Name: Anonymous 2020-02-18 17:33
I'm so sad right now.
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what you're made ofhttps://www.stallman.org/archives/2020-jan-apr.html#29_March_2020_(Covid-19,_increased_repression,_and_surveillance)
*We can't let the coronavirus lead to a 9/11-style erosion of civil liberties.*
It's not just increases in state repression and surveillance that threaten us. Pressure to surrender to nonfree software and its constant companion, surveillance, are a threat too — whether it is for work, for school, for purchasing, for leisure, for chatting, for political organizing, for whatever, it is unjust.
In resisting this, it helps to draw a clear line and refuse ever to cross it. If you say, "I don't like the idea of using Zoom/WhatsApp/Amazon/Google for this," people will argue back, "If you can do it for that, why refuse to do it for this?" By contrast, if you say, "I'd like to join you in this, but I do not use Zoom/WhatsApp/Amazon/Google — it is an injustice," people will find it hard to argue with your stance.
That doesn't mean you will always convince people to adopt your views. They may say, "We're going to use Zoom/WhatsApp/Amazon/Google; if you want to participate, that is the only way." How you respond to that will show what you're made of.
Tattoo Recognition Research Threatens Free Speech and Privacy.
Here are some ways these computerized systems could be used, and why that could be harmful.
Face recognition technology is dangerous in many of the same ways. What's more, many of us have no tattoos, or none that would generally be visible, but everyone has a face.
The FBI wants a program to recognize tattoo images, and plans to infer people's beliefs and associations from their tattoos. Even when a human being looks at the tattoo, the inference of associations is unreliable. This unreliable basis is used today in the US for punishing people.
commiesAnyone immediately jumping to the "commies" strawman is asking to be dismissed out of hand, in the same way as if someone called Amazon fascists just because their warehouse workers have to wear diapers to work because they're not allowed bathroom breaks.
windowsA gaming OS for children fits the tone of your post perfectly, so no surprises there.
near-completely eradicate computer virusesI see a career as a stand-up comedian in your future.
Linux has no video games because no ABI and multimedia ecosystem broken by design
My Childhood Sweetheart
2010-08-17
I met Melynda Reid in 1995, and it was love at first sight.
We met at a conference about computers and ethics at the Brookings Institution which had invited both of us to speak. I did not know of her before I met her there, but she was prepared in advance to dislike me. As always, I asked the conference to pay my air fare. Melynda had also asked for her air fare, but the conference only had funds for one speaker's travel, so accepting my request meant refusing hers. She blamed me for not getting her travel funded.
She changed her mind when she met me. She heard my footsteps approaching in the corridor and found them intriguing. (I have a vague memory that I ran down the corridor in 7/8 time.) Thus, when I entered the hall, she looked at me with interest. I saw her looking at me, so I assumed we had met before and struggled uselessly to recall where.
During the conference lunch I sat next to her and introduced myself. That is when we started to fall in love. After that day's session was done, I invited her to have dinner with me. We talked at length, and then I walked her to her hotel.
We did not become lovers. I didn't fancy her, and she didn't want sex outside marriage. We were fascinated with each other without sex. So I thought of her as my childhood sweetheart, the idea being you're never too old to have one.
I didn't see her presentation at this event — I think it was early in the morning. But she told me about a silent performance she had done, in a courtroom, while a businessman was testifying in favor of destroying a wilderness area that she had campaigned to save. She took off her dress, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room, revealing another dress with pictures of endangered animals sewn on. She ostentatiously pointed them out, one by one. Then she took off this dress, revealing yet another dress which had pictures of extinct animals. She pointed them out, one by one. Whatever the developer said, nobody listened. She called this her "strip moll act".
I visited Melynda at home in Florida a number of times in the following year or two. She lived in the woods west of Tallahassee, and we had to watch out for rattlesnakes while walking outside and make noise so they would know we were coming. Next to the house she had an aviary filled with 50 finches and doves. She had named each one, and knew who its parents were.
She wrote stories with powerful emotion about the suffering she had seen in the community around her. She made drawings of the endangered plants and their flowers (and others as well) in the finest of fine lines. She drew dance students at the universities in Tallahassee to show them how their postures might lead to injury. She had a theatrical sense of dress; once she put on a hat with a thin and flexible feather, wearing it backwards so that the feather pointed forward and oscillated strangely as it was thrust through the air.
When we both went to another conference in Oregon, I made sure to see her presentation. She stood up on the table and began to declaim. It was rivetting.
Not long after that, Melynda became suicidally depressed and was hospitalized. I spoke with her every day, usually for an hour, trying to reassure her that she would get better, and that it was important for her to live because of how wonderful she was and how much people loved her. This did not have much effect; the depression was too strong, except when it shifted to mania.
The hope I spoke of was real, since there were many drugs that could be tried. During the following year, they were tried, but none of them brought her back to her old self. She remained depressed and suicidal. Her husband had to travel to work, and did not know what would happen to her while he was away.
At one point, she seemed to be better, and I invited her to a MacArthur fellows' reunion. (Each fellow could bring one guest.) I knew she would be delighted by the chance to meet the other fellows, and they would surely be fascinated by her. However, after two days she broke down into despair again. They got her a flight home right away. I went there the next day and visited for a few days. I think that was the last time I ever saw Melynda.
A few months later, a beautiful and clever but rather too forceful woman asked me to be her lover. I had some doubts but wouldn't reject the idea out of hand. So she spent the night with me. The next morning, Melynda phoned me and I began to reassure her. My would-be lover grabbed the phone from me and told Melynda to stop bitching and get a grip. I was aghast at the harshness of this, and that she had not troubled to learn the nature of the situation before intervening. She asked me, somewhat jealously, what I was doing with Melynda, and I told her that I was keeping Melynda alive. After a little more discussion, she left, and that was the end of that. Then I called Melynda to reassure her again as usual.
But this experience made me realize that I had exhausted my reserves in a year of listening to Melynda's depression every day. The drug options had been tried, and had failed, so I could not longer say that I expected her to be well again and be able to do work again. I could not fake it. The year had drained me, and I could not bear up to her depression any more. I had to stop the daily calls.
After that, we only spoke at rare intervals. Melynda got well enough to live at home again, but she was never able to resume productive activities. They stopped the birds from breeding, and after a few years very few were left. (It was just as well — the birds had become rather inbred.) Then they moved to Tallahassee where it was easier to take care of her, although it was not the place she loved.
Melynda died on July 8, 2010, of natural causes.
If your business model is "thou shalt not cp; I shall cp on my end and charge the sheep for every copy"
Linux is much harder to use
as a user exploitation platform, such as if you want to sell copies of the same binaries instead of the users cp'ing them.and made yourself look ridiculous or anything.
Forward Reasoning and Dependency-Directed Backtracking in a System for Computer-Aided Circuit analysis
by Richard M. Stallman and Gerald J. Sussman
We present a rule-based system for computer-aided circuit analysis. The set of rules, called EL, is written in a rule language called ARS. Rules are implemented by ARS as pattern-directed invocation demons monitoring an associative data base. Deductions are performed in an antecedent manner, giving EL's analysis a catch-as-catch-can flavour suggestive of the behavior of expert circuit analyzers. We call this style of circuit analysis propagation of constraints. The system threads deduced facts with justifications which mention the antecedent facts and the rule used. These justifications may be examined by the user to gain insight into the operation of the set of rules as they apply to a problem. The same justifications are used by the system to determine the currently active data-base context for reasoning in hypothetical situations. They are also used by the system in the analysis of failures to reduce the search space. This leads to effective control of combinatorial search which we call dependency-directed backtracking.
Array.from (document.getElementsByClassName ("trip")).forEach (e => { e.parentNode.parentNode.children [1].innerHTML = "I am a child seeking attention."; }) Manage my dubs
Dump interesting things about Management Engine even if hidden
static void print_usage(const char *name)
{
printf("usage: %s [-vh?smdb]\n", name);
printf("\n"
" -v | --version: print the version\n"
" -h | --help: print this help\n\n"
" -d | --debug: enable debug output\n"
" -m | --me dump all me information on console\n"
" -b | --bootguard dump bootguard state of the platform\n"
"\n");
exit(1);
} 14 days without eating would not kill mehttps://www.stallman.org/archives/2020-mar-jun.html#4_April_2020_(Quarantine_tracking)
People who enter Taiwan are subject to a strict quarantine, tracked by their Stalin's Dream devices (portable phones). If the device ever does not respond (such as, out of power), enforcers go after you immediately.
The strict quarantine may be necessary, but the specific method of enforcement is intolerable. I wonder what they would say to a person who has no Stalin's Dream device and refuses to have one.
The tracking of my movements would not matter if I were forbidden to leave the apartment. It would only show I did not leave. But it is also a listening device, and I would protect myself from that one way or another.
What worries me most is how I would get food. I buy things only anonymously. I do not give my name or address and I pay only cash. Under those quarantine rules, I might not be able to buy any food.
14 days without eating would not kill me, but it would be extremely unpleasant — enough to convince me to do as Paul Huang did, and stay away.
For me personally, that is all theoretical. Travel for speaking is not feasible if entering a country requires a 14-day quarantine, regardless of the details of how it is enforced. But the issues of freedom posed by the enforcement affect everyone, not just me.
but being locked in your own home doesn't mean you can't drink since there's tap water.https://www.stallman.org/archives/2020-mar-jun.html#12_April_2020_(Urgent:_End_water_shutoffs)
US citizens: call on American officials at various levels to end water shutoffs and restore water service to everyone.
If you sign, please spread the word!https://actionnetwork.org/petitions/sign-now-stop-water-shutoffs-during-covid-19-pandemic-and-restore-water-access-immediately?nowrapper=true
Still shilling for Russia and China?He is still against those of Russia and China's policies that the authoritarians drool over, like the "social credit" obedience score for sheep and barring incovenient candidates from elections, and still for those policies that make the corporations' proxies rage, like a social safety net and a national healthcare system that is not in the pocket of private insurers who gouge patients.