If there’s a safe subset of the Windows API defined as a virtual machine for gaming on x86-64 machines, and running with next to no overhead on Linux, does it really matter that the binaries are PE-COFF . EXE files assuming their world to have DirectX rendering and drive letters rather than POSIX?

Given that their system is open-source, other manufacturers will step in, as they did with Steam Deck-style handhelds, further expanding the Steam platform at the expense of XBox, PlayStation and Nintendo,

They still have a huge ransomware industry. Presumably the state will squeeze the cybercrime gangs to take more and funnel all the takings to the great patriotic war rather than buying lambos.

partial to blue tits

Birdwatchers 🤝 Smurfs

X11 was nifty, but limited by low ambitions. Its client/server model was simple: the application ran entirely on the UNIX host, and the terminal was just a dumb graphical display device: drawing commands went one way, and key/mouse events the other way. If only Sun had seen fit to open up NeWS, we could have ended up with apps’ UI layer running on the terminal, handling events and showing the interface, and the communication down the bottleneck between your terminal and the big UNIX machine running the business logic of the app being more structured (like, say, view-model objects and business-logic events). Of course, you’d have to write your UI code in PostScript, at least until someone invented Lua or something.

This headline could have been written 15 years ago, in response to carnicore hipsterism, with its gentrified takes on meat-heavy fast food and artisanal butchering being the new playing bass in a hardcore band. (That particular subcultural current is also probably not unconnected to the hipster-culture-to-alt-right pipeline, as exemplified in Vice Magazine-adjacent edgelordism. After all, making eating meat part of one’s identity serves well to own the libs.)

The problem is that GPS signals are weak, and generally need a line of sight to the sky. Phones don’t rely on GPS alone, but also get location data by triangulating base stations and/or querying databases of WiFi SSIDs over the internet. And AirTags don’t contain either a GPS receiver or an internet connection: they’re just simple, low-power Bluetooth beacons which send an encrypted ID to any nearby iPhones, which add their locations and forward it to Apple.

Basically, all the smarts are in Apple’s infrastructure (including the numerous privately-owned devices running Apple’s location services). Replicating this without a network of roving receivers is a nonstarter.

Decades? More like centuries.

Elon Musk: “I only date models”

Well, in a socialist society, the purpose of romantic and sexual relationships is to bring into being the next generation of workers to build socialism, and relationships which don’t do this are bourgeois decadence.

She’s in her ancestral environment, or at least a good approximation of it.

Neither are celebrity tabloids or brunch bars (or pop music or fashion boutiques or bike lanes or football leagues or a lot of other things), but people in the west look at these things as signifiers of modernity and familiarity. The Russians are just like us because they also pay for car insurance and play Clash Of Clans on their phones.

“slop” seems to be the 4chan inanimate-substance suffix, in the same way that “fag” is the suffix for any person

On one hand, yes. OTOH, if there’s one thing the Russian state has proven itself capable of doing is shambling on zombie-fashion when people in functioning countries and economies would expect it to have collapsed. It’s as if the things we take for granted as the underpinnings of a state/economy/society have only ever been Potemkin-village-style decoration in Russia (“see, we have parliaments and stock markets and safety standards and celebrity tabloids and brunch bars with fashionable decor, just like you!”), while the real load-bearing elements buried beneath them are something far older and grimmer.

Looks more like an Adonis to me

A rare orange void

Thatcher may be dead, but TINA lives on in the Labour Party that was her self-professed greatest work.

Your Party are the Hyperloop to the Greens’ high-speed train: a cockamamie pie-in-the-sky alternative that won’t actually work, except for diverting attention from the real thing that actually exists.

“takes a massive hit of ketamine and says”

Find the guy who genetically engineered algae to secrete THC and get him to repeat that for caffeine and theobromine.