Thank you, sounds interesting.

If by economy you mean some of us are needed to mop up hydraulic ass-juices at gunpoint I suppose you’re technically correct. At least they have to feed us, right?

…right?

Slaps are what my mother gave me. My father wouldn’t bother with something like simple slaps.

There’s never any reason to hurt your own children. Not one. Parents are supposed to protect their children.

The only thing my ultra-conservative father and grandfather managed to do to me was to never ever let them anywhere near their grandchildren.

I also might’ve let my father know how it feels to get thrown through a bookshelf by someone a lot stronger when I got old enough to do so. Suddenly he was a lot less enthusiastic about physical violence. I wonder why. He still managed to fuck up my spine for life when he did the same to me - when I was 12. Took me 6 years and a lot of physio but he’ll never hurt anyone else ever again.

This is almost 20 years ago today, so my memory is a bit hazy, but basically each student had an account with a certain amount of server space. I can’t remember the size, but given the amount of digital files we produced it would’ve been at minimum 500GB+/student. We could also “see” the account folder for everyone else in our class for file sharing and stuff.

There were also accounts/folders for each teacher which were used to turn in the primary copy of whatever assignment we had done if it was in digital form. Physical art were scanned or photographed also, as a sort of backup. We were also required to back every project up via USB sticks, ofc.

There was also a rack with individual docks for each digital camera that they had which allowed us to get our photographs transferred to our own folders. Since we could access those files from our accounts it also was a part of that server system.

There were also several networked and customised Macs used for single tasks, like larger printing projects and also for an airgapped paintgun for a lack of a better description. We avoided having to wear masks when we printed large sheets in single colours with it, for example. I have no idea what software that thing used, I think I used it like once or twice.

Now, I’ll freely admit that I haven’t touched a Mac since I left that school, and I’ve never had any interest in them whatsoever, so I don’t know what they used or if it even exists anymore. Someone with more knowhow maybe does?

I do remember them specifically (proudly) telling us it all ran on Macs, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have any reason to believe so. The “server room” was basically what looked like a glorified closet with a rack and a couple of Macs that didn’t look like the ones we students used. This was just before the all-in-one models were introduced, iirc.

Depending on what your definition of “enterprise” is, I’ve attended what was at the time a fairly large and prestigious art school that ran everything on Macs.

They even preferred that we didn’t bring windows laptops, although after some… rather intense protests by pretty much anyone under 25 we did get to bring our own peripherals.

Edit: I’ll also add that outside the shitty keyboards and mice, the server system they had set up with our accounts on etc was completely fine.

Never had a single issue with it and it was my first ever touching a Mac.

Similar. Åland is predominantly Swedish-speaking (we’re a minority on the mainland), and they have fairly extensive legal autonomy as well.

In practice Åland is also a legally demilitarized zone, though I doubt Russia would give a fuck.

Åland is still a part of Finland, even though they have a certain degree of autonomy.

Oh for fucks sake…

“Grok” really says everything that needs to be said about this farce, isn’t it?

So, you’re doing absolutely nothing except consciously support the rapist fuck who wants to sell out the whole country to Russia? Gotcha.

That was an interesting read, thank you.

That’s a worthwhile question to ask, no doubt.

You’re completely correct, pneumatic sounded cooler. I know, I’m a complete scumbag.

Hey I’m glad you know what gets you hammered, you do you ;)

Everyone has a plan until a pneumatic metal fist hammers them silly.

Can I have some of whatever you’re having?

Me, going back to that cesspool. I left quite the account behind as well.

He’s not a giant asshole, he just doesn’t sugar-coat everything he says.

It’s sort of a defining trait in people where he is from. If we say something we tend to say it straight. He might be a more extreme example than most, but I had a good friend from the same neighborhood and he was the same.

We grew up a few years later when he had already moved to the US, but we used to sneak smokes in the park right outside where he first made Linux. My friend lived in the same building as he had done, but he was so computer illiterate that he had no idea who Linus was. I did, though, because Linus described that place pretty well in what I believe was his first book.

Fuck, didn’t know Mitnick died. Just married and with a child on the way, too.

He was arguably at his best at social engineering, too. Don’t know if it’s a real quote, but I remember reading about him saying it can bypass all your electronics, firewalls included.