* Say their names! You paint a criminal's face on buildings. You print a mass murder's face on shirts. SAY THE NAMES OF OUR FALLEN! Say the names of those YOU sacrificed for a petty political point. SAY THEIR NAMES!
* Biden's bungled bail-out may have abandoned many faithful, loyal, obedient, service dogs, locked in their cages, to slowly starve to death, prompting Dilbert creator, Scott Adams to write, "I loathe Biden." The Pentagon claims otherwise, but can we really trust them after all we've seen?
* Biden appears to have offered Afghan President Ghani (as in Afghani) a quid-pro-quo in their last phone conversation ... 'make me look good, and I'll make you look good' ... just before the bottom dropped out.
* ABEL ARCHER! (I was there! I had a dream!)
RINO!
Lindsay Graham has always been one of those flags that waves whichever way the wind blows ... or the camera is pointed.
Tucker slams Lindsay Graham
It had to be said, and now it's been said.
COOL!
Did you know that I'm a builder? I've always been a hand-worker. I built model cars and planes as a kid, and heavily customized them. I even won prizes in contests. I built ... or rather rebuilt ... bikes in my youth, even becoming a professional bike builder, like you'd find at a Big 5 or Dick's, working on rigs costing thousands of dollars. I recently finished a quick-n-dirty stand for my trike so I could more easily work on it. And I've done a LOT of work on it.
I built cabinets professionally. I worked as a mechanic at BYU, and still do my own brake jobs and oil changes when I can. I built all my own PCs. I've rebuilt all the laptops I've ever owned, adding RAM, drives, even rearranging the keyboards into my preferred Dvořák layout. I stuffed THREE 2TB drives (in RAID 0) and 32GB RAM into all three of my Asus ROG G750jw laptops, which I plan on turning into a high-availability/high-performance cluster.
I'm currently in the process of building my own NAS and media server, and I've been designing a new desk for my office that I'll build myself at our local 'maker' facility.
Suitcase Portable PC
And, so, of course, I've been plotting my next project.
This might just be it.
Abandoned!
There is just going to be real hell to pay over this whole Afghanistan thing.
Three-year-old boy still stranded in Afghanistan
Have we been sufficiently distracted from the election audits yet?
What! You didn't know that foul-up was deliberate? Now you do!
COVID no more!
Denmark is finally coming to its senses.
Denmark to scrap all COVID restrictions
When will Germany snap out of it?
More curious departures!
This time from ... the FDA?!
Whaaa?! There's been a lot of turnover there lately. Something's seriously rotten in the state of Denma... uh ... wait. Denmark is actually sane. WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE WORLD?
Two Senior FDA Officials Resign
And did you see WHY they're leaving? They're 'frustrated' that Biden is claiming those vaccines have approval that they have NOT, in fact, given.
Well, I guess that settles that debate, then. The 'vaccines' do NOT have FDA approval.
And notice the timing of their departures, too! Just ahead of the new tests, which are due out in December, and which are suspected by many to prove that there is no more COVID, but, rather, that the flu is what's running rampant among us.
What I'm listening to today:
I just love this song. And I'm not even remotely nautical. I'm a landlubber's landlubber. I hate the sea, especially the shore. But I love this song. I love the musicality of it, as well as the spirit it expresses of a visceral bond with one's homeland.
I feel something like that for the Pacific North West, and Intermountain West. That said, I'm also quite fond of the southwest, too. And that's odd for someone with my background: Born in Florida, raised in western New York, Maryland, and Germany.
Something about that movie, Cars, really touched me, too. When they were reminiscing about the highway coming through, I just couldn't help but be taken back to my family's first real roadtrip, driving from Ft. Mead, Maryland to Ft. Ord, California in a 1969 Chevy van. I drank in all the sights, and fell in love with my home.
I remember thinking even then what a wonderful place California was.
The Reach
The birches have just begun turning.
It's life and it's dying;
The lobstermen's boats come returning,
With the catch of the day in their holds,
And the young boy is cold and complaining.
The fog meets the beaches, and out on the Reach it is raining.
It's father and son,
It's the way it's been done since the old days.
It's hauling by hand ten miles out from the land where their chow waits.
And the days are all lonely and long, and the seas grow so stormy and strong but, ...
The Reach will sing welcome as homeward they hurry along.
(Chorus)
And the morning will blow away as the waves crash and fall.
And the Reach like a siren sings as she beckons and calls.
As the coastline recedes from view, and the seas swell and roll,
I will take from the Reach all that she has to teach to the depths of my soul.
The wind brings a chill. There's a frost on the sill in the morning.
It creeps through the door.
On the edge of the shore ice is forming.
Soon the northers will bluster and blow,
And the woods will be whitened with snowfall.
And the Reach will lie frozen for the lost and unchosen to roam.
Take heart, compatriots.
Q post 790 Feb 18 2018 20:41:03 (EST)
@SNOWDEN
WHERE ARE YOU?
NOT RUSSIA.
[EYES ON]
YOU ARE NOW A LIABILITY.
HELPING @JACK?
PROJECT DEEPDREAMv2[A]].
WE WILL NEVER FORGET.
ES FAILED.
WHERE IS ES?
JOHN PERRY BARLOW.
DEFINE THE END?
THE DAY OF RECKONING IS UPON US.
JOHN 3:16
Q
Q rarely shouts (all upper-case) like this.
ES is Eric Schmidt, who is no friend of mine. When I tell you that I had a front-row seat to a lot of what's been going on, this is what I mean. OH, right, you don't know, do you? I used to work for Novell after they bought WordPerfect, and saw both sabotaged from within, by Schmidt.
DeepDream is artificial intelligence software that allows super-computers to recognize people based on almost anything -- face, voice, gait, posture, typing speed/rythym, typos, ... anything at all -- with 99.999% accuracy. (Why do you think they make so many things, like gmail, free? They use all that stuff to study, and identify you!)
It's trick is that it amplifies the subtleties that human brains somehow use to distinguish otherwise identical things, kind of like how the mother of twins can always tell them apart.
See? I'll bet you'd've never guessed that I'd've known something like that, eh? The truth is that computer science hasn't really advanced that much in the past 50 years. Even things like neural networks were dreamt up in the 1960s, implemented in the 1970s, and running on commodity PCs in the 1980s! The only thing that's really changed is their speed and capacity (and price), basically the hardware. The software things we only 'dreamt' of 50 years ago, like AI, can now actually be achieved. Curiously, we take things like memory paging and virtual machines for granted now, but we swooned over them 20 years ago when they first started showing up on PCs. BUT ... all those things had been standard fare on mainframe computers 20 years before that, and in government labs 20 years before that!
Now, ready for a shock? Version2 allows computer recognition of everything -- pets, plants, bugs, cars, planes, parking lots, hotels, ... It's basically one step away from a real thinking machine. It can basically size up your character in a matter of minutes, and even predict your behavior in various situations, which means that it can predict the future, in a way.
Some of the people and ideas behind it came from a project which went live back in ... 1993? ... that could, given 4 or 5 data points, diagnose any ailment. (The AMA got that shut down hard and fast, but you can bet it remains accessible to the elite.)
I don't know what the [A] means, but it's the real question here. Why have an [A] unless there's a [B]? And just what and where is [B]? And are there more than just those?
I've been saying that, just as with Hydroxychloroquine and Ivermectin, we're on the cusp of learning of some world-changing things that have been holed up in government labs somewhere, or hidden right under our noses with misleading labels or applications. And some of those things, I herewith predict, will come from the realms of defense and computing.
After all, we've got enough satellites in orbit right now to turn every cell phone into a satellite phone, and the whole thing into a giant supercomputer that anticipates our questions, answering them before we even ask them.
I, for one, would love to have all the most ancient records available on my phone in audio-book format so I could just listen to them all day long, and then just recite my book to my phone, and have the orbital super-computer edit it all up into a captivating piece of work for others to listen to.
But, of course, that wasn't what Hydra had in mind. They have other plans for us.