If infinity can't join the party, nobody can. Put some cream on those zits, wear black to masque all that puppy fat, and go do a cannonball. The other kids won't laugh at you ....................... at least not as much as we do
To Chuck and the garbage written below me: Why do people think people are after them or that the Government is always 'spying' on them? And what the hell are you doing to make you scared they will catch you?
9 fascinating facts ........ 1. They know where you are.
If you have a cell phone, and a lot of people do, the phone company knows where you are. It has to. Otherwise it couldn't get any phone calls to you. Your cell phone reports its position fairly often to the cell towers in its area, and the phone company keeps that information around.
2. Cars have black boxes, too.
Get in an accident, tell the state trooper that you were going 35 mph in a 40-mph zone, and he or she may tap into the black box in your car to see if you're lying. Many cars have them, and more will soon. These little devices record a host of facts about your driving: for example, how fast you were going and when you slammed on the brakes -- and recovering the data doesn't even require a search warrant.
3. Bits don't go away.
Remember that tasteless text message you sent last month? The phone company remembers it, too. After all, text messages are "just bits"; they don't take much space to store, so why not keep them forever, since you never know when someone will ask for them.
4. Your cell phone could be listening to you.
Your cell phone is a little radio station, capable of broadcasting and receiving, complete with a small computer that controls its functions. These computers can be programmed remotely -- no need to bring your cell phone into the store -- so that your phone will function as a roving bug, whether it is turned on or off. A court ruling in 2006, in a case where the FBI did just that, concluded that the process was legal.
5. Be careful when you throw out your old computer.
Did you remember to erase your whole disk before you tossed the old computer -- get rid of the password to your bank account, all the old taxes and a bunch of other things you had wanted to delete? Unless you really knew what you were doing, the information is still there, easily recovered. Even formatting the disk doesn't really erase anything. You have to use a special piece of software. There are plenty available. Or -- if you were really concerned and aren't giving the computer to someone who needs the drive -- take it out and whack it with a hammer. If you use your cell phone to read e-mail, same story -- deleting e-mail doesn't really get rid of it, so be careful who gets your old phone.
6. What's your iPod worth?
Most of the value is in the music you've got on it. If you ripped all your old CDs it might not have cost you anything. If you bought 4,000 songs from iTunes at .99 cents each -- then you've got a $3,960 iPod.
7. "On the Internet, nobody knows you're a dog" -- WRONG!
That was the caption to a cartoon by Peter Steiner that appeared in The New Yorker magazine in 1993, reflecting the sense that the Internet provided the ultimate in anonymity. That was then, this is now. eCommerce, free e-mail accounts, everything that happened in the intervening 15 years has turned that on its ear. Now there's no place to hide. Everything you look at, everything you search for, every location you reference in Google Maps, every e-mail you send through Yahoo, Hotmail and Gmail is tracked, stored and identified. We know you're not a dog.
8. Buy a song on iTunes and it isn't really yours.
Buying a tune from iTunes doesn't make it yours. You can't sell it to someone else or listen to it with some player that didn't get authorization from Apple. Imagine if you could only play CDs on players from the company that made the CD! Welcome to the complicated world of digital rights management, and the Digital Millennium Copyright Act. It's not like the old days. You can't give your digital tunes to a friend the way you could give your CD. Bits changed everything.
9. Be Safe -- in simple ways.
The world of the Web is far more threatening now that it was 10 years ago when people surfed anonymously for general information. Now it is the primary way many of us get to our bank accounts, shop for goods and services, communicate with our boss, our family, our friends and more. That change brought enormous benefits and a host of concurrent risks. All it takes now is a couple of numbers and your universe is unlocked. No one needs to go to your bank, stop at the broker's office, sort through you mail box or even go to the store and risk getting caught. So we offer a couple of suggestions:
A.) Beware of anything that ever comes in an e-mail that asks for you to enter your password for something. This is "phishing," a cute pun for the act of trying to trick you into giving up the keys. Just don't do it. If you get something that says "your e-mail account will be canceled if you don't click here" just ignore it, and then go to the e-mail site itself. It's almost certainly a fraud.
B.) If you are entering anything that you wouldn't want thieves to know -- your credit-card number and your Social Security number are good examples -??? make sure that the top line of the browser says HTTPS:// not HTTP:// The "S" stands for "Secure" and means that what you send is encrypted and can't be read by nefarious types. Otherwise, the whole world can see what you send.
Chuck, the way to throw the internet monitoring off track is to surf, google, youtube, etc, a broad range of things, knitting, cooking, fishing, flying, nanotube application, wart removal, midget porn, space travel, armpit odor problems, cavemen, ocean water depth chart, toilet flow comparisons, engine trouble shooting, song bird classification, light pollution control, people searches, ozone action days, explosive supplies, relationship advice, step by step condom use, lawn care, satellite tracker, marijuana growing, left wing sites, right wing sites, etc.
Turn your phone off when you commit your horrendous crime, or have it take a cab ride while you do your dirty deed, or simply leave it at home. There are ways to use all this "monitoring" to your advantage too.
Infinity, we know where you live. Social Services will be over shortly if you don't behave. Now put your binky back in or go suck on mommy's tit. (You should have stopped that by the way when you were able to ask for it.)
Miter suggests everyone who is fed up ith the moron Infinity/Moderator/Tyranus/Dirtbag spiking posts should go to CONTACT and tell Glumbert to get rid of the facility. Good plan! Do it now! In the meantime, the aforementioned fuckpig is not only that, but also a creeping, moronic bastard whos liver I would happily rip out and feed to a baboon while he watched.
Ya know... the fact it takes me 5-10 minutes to create something you're gonna have to spend 10 times as long deleting is really quite funny to think about!
See "Largest Model of the Universe" thread for more Infinity insults! He's gonna get it all over Glumbert! That way he'll be immortal, and he ain't gonna know where I strike next.
John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business. He had several hundred
young layers (hens), called 'pullets', and ten roosters, whose job it was
to fertilize the eggs.
The farmer kept records, and any rooster that didn't perform went into the
soup pot and was replaced. That took an awful lot of his time, so he
bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had
a different tone so John could tell from a distance which rooster was
performing. Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report
simply by listening to the bells.
The farmer's favorite rooster was old Butch; a very fine specimen he was,
too. But on this particular morning John noticed old Butch's bell hadn't
rung at all! John went to investigate. The other roosters were chasing
pullets, bells-a-ringing. The pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would
run for cover.
But to Farmer John's amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it
couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the
next one. John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the Renfrew
County Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.
The result...
The judges not only awarded old Butch the No Bell Piece Prize but they
awarded him the Pulletsurprise as well. Clearly old Butch was a politician
in the making: who else but a politician could figure out how to win two of
the most highly coveted awards on our planet by being the best at
sneaking up on the populace and screwing them when they weren't paying
attention.
Vote carefully this year ... you can't always hear the bells!
'Well you see, Norm, it's like this . . A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Now, as we know, excessive intake of alcohol kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. And that, Norm, is why you always feel smarter after a few beers.'
You see the world through your cynical eye,
You're a troubled young man I can tell
You got it all in the palm of your hand
But your hand's wet with sweat
And your head needs a rest
And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it!
When you're clicking that inapp button whilst Mom is calling you for dinner (coz your mobile isn't beckoning that's fo sho) do you not think you could be doing something more worthwhile?
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