"Elephant Parts" is a music video/sketch compilation of Nesmith's that's worth finding.
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What is he talking about?
"We've got to protect our phoney baloney jobs!"
The technician thought, poked, checked, asked a colleague.
Finally he got out his phone, googled, and disconnected the batteries for about ten minutes. Then reconnected the batteries, and all was well.
I guess something needed to be put to death and reincarnated.
He laughed about it and told me how he fixed it. I laughed too and thanks him, but sometimes that's what you do, and you have to know enough to select the likely or possible out from the unlikely and implausible.
Life is too short. Or, to put it another way, life is too long.
The $THING_WE_FAILED_AT of all $PEOPLE_WE_FAILED and their information is always a top priority, and we take this responsibility very seriously.
But how would you manage death marches?
Amazon will probably sell fresh cooked meals from their fulfillment centers, delivered in their trucks.
"All restaurants are Amazon."
The Fukushima nuclear facility was built below that point.
> "It takes about three generations for people to forget. Those that experience the disaster themselves pass it to their children and their grandchildren, but then the memory fades," Fumihiko Imamura, a professor in disaster planning at Tohoku University, told the AP.
https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/century-old-warnin...
You can see that in ~about~ mid 20th century, when very high marginal tax rates of very high earnings reduced the incentive for owners and executives diverting profits from wages and into their own pockets, bonuses and spaceships.
Difference between a CEO's pay and his lowest or median employees wasn't times thousands. Now it is, thanks to free market slavery.
In those days, what we now euphemistically call "essential" jobs could actually support a family, a mortgage and sometimes college for the kids.
Now an essential job provides essential support to everyone except the wage slave. Me included, as I enjoy my free and same-day delivery book with my cheap WalMart oatmeal and cheese.
Politicians used to brag about those levels being full employment.
Nah. Notice that he just put up a blog.
If you walk into a business and start "speeching" to the customers and staff, and management doesn't like that, they can demand that you leave and don't come back.
And you can just walk off-property and speak. No loss of free speech at all.
Facebook isn't the government, they're a business, with zero obligations relative to free speech.
Alternatively, you might find an appropriate forum on Stack Exchange.
> People's natural mental sorting algorithm is most often insertion sort.
[embarrassed panic]
[trip down wikipedia lane]
No, it was bubble sort. Data and loop management for insertion sort wouldn't have been something I would have thought of back then.
After I graduated I worked at Boeing in a test group, and wrote control software for test rigs, mainly to test Fuel Quantity Indicating Systems on the 57 and 67, 47-400, and 77.
That was in Les Carpenter's group, and they still had some test rigs lying around built with relays mounted on wooden boards.
We had to fill out lots of forms that documented what we called "analysis," and we'd often have to change them based on some factor changing. One change could cascade through the whole form.
Paper forms. Green see-through plastic letter guides. Whiteout. Lots of whiteout.
We had access to a department mini computer, don't remember what it was. The language might have been Basic-like, but I didn't know enough to recognize it as such.
I figured out how to write and run programs, someone showed me how to print, and I wrote a program that would accept values for all a form's fundamental values, and cascade those through calculations for the dependent values, and print out the filled in form. You could save it, update a new value, re-cascade, and print it out again. No more whiteout.
Part of the calculation involved sorting. I didn't know anything about sorting, so I implemented what I later learned was bubble sort. Because that's obviously how you'd do that.
The system administer noticed more load when people ran my program. He found me, and told me not to do that again.
I learned that there was a thing called a system administrator. He might have given me a better canned sort, don't remember.
I eventually thought it would be a good idea to quit and go to school, so I did.
(I took a number theory class, but had to drop it. I don't have the math nature.)