• (cs) in reply to DaveK
    DaveK:
    Voodoo Coder:
    You missed my inference to the Copenhagen Interpretation...
    Well, everyone missed it actually, since no such thing exists. You see, the speaker implies; only the listener infers....</cerebus>
    Well, I've tried to look it up, but the best that I can manage is that it's between issue 25 and issue 50: in the middle of an extremely funny electoral debate featuring Groucho, as I recall. I'd have to dig the things out of storage to be sure.

    Hell, that's probably enough information for me to lose my anonymity right now. I seriously miss Captain Cockroach, though ... and his "training regimen" of smokin' up a bundle of cocktail sticks in one puff.

    They just don't make comics like Cerebus any more.

  • (cs) in reply to Code Dependent
    Code Dependent:
    pink_fairy:
    We're gonna have to work on this potato thing, aren't we?
    you say potato, I say tuber. Preferably, down the Guadalupe.
    I can play "Three Blind Mice" on the oboe ten minutes after picking it up, but I've never tubered.

    Have you guadaluped?

    Does she sound like she's enjoying the experience?

    Do I need to work on my embouchere?

  • (cs) in reply to pink_fairy
    pink_fairy:
    Have you guadaluped?

    Does she sound like she's enjoying the experience?

    Do I need to work on my embouchere?

    Probably not. Just be careful how you fit your mouth to her wind instrument.

  • (cs) in reply to pink_fairy
    pink_fairy:
    I seriously miss Captain Cockroach, though ... and his "training regimen" of smokin' up a bundle of cocktail sticks in one puff.

    They just don't make comics like Cerebus any more.

    I'm sorry to say I'm not acquainted with either. However, I was a fan of Wonder Warthog and, a few short years later, Mr. Natural and friends.

  • (cs) in reply to Code Dependent
    Code Dependent:
    pink_fairy:
    I seriously miss Captain Cockroach, though ... and his "training regimen" of smokin' up a bundle of cocktail sticks in one puff.

    They just don't make comics like Cerebus any more.

    I'm sorry to say I'm not acquainted with either. However, I was a fan of Wonder Warthog and, a few short years later, Mr. Natural and friends.
    Well, if ya can grab Cerebus the Aardvark issues 1-50 (recommended, though you might get sucked in), they are very definitely worth the effort. I'd go so far as to suggest that Dave Sims got me my degree.

    I'd love to give a reference here, but unfortunately its <a href "your local comic store"/>. Mebbe that's good enough in Austin.

  • (cs) in reply to pink_fairy
    pink_fairy:
    DaveK:
    Voodoo Coder:
    You missed my inference to the Copenhagen Interpretation...
    Well, everyone missed it actually, since no such thing exists. You see, the speaker implies; only the listener infers....</cerebus>
    Well, I've tried to look it up, but the best that I can manage is that it's between issue 25 and issue 50: in the middle of an extremely funny electoral debate featuring Groucho, as I recall. I'd have to dig the things out of storage to be sure.
    The way I remember it is that it was a running gag for quite a while, but I also haven't actually read over it in a long looong time.
  • (cs) in reply to Michael D. Hall
    Michael D. Hall:
    Back in the early 90's when I was a young Private in the US Army we would be assembled every morning and assigned our duties for the day. One day the Sergeant asked if anyone knew how to type and, much to my surprise, I was the only one who raised his hand. From then on I was *always* assigned to HQ duties. Most of which involved doing this WTF. Although, I couldn't quit that job even if I wanted to. It was still better than mowing a field in 110 degree weather with 100% humidity (this was Texas BTW). I had air conditioning, breaks and a vending machine. I wasn't quitting that duty for nothing.
    They always say in the Army, to not volunteer for anything. In boot camp, I volunteered for ammo duty. I got to ride in the back of a truck to the range while the rest of my platoon marched 10 miles with 50 pound ruck sacks. Best duty I ever had!
  • s/manager/perl script/gi (unregistered) in reply to pink_fairy
    pink_fairy:
    pjt33:
    pink_fairy:
    fnord moco:
    The moneyed aristocracy is smarter than that.
    I'm guessing you didn't go to Oxford, Cambridge, or an Ivy League school, did you?

    And those people are theoretically the cream of the crop. They get good grades/degrees, way off the bell curve ... but, smart? No. There seems to be some sort of interesting interplay between regression to the mean, and in-bred psychosis; but not much of an evidential basis on which to base a conspiracy theory.

    I did go to Cambridge, but I didn't meet any moneyed aristocrats there so I haven't a clue what your point is.
    You don't "meet" them. These places aren't like the Buckingham Palace Garden Parties, y'know. Clubs, Huntin'shootin'n'fishin' trips, even select trashed restaurants (cf the Sainsburys at Oxford -- students, not supermarket) are strictly off-limits to us plebs. Across the Atlantic, I understand that the mere possession of a skull and bones does not, ipso facto, qualify you for membership of the Skull and Bones.

    It's difficult not to be aware that these parasites exist on the premises, however. I commiserate with you, either for a staggering degree of autism, or for having picked Churchill as your college of choice. (In Oxford, it would be St Peters, which is actually quite a pleasant college. Blessedly free of aristocratic dimwits in the vicinity, at least.)

    Well, at Cam, unless you went to Magdalene, you wouldn't meet too many rich idiots. Plenty of rich smart people there, plenty of rich poor people there. Plenty of people on my maths course with a lack of social skills who'd not work out how to play politics. Plenty of people who were very intelligent, but who'd not be able to write a regex to save their lives, because their skills lay in other areas.

    Just because someone doesn't have skills in the same area as you, doesn't mean they're not intelligent. However, just because someone is a manager, doesn't mean they are...

    captcha: "causa". Mario say-a, "automation, it-a causa unemployment"

  • (cs)

    All that is needed now, is for congress to bail these guys out. All you Cherries out there who support B.O.'s brave new world, should harken to this story. Under the new "stimulation" this will be the norm.

  • (cs) in reply to kaetuu89
    kaetuu89:
    All that is needed now, is for congress to bail these guys out. All you Cherries out there who support B.O.'s brave new world, should harken to this story. Under the new "stimulation" this will be the norm.
    You, sir, are exactly alike to Hitler.

    dingdingding GODWIN INVOKED - THREAD'S CLOSED - EVERYBODY OUT.

  • (cs) in reply to s/manager/perl script/gi
    s/manager/perl script/gi:
    pink_fairy:
    pjt33:
    I did go to Cambridge, but I didn't meet any moneyed aristocrats there so I haven't a clue what your point is.
    You don't "meet" them. These places aren't like the Buckingham Palace Garden Parties, y'know.
    Well, at Cam, unless you went to Magdalene, you wouldn't meet too many rich idiots...
    OK, I take it back. You don't meet idiots of any variety at "Cam." (Is that a shaft? A river? A solecism?) You just meet people who are immune to reading comprehension.

    Let me repeat. You do not "meet" these people, except casually. Magdalene is not alone in offering space to rich idiots -- my own college, Kings, still attracts a rump of Old Etonians on pre-1968 principles. I hung out with various preppies on Rhodes scholarships (because they have money and contacts and associate with cute blonde co-eds) and the great-grandson of the first man to export coffee from Costa Rica. None of these people were particularly smart. Dig down a level to the people who you don't meet, and you find aristocrats who are much less pleasant company and far, far more stupid.

    Not as stupid as I, of course. I have a prestigious degree in Modern History from Oxford; the cynosure of all eyes. Unfortunately I chose to pursue a conversion course at Cambridge, so I'm now officially a BA (Hons) Cantab.

    Which is rather like poking yourself in the eye with a punt pole and then claiming that it's good for the soul.

  • st0815 (unregistered) in reply to dpm
    I snort derisively at anyone naive enough to disbelieve Jay, because I've personally seen everything he said.

    Well may I snort derisively at the idea that private industry is any better, then?

    Starting a new job I didn't have a work station for three days. It turned out that me and several others couldn't start work, because the sysadmin was to busy to setup the machines which were already sitting in a storage closet.

    So we took the boxes, unpacked the PCs put them on our desks, plugged them together and installed the OS on them. (No SW installation or network connection.) Only to have the sysadmin complain that we were "not qualified" to do that kind of work.

    To put then in perspective: we were all electrical engineers, chip designers, used to doing lab work, soldering prototype boards, measuring EMC of devices and so on. Obviously he was the least qualified person around to plug cables into PCs ... not a task which requires skills in the first place. And no - the complaint was not about installing the OS, he really thought we'd break the hardware...

  • douche (unregistered) in reply to Code Dependent

    I just did, but the person who will lose her job is ....."slow" at best, and never should have been hired in the first place.

Leave a comment on “The Manual Migration”

Log In or post as a guest

Replying to comment #:

Log Out

« Return to Article