Mitt the Shit should STFU.
Mitt the Shit should STFU.
Same here, although it did eventually lead to years of employment as a web dev.
It was around 1991 in the university computer lab. Just a green screen dumb terminal for email and newsgroups. Played too much Nettrek after hours on the Spark workstations later on.
This ought to happen everywhere. Either I’m the admin on my machine or I’m not. If it’s not, I’m not sure how much longer I’ll tolerate a Windows machine.
How about a nice cup of shut the Trump up?
He’s one of the absolute best.
Out of his what? Oh. Nevermind.
“I should know. I’ve been embarrassing my state since I was born.”
Gov. Cox, probably.
The only way I’d watch Tucker Carlson on purpose is in a cage fight with Mike Tyson. Pay-per-view is fine, but I’ll travel if I have to.
Given trade, it doesn’t seem to be in their best interest to cripple the US.
Nope. Not even once, and that’s just fine.
My Internet has Pihole and uBlock. I don’t know what these ad things are.
They meant to say fecal recognition. They’re struggling to determine the difference between a Whopper and a whopping dookie. No luck so far, and I doubt an app is going to help.
I’d wager over half that sub is posting from Moscow.
I used to live there a long time ago. It wasn’t terribly stable then. It’s sad that it’s only gotten worse. It’s a beautiful place, with some of the kindest people I’ve ever known. I hope they find a way out of this.
I’m not so sure about that. It took me forever yesterday to get my international keyboard setup to work on Ubuntu the way I wanted it to. I’m saying that as someone who’s been using Unix/Linux in a school, IT and home setting for 30 years. It was unforgivably difficult.
Sociologists call it anomie.
I think you might have it backwards. An empathy deficit (sociopathy) is highly correlated with the C-suite. It’s not that sociopathy makes a person a better leader. It doesn’t. It’s more that a person with dark triad traits isn’t going to care who they step on or what lines they cross to get there.
In other words, they were already screwed up.
Well fuck em. It’s not like they had a lot going for them anyway.
Costello’s sheepishness after the judge cleared the room and took him down a couple notches was epic.