Oh, I reimagined my laptop tonight... maybe it was Youtube's last server?
massively bitter, CW: sexual assault, tech Show more
"Shut up and hack" --> sexual assault.
That is how it happens. That is the pathway. "Let code speak for itself" is a gross over-simplification that doesn't take into account safety at events, ability to find mentorship, opportunity for advancement, ability of a community to police itself.
I am trying to think of a project or department where no one has warned me away from a particular interest because of a particular person. I cannot.
k, a few of the hackerrank challenges done, resting the weak mind for a bit
gotta hit the store later, might have some time to try to finish one of the HRs I couldn't get through
christ my Perl is rusty
k, fuck everything for now
well, I wanted to find ways to make my own custom monogreenesque h.t style, this'll help :)
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup, that'd do it
webkit is setting it to a color that has full transparency, looks like
95% of why I say "interesting" is that now I can use a console and look at *why* it's happening :D
heh, this is amazing
something broke in terms of this browser's display now, and this is a different browser entirely from my mobile, where I was having the same issue (i.e., all non-expanded-toot text is the same color as the background AND the same color as highlighting -- which makes all the text invisible unless I expand each toot)
doing one of those "learn to code" websites to see how much my skills have oxidized, and the answer is: way too fuckin' much
nothing to do but start exercising those pathways again
w/e, I'll get where I need to
(--) US, personal, society, privilege, racism, long ~3000 chars Show more
I don't think I have told you this story. I do so now, as I remember it told to me, as I was too young to remember for myself.
When I was a kid in the mid-1970s, my father was a preacher. One of the places we were sent to live was a smallish city up the Hudson River a bit from New York City. This is where I became old enough for school, so one of the first things my parents did after moving in was set about enrolling me in kindergarten.
This particular school district was large enough to have two elementary schools in the city - one was about a half mile up the street we lived on, the other about five miles away as I remember it now. I suppose I could check. Call it five miles.
My parents did all the paperwork required to get me enrolled at the school just up the street and took it to the district office. There they met some resistance.
See, we lived next door to the church Dad was preaching at. It was a pretty common arrangement - I lived next door to one church or another for almost twenty years straight. This particular church was in one of the more economically depressed parts of the city.
Many of you have already sussed this story, but I continue.
The problem, my parents were told, with sending me to the school up the street from our house was that wasn't the school where most of the white kids went.
My parents did not see this as a problem and were perfectly happy to have me go to school with our neighbors.
They were then informed that I'd get a worse education at that school; while both schools were funded equally, parents of children at the other school were generally better off financially and donated a lot of things to that other school.
My parents were pretty sure that I'd be okay at the age of five with a sub-par education up the street.
Well, even the nurse's office isn't as well appointed, surely you want your son to be at the safest place possible. We have a bus that can pick him up and drop him off.
My parents ended up insisting I attend the school up the street. Dad took some of his fellow clergy folk on a tour of the two schools shortly thereafter (people get oddly scared of trying to stop groups of people in long flowing robes from going where they'd like, for future reference). I'd love to tell you that they made it all better, but c'mon. They did what they could that day and called bullshit on the institutionalized racism and hatred of that little city. They organized their congregations to get better supplies for the neighborhood school and they preached hellfire and guilt on they who were party to the fuckery. They attended PTA meetings and school board meetings and voted.
And then everyone went back to business as usual.
If you are a white person in the United States you have had an institutional-level advantage since the moment you were born. If you do not see it, you have not gone looking.
Everybody else knows.
If you're not fighting it you're reinforcing it.
Break this cycle. Every day. Stop it.
"but if I don't document the code, I can never be cut out of the development loop!" said the fool, as a bus rammed into them at top speed and caused a massive crisis for possibly several hundred thousand people or more
[YOU AREN'T GONNA LIVE FOREVER]
[DOCUMENT YOUR FUCKING SHIT]
the next time someone tells you "motives don't matter", do them a service
trick them repeatedly
teach them to fear humanity, as they should
anyway just keep it in mind if anybody offers you a "mind training" helmet any time soon, I guess
maybe their idea of what to train for ain't yours
"BrainNet: A Multi-Person Brain-to-Brain Interface for
Direct Collaboration Between Brains"
tl;dr: brain activity in two other people was used to 'recommend' next choices in a game, and the target brain even filtered when there was noise injected
my first thought and maybe yours: "a step towards cyberspace"
but an attempted brainwashing machine isn't a hard next step with this, IMO
it'd have to be the cult-style "it helps you think right" sales pitch, but yeah
I love how the early teen cracker groups of the 80s do for the meetup - you just crack into a random Bell telephone system and start a teleconference for free... 🤣
And because networked databases didn't exist, if you are lucky you would never be found out by neither the company nor the FBI 🤣
Only possible in the 80s...