Can’t.

Adversarial efforts are how some networks get trained.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synecdoche

Funerals are for the living.

It definitely conveys that it looks bad on purpose. There’s utility in that signalling.

2bpp with lossless compression is an order of magnitude fatter than what DCT codecs like JPEG can achieve, if you’re okay with all your illustrations being kinda shite. Even just 16 colors with no dithering would probably compress better.

But a warehouse-sized balloon works?

… what, just anywhere flat? Pumped hydro should be feasible wherever there’s a hill.

If we’re building big weird structures, even that is optional. You can put one pool above-ground and another in-ground. Deep and tall presumably beat wide.

Is pumped-hydro inefficient or something? All the arguments about flooding land and surveying geography seem bizarre if the alternative includes a big impermeable structure. We’ve got those, for water. They’re called pools. They’re nontrivial because you have to contain pressure that desperately wants to leak out, but holding compressed air is surely harder. Water also doesn’t change temperature when you move it uphill.

Why is this better than two reservoirs with a pipeline between them?

The battery meter is a hoot. The Game Boy Camera images are just weird.

Florida here:

Nope.

Vegans in shambles.

Not related or metaphorical; they’re doing some direct action.

and no we will not interrogate what leads them to stealing food. material conditions? what’s that?

Some people are just assholes. They can be in the same general situation as you, but not respect boundaries, and in the absence of consequence they’ll be downright sociopathic.

Anyone generalizing from those assholes to absolutely everyone is not being serious. But that’s not an excuse to ignore those exceptions and insist absolutely everyone is reasonable.

Weather apps being able to use GPS data is great. Weather apps shitting the bed if you don’t give it permissions, when it fucking knows it has to ask for permissions, are failed products.

I will give it a location. It can tell me the weather there.

Not that Florida’s smart enough to limit Amber Alerts to relevant portions of the state. I’m down in the dick-tip. I’ve been rudely awoken by blaring alarms about a kidnapping up in the grundle.

I hope they send those alerts to people in Nashville, because they’re all closer to Tallahassee than I am.

The network sends those.

Because the cell towers are cemented in place.

Yes, of course - some people need very local predictions. But I live in Florida. Snow is not an issue. I want to know if this afternoon’s thunderstorm is going to cross where I’m driving, and I want to know what’s up with cloud formation in the eastern Atlantic. The temperature’s gonna be the same in all three places: Too Damn Hot.

The damn weather app demands to know my location. Asking makes sense. Demanding is a failure to understand why people check the weather. I don’t need it where I am. I need it where I’m going to be. You have no trouble showing me it’s cloudy in the default location, five thousand miles north. Let me enter a city name and mind your damn business.

I got a new phone for the first time in a decade and Android keeps cheerfully telling me I’m opted-in to new horrifying layers of surveillance. ‘We’re gonna look at the first thing you click every time you install anything! Isn’t that great?’ Fuck off and die. ‘But you’ll get less relevant recommendations…’ Don’t recommend anything. ‘Wow, you’re gonna get such generic ads.’ Where else did you hide ads, Google?!

For context: my previous phone is an LG. LG does not make phones anymore. That’s how long I clung to something I’d largely unfucked. And every time it boots, to this day, it reminds me I need to agree to some licensing horseshit.

Plainly not.

The crank who lies about things lied about your thing? Nooo.

Oh fuck off. This thing was always a joke. It’s not “utopian,” it’s a sultan’s vanity project.

One building, the size of a country, arranged as inefficiently as possible, is not even an “urban megaproject.” It’s a one-dimensional suburb.