Mmm, nope. I’ll vote for a rusty nail in a bottle of stale soda rather than vote for Trump.
Mmm, nope. I’ll vote for a rusty nail in a bottle of stale soda rather than vote for Trump.
I think I spotted the problem:
I’m less interested in “punishment” than I am in “What the hell are we doing to prevent it from happening again?!?!?!?!” I’m hearing nothing but crickets in answer, so far.
I work for a health insurer. The employees only get to pick from one of several high deductible plans, too. So, guess what? The jobs they created...can’t afford the damn healthcare either.
As a recently redistricted person, I feel ashamed that I didn’t investigate how it got done here in PA. (In my defense, I’ve been struggling to keep up with the unholy tire fire that is national news.) Anyway, wouldn’t it make sense to remove politics from the process? Grab a group of data scientists from a couple of…
Trump cancelled the program last year.
It looks like Room#42 and you carried me over the finish line despite my initial brain-fail. Ah, commenting before coffee; it’s all expletives and half-remembered reading.
So torn. On one hand, f*ck that jingoistic nonsense in the ear. On the other, yeah, there’s some solid basis for brain development being aided by handwriting. But, yeah, there’s so much to teach, and so little time/funding to do it. Did I mention, f*ck the jingoistic old white men basing any sort of resurgence of…
Thank you for shooting down the American perception that high-dollar-value somehow equates to worthiness (and, therefore, poverty equates to unworthiness.) “If I’m not in ruinous debt for the rest of my life from it, it can’t possibly have been good,” where “it” is education, health care, etc.. Or, as the commenter you…
Wait. Guys, this could work: the reporters lose their Pulitzers. Trump loses his presidency. One of those groups can, through on-going diligent work, earn another one.
Orcs. Everybody knows NZ is full of orcs. D’uh.
Ah yes, there’s that special amalgam of cartoonish evil and utter incompetence that cloaks this administration.
Sweet baby corn, I haven’t even seen a fax machine in about a decade. You have my condolences.
Once upon a time, I was a bebe tech writer and my first job was doing consumer electronics manuals for clients like Daewoo. Communicating with Korea could be done by email (at least until the engineers figured out I was female and stopped answering my questions), but after writing the manuals, and doing the graphics…
Is anyone else disturbed by them being deep indigo and apparently unattached in that graphic? For some reason, the purple, unattached hands don’t bug me, but the levitating balls are the stuff of nightmares.
He benefits from a sort of insulation of dummies arrayed around the central core moron. Gotcha.
Where’s that sign about “Milliseconds without being an international embarrassment” full of zeros and possibly on fire?
I’m actually not very worried about “once we all rely on software,” but I’m terrified of the transition, where there’s a mix of self-driving cars and human drivers. There is no way in hell any software can account for what utter, unpredictable dipshits we humans are.
So what happens when no one ever complies with this request? Are they potentially in trouble? Does he just not notice that no one has complied for what has to be a decade or more? Does he freak out if someone uses a USB keychain or whatever-the-secure-enough equivalent of DropBox is?