Why does phone hacking have its own Wikipedia article? All you need is gum in its wrapper, a whistle, and a nuke-filled tank drill for free long distance calls forever.

Or, you can use a fedora, knife-glove, and fatal burns to lick someone over the phone.

Edit: huh, I guess my movie references needed an “/s”

You didn’t mention if you work in the medical field at the top of your comment, which invalidates everything else you’ve claimed about science. I should know, I do my own research by reading Google AI summaries.

Your comment is a little too long, but I read up to this point:

Because she works in the medical field

So, now I know enough to know that any AI summary of this paper is absolutely true because science said it.

Also, I’m pleasantly surprised that Sideshow Bob is finally doing something useful.

Why are you talking shit about my favorite Batman?

I asked AI and my RAM charged my credit card

I knew people who started a “countdown until we can look at porn of them.” I didn’t understand that at all. I think it’s reasonable to assume that they’re not waiting until 00:01 on their birthday to snap some nudes and then slowly wait for them to load to the Internet. Which means anything you’re looking at is either underaged or fake with underaged faces; both of which do not contain the proper consent to be okay.

But the strangest of all was how many of these people said that the Olsen twins weren’t all that hot. So, I’d ask why this was worth all the effort. They said because they’d get to see Michelle naked. I had some serious unresolved sexual issues at that age, but that answer always irked me. It felt like those dads who get all pervy about their daughters turning “legal”, or brothers about their sisters.

I bet your comment said something, so I upvoted it

$ cat fiche

Last year, I bought a 22TB hard drive to recover from a 17TB drive failure. I barely got my wife to agree to the one drive, and simply could not convince her that we should get a backup. Our compromise was that I’d add a category to our budget with a year-long goal for a new hard drive. On Friday, I bought my new hard drive after wiping out the category, cashing some old bonds, and borrowing some money from a friend who also uses my server. I wanna fucking cry…

Mom, I need to wash my car and the carwash is 50 yards away. Should I walk or drive?

dw, your data is also still sent to the oppressive, kleptocratic surveillance state

Oh thank God. You had me worried for a second there that Daddy Freedom and Mommy Liberty didn’t care about me anymore.

Now now now, ladies and gentlemen, I’m just a simple country lawyer, and I sure love me some mashed potatoes. I love mashed potatoes; I eat them every day. I love mashed potatoes so much that, hell, I’ll have them with anything. I also love my gun, but I wouldn’t eat my gum! Hold for laughter Now what if I had mashed potatoes with my gun? Not like picks up revolver from displayed evidence and pantomimes using it as a fork, putting the barrel all up in his mouth. Jury roars with laughter. No. Imagine that I’m stuffing my mashed potatoes into this gun! There’s mashed potatoes in the barrel, mashed potatoes in the chambers, mashed potatoes gunking up the cylinder and hammer… Do you think this gun will fire? Of course not! I could point my mashed potato gun at anyone in this court muzzle sweeps the jury, and no one would even flinch. How could something that can be defeated by MASHED POTATOES be dangerous? Hell, how could a person holding such an impotent device have any sense of danger? Have you ever killed anybody with mashed potatoes? Have YOU?? We all know that opposing counsel’s argument that my client “intentionally shot, at point blank” my client’s own best friend. A best friend is someone you eat mashed potatoes with! Not murder and then “steal” their suspiciously unopened Star Wars memorabilia… This is why you need to return a verdict of “guilty” and award my client $50 million from the so-called “victim’s” family for psychological and emotional damages, as well as the cost of selflessly grinding up and eating his best friend’s body to save the family funeral costs. The prosecution rests.

Why would we cut the power before deorbiting them? But if you wanna be more aggressive like that, then how about a magnifying glass to focus sunlight on the satellite like a bully to ants?

Maybe exchange energy with some sort of maneuver to stay in orbit longer?

“No officer, I did not ‘run into their car…’ I improved their gas mileage by exchanging energy.”

As someone who codes, I specifically didn’t say “always” because of course it’s not always true. Especially in the cases of “garbage in, garbage out.”

But there’s still an argument to be made for mental load and context, for which I’d argue that planning solutions and then writing the code generally is more taxing than someone handing you suggested solutions with semi-complete code or pseudo-code, and then identifying road blocks.

On the other hand, if someone you trust unexpectedly hands you hallucinated garbage, then you’re likely to spin your wheels trying to identify what they did.

“What’s that in your hand, then?”

“That’s not my hand.”

Destroying these satellites with lasers poses a similar problem to what happens when you light zombies on fire: the satellites are held in space by their momentum and the reduced atmosphere vs Earth’s gravity. If you break the satellites into pieces via laser, then now you have uncontrolled and unpredictable space junk to deal with. Some of the pieces might return sooner, but what was once a concern is now a problem. Just like how a zombie at your door is very concerning, a zombie on fire at your door is an immediate problem.

Now, what could be interesting would be sending up another satellite that sprays black paint on the sun-facing side of other satellites. The energy absorbed and then exhausted could propel it towards Earth sooner. Maybe? I dunno, I’m just a simple country Fartographer, your honor.

If you’re unable to brute-force verification (research, testing, consulting the ancient texts), there’s where you stop what you’re doing, and take a breath. Then, consult an expert. Just like the film critic analogy, it’s easier to verify than to create, so you’re saving the expert time and effort while learning about something that you were obviously already passionate enough about to have started this endeavor.

With my trusty LLM, I follow the steps recommending that I try reaching inside the die press to look for any jammed parts that could have caused the machine to suddenly stop working. My coworker, who my boss sent to assist me based on instructions from her LLM, asks his LLM how to help me. My coworker’s LLM recommends that he check if the emergency stop button has been pulled…

A handjob is still a job, officer!

They survived!