I’m a State Senator?

PFFFFFFTTTT. Those days are gone. The last several times I’ve flown (just in the past week), the TSA pre-check line is 2-6 times longer than general boarding.

The TSA is designed to be noticeable, intrusive, and cumbersome, as a feature and not a bug. If it ain’t creating a whole hassle, then how will the public NOTICE the government is DOING SOMETHING about that terrorism stuff? It is pure theater like that. It is meant to be in your face, and down your pants, by design.

And the ND looks like Smudge the Cat

It’s somehow cross-eyed and bucktoothed.

this face always reminds me of some shit from the junkyard scene out of brave little toaster

HURR DURR ERMA CURR

I feel you - and I don’t necessarily disagree - but I think the more productive way of saying this, a way that will not these rubes retreat into their hayseedry, is to suggest to them that the richest people in the world are highly unlikely to be looking to add you of much more modest means to their get-rich-quick…

You can get in a lot of trouble leaving unapproved ‘gadgets’ lying around...

But that war was justified. Everyone knows that Sega had an active nuclear weapons program.

“Dogs are universally better than humans.”

Sony have done this for the same reason car manufacturers now offer cars exclusively in silver, black and white.

It has to be tropical house. How can you not feel cool listening to a song that reminds you of drinking under a palapa by the ocean? Plus, its chill enough to keep you from driving like an Altima driver but up beat enough to keep you engaged.

Eh, it’s been done

They live in Washington DC ... in Georgetown, even.

It’s an old obscure concept called a “reputation”

This is one of the core problems of the whole thing. People often talk about how in most countries, traffic cops don’t have guns. But unfortunately, in the United States, they kind of have to assume everyone they stop has a gun, because they COULD have a gun. So of course they have guns. It’s just classic escalation.

In contrast to the accuracy of the first couple of Predators, which documented the bulging-muscled, minigun toting Delta Force of the 1980s and the heavily armed LA police involved in full-on urban warfare of the 1990s.

But the reality that a company “owns” somebody, at least enough to be able to put a version of him in a video game, feels off.

OK, sure: The other big difference is that your cigarette lighter-Bluetooth-aux-dongle contraption isn’t going to have a screen.