asciilifeform: mircea_popescu: i am into not-interacting-with-imbeciles, of either sex, in any capacity whatsoever, if it can be at all helped.
asciilifeform: there is this strange presumption, apparently shared even by jurov, that somebody looking for work is necessarily unemployed or underemployed and 'will do anything'
asciilifeform: jurov: what makes you think i can afford to 'not earn much for few months' ?
asciilifeform: (or, alternatively, i'm not 1333333337 enough by a long shot to know where to find it)
asciilifeform: 11:02 <+jurov> but then, why even have a job at all and not freelance? << because there is ~0 demand for what i do among folks who employ freelancers ?
asciilifeform: at any rate, i can't do anything useful while in a moving vehicle, tried many times over whole life
asciilifeform: nah they could come in handy for something.
asciilifeform: and how do coinz enter into this, in so far as i'm concerned those are a nonrenewable resource that i carefully hoard, i don't get paid in'em
asciilifeform: i don't like being driven any more than driving
asciilifeform: jurov: this exists, it is called the train
asciilifeform: jurov: original thread was 'telecommute is nice' -- mp: 'nah you all suck and what does it matter what you little white mice do or don't do'
asciilifeform: for instance, i do 3+ hrs of UNPAID idiocy every day, just sitting in the motherfucking car.
asciilifeform: telecommute is simply LESS of the loathesome torture than the alternative.
asciilifeform: what's better, eating 1 pound of shit, or 10 ?
asciilifeform: phrase on everybody's lips was 'Quand je serai lancé'. As it turned out, nobody was 'lancé', the slump descended like another Ice Age, the cosmopolitan mob of artists vanished, and the huge Montparnasse cafés which only ten years ago were filled till the small hours by hordes of shrieking poseurs have turned into darkened tombs in which there are not even any ghosts.'
asciilifeform: twenties there were as many as 30,000 painters in Paris, most of them impostors. The populace had grown so hardened to artists that gruff-voiced lesbians in corduroy breeches and young men in Grecian or medieval costume could walk the streets without attracting a glance, and along the Seine banks Notre Dame it was almost impossible to pick one's way between the sketching-stools. It was the age of dark horses and neglected genii; the
asciilifeform: see also orwell's proverbial 'During the boom years, when dollars were plentiful and the exchange-value of the franc was low, Paris was invaded by such a swarm of artists, writers, students, dilettanti, sight-seers, debauchees, and plain idlers as the world has probably never seen. In some quarters of the town the so-called artists must actually have outnumbered the working population — indeed, it has been reckoned that in the late
asciilifeform: but i dun need a flat in a motherfucking tower with no dishwasher for 5k/mo, for anything.
asciilifeform: for a while my phone rang and rang with it
asciilifeform: i turned down a bunch of work from that city
asciilifeform: (the bitter taste may not even be a bug, but a feature.. - repels teenagers, trendoids, 10,001 species of pond scum)
asciilifeform: i'm mostly convinced at this point that any serious attempt at sanity will be a similar enough thing to ada that it will trigger all of the same allergies in same folks.
asciilifeform: still hoping that i overlooked something.
asciilifeform: but i know that the ~other~ available systems are not.
asciilifeform: 'I created a proof of concept of this attack. This isn't enough to launch a real attack, because an attacker only has 16 bytes of DOS assembler code, which is very little. For a real attack ... ' << l0l! fella apparently doesn't know that microshit PE format has a (i shit thee not) ~dedicated field~ for 'load exe from url and execute'
