For directories, it’s permission to cd into it. Read is whether you can list files, and write is remove, rename, or create new files. Don’t ask questions about the secret sticky bit

A little ways back in the line, for privately owning a general-purpose computing device

My issue is how they are both saying the same words, as if the stances are equivalent. They are not.

Notice me, void-senpai!

Little tip, since it’s an Electron app, you can reload the view with ctrl-R (cmd-R) on Mac. Saves you a trip to re-open, usually.

Audible meme

I see good trigger discipline, I upvote.

“After this brutal belittling, gaslighting, and sexual harassment, you’re gonna have a lot of baggage. And the best way to carry it? The LTT backpack!”

Well, you can just ram them out of the way with your firetruck. Obviously that’s not a great option either, but if the FD does that then any damages are on the robot-taxi company.

Ding ding ding! We have a safe mode of robot transit: trains. See, we know exactly where they will go because they run on rails. Literally.

Observation is one I really enjoyed. Mild puzzling, tension but not really the sort that kills you, and a fun, mind-bending story. Also the title track is just amazing.

Hell yeah ISO 216 forever babyyyyyyy

I believe one of the overpriced Google tablets actually did use 1: √2 ratio, but they didn’t stick with it. Of course, google has the attention span of a lobotomized gerbil so they don’t stick with anything.

As someone who didn’t make it into law school, and didn’t keep trying partly because people who knew me well figured I’d likely have a stroke from rage as an attorney, I appreciate your wholesome and optimistic outlook you’ve carried into the career. Keep fighting the good fight!

I cried that whole bit with the controller feeling like you’re missing an arm. So exact a representation of grief.

But the last scene, where the father simply falls to his knees at his son’s grave. He’s been granted his life back at a price no human parent would ever, ever accept. I cried racking sobs. It was so awful and true.

I just want you to know this brightened my day with a sensible chuckle.

I want to like this article and to share it with my relatives to help explain what I am so angry about. But it is so thick with irony and deep-cut references that even I, a long-time extremely online dude, had trouble parsing all of it.