Here’s something that you can’t buy outside of Italy: mozzarella. I tasted proper mozzarella in Tuscany and it’s nothing like the shit labeled mozzarella sold in supermarkets around the world, and for a good reason: real mozzarella has a shelf life shorter than Trump’s attention span.
If a tech monopoly requires you to do things that make you uncomfortable, don’t. It’s that simple.
People’s attention span is very short these days. The “x-minute read” is a courtesy to those who fear they might get trapped in an arduous and impossible-to-complete 2-digit-minute read.
Billionnaires are hoarders. They don’t need the shit they hoard but they can’t help themselves trying to get more shit.
The problem is, billionnaires hoard money at everybody else’s expense.
And then there’s the ludicrously massive breasts…
Well, look at the bright side: at least this one can’t get a puncture.
This robot seems good enough to fool the CHP.
The stereotype runs even deeper than that: she looks and talks dumb like a jocular blonde.
Perhaps it’s on purpose, to make everybody forget the simulacrum just isn’t very good.
My father in law was a proctologist - and also a man I didn’t really enjoy spending any time with. One day during one of those strained compulsory family dinners - not sure which, maybe Thanksgiving - he turned to me and said with this false jovial air:
“Hey, you’re a computer guy. I have this problem with my Windows laptop. Could you take a look?” and proceeded to unpack his laptop, which he had brought along, clearly to have me fix it.
So I got up, started undoing my fly and said “Sure! Hey, I have piles. Could you take a look?”
He got up and left without a word, and never came back. His wife kept visiting though, thankfully. She was lovely. But I got rid of him for good that day. But I did have to face the music with my wife 🙂
If they don’t look at my data, they don’t even have to encrypt it.
If they don’t try to look at my data, they don’t need to wonder whether they should ask my permission.
I don’t want Apple or anybody else looking at my data, for any reason, is my point.
It’s not data harvesting if it works as claimed. The data is sent encrypted and not decrypted by the remote system performing the analysis.
What if I don’t want Apple looking at my photos in any way, shape or form?’
I don’t want Apple exflitrating my photos.
I don’t want Apple planting their robotic minion on my device to process my photos.
I don’t want my OS doing stuff I didn’t tell it to do. Apple has no business analyzing any of my data.
Knowing you have another half century left
I hate to break it to you, but that’s unlikely.
When you’re 50 in the US, you have a little less than 30 springs left on average. a few more if you live in a country with a functional healthcare system.
Think about it: when you turn 50, you’ll only get to say “summer is coming” 30 times. Merry Chrismas or Happy New Year to your family 30 times. Or “I’ll do it next year” 30 times. And when you’re 50, you know 30 years pass quickly.
And that’s if the big C or COVID or something equally stupid doesn’t get you first.
To the OP: enjoy your youth while you can. It’ll be over before you know it. Trust me on this one.
I match your desired timeline and I’d take yours any day.
When you get to 50, you’ll understand.
Thanks for the offer! But actually I didn’t model that part for me but for others who need a model of a finished lens. I already have real lenses myself.
The thing is, I shared the design of my glasses for others who might want to print themselves the same glasses too, and there seems to be enough interest that some folks printed them and went to their opticians with it, only to be turned away because the frames are unusual - or they didn’t want to risk having lenses made using the lens template only to find out that the lenses are unusable in the final frames - and they didn’t want to risk filing a notch in the lenses either, which is something that’s not usually done to fit lenses to frames.
And I can understand the opticians too: if they agree to order lenses and they don’t fit the frame, the loss is on them and they don’t need the aggravation.
I wanted to provide a model of a lens that those folks could print out of PLA to convince the opticians that it’s not sketchy or far-fetched. If this parts needs a resin machine - which, I agree with you, it absolutely looks like it does if you really want a quality part - then it sort of defeats the point of self-sufficiency of my little project.
Look at the plus side: at least you know what kangaroo testicles taste like.