A modern high-end BMW can have over a hundred separate ECUs (microcontrollers). All communicating over multiple CAN and FlexRay networks. The complexity is mind boggling, just so you can have subscription based seat heating and other nonsense.

No technician on Earth will be able to debug this black box spaghetti except the manufacturer. If you try to access/reprogram one of these chips (as you should be able as you OWN the damn thing), the microcontroller has OTP (one time programmable) memory that ensures the device can physically brick itself should you try.

What’s next, are you going to tell me gravity waves aren’t the same as gravitational waves?

That has some TST vibes.

The adults: I learned to live with it and now it became part of my identity

The kids: this sucks! everyone’s mean to me and the world makes no sense!

New road I vengence

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We should come up with edible dishes. Edible plates, edible glasses, edible cutlery etc.

I haven’t used those. But KDE Plasma is also similar, so I guess, yes.

Yeah, cinnamon has a windows-like taskbar, startmenu and icon tray.

What’s a vakker?

What does a pillow like that look like? Got a pic?

Remember having to use (a modified version of?) quincy for C. Trying to paste anything would put random characters into your file.

Still beats programming on paper.

In GN’s video the law firm mentioned there are 3-4 cases already and they are probably getting combined or go to the same judge. (IANAL; IDK the specifics)

Anecdote from my first job (software engineering): New manager wants to know what our team does and how our process and software works. Like, he really really wants to know it!

Okay, I book a timeslot and prepare some slides and an example; we have a meeting. I go over the high level stuff, getting more and more specific. (Each person on our team was responsible for end-to-end developing bootloaders for embedded HW.) When I got to the SW update process and what bit patterns the memory needs to have and how the packets of data are transmitted, he called off the meeting and I’ve never seen him since.

I guess, he didn’t want to know THAT much after all.

There is some bliss in having a universal personal pronoun w/o grammatical genders whatsoever (ő) in a languange (hungarian). Often you can even omit it altogether from a sentence.

But let’s not mention the many cases…