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Rusty ships are avoided, some of the iron is molecularly bonded to other metals and minerals, and rust from ships will sink immediately, and isn't really very bio available anyway. Rust flakes and particles are kinda difficult (and large) for crustaceans to rend and digest.
Irony whale poop has buoyancy, and the iron is bio available.
There are probably other clever ways to skeeve the other four, and I cannot say for certain if some digits of those other four are situationally impossible. Certainly some combinations likely are, like 0911, and 0000.
I was at my parents,and wanted to sketch out something for my dad. So I grabbed my mom's win10 laptop, went to the blender download location, downloaded, double clicked, got a popup about updates. Whatever, not my computer, not my problem. double click again. Again with the popup. Read it carefully this time. WTF? I NEED to update their store to install a third party package?
Not my computer, not my mandate.
It looked like I could install the stores' version, but of course, its not up to date. Then some more bullshit about updating.
I shut it down and went for paper and pencil.
Yeah. I know. You don't want to SUDO this or SUDO that. But I want a operating system that does what I tell it to do.
Likewise, they might be cagey enough to learn the backend of their backend business, and come out of it with video editing skills and whatnot, possibly segueing into an advanced education in media.
And they would have tools as multipliers for their natures, just as we use tools to extend ours.
Our wonderful inventions might be another species child's play. Our herculean efforts to reach the stars might be a triviality to a species that can synthesize novel compounds in their bodies, and/or those of their stock animals. We're just at the early stages of doing that with algae, after a very long climb from first making fire.
Just as I could train and arrange to walk to Mexico, they might be able to self modify and reach the stars. No spaceship needed.
Our great ideas and dreams might be trite to bigger minds out in the galaxies. They could have easily skipped over what we struggle with.
The rear side panels are hinged on top, so they can be raised to the sun while the tuk is stationary. As well, in the back, on the roof is clearly another panel.
You can see the lack of translucency at about 0:07, and his hand on the rear frame at 1:14. Actually you can see it a bit better at 0:04.
Further, its entirely possible that he has an extra vehicular set of panels at home base. He probably parks it with the doors open, facing the rising sun, catching some charge before the horizontal panels become directly illuminated.
Earlier, you mentioned that beaks can't make spaceships. Well, maybe neither can hands. What we call a spaceship might be laughable nonviable. In fact, we know it is.
We're struggling at limits that some other lifeform might not have. We're hill climbing for tools that will let us do things we really want to do. Quite likely a lot of our progress is orthogonal or even oppositional to what we need to do to get off the planet.
We have no idea if some of our progress might be backsliding or entirely halting our future progress. Due to our natures. Due to our beaks.
>The buffalo jump was used for 5,500 years by the indigenous peoples of the plains to kill buffalo by driving them off the 11 metre (36 foot) high cliff.
Further...
>The cliff itself is about 300 metres (1000 feet) long, and at its highest point drops 10 metres (33 ft) into the valley below. The site was in use at least 6,000 years ago, and the bone deposits are 12 metres (39 feet) deep.
Big damn herds, for a damn long time.
Blech. Do you remember when games like Leisure Suit Larry went from text input to "click the right pixel"? All sorts of exploration and hilarity was lost.
You can see all the options because there aren't as many.
People who trumpet a unified Linux experience expect the river to somehow flow backwards.
I'm sure that was an allusion by Prachett: you're not supposed to think like Vimes. His books always have layers of meaning.
That being said, I buy 200 dollar boots.
No doubt, right? I want to watch a Canadian artist sing a song about Canada, at a Canadian event, and get told "Not available in your country."
That sounds like a old fashioned ways in front of a problem, and in front of a solution.
There are multiple automated(or even just "hand" sorting) solutions that could chew through the duplicates.
I'm not alone in my desire to have things my way, and to meddle with everything. Every time someone rolls out a new distro, a new package manager, or just a new DE, Its because someone wasn't satisfied with following someone else's lead.
All of us, you, me, the author of that article, Linus, and Stallman, have one unifying trait: "Not satisfied with the menu".
Collectively, Linux is never going to be satisfied with any menu.
The linux community exists as a perpetual diaspora. It was born from people wandering away from fiat design. The vast disjointed ecosystem happened because of this adventuresome spirit, and its delusion to think that any sort of 'one size should fit all' paradigm is going to quell that.
Or that it could be enforced.
"The 1FUI will require the backing of a major vendor as champion and enforcer to succeed."
I don't know what that author thinks, fifteen years later. I'd tell him that "Fewer options is never a solution to people who went looking for more options".
The Linux community has spent 27 years persistently solving a problem: Not enough options. 'One Frickin User Interface' is like trying to make a river flow uphill.
I was using Conky for a todo list on my second monitor, then I added another more specific todo list called "weekdo", one for notes(like how to spell certain words that consistently stymie me). After growing to four lists, each a Conky instance, I wrote a more specific purpose displayer. That was worse on resources, but a rewrite incorporating all the lists into one process was an improvement, even on Conky.
But this is about Conky. Conky pretties up your desktop, displays useful information, and inspires you to take more control of your desktop. Long live Conky.
Likewise, I lacked object permanence. When my mother left the room, she ceased to exist; I did not think about her or imagine her being somewhere else.
There was no sense of time, no before or after that I can tell.I was just living in the moment.
Ironically I know now what time it was, my rough age, and even the season, because of the specifics of where my room was. It was afternoon nap time. The sunlight was streaming in my window, which happened only in fall/winter, as there was a summertime screen of trees. We later reoriented our house, so that lets me establish my age too. I was just turned two, and late to talk.
There must have been some sense of self by then, but I think that starts earlier, developing from kicking your legs and swinging your arms, and eventually realizing that you are a causation.
Talking about this memory damages it, because language and symbolism overlays the experience into an approximation. But it is very different from my other memories.
I think I held onto that memory because I had a later event that echoed it. Soon after we moved to another town, and there a whole bunch of people got the flu. People had not forgotten the Spanish Flu by the early 70s, and there was worries about another one. So they quarantined the hospital,put me in an oxygen tent, and I got to enjoy another timeless experience.
By that time I could think, though I didn't talk. During admittance, my mom was holding me while talking to a nurse, and I saw a person in an oxygen tent get pushed down a hallfway. I pointed and asked, "Can I be in one of those?" Years later when I related this to my mother, she laughed and said, "No you didn't, you were too young to talk like that."
I wasn't yet old enough to be told "you'll be here for a few days at least", or "mommy can't visit you(and she was pregnant)". The O2 tent was comprised of a yellowish, rubbery vinyl, and I remember touching it, and that it was a new experience for me. Couldn't really see anything through it, except diffuse sunlight. So I lay there facing the wall mostly, too sick to move, and spent a week with no internal narrative. I don't remember feeling lonely, scared, or bored. I remember a nurse checking on me(and probably changing my diaper), but not being awake at night.
They skipped over a lot of good farm land, and ended up in Northern Alberta for no discernible reason other than they knew how to deal with it. The problems made sense to their skill sets, and they did very well.
As the other person said, familial support is darned important, which is why my family went to Kansas in the first place. They had relatives there. It was recent enough that my grandmother has gone there to visit her cousins over the years.
I imagine that successful hunter-gatherer groups colonised over the next hill, or a days walk or two down the river. Probably someone could model that to narrow down prospective digs. I know that the land between the confluence of two rivers was a common place for groups to meet up.
I guess my family also provides a modern example of far colonising. The way they bridged the Atlantic was by sending a few young men ahead to scout out new potential homelands. I suspect that they used this as a sort of social control, and to add a useful function to the young men who were disruptive agents in their society.
In a hunter-gather society, this tactic would be better than straight banishment or death. "Climb that mountain pass and see if there is good land on the other side. Prove the land by staying over summer, and come back in the fall with skins and dried berries".
For bills and coins, I count by object, not denomination. Then multiply total by denomination.
For counting large numbers of bills, I like creating stacks of 20. Then I count the number of stacks. After that I make stacks of 100 bills, and wrap them. In this way, I am never 75 bills deep, lose count and have to restart.
I know I have to count each stack of twenty twice, and ideally not three times, so I count 21 bills out, then if its 21 the second time, I take one off.
For piles of coins(and socks, et al), remove the most common/visible/largest type. For example, I would remove $1 coins into their own pile/bag, not bothering to count yet. Then as they become less obvious, I switch to $2 coins, then $0.25, then $0.05(since they are larger than $0.10 coins).
I had an electronic coin counter, but away from the office, that's how I sorted coins. If I wanted to count on site, it was a lot easier to count homogeneous bags. I could also weigh for a rough estimate.
Follow his activities(news about law suits are followed by FSF and GNU anyway) and contact litigators to inform them that he does not represent any open source contributions for these groups.
Then he has no leg to stand (and sue) on.
That was one of the purposes of early universal healthcare in Europe and Canada at the end of WWII. To subsidise it even more. After the war, Europe needed babies.
My farmer grandparents had one child during WWII, in 1944, then another in 1947. After this point, maternal and infant healthcare became subsidised, and my grandparents went on to have ten more children. Their prosperity over the next thirty years was eased by this, and the extension to all citizens helped even more.
This enhanced the boom generation effect in my country, and small towns really started growing.
My family did much much better than equivalent farmers in the USA(we have cousins there), and everyone ended up as productive members of society. Instead of paying for healthcare insurance, they sent their kids to university.
People eating, getting educated, driving on the roads, taking vacation, all grow an economy. Non-working citizens, ie children and students, have economic value. Always have, always will.
Increasing native birthrates will drop the need for immigration, and the attendant terrors thereof, which will please a lot of people.
The early Australians were written off as useless, non contributing members of British society, and were consigned to transportation to the Antipodes. But instead of being lazy ne'er do well types, they rose above their reputations to craft a shining egalitarian society.
Good and productive people will come from big, poor families.
"start building a series of massive computer facilities around the world"
The AI can be quick as a wink designing these things, but the supply chains for huge buildings takes a lot of time. Acquiring talent, training operators, construction crews, as well as location scouting, surveying, zone approval, geological testing, and various other tasks takes years. Sometimes a decade or more. And sometimes it all falls apart and you have to start somewhere new, because locals don't want you there. Politicians can be fickle bastards.
Construction is a lot of people shaking hands and discussing things, phone calls, walking back and forth for supplies, waiting on permits, advice, et cetera, and you cannot AI that to be faster. The plans always have to be modified because reality intrudes, and buildings where the architect does not visit are poor ones. Worse, when the architect has no practical experience.
Simple example in point: I was in a beautiful house where a hallway was juuust a bit too narrow. You could get a normal sized dresser and armoire down the hall, but couldn't quite turn objects of that size enough to get through two of the bedroom doors. A bed springbox was iffy. The builder quickly realized this(and made a quip about the owners buying IKEA flatpack furniture), but everything looked fine on the plans. Because of the rest of the layout, especially where municipal services entered the (already poured) foundation, the house could not be modified. A hand's width would have made all the difference.
Worse, when the architect does not have a human body.
Every building on earth has quirks like this. They have to be solved in-situ.
Creating the plans is a tiny portion of the task, and not much of a time saving.