I resent your impugnment of copyeditors.

Perhaps I should have said “tedious” sted “repetitive.”

Most jobs are by their nature repetitive, as how else does one acquire domain expertise? Seeing something for the first time and having question marks appear in a thought bubble is wildly different from having seen similar situations hundreds of times, solving the issue immediately and going about your day.

Some of these tasks are enjoyable – I didn’t get out of page design by choice, and by then I’d conservatively produced well above 10,000 pages – but others are not. For me, the benchmark is “Am I actually using my brain to solve a problem, or is this just using time that could otherwise be spent doing so?”

The latter tasks are the ones I was referring to. No sane person buys a tablet of 2,000 Flushes and then proceeds to flush the toilet 2,000 times in rapid succession.

Crazy, given the company name!

One of the first things drilled into me in journalism was “Smith thinks” should be recast to “Smith said he thinks.”

The C-suite is likely well aware of limitations, but shareholders like to hear about the hot new thing.

The thing is, the idea isn’t wrong. Automating complex tasks is a bitch, but the repetitive tasks that turn any job into a grind are prime candidates. The larger issue is instead of letting employees spend more time doing fulfilling activities because of increased efficiency, companies tend to do layoffs.

Your vehicle not being yet another surveillance vector can be a selling point.

I have full control over my feed here. That’s an important distinction. I’d imagine if I end up in someone else’s hometown off Beehaw, we’d end up getting a beer or lunch.

Saying Facebook is in the same area code is specious.

As a thought experiment, it’s somewhat fascinating to ask what “social media” has done. I don’t really consider anything past MySpace truly social. The term now means “let’s keep you addicted to posts from people you’ll never meet” – essentially, the modern form of checkstand tabloids.

I pulled a U-Haul trailer with my Civic from Virginia to Oregon. Only took 2½ days, though the final few hours were harrowing. Maps back then didn’t so much express topography, so the trailer was actually pushing me down … I likely went through a year of brake pads in six hours.

Those questions are answered here.

Growing up in Phoenix, the national ads in the '80s that breathlessly noted “comes with air conditioning” was like … how could you sell a car that doesn’t have that?

I sincerely question whether your standard ChatGPT user knows what a Domme actually is. You don’t get that from movie descriptions. You get something – but nothing approaching BDSM best practices.

I have some experience making them feel better.

“I’ll take ‘shit we already knew for 800, Alex.’”

CRUSHER: If there’s nothing wrong with me, maybe there’s something wrong with the universe. Computer, what is beyond the mass energy field?

This is a great rundown. I’ve never been in the ecosystem and thus have zero exposure.

But part of me thinks, having done development in noncoding roles and getting zero further compensation for, say, something that could save a corporate giant $7 million a year if fully rolled out, this is just grooming kids for what they’ll be subjected to after going into massive debt for a degree.

I never had kids of my own, but seeing what my stepkids got up to from 2009-2016 (they were 6 and 7 to start), I became very worried about how things had shifted to online interaction. They wouldn’t have their own computers for another couple of years, but I gave them my netbook (remember those?) once I’d gotten a tower built (UPS drop-shipped my old one, and that’s not a euphemism … thank god I had the presence of mind to remove the hard drives).

It’s one thing to play SimCity for hours on end locally, which my parents allowed. It’s something entirely different to foist the whole of the internet on them without having concepts of online hygiene.

“A horse walks into a car wash” is a Vaudeville joke, not an impossibility.

I mean, if you’re still using Chrome, you likely don’t know about Manifest v3. Those who do have been on FF for quite some time.

Horses can absolutely go into space. No use in beating them at that point.

OK, I’ll bite. Where can cars go that horses cannot?