Someone should write a Firefox extension that shrinks all Bootstrap elements and whitespace down to a reasonable size.

How can America be this awesome??? Someone pinch me I think I’m dreaming!!!

Wealthy engineer in my family recently retired from whatever Thiokol is currently called. Brilliant guy. I asked him about SpaceX around 2020. He thought they were amateurs who would never get anywhere. I think about that a lot.

AI may write all my code, but I write my own PR descriptions. I have standards!

Why is my registered agent tweeting this.

Postman must be an Electron app. I can tell this because switching tabs has lag on a screaming fast computer.

One of the things that seems so stupid and infantilizing about modern culture is that you can’t just talk to people like an adult now and reason through things and make the case for this or that and encounter people with agency to do anything about it. There’s nobody at the company to whom you can give a firm handshake and the sales pitch. In its place as a process. You follow the process. And then a decision is made in the background. Everything is like applying to college. So for example I ordered a water heater and I guess I didn’t notice that there was a separate option to have the guys carry it in for you. I got one of these fancy new heat pump water heaters and it’s much heavier than a normal water heater, which is already pretty bulky and heavy, and I can’t get it downstairs by myself. So I called to see if we can’t get the guys back out here to get it down into the basement. But of course there’s no making that happen. There’s no amount of money I could offer, no sweet talking. You can’t get anybody on the phone who has any agency to make this happen. There’s a process. And what I want is not part of the process. So instead what we have to do is I’m returning the original water heater and I ordered a new one and this time I checked the box to have the guys carry it into the basement. So later today, some people will come in a truck to take the original, perfectly fine water heater away. And then later different people will deliver a different water heater and carry it into my basement, because this time I checked the box that says they’re allowed to do that. This is all completely absurd. I am capable of understanding that everything is optimized for the more common case and that this is probably more efficient at scale. I can understand the benefits of that just fine. It’s just that the society it creates when things go wrong is one that feels very stupid and unsatisfying to normal people. And that’s a downside that actually does need to be registered.

Just plugged in a 20 year iPod nano (MA489LL). No lag. No loading indicators. UI is practically instant. No touchscreen. I plugged in my Bose headphones and played Black Eyed Peas like 2006 was yesterday. Just fucking worked. Incredible. Technology has gotten worse in so many ways. Younger people have no idea.

This is why every business owner hates taxes so much more than the average person. We write the insane checks.

We recently donated a car to a local pregnancy care center. The man who picked it up is a volunteer. He told us his story. He wept while doing so. His wife had two abortions many years ago. She now has dementia and is a care facility full time. That alone breaks his heart. He hates being separated from his wife. But he told us that while recently cleaning out her things he found a small chest she had hidden. Inside were small bracelets with names on them, plus several other memorable trinkets. He found out she had named those two babies and had this secret collection to remember them. He wept while telling us this. He’s now a grandfather with grown children, but the pain of the loss of those two is still raw. He volunteers to honor them, and I think, as a form of repentance. Don’t do it.

Everyone tends to think of swapfiles being disk based. In reality, swapping to RAM is exponentially more popular. If you have a traditional model of memory in your head, this makes NO SENSE. Swap is that thing we use when the system runs out of real ram right? You know, RAM fills up, swap out to SSD to give the OS some breathing room. Why (and how?) would you swap to memory…very thing that’s full? Well, Modern CPUs are ridiculously fast at compression, especially with something light like lz4. Zswap intercepts old pages, quickly compresses them, and then crams them back into system RAM. If you’re lucky, you might be able to fit ~3-4 compressed pages into the space of 1 traditional page. Of course, this also has the benefit of not prematurely wearing out your SSD. Mobile has done this for *years*, I know Android specifically has used this for a decade . Regular Linux is catching up, Fedora uses zram by default now. The NT kernel (windows) also has their own implementation of in-memory compression, you can see it in task manager quite easily! Anyway, it’s a fun trick used everywhere that few realize. Towards the future, I wouldn’t be surprised if inline, accelerated LZ4 starts showing up in the majority of CXL controllers.

I have found it, the Platonic form of every New York Times op-ed.

A bought a Samsonite briefcase at a thrift store for $7 as a teen. I carried it all through college and still use it occasionally. Taking a cue from this, I bought Samsonite luggage and have so far been happy.

Oh yeah, I wanted one of these so bad, but we were poor. 😂

I'd pay more for a men-only gym. It's probably illegal. 🙄

True Story. When Microsoft moved eDisco into Purview it was a crime.

These two paragraphs of my verdict are crucial for everyone to read and understand. "Even if all of the statements made by Van Langenhove are based on scientific evidence and statistics, it makes no difference to the criminal intent. Van Langenhove is not charged with spreading false information. He is charged with presenting facts in a way that incites hatred against persons on the grounds of one or more of the protected criteria in the Anti-Racism Law.” 1⃣ "For Van Langenhove to have committed a crime, it is not necessary for him to have incited concrete acts of hate or violence. It suffices that others are incited to take on a general attitude of intolerance or disapproval regarding a group protected under the criteria of the Anti-Racism Law." 2⃣ This means you can go to jail for "inciting hatred" even if your statements were 100% factual (see 1⃣) and even if you did NOT incite concrete acts of hate (see 2⃣). The benchmark of "inciting hatred" , a crime punishable by prison, is thus "saying something that has the potential of inciting someone to have a general attitude of disapproval regarding a protected group". This means literally any criticism of mass migration is now a punishable offence. If you cite a statistic, and someone could potentially think less of a protected group (like migrants) because of it, you can be jailed. The craziest part is that there is no defence possible against this. I brought the scientific studies that I cited to court, but the judge didn't care 1⃣. I also proved that the hundreds of students present at the lecture included students of all different political affiliations, and everyone was able to voice their opinion or ask questions. The lecture went very calmly, so obviously nobody was incited to hatred. But this too did not matter 2⃣, because if the judge says he believes there is the possibility that someone COULD be incited to "a general attitude of disapproval", this is enough for the judge to send me to jail, even without any evidence. I'm telling you this to warn you that by the time these hate speech laws have come into place, it's already too late. You will NEVER be able to beat these laws in court. You have to stop them before they are implemented. Let my fate be your warning.

At Best Buy with my daughter... Her: I need a new laptop to run Minecraft and DOS Me: DOS? Her: Yeah, DOS Me: Where did you learn about DOS? Her: We use it at school. Me: Really? DOS? Her: DOS Me: Microsoft DOS? Her: Google Docs, Dad Me: Oh....I thought you said DOS

Mayors and governors should be required to have quarterly earnings calls “Tax receipts came in light versus guidance due to weaker restaurant traffic, elevated public transit shrink and Ken Griffin moving half of Citadel to Miami.“ Then 45 minutes of hostile analyst Q&A from citizens

Almost no one knows the full story of Ulysses S. Grant and Robert E. Lee. In 1847, during the Mexican War, a young Lieutenant Grant served as an obscure regimental quartermaster. Robert E. Lee, already famous, served on General Winfield Scott's elite staff. They crossed paths once. Lee did not remember it. Eighteen years later, they met again. April 9, 1865. Appomattox Court House, Virginia. Lee arrived first, in an immaculate gray dress uniform, red sash, embroidered gauntlets, and a presentation sword with a jeweled hilt. He looked like an emperor walking to his coronation. Grant rode up an hour later, alone, splattered head to boot in Virginia mud, wearing a private's field blouse with no sword, no sash, and no insignia except the dirty shoulder straps of a lieutenant general. The first thing he did was apologize to Lee for his appearance. The surrender happened in the parlor of a farmer named Wilmer McLean. McLean had fled his old home near Manassas because the first major battle of the war had literally been fought across his front yard in 1861. Four years later the war followed him 120 miles and ended in his front parlor. He later said he could have wallpapered his house with the war. Before any terms were discussed, Grant tried small talk. He asked Lee if he remembered him from Mexico. Lee politely said he did not. Grant said he had remembered Lee perfectly for almost twenty years. Then came the terms, and they stunned everyone present. Officers could keep their sidearms and personal horses. Enlisted men who owned their mounts could take them home for the spring plowing. No prison. No trials. Every Confederate soldier would be paroled and allowed to walk home, on his honor, unmolested by U.S. authority for as long as he kept his parole. Lincoln had asked for leniency. Grant gave him more than he asked for. When Lee mentioned, almost in passing, that his men had not eaten in days, Grant ordered 25,000 rations sent across the lines from his own supply trains that same afternoon. The Union army fed the army it had just defeated. As Lee rode back to his lines on his old gray horse Traveller, Union batteries began firing celebratory salutes and Grant's men started to cheer. Grant rode out himself and shut it down on the spot. "The war is over," he said. "The rebels are our countrymen again, and the best sign of rejoicing after the victory will be to abstain from all such demonstrations." He later wrote that he felt "sad and depressed" the rest of that day, not triumphant. He could not bring himself to rejoice over the downfall of a foe who had fought so long, so well, and had suffered so much for his cause. Then came the chapter history almost forgot. Two months after Appomattox, a federal grand jury in Norfolk indicted Robert E. Lee for treason. The penalty on the books was death by hanging. Lee wrote a single letter to Grant, citing the parole he had been given. Grant was furious. He went directly to President Andrew Johnson and told him plainly that if the indictment moved forward, he would resign his commission as commanding general of the entire United States Army. He had pledged his personal word to Lee at Appomattox, and no civilian politician was going to break that word while Grant still wore the uniform. Johnson backed down. The indictment was quietly killed. The man who beat Lee in war saved him from the gallows in peace. Twenty years later, Grant was dying of throat cancer in a cottage on Mount McGregor, racing in agony to finish his memoirs before bankruptcy and death caught up with his family. He won by four days. The book sold 300,000 copies and made his widow rich. At Grant's funeral procession in New York in August 1885, his pallbearers walked side by side: Union generals William Tecumseh Sherman and Philip Sheridan, and Confederate generals Joseph E. Johnston and Simon Bolivar Buckner. The same men who had spent four years trying to kill each other carried the coffin together through a million and a half mourners lining the streets. Six years later, when Sherman himself died, the old Confederate Johnston traveled to New York again to serve as a pallbearer for his former enemy. It was a freezing February day with cold rain. Johnston, 84 years old, stood through the entire outdoor ceremony with his hat held over his heart. A friend pleaded with him to put his hat back on. Johnston refused. "If I were in his place," he said, "and he were standing in mine, he would not put on his hat." Johnston caught pneumonia that day. He died a few weeks later. That is the real ending of the American Civil War. Not at Appomattox. In the rain, at a funeral, with an old Confederate refusing to cover his head out of respect for the Union general he had spent his youth trying to destroy.

There should be an airline booking option where you pay extra to sit next to an expert in a topic you’re interested in. They’re on the flight anyway, and can opt-in to get paid to sit next to you to answer your questions. Here’s how this would work: 1) List desired itinerary on an app 2) List your expertise (estate lawyer, etc) 3) Add your LinkedIn page 4) Enter your ask ($500 for full flight) 5) “Clients” search by trip/expertise 6) App matches people 7) App helps them book the trip, takes cut