“Would you like to donate money to us that we pretty pretty promise will go to some vague charity while we reap the tax benefits? No? Are you sure? Fine, we’ll just ask you next time (regardless of your answer this time).”
“Would you like to donate money to us that we pretty pretty promise will go to some vague charity while we reap the tax benefits? No? Are you sure? Fine, we’ll just ask you next time (regardless of your answer this time).”
I miss my college days, Terabytes upon terabytes of “Linux ISOs” accessible via the blazing fast internal university network. And the IRC channel, where I learned what trolling was, but never learned to not feed the trolls.
I blame google for the demise of well-organized folders. Their approach to email was “chuck it all in one big folder named Archive, and you can search for it using keywords that you will definitely remember when you need to find it again!”
It’s a useful tool, but paved the way for the current state of affairs where people get overwhelmed by their email because they have 150,000 unread emails in their inbox and as a result, don’t read an email until you tell them the entire contents of their email via the inferior messaging platform known as texting.
It’s someone who doesn’t know what sub they’re in; this sub is for those living in NYC, LA, SF, and Chicago only. I’m guessing they live in the tiny sliver of the United States that isn’t one of those four cities, hence their confusion.
Some username squatter stole my gamer tag (which is wholly unique, pronounceable in English but utterly gibberish) on Rockstar’s stupid account system, and RDR2 being a single player game I was already pissed off. Then the settings required a restart of the game to change even the littlest things, like turning on captions, except the settings would never save.
So I got a refund and went to the high seas, got a version of the game that actually works and doesn’t require an unnecessary account login, and I’m playing in 10 minutes.
AAA game publishers don’t even make games anymore, they just sell user data.
That would require having policies, and not just a campaign strategy of “We’re not as bad as the Other Guy!”
They did say it was an old bottle, possibly before capitalism ruined the brand.
In my experience they want the field to be mandatory but don’t want anything preventing them from skipping it if they’ve personally decided to skip it, “just this once.”
The Mayans predicted the end of the world in 2012. Really, it was the end of the expected simulation that we’re all living in. Now that we’re past that year, stacks are overflowing and the simulation is encountering unexpected results outside the boundaries of the programmers’ intents. That’s why everything is fucked.
About 50% /s
Fast forward 6 months and every user of After will only ever select “Vibes didn’t match” or the first option they can click the fastest.
And on that third day, he releases all the 3 games that they’ve been withholding. He will be risen, Gaben.
The Engineer has 12 PhDs, he’d develop a Dispensah to feed grapes.
Now the Soldier, on the other hand…
There are no ethical jobs under capitalism, not any that pay enough to live on.
Wine and cigarettes wouldn’t do that to a baby. I’m not exactly sure what would. Conceiving the child with Satan himself, perhaps? Or any billionaire human? To get those levels of evil.
Who is electing your government?
Not me or my three friends, or any of their three friends, or any person who isn’t worth at least 11 figures.
This is quickly becoming the norm in every industry. Every employer wants fewer employees to do more, without paying them more of course.
It’s both! His slaves create the system, then sell it to the government, who is bribed to ensure it gets used.
The rich are actively trying to be yote into space. All we’re saying is redirect their rockets to ensure they don’t come home again.
I would, at the least, desire to egg that MIT prof’s house. Language is about communication, and if everyone has their own rules there can be no communication. If you spell it Travis’ I’ll be asking you what a Travi is.