Re: Monitoring software?
According to the indictment, they (the US Government) sort 3 year of supervised release. The monitoring software was properly put there by the Government
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In March "canyouguess67" posted on WordPress that ANOM was a "scam" and that a device he had tested was "in constant contact with" Google servers and relayed data to non-secure servers in Australia and the United States.
"I was quite concerned to see the amount of IP addresses relating to many corporations within the 5 eyes Governments (Australia, USA, Canada, UK, NZ who share information with one another)," the post said before it was deleted.
It is also possible to own two (or more) vehicles that share the vehicle license number plates: the plates are physically unmounted from one vehicle and mounted on another, provided the vehicles in question are owned by the same owner of the vehicle license number plate. These plates are known locally as "Wechselschilder".
Did they record the passwords on the monitor bezels with a Dremel? The IT department that I used to work at caused mass confusion by swapping the monitors over one weekend.
So many calls on Monday from users saying that their accounts had been locked, but they were sure that they were using the correct password.
At present in the UK, there is no legislation for minimum speeds on UK motorways. Although there has been calls for years to set a minimum speed limit, the practicalities of doing so means that at present there is still no specific minimum speed. The Republic of Ireland has a minimum speed of 30 mph on motorways, .
In some cases, there have been individuals who have received fines for driving too slow on the motorway, although these are extremely rare.
This, recruits, is a 20-kilo ferrous slug. Feel the weight! Every five seconds, the main gun of an Everest-class Dreadnought accelerates one to 1.3 percent of light speed. It impacts with the force of a 38-kiloton bomb. That is three times the yield of the city buster dropped on Hiroshima back on Earth.
That means: Sir Isaac Newton is the deadliest son-of-a-bitch in space! (...) I dare to assume you ignorant jackasses know that space is empty! Once you fire this hunk of metal, it keeps going 'till it hits something! That can be a ship, or the planet behind that ship.
It might go off into deep space and hit somebody else in ten thousand years. If you pull the trigger on this, you are ruining someone's day, somewhere and sometime!"
To get Boaty McBoatfaced means that you’ve made the critical mistake of letting the internet decide things. In other words, as much as we revere democracy, there are times — and they do typically involve the internet — when one’s fellow citizens deliberately make their choices not in order to foster the greatest societal good, but, instead, to mess with you.
The city of Austin, Texas, got McBoatfaced, for example, when it asked the internet to name its waste management service. The internet obliged by suggesting it be named in honor of Fred Durst, the frontman of the rock band Limp Bizkit.
Taylor Swift and VH1 got McBoatfaced when they asked the internet to choose a location for her forthcoming concert. The internet obliged by choosing the Horace Mann School for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing. (Ms. Swift, proving once and for all that she is a good sport, donated $10,000 to the school, before settling on another venue.)
But sometimes these episodes can take a darker turn. Mountain Dew got McBoatfaced when it asked the internet to name its new flavor. The internet — largely driven by members of the message boards Reddit and 4chan — obliged by naming the new flavor “Hitler Did Nothing Wrong.”
There are known knowns. These are things we know that we know. There are known unknowns. That is to say, there are things that we know we don't know. But there are also unknown unknowns. There are things we don't know we don't know.
Don't need lights to be road legal
ROAD VEHICLES LIGHTING REGULATIONS 1989
4. Exemptions - General
3) Nothing in these Regulations shall require any lamp or reflector to be fitted between sunrise and sunset to :-
(a) a vehicle not fitted with any front or rear position lamp,
(4) Without prejudice to regulation 16, for the purposes of these Regulations a lamp shall not be treated as being a lamp if it is :-
(a) so painted over or masked that it is not capable of being immediately used or readily put to use; or
(b) an electric lamp which is not provided with any system of wiring by means of which that lamp is, or can readily be, connected with a source of electricity.
LISTER: Let me get this straight. Is she doing what I think she's doing?
CAT: Why? What DO you think she's doing?
LISTER: Playing pool with planets.
RIMMER: Is that possible?
LISTER: Well, it's not going to work. It's completely insane. It's
whacko. It's noodle-doodle.
CAT: I'm with you, buddy.
LISTER: No, not the idea, the shot. There's not enough side.
LISTER: Yeah, side-spin. It's a complete mis-cue.
RIMMER: What are you drivelling about, Lister? We're talking about a
computer with an IQ in excess of twelve thousand.
LISTER: Doesn't mean she can play pool. I can. Trust me. I know
whereof I speak. Aigburth Arms on a Friday night. They used to call
me Dave "Cinzano Bianco" Lister 'cause once I was on the table, you
couldn't get rid of me. This pool arm is as sound as a dollarpound,
and I promise you that shot _will not come off_. She's topped it,
that's what she's done, she's topped it! It's a felt-ripper! That
planet is off the table and into somebody's pint of beer.
RIMMER: We are talking about the trigonomics of four-dimensional space,
you simple-minded gimboid! We are not talking about some seedy game of
pool in a backstreet Scouse drinking pit.
LISTER: It's the same principle.
RIMMER: Of course it isn't!
LISTER: Rimmer, I promise you, THAT is a complete mis-cue. I say we
chuck Holly's coordinates in the bin and let ME take the shot.
RIMMER: Well, I say we put it to the vote. On one hand, we have a
computer, with an IQ in excess of twelve thousand, who has a total
grasp of astrophysics. And on the other hand, we have Lister, who, and
let's be fair to him, is a complete gimp. To whom do we entrust our
lives, the safety of this vessel and the future of everything? If it's
a tie, we go with Holly. What's your vote, Lister?
LISTER: Well, I vote for Dave "Cinzano Bianco" Lister.
RIMMER: One-nil to Listypoos. I vote for Holly. Cat?
CAT: Well, I agree with you, buddy. But I'm voting for Doodoo Breath.
The thing is, even though you're right, I could not bring myself to
vote for someone with your dress sense. I couldn't put my cross next
to the Bri-nylon party.
RIMMER: Down to you, Kryten.
KRYTEN: Well, I agree it's insane and suicidal, Sir, but I'm afraid I
have to side with the human.
RIMMER: You're voting for El Dirtball?
KRYTEN: It's in my programming, Sir. A living human outranks a hologram.
LISTER: Three-one to me! Let's do it!
RIMMER: Congratulations, Kryten. Your vote has just killed everyone.
CAT: Will you relax? I've seen Gerbil-Face play down in the Recreation
Room. He's a diva! He can knock those striped balls around the table
all night long, and I tell you what, I have never once seen him lose a
single ball down one of those holes!
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