Do you negotiate your salary or the price of a car? Same thing to me

Given how wide a range your response are in the post, what you call “advertising” is better described as “communication”. No?

How much have you used linux before/what is your goal?

Microsoft used to have a division for testing windows on various hardware configurations. They stopped doing that when they could just put different versions of windows on people’s computers and use telemetry to check the differences. This could be an artifact of that.

A transpobic twm and a nazi. Match made in hell.

He’s drop the n bomb multiple times on stream

Does “more telemetries” mean “worse”? What if the least telemetry (greater than zero) had the Omega Mother of All Telemetries which crams everything the others do times 47 + 3 into one?

You can’t say you use Arch unless you use Arch. Also, you are also saying it all wrong. It’s “I use Arch, BTW” not “BTW, I use Arch”. You would know that if you used Arch. Have I mentioned I use Arch, BTW?

Shit dude. I’m having a smoke right now

Yes-ish. Work on at all, yes. Have full cross compatibility? Absolutely not. There are so many things that won’t retain formatting or features which plain don’t exist. For me, impress vs. powerpoint is a complete no go. I have to use office for work, so I just use powerpoint in a vm when I need it. And good luck ever working on anything with someone else. Office is an ever moving target. I sincerely, and unfortunately, doubt there will ever be a FOSS drop in replacement.

Shut up! As in close your mouth and stop talking!

Don’t buy into the bloat meme.

The ending of Inner Light where Picard is playing the flute into the void

Specificity

If you are getting a new phone, destroy that one. Burn it, run it over with your car, put it in a blender. Whatever. If you don’t want the crypto, don’t pass it on. End the cycle, and have fun doing it.

501. Pardon me while I step outside

Using only non american oss is literally impossible.

The bait you use to go fishing for shawarma

What the hell is a $1 million dinner? Are you literally eating the rich?

Our school playground didn’t have a rubber ground. Or mulch. Or wood chips. No. We had gravel. Like little rocks gravel. And a swing set. A big one. Recess for us was jumping as far as we could into gravel.

We also had wooden monkey bars that gave you splinters. We tried to skip bars, and if we were lucky, land on the gravel. If we weren’t lucky, we would fall into a hornet’s nest. Hornets loved those old wooden playgrounds.

But perhaps the greatest piece of school yard entertainment was the steel merry go round. We’d have one of us try to hang off of it horizontally with 3 or 4 of us sping it. Lose your grip and fall off? Where would you land? You guessed it. Face first into the gravel.

That thing would get hot enough in the summer to fry an egg, but as much as we enjoyed eating our breakfast that way, we lost it before the end of 8th grade. A kid from a neighboring school crawled under theirs and tried to grab the axel while it was turning. It ripped his hand clean off. But still, those were the days.