One call that I never will forget came at close to four A.M., waking me; he must have just gotten up in Los Angeles. His voice said, "Alex Haley?" I said, sleepily, "Yes? Oh, hey, Malcolm!" His voice said, "I trust you seventy percent" -- and then he hung up.
That data they're collecting is more valuable now that it can be used to train A.I.s. A couple years from now they'll push some update that lets them exfiltrate it (or its usable features.)
I just say: "It's like email. There are different email servers, but they can all talk to one another. If there are things you really like, you can subscribe to them, and if there are things you don't like, you can block them."
Meaning you dance with a partner. I do not have a very much experience with it (about 16 lessons, with half of them being repeats). I go there with some people I know, but am not all too well acquainted with.
Assume you are the least experienced dancer of your acquaintance group.
Select the second-least experienced dancer of that group. That person will accept because they'll look good by comparison.
Have fun just trying out the basics with them and laughing about it.
I get what the meme is saying, but community colleges don't really need research scholars, they need great teachers with industry experience.
A viable option is to take the industry job, and then teach a class or two a year. Also, you can make connections at those community colleges and regional schools and advertise your internships and job postings.
The Flash briefly appears in [the alternate universe story] Kingdom Come when the book is establishing its world's status quo. Described as living "between the ticks of a second," the Scarlet Speedster has turned his home of Keystone City into a crime-free paradise. He'd pushed himself so hard and gotten so fast that he was effectively omnipresent and could easily stop any disturbance before it began. However, in the process, Wally West had stopped slowing down to do human things like talk to people or sleep.
Afterword to The Autobiography of Malcolm X