Oh gods no. I’m saying get the fuck out of the southeast US while you still can!
Oh gods no. I’m saying get the fuck out of the southeast US while you still can!
They wouldn’t fall for a Morbius, again …right?
How would he know? Trump doesn’t talk to him.
Debian is like the Unitarian Universalists of distros. “You’re here? You’re here! That’s great!”
Yeah, that’s probably a better phrasing.
People weren’t using them ambiguously, drive manufactures picked a non-standard unit to lie with on their boxes, and then tricked courts into going along with their shit because it was the old case of money vs truth.
He also appears to have sold nuclear secrets to the Russians, which also sounds sort of important or something.
Fuck Ron Johnson.
Yes, I know it’s the wrong Johnson but, still, it needs to be said.
Sure, verifying chicken is deboned before it leaves the factory makes more sense than installing x-ray machines at every pizzeria.
That’s the thing that scares me the most, actually. That in order to ensure humanity’s survival, all we need to do is cure the dark greed in every man’s heart.
Otherwise, we’ll just end up with carbon credit style solutions that ensure we transfer ownership of emissions at a heavily discounted rate, rather than making less emissions.
I’m going to need a lot more details before this stops sounding like the craziest idea I’ve heard all month.
Yeah, those are the guys!
It’s also a slush fund pork-barrel for screening device manufacturers! (alwayshasbeen.meme)
The thing that bugs me is how any order given to subordinates is a use of executive power, right? So that’s immune. But say the subordinate considered refusing an unlawful order. Why, then would they decide to refuse the order when the president could also choose to pardon them for any crimes they committed during the execution of the unlawful order?
They’re already trying it on appeal, though. Sure, they’re applying federal precedent to a state case, but why would Trump’s team let stop them?
Can they, though? I’m sure there’s some 200 year old policy about having all ballots cast into the straw hat behind the vending machine on a Thursday afternoon between 3 and 5, in order to count.
Morning people hit KPIs, I bet you can’t even fucking measure fun.