if you ever code something that "feels like a hack but it works," just remember that a CPU is literally a rock that we tricked into thinking
Sumus semper in excretum, sed alta variat
Humans are sex organs for the machine world
kqr 8 hours ago [-]
Similarly, Excusez-moi; parlez-vous Anglais? is how you get a French person to speak English.
eps 7 hours ago [-]
The full handshake sequence is usually longer that this.
They will first reply with "Non", often coupled with a wounded look.
Then you have to start speaking in a very broken French, ideally with a monstrous accent (though this comes naturally).
And only then they will suddenly re-discover their long forgotten English skills, which will turn out to be quite decent.
— some guys at HN
there's only 12 notes, and millions of hours of music are produced every year
something to spice up your typography: instead of using "The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog" as a test sentence, use "The brown fox quickly jumped on the zombies."
This result is folklore, which is a technical term for a method of publication in category theory. It means that someone sketched it on the back of an envelope, mimeographed it (whatever that means) and showed it to three people in a seminar in Chicago in 1973, except that the only evidence that we have of these events is a comment that was overheard in another seminar at Columbia in 1976. Nevertheless, if some younger person is so presumptuous as to write out a proper proof and attempt to publish it, they will get shot down in flames.
— Paul Taylor
Despite what history books teach, revolutions don't start with a bang, they start with a few frogs asking each other if the pool feels warm.
When the technique is primitive, everything is beautiful, and when the technique is perfected, almost everything is ugly.
— Jean Renoir
Láska je největší komplikací života, a kdo si život nekomplikuje, není šťasten ani hodinu.
— Archibald Joseph Cronin
Language is technology. Until you can name [something], you can’t get at it.
— Mark Firsher
I don't want to attempt a revolution. I just want to live.
Nechápu tu drzost, že zrovna lidé, kteří mají tendenci říkat lidem s kým spát, koho si vzít, co nosit na sebe, ve kterého boha věřit, kde si udělat tetování, kde se pohybovat s dready na hlavě, které substance užívat a jaká barva pleti má převažovat v naší společnosti, zrovna mě, člověka, co tohle řešit programově nechce, nazývají sociálním inženýrem.
I always found it revolting that the Christian God told humans not to eat from the tree of knowledge. Fuck that. What a bullshit premise to deal with the world.
— Johannes Grenzfurthner
Computer Memory: 640K Ought to be Enough for Anyone
Lepší než vysedávat v knihovně je spávat se sečtělou ženou.
— Gaius Asinius Pollio
If you torture data long enough, it will confess to anything you'd like.
Je jedno, kolik v budově máte zásuvek, vždy jich je nedostatek.
— Ondřej Koch
from youtube comments (on some Italo disco song):
A: I can only wonder what life in '80s Italy was like, but music like this gives me all sorts of ideas.
B: Bombs tearing train stations apart and killing hundreds, hyperinflation, Red Brigades commandos, political instability, corruption... music was the only good aspect of life here in Italy during the 80's.
Designing human-computer experience isn’t about building a better desktop. It’s about creating imaginary worlds that have a special relationship to reality—worlds in which we can extend, amplify, and enrich our own capacities to think, feel, and act.
— Brenda Laurel, Computers as Theatre
Obchod s obilím, právě tak jako láska, nezná hranic. Řeč čočky je mezinárodní. Války přicházejí a války přestávají, ale slepičí zob roste pořád.
— Patrick Ryan: Jak jsem vyhrál válku
Digital data lasts forever, or five years, whichever comes first.
— Jeff Rothenberg
I'm sick of new wheels. I'm sick of progress. I'm sick of advertisements, scripts, pretty fonts, pop ups, pagination, and columns of useless distraction. I'm sick of commentary by ignorant intolerant insensitive paranoid outraged strangers. I'm sick of trying to read a news article and being assaulted by the equivalent of five kinds of media warring for my attention. I'm sick of likes. I'm sick of sharing. I'm sick of people who have seemingly made it their purpose in life to annoy me. I'm sick of technology.
Nic nemůže zastavit myšlenku, pro níž nastal čas
— Victor Hugo
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