Unlike religion or some intangible philosophy, evolution is not for you to “believe” or “disbelieve” in. The statement “I don’t believe in evolution” is an empty one as evolution, again, unlike religion, is not something that requires your belief in order to be true. Similarly, to say “I believe in evolution” is to suggest that evolution is somehow dependent upon your conviction. It is not. Evolution is a fact of life, regardless of whether or not you personally chose to accept that.
Look I know you guys don’t like manners here but you’ve got to stop cutting me off! This is how people die!
Never gonna happen. You wanna get anywhere on Long Island in less than an hour, you better start driving aggressively.
My commute is from East Meadow to Hempstead. It’s all of six miles and looks like a straight line, with just a few, slight curves. One road all the way there, basically. Should take ten minutes, tops, right? So why does it take me a good half hour to get to work every day? I’ll tell you why.
Long Island must have the largest ratio of bad to good drivers in the world. I’d say it’s like 80:1. And of those 80, about 70% are at the age where they should have their eyes gouged out before they are allowed behind the wheel again , 20% are guidos driving while smiling at themselves in the mirror, and the rest are cell-phone yapping housewives in Hummers who have no clue about anything outside of their compartmentalized world, incuding the fact that people might actually be driving on the same roads as them.
It’s more than just being bad drivers. They are self-centered. Long Island is filled with the most self obsessed people in the world. They don’t use directionals, they make left turns from the right lane, they double park, they will stop in the middle of the fucking road to have a conversation with a friend, they constantly run red lights and block intersections and tailgate. They don’t stop for school buses or pull over for emergency vehicles, they park their immense SUVs across two spots or park in handicapped spots and they just don’t care about anyone else on the road, they’re just in a big fucking rush to get to that red light two seconds before you do.
Obviously, this pace isn’t sustainable for much longer, but it’s still mighty impressive, especially when you consider the fact that Microsoft cut the price of the Xbox 360 Elite to $299 shortly after Sony announced their price drop at Gamescom in late August. I’m not saying something silly like “consumers are finally realizing the value proposition of the PS3 over the 360.” I just think that many, many people had already decided they’d buy a PS3 as soon as Sony cut the price to $299, and once that happened, they went out and got one.
I’m now more interested than ever to see software sales numbers for the rest of the year, especially for PS3 exclusives like Uncharted 2: Among Thieves and Ratchet & Clank Future: A Crack in Time, now that the worldwide install base has grown by 1 million in such a short amount of time. When the prior games in those two franchises came out two years ago (Uncharted: Drake’s Fortune and Ratchet & Clank Future: Tools of Destruction, respectively), there were fewer than one-fourth as many PS3s out there (under 6 million) as there are now (over 25 million). It’s going to be a very interesting holiday season…
[Quick background: I’m on Destructoid’s main video game news and discussion podcast, Podtoid.]
Around 7:30 this morning, we got an email at podtoid [at] destructoid [dot] com with the subject line “Samit” (hey, that’s my name!). This is what it contained:
Just kick out Samit - I cant stand him and obviously no-one else can either.
He’s isn’t just annoying he is also a technically illiterate and just drags the entire show down both in regards to content and audio quality.
I tend to instinctively ignore writing with glaring English errors, or stuff with typos, because that stuff just smacks of laziness. If you cared enough to write in, you should care enough to look over your note for errors, because when you omit things like apostrophes and commas, I judge you.
To be fair to this particular listener, I do have a rather crappy Logitech headset that I bought for, like, $25 on Amazon. I’ve been meaning to get a better one, but I just haven’t had the money. And I do have a problem where I say “um” way too much.
However, I would disagree with the charge that “no-one else” can stand me, and I don’t even know what “a technically illiterate” is. But hey, I evoked enough passion in a listener to get him to write in, so that’s something, right?
HO-LEE CRAP. Everyone’s been talking about the purported Apple tablet, but Microsoft just stole Steve Jobs’ thunder by revealing “Courier,” a real thing that’s in the “late prototype” stage of development, to Gizmodo. It’s not a “tablet” per se — the Courier is a booklet with two 7-inch (or so) screens with multitouch functionality, and they’re designed for writing, flicking, and drawing with a stylus and fingers. There’s a built-in camera on the back cover, to boot. The sole button on the device is a “home” button that’s on the inner hinge.
This looks amazing (be sure to check out the two-minute video embedded in the article, as well as the eight photos they’ve got), and Gizmodo says they’ll be showing more in the days to come. Consider my interest piqued.
[On a side note, I’m shocked that no one on Tumblr — at least, no one I’m following — has posted this yet.]
So, I was born in London. August 2nd, 1992. And between the years of 1986 and 1996, there was some sort of huge mad cow disease scare. Currently, because I was born in the UK during that time (and apparently, this affects anyone who was in the UK between those ten years) I cannot give blood. At all. Like, period. Until the government lifts a ban on the “mad cow disease scare,” I am ineligible to donate blood. I found this out a couple of months ago, when I tried to give a portion of my blood at a school blood drive. I feel like the proper method to counter this would be to test me for mad cow disease, but I digress. The point is, I can’t give blood. There’s no proof that I have mad cow disease, or any sort of disease in my blood stream, but I can’t.
Anyway, the point of this story is health care. There are a bunch of pre-existing conditions that apparently make you ineligible for health care currently. Guess what one of them is? That’s right, mon frêre, mad cow disease. Never mind that I don’t actually have mad cow disease, (probably) the fact that I cannot give blood, due to a MCD scare from the early 90s could possibly make me ineligible for health care. Did you read that correctly? I might not be eligible for health care because I was born in London in 1992.
If you’re honestly going to tell me that this “pre-existing condition” means that I should not be eligible for health care, then there is something seriously askew in your cerebrum.
English is a screwy language. There’s just no logic to it. Why is daughter pronounced daw-ter, but laughter not law-ter? How can though, through, and tough look so similar and yet sound so different? Why does I come before E except after C? What’s so effing SPECIAL about C?
This is the reason that people who speak more sensible languages approach English with stumbling trepidation. English is insane. It has the capacity to confuse even the smartest of its native speakers—including scientists, engineers, and company presidents—especially when it has to be put down on paper.
This is a useful reference list for common mistakes like you’re/your, it’s/its, and their/they’re/there. And yes, the English language is maddeningly difficult to learn because of its idiosyncrasies. But I’d be lying if I said I agreed with the title; as we like to say here at The Grammar Nazi, folks, it is not that fucking hard.
Oh, and according to Merriam-Webster, “ahold” is a word (though Dictionary.com calls its usage “informal” — it seems to be one of those words that arrived at legitimacy after an extended period of casual use).
The first day of autumn arrives on varying dates in different years for two reasons: Our year is not exactly an even number of days; and Earth’s slightly noncircular orbit, plus the gravitational tug of the other planets, constantly changes our planet’s orientation to the sun from year to year.
And weather-wise, Earth’s seasons have shifted in the past 150 years or so, according to a study that came out earlier this year. The hottest and coldest days of the years now are occurring almost two days earlier.
This year, fall starts Tuesday, because that is when the so-called autumnal equinox occurs (at 5:18 p.m. EDT). Equinoxes (which mark the onset of spring and autumn) and solstices (which mark when summer and winter begin) are points in time and space that mark a transition in our planet’s annual trip around the sun.
At each equinox, the sun crosses the Earth’s equator, making night and day of approximately equal length on most of the planet (from the Latin, equinox means “equal night”). At the equator, the sun is directly overhead at noon on either equinox.
In other words, today is one of two days each year during which we receive exactly 12 hours of daylight and 12 hours of night. The more you know!
A PacifiCare “Medical Underwriting Guidelines” document from 2003 lists under “Ineligible Occupations” such risk-takers as stunt people, test pilots and circus workers — along with police officers, firefighters and migrant workers.
Uninsurable conditions included pregnancy, and being an “expectant father” was grounds for “automatic rejection.” So was having received “therapy/counseling” within six months of the application. There was also this more general disqualifier: “currently experiencing/experienced within the last 12 months symptoms for which a physician has not been consulted.”