Misery, it is said, does love company.
I grew up in the '80s. It was absolutely unnecessary then, and a pressing need has not since developed. "Be home by dinner" was perfectly serviceable when I'd head off on my bike to see which friends were available to hang out with. Often, I'd be invited to dinner, and the parents would talk so mine knew where I was, usually followed by an invite for a sleepover since it was by then dark.
Abductions of and assaults on kids are statistically far more likely to happen with a known party. This tracking obsession stunts normal childhood experiences, and I've not seen any study conclude that kids are overall safer from this level of surveillance.
If uncle Bob is molesting you but your parents trust him, this is all theatre. "At least they're safe ... they're at Bob's" my ass. But got forbid you meet up with your friends to build a tree fort outside of an arbitrary radius.
Your rhetoric is surprising given your username.
That sounds like a terrible pairing. Who wants cum soup with ice cream on the side?
This was an inevitability. The real surprise here is the concept of Trump parting ways with someone amicably. I still expect him to scapegoat Musk when the economy goes south and the peasants are out with pitchforks over their missing Social Security checks.
To his credit, Schimel quickly conceded.
Oil by the ton is not how anyone measures it (barrels) in market speak, and cubic metres is not how anyone measures natural gas (therms/mmBTU). This feels like deliberate obfuscation to make this sound more impressive than it is or at least to be so confusing that no one understands what it means.
We also don't know the grade of crude, which makes a huge difference.
Inasmuch as polling would be a useless gauge, that's true. But it's rather simple do to a YoY or QoQ compared with peer retailers. Given that both Walmart and Amazon have also abandoned DEI initiatives, that adds noise, but there will definitely be parseable data.
I somehow doubt shareholders will be thrilled with the final numbers.
I only watched the final 90 minutes or so, but about the time I joined the stream, he told the story of a group that investigated illegal discrimination in home sales. A black couple was looking to buy a house in New Jersey in a white neighbourhood and was told by the agent that the house was already sold.
So they sent a white couple to look at the same house. This time, the house was still on the market. That group reached out to the homeowners with evidence, who were appalled by what had happened, ditched the real-estate agent and directly worked with Booker's parents to buy his childhood home.
It was like a Paul Harvey story.
Target positioned itself in a specific way that set it up for this self-imposed wound. "Come shop here so you don't have to deal with Walmart" only works when your slightly-more-affluent consumer base is racist and sexist as fuck.
As it happens, they're not.
Given that you pasted text from a completely different story and the hard slant of this piece, I'm going to take it down. With a better source, you're welcome to repost. This just feels off.
Who has the technical wherewithal to run Jellyfin but leaves access on the open web? I get that sharing is part of the point, but no one's putting their media collection on an open FTP server.
The level of convenience people expect without consequences is astounding. Going to be away for home for a few days? Load stuff onto an external SSD or SD card. Phoning home remotely makes no sense.