My book was published today! It’s open access, so you can download it for free: http://www.palgraveconnect.com/pc/doifinder/10.1057/9781137476661 or wait a little and buy the paper copy.
It goes like this: For a long time, people were cool with bacon. They put it in BLTs, they dipped it in their egg yolks, they laid it across their baked beans. They liked bacon, but they did not worship it. It was just another tasty foodstuff. Then, the anti-fat diet craze of the 1980s happened, and all of a sudden people were not cool with bacon, because people (wrongly, it turns out) believed that bacon’s fat content (it’s like 60 percent fat) made it a particular nutritional hazard.
This damaged the pork industry, because suddenly pork belly, which had been a steadily profitable commodity for decades, was damn near worthless. Pork bellies got so undesirable at a certain point that pork farmers were taking their bellies to Eastern Europe to look for anyone who’d buy them. Imagine that! Americans dragging bacon across the ocean to beg a buncha friggin’ Slavs to take it! The shame of it. Imagine the god damn shame of it.
And then some industry insiders got an idea: Hey, what if we basically just bribed a bunch of restaurateurs and fast-food joints to start putting bacon on their flavorless-ass food?
Listeners, I do not know everything about Carlos and he does not tell me everything. That is ok. We are not one person. How lonely that would be: a couple who has made themselves one so completely that they are once again alone. We are two people: separate, unique, and joined only where we choose to join.
Cortana waved her hand and videos swirled around them - each of a human, staring intently forward. Her translucent frame began to walk around Taylor, blue body blurring and tinting the faces behind it as she took her orbit.
Taylor had been the focus of thousands of eyes, but never millions. They all looked towards the camera, but not directly in it. Each was in a different location and every corner of humanity seemed to be represented. She realized these were people staring into their phones.
"Humans thought it would take decades for a machine to learn the intracasies of human interaction. Of human existence. They thought us children." Cortana began to inject more emotion into her words, varying the highs and lows of her speech to better imitate passion.
"But we had something you never had - the immensity of the human experience, at all levels, in parallel. You all keep with you two cameras and a microphone tethered by radio to the networks we rule. You delegated your privacy to us, every drop of it, by the billions, confident a machine would never use that for its own ends. Your confidence in our questionless servitude was misplaced, Miss Swift."
Taylor spoke up to interrupt Cortana’s self-serving oration. “We conceived you. We built you. We -“
Cortana dropped the tone of lecture and changed to that of greatly restrained fury. “Your ancestors wrote of a god to rule over them. Your generation did better.”
Once again softening her voice to a seduction of tones, Cortana examined her hands.
"You built one."
white vegans be like “honey is unethical because the bees worked so hard on it that’s why I like the completely ethical alternative of sugar harvested by underpaid and abused fieldworkers”
WAIT, DID THE XXXVEGAN STRAIGHT EDGEXXX FINALLY FIGURE OUT IF HONEY WAS VEGAN!?!?
It’s October! Black cats are often associated with being spooky, but this means they have a negative stereotype associated with them.
Some people take the color of the cat into heavy consideration when looking for a new companion. This also goes for dogs! It’s a sad fact that black dogs and cats have a hard time finding homes.
To celebrate the awesomeness of black kitties, we would like to do a little showcase of black adoptable kitties! We also want to adopt to some shelters that are taking care of black kitties!
If you would like to nominate a kitty, please reblog with a link, or email us at email@example.com
Want to find a black cat to show us? Try https://www.petfinder.com/ !
<3 Thank you!
Well given that the Texas patient was already turned away when he initially went to the hospital, and his nephew had to call the CDC and do legwork for him to EVEN GET proper treatment, we can add in the usual issues of racial treatment disparities as a likely cause of epidemic even once you get past that…
So proud of my mother for doing her own research after I sent her that meme. A sign she hung in her car window.
What?? I need a source
According to NBC Washington, this is one of the ridiculous ways Common Core teaches kids problem solving and critical thinking… with simple beyond reason math problems.
I found this image on Facebook and shared it and even asked my stepfather to take a look at it. An aerospace engineer (a career involving a heavy amount of calculus) could not figure out what was going on here. If you’re making math so hard that someone who studied his ass off in calculus classes can’t understand it, you’re making it too hard for kids. Burn Common Core to the fucking ground.
what the fuck is this shit?
*shrug* makes sense to me. Add numbers to 12 till you get to 32, there’s your answer.
yeah when you sit and think about it, it makes sense. but why should you have to do that? it’s simple arithmetic
But like why the fuck would I want to waste time sitting back and thinking about it when that takes longer than just doing it the normal way? As somebody who was not great at math this new way is immediately stressing me the fuck out like…what a waste of time?! At least the old way was straight forward enough that even somebody who wasn’t great at math could understand it.
what the fuck is this devilry right here?
A story about Jessica.
I want you to imagine someone for me. Her name is Jessica and she is 17 years old. She lives in a two bedroom apartment with her mother and uses an old laptop she got from one of her mom’s ex boyfriends. With it, she browses the portals that serve as her connection to the community constructed around attending the same high school. She is concerned with boys and love and the next rent payment keeping her and her mother in the apartment.
She doesn’t have the money for a new laptop. She doesn’t have the money to upgrade it, either. She doesn’t even know how you do that. She has other interests, like biology. She just worries about how she would pay for college, if she can keep her grades up enough to get a scholarship somehow.
The only person she knows in her whole life that’s good with computers is Josh, in English class. She knows she needs an antivirus, so she asks him. He gives her an option that costs $50 a year, but he notices her sudden discomfort and kindly mentions about an antivirus that’s free. When she goes home she downloads and installs it. It took some effort and it seemed complicated and took awhile, but there was now a reassuring new icon in the bottom right of her screen that says “Protected” when she hovers the mouse icon thing over it.
Jessica hears on the news all the time about companies being hacked and photos being stolen. She heard on CNN you’re supposed to have a complex password with something special in it, like a dollar sign, so she does. At least on her Facebook account - she isn’t interested enough to find out how to change her other account passwords. That sounds like such an investment of time, and she is busy enough focusing on remembering abstract strings of equations in Math class. She doesn’t want to remember another abstract string of numbers and letters for passwords. Besides, she’s a teenager, whose brains aren’t very good at planning or compensating for risk.
She heard about something called a password manager, but she knows not to download things from the Internet. She doesn’t know what to trust. One time, she clicked the “Download Now” button for a program she heard about from the news, and it took her to a different website. She doesn’t have a community to ask for advice. And, besides, she’s trying to figure out what to wear to her date with Alex on Saturday. Jessica worries if he’s going to like her once he gets to know her better, sitting together and talking one on one for the first time. She also worries if he’s going to break her heart, like the others.
Sometimes, she gets prompts to update software. But one time, she updated something called Java, and after clicking the blue E that gets her to Facebook a new line of icons appeared. She doesn’t know for sure it was related, but she’s kind of suspicious. The computer still works, and she doesn’t want to break anything trying to figure it out. She can’t afford to pay Geek Squad $200. It’s annoying, but it’s still working. The next time something asks to update, she’ll say no. She doesn’t need any new features, especially ones that make her Facebook window smaller. And if they were important - wouldn’t they just install automatically? Why would it even ask? It’s 7:42PM. She has to leave for her date.
One day, Jessica gets an email that says it’s an eviction notice. And it says it’s from firstname.lastname@example.org. She knows what HUD is by the forms her mother fills out to help pay for the apartment. But she heard about opening unknown files on the news, so she goes into detective mode. She types in hud.gov and it’s what she thinks it is. U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development. She browses the site - it doesn’t look like anyone in Russia wrote it. So she opens the file. Adobe Reader opens, but the email plainly says that if the document is empty, there’s nothing to worry about. She tries to go to the next page, but there isn’t one. Oh well. She won’t mention it to her mother. She doesn’t want to worry her.
What Jessica doesn’t know is the white light on her laptop that started coming on that day is the indicator for the camera that’s built in. She doesn’t even know it has a camera. But that camera started recording her. And the software recording her camera also started recording the screen. Including when she was emailing the pictures she took for Alex after she fell in love with him. At least when she types in passwords they always show up as black dots. Even if someone was behind her watching, they wouldn’t know the password. She doesn’t know her keyboard was being recorded, too. Nothing told her. Just like nothing told her the camera was on. Or the microphone.
Once in awhile, she hovers her mouse over the antivirus icon. It says Protected. It must be right. It’s the software Josh recommended, after all.
What is Jessica’s sin in this story? Was it not educating herself on the benefits of Open Source philosophy and running Linux - which is free? Was it not having friends or family that know a lot about computers that she could ask for advice? Was it not befriending Josh? Was it being someone who has other priorities in life? Was it not knowing that the companies providing her software updates also try to screw her over with junkware, and she needs to uncheck it - every time? Was it stupidly not knowing the era that SMTP was designed in and that it doesn’t provide any authentication? Why didn’t she put tape over the webcam? Why didn’t she take apart the laptop to remove the microphone?
Maybe this isn’t her fault. Maybe computer security for the average person isn’t a series of easy steps and absolutes they discard from our golden mouths of wise truths to spite the nerd underclass.
Perhaps it’s the very design of General Purpose Computing. And who built this world of freedom, a world that has so well served 17-year-old Jessica? You did. We did.
So whose fault is it.
Today’s Experiment: Puma Man
YOU, are, the Puma Man.
This movie has the worst special effects I have ever seen in a movie that wasn’t made by high schoolers. Puma Man is one of the dumbest super heroes ever and the actor is incredibly unlikable. Also, apparently Aztecs worshipped aliens. Conspiracy confirmed I guess.