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  • That's not the way they would track you. If you use the same email address for both accounts, a data broker on the back end will be able to connect them because you used the same email address. It's not about the IP address. It's about your identity. And if you're like oh well I'll just make a new email for each site, Gmail requires that you use a phone number to sign up. Most email providers do. So then they would just connect you by your phone number because you needed to use those on both email addresses. Privacy is nonexistent on the web. Mind you this happens because LinkedIn shares your data with "third-party partners and service providers". There's nothing that you can do to stop this.

  • it's almost like the internet has allowed all kinds of extremists that would otherwise be alone in their extremism find each other in an echo chamber where they're all "obviously correct" and that any action they choose to take is warranted and approved by their extremist community. with 8+ billion people in the world, of course you can find 1000 online that agree with you.

  • amateur detective teenager gang and their talking Great Dane?

  • What do you mean by "simulation"?

    Simulation as in "the internet is not real and our computers somehow have everything already stored on them and there's no data transfer happening across telco infrastructure" ?

    (Because that's easily disproven - you can message your friends and tell them to meet you somewhere, and when they meet you there, that proves data was moved from your device to their device. )

    If that's not what you mean, please explain (in detail) what you mean by "the entirety of the internet was a simulation"

  • To expand on this, current iOS version is 18.5 released 2 days ago.

  • I have never read Bleak House, nor do I even know the outline of the plot. This is what I'm getting from it:

    LONDON. Michaelmas term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln’s Inn Hall.

    The scene is London. Michaelmas' term (shift?) has just finished, and the Lord Chancellor is now sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall.

    Implacable November weather.

    The weather is cold, wet and overcast, as one would expect for November.

    As much mud in the streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill.

    The streets are incredibly muddy, as if the waters of the Biblical Flood of Noah had just receded. So muddy, one would not be surprised to find a giant amphibian frolicking in it up on Holborn Hill.

    Smoke lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle with flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snowflakes - gone into mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun.

    Smoke drifts downward from the chimneys; soft black ash the size of snowflakes coats exposed surfaces. It's as if everything is dressed in black to mourn the death of the Sun's warmth and light.

    Dogs, undistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their very blinkers.

    Dogs and horses are covered in the mud up to their eyeballs, and their owners can hardly tell which ones are theirs.

    Foot passengers, jostling one another’s umbrellas, in a general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot hold at street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers have been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound interest.

    Pedestrians fight through the crowded street, their umbrellas bumping into each other, like a seething angry mob. They slip and lose traction at street corners, like the thousands of pedestrians that came before them since the day broke (although "daybreak" is a meaningless term for a day as grey and cloudy as this one.) The mud continues to cake on their boots where the pavement ends, as if the mud was somehow multiplying like money in a rich man's investment account.

    1. it's not for naught, it's for support. if you think support is useless, that's like, your opinion, man. lots of people disagree.
    2. re: it's hopeless - counterpoint: "'you miss 100% of the shots you don't take.' --wayne gretski" --michael scott
    3. no one will be surprised pikachu, everyone knows that there's only a slim to zero chance of a not guilty verdict. who doesn't like to root for the underdog sometimes?
  • And god fucking forbid that common sense be in the language. Who the fuck needs a language with common sense, amirite?

  • Photos in iOS Trash are held for 30 days before being permanently deleted. Please go to Photos, tap "All", scroll down to the "Utilities" section and go into "Recently Deleted".

    Delete the photos from there and it should eventually free up the space (might take a bit for it to complete).

  • you misspelled "the coolest kid on your block"

  • When you hear “I’ve got this great app idea—it just needs someone to code it,” it may sound to you like you’re halfway there. But from a programmer’s point of view, that’s actually the least interesting and riskiest way to start. Here’s why:


    1. There’s no roadmap—just “code this”

    • Undefined scope: If all I have is a vague idea, I don’t know what “done” even looks like. Am I building a basic prototype? A polished product? What features must it have on day one, and what can wait until later?
    • Endless scope creep: Without clear boundaries, every conversation becomes “Just one more little thing,” and suddenly what was supposed to be a weekend project balloons into months (or years).

    2. You’re asking me to invent half the project

    • UI/UX design: How should it look and feel? What screens go where? How do users navigate? That’s a specialized discipline all its own.
    • Product strategy: Who exactly is this for? Why will they use it? How will you reach those users? If you can’t answer that, I can’t write code that solves a real problem.
    • Testing & polish: Code needs testing, bug-fixing, documentation, deployment, maintenance… none of which you’ve accounted for.

    3. No incentives, no commitment

    • Why me? Great programmers want to work on problems they find meaningful, challenging, or fun—and ideally get compensated for their time. “Just code my idea” won’t light anyone’s fire.
    • Who owns it? If I invest weekends or nights building your vision, what do I get? Equity? Pay? Recognition? Without a clear agreement, it’s a recipe for frustration and resentment.
    • Long-term support: Apps need updates, server maintenance, user support. If you haven’t thought through who handles that, you’re building technical debt.

    4. Real success stories are team sports

    • Cross-functional collaboration: The best apps come from teams that include product thinkers, designers, data analysts, marketers—and yes, developers. You can’t outsource half the work and expect a hit.
    • Iterate and learn: You start with sketches or clickable wireframes, show them to real people, iterate, then bring in developers to build a minimum viable product. That way, you’re coding something people actually want.

    What you can do instead

    1. Write a one-page spec: Describe the core problem, your ideal user, key features, and success metrics.
    2. Mock it up: Even hand-drawn sketches of each screen help communicate your vision.
    3. Validate your idea: Talk to potential users. If they’re excited, you’ve got something to build.
    4. Find a partner: A developer who’s excited by your clear plan—and who sees a fair path to reward for their effort.

    In short: coding is only about 20% of what it takes to launch a successful app. If you can’t show a programmer that you’ve thought through the other 80%, they’ll politely pass—because turning a half-baked idea into a working product is a lot more work (and risk) than it looks.

  • Belvedere: What also floats in water?

    Peasants: Bread. Apples. Very small rocks. Cider! Great gravy. Cherries. Mud. Churches, Churches!!!

  • If you know nothing about servers, linux, docker, postgres, reverse proxies, networking, https, certificates etc. then you may not be able to do this without studying these topics significantly and practicing setting up more simple services (like a plain HTTPS server with Let'sEncrypt certificates.)

  • Looking forward to hearing from you.

  • Oh look, a Culture ship Mind.

    "There was no crime in the Culture, not really. Not because people were punished—there were no punishments, as such—but because nobody wanted to commit crimes. Or if they did, there were outlets, safe simulations that hurt no one."

    -- Surface Detail, Chapter 7, Iain M. Banks

  • Memes @lemmy.ml

    What can I say to you? I remember how it felt to knead the dough.

    memes @lemmy.world

    What can I say to you? I remember how it felt to knead the dough.

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    can't make this shit up

    Memes @lemmy.ml

    can't make this shit up

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    Just gonna rub it in, aren't you?

    Memes @lemmy.ml

    Just gonna rub it in, aren't you?

    memes @lemmy.world

    Bane Luc Picard