Of course, we need never reach the point if everyone would act with just a basic level of thought and consideration. Sadly and infuriatingly, hardly anyone does.
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Of course, we need never reach the point if everyone would act with just a basic level of thought and consideration. Sadly and infuriatingly, hardly anyone does.
Anyway, call me poor all you like. I actually am.
I may not. In fact, I have no idea what you mean by 'cash advance'. By HN standards I am pennyless, but wouldn't ever dream of spending or withdrawing money that I haven't got.
As for the rest of perl4ever's comment, there is not a single word or thought or sentence in it which I do not completely recognize and relate to.
If I really need sync of progress, I either rely on something called memory, or work from Calibre's built-in webserver.
Flippancy aside, rats are sophisticated mammals with basically the same set of higher order functions as ourselves, although of course in different quantities.
Killer feature being the encrypted sync via more or less any kind of storage back end (where presently I use Box via WebDav, but that's easily switched). Seemless work across all my devices, all data in nice and portable markdown.
It fits my needs so well that I have taken the extraordinary step of allowing the desktop version on my pc's, even though it is Electron based.
I like this kind of untroubled minimalism, and so far have never encountered a reason not to run every personal project on Fossil. The real world will occasionally force me onto Git territory, but I can't really say I have ever enjoyed the experience.
Git is here to stay for any foreseeable future, of course. And while I do understand points often made about the benefit of one de facto standard to rule them all, monolithic dominance always tends to unsettle me. My SE friends in general simply use 'Git' as a given synonym for 'version control'. And it does annoy and somewhat worry me that they've never even heard of Fossil until I roll out my sermon.
And then there's the occasional sourfaced old party pooper like myself. Two seconds in, and I no longer see the sweet wizardry or the polished black surface; I only see @gmail, internally translating to "someone who doesn't really care".
I don't believe that's quite how things are done these days. Wildly successful things, mind you.
This is, of course, exactly what many of us did, and what you daily see us doing here.
There was a real policeman in charge of security on the island. After the bombing of government headquarters in Oslo an hour earlier, everything was on top terror alert, and Utøya had beeen put in quarantine, the connecting little ferry ordered not to sail.
Despite all this, Breivik was instantly ferried across, no questions asked, heavily armed and politely assisted with the carrying of ammunition boxes both onto and off the the boat.
Upon landing, he almost immediatly shot and killed the police officer, who despite apparent doubts had not taken up any countermeasures. And then of course killed 68 more, plus wounded about twice that number.
With a phone call and a modicum of due diligence, everyone would have been safe.
Also, I live in a somewhat decrepit house from around 1890, in a postcode area of no prestige whatsoever.
In 40 years of driving, I have not been in any collision, and have never filed an insurance claim.
Except for the crows and the rooks. I keep an eye on them, and keep a foot poised for braking, but I never have to. They stroll, as you describe it, quite nonchalantly out the way, sometimes leaving a walnut for my vehicle to please crush. And here's the thing: They happily stroll into the opposite lane, if - and only if - no cars are approaching from the opposite direction. Complete grasp of the traffic situation, and they hardly ever fail - during the last year, I have seen one dead crow at the roadside; I'm gessing he took cool one step to far.
Once got a ride from a trucker who did Adelaide-Perth-Adelaide once a week. Alternating with a colleague, that is, so he had 3½ days exactly to complete the round trip, including on/off loading at both ends. They never really stopped once they got the truck moving, and I do believe a lot of the driving was pill-fueled. Completely bat-shit, of course, but apparently not that uncommon a practice back in the eighties.
For what it's worth, Danish actually is my native language.
I wonder which venues such implicit denigration of non-eurocentric culture could get you banned from.
Relativity does away with the concept of simultaneity. Your statement may be true but unprovable :)
Except that 'dislike' is probably too neutral a description of my views on the phenomenon.
A mirror I have a lifetime experience worth of knowing what is, no perceivable extra layer of processing required. A camera, not quite so, although of course it's a nice enough extra to have.