by technical means.
Companies that gather data from the Internet ought to be made painfully aware of this fact: you still need a license to use any data that's not yours, and if it's not clear whether there is a license to be had, that doesn't mean the piece of data is up for grabs; it means that if you grab it you're in an ambiguous situation at best, and could very well land in court.
"Why am I buying a bag of onions for £1 in Tesco from Egypt?"
Why are you? Tesco sell a 1kg bag of British onions for 0.49p. According to their website their main ingredient is 100% onion, which is how I prefer my onions. I'm not a connoisseur though, maybe Egyptian onions taste better.
"It's a fine line to demonstrate what a malicious actor could do...if I walked up to your home, saw it was unlocked, let myself in "
No, no no, that is not a fine line, that is a red line. You don't walk into a home ever without permission. Hack their computers if you like but that is a sick analogy that indicates a sick mind. That is breaking and entering, doesn't matter if you never stole anything or phoned me.
I don't have a house, but keep away from my house. Get off my lawn. Fuck yeah.
It's Balkanization, or Balkanisation in the UK. Sorry for pedantry because I always enjoy your posts but someone has to teach the kids. I learned a lot of spelling errors from other peoples posts only to be mocked for repeating them.
I've wasted a lot of time posting on various comments sections. I was too extreme for anarchist websites because my issues could land on them, legally.
I was voted (by the journalists) the best poster on the Sunday Herald website, 2003. That was closed down by MI5 dirty tricks, nothing to do with me.
I reluctantly swapped to The Guardian and was banned .for criticising the brother-in-law of the editor. It's hard to respect anyone who is still allowed to post on The Guardian.
The Independent comments were closed down, as apparently The Telegraphs were at the time - Iraq.
I started posting on the NYT and most of the posters loved me, but some of the comments there were worrying and I didn't know how to reply.
I swapped to The Atlantic, most posters there seemed to like me but it was eye-opening how rough and tumble it was. Some folk would espouse racism, terrorism and genocide under the flimsy umbrella of 'free speech', and they could say things in the US that I couldn't say here. The Atlantic was sickened and shut the whole thing down, underlining whose ball and pitch it is, but it battle-hardened me. I went screen to screen with fascists, racists and you know, other such nuts.
Posting here is the only place I can talk online, or want to. More rational, less confrontational. I really hate downvoting anyone here because if you made it here then you have to be partly rational.
I think it is okay to shout, "Fire!" into a theatre if the theatre is actually on fire, and if you didn't start the fire and chain the doors. Your ancient constitution sucks, and your body lies a mouldering in a grave.
"If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?"
If you don't hear it then it's fallen on you. Nursery school philosophy. Is it a brown tree, or would someone else see it as blue?
If you were lost in a forest and you didn't have a signal would somebody else track your phone? Well, they could. Last known position, last known direction, start the search there.
I got lost in a forest on an outwards bound course when I was 14. No water, no food, but two pretty girls. Shamefully I did not try my best to evacuate us quickly, never mentioned my map and my compass, rather focussed on my sleeping bag. Some heroic divvy rescued us - them. Ach.
You can fairly accurately estimate the age of an oak by measuring it's width about four feet high. But then that applies to me too.
@Chinashaw
"I imagine similarly too quick to judge people come to the food bank in his constituency to see the work they do and how he came up with that figure."
Imagine there's no foodbanks, it's easy if you try. In fact I can clearly recall when there weren't any. This is new.
It's not just unemployed and disabled, police and nurses are using foodbanks. I personally never have and (hopefully) never will but I know people who do, and the inevitable rule of supply and demand has kicked in. There are fewer donations now and more hungry people so the shelves go bare and rationing is necessary. That whole safety net is overloaded. School meals are being downsized - never mind obese adults, kids need to eat to study.
Brain dead and tone deaf Tory MP Lee Anderson claimed 30p meals were possible to any hungry Briton, and come to his constituency to see how. I might if I could afford the fare, but I know what I will see. He based his costing on 1,300 meals lacking in nutrition. So where am I supposed to store 1,300 meals if I can't afford the electricity for a freezer or a fridge? And he didn't price in the cost of energy for cooking it at at time people are turning down potatoes at food banks because they can't afford to cook them. And do I really want to eat the same bleugh for four years.
"do spend money on eating out"
Aye, maybe, stupid folk, or people with two or three jobs who are time poor or can't afford a cooker. And yet Lee Anderson wonders where the workers have gone.
I read an article that people are going to McDonalds for the warmth. They buy their kids a 'happy meal', don't eat themselves but stay there all night for the free wifi.
Personally I negated my food costs for twenty years by growing my own and by taking waste food of supermarket skips. Cooked on a wood stove visited my parents at bleak times. Partly for environmental reasons, mostly so I could afford whisky and cigarettes. Skips are empty now, so many people are reliant on them, and I can't work an allotment due to "muscle loss due to malnutrition".
The milk of human kindness has increased in price by 65% this year.
