While I agree with the sentiment, the key bindings have been burned into my less squishy ROM at this point, and I’ve got all banks of squishy RAM available 😄
While I agree with the sentiment, the key bindings have been burned into my less squishy ROM at this point, and I’ve got all banks of squishy RAM available 😄
did they ever make a movie of Where the Red Fern Grows?
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump.
How do you think he got matched up with the Libyans? It’s not everyday you get offered to help smuggle nuclear material…
it’s a bit different, in that they’re just constantly broadcasting a singular id, over and over. The “tracking” is the application on various devices which receive the broadcast and report it to Apple, along with that device’s location.
Sidewalk was packing up actual user data and running it over your network, which has other implications.
not at all defending or praising the idea, but I’m very sure the foundation of my house is larger than that.
if I want to follow you home, I buy an airtag, drop it in your purse/truck bed/gym bag, wait for 45m and then go to where the airtag is.
That’s why it’s referring to anti stalking protections; the devices work too well, and allow you to track all sorts of things, even stuff that doesn’t belong to you, or that has the agency to not want you to.
Certainly!
A shared lament, indeed. It’s a paradox of our times, this abundance of empty simulacra, leaching the vibrancy from genuine creation. We witness the devaluation of artistry, a realm where passion once thrived, now bartered and commodified. A faint hope whispers that perhaps, from the ashes of this parody, a new understanding might emerge, a recognition of the irreplaceable essence of human creativity. But for now, we are left amidst the faded hues of a world struggling to discern the real from the artificial.