That's how it worked on my old phone, you got a message notification but it cost you to actually read it. No clue if they sent the message content before the paywall or if it pulled it down afterward.
But it also meant you could use your phone basically as a beeper without paying for texts. Just see who sent you a message, ignore the actual message and call them.
We have. You can buy cheap-ass smartphones at Walmart, etc with ads baked into the OS. Lots of my folks are pretty broke living down in Louisiana and have them. If you need a phone cheap, say for example you can't afford a real phone and you're planning to sell some drugs, they're some of the cheapest usable phones you can get.
I mean.... Technically speaking the guy didn't really hurt anyone else... I don't know that I'd call him a terrorist over this. Stupid? Maybe. Misguided? Most definitely. But if the only person he hurt is himself I don't think that's grounds to be called terrorism. Frankly I think a person should have the right to set themselves on fire if they want to. Same way they have the right, technically, to eat a bullet in the garage or take a long fall with a short rope. Nobody wants to see it happen, and it is "illegal" in such a fashion that emergency services can come legally enter your home without permission to prevent a suicide in progress, but the right to self harm should be covered under bodily autonomy. I'm not going to idolize this guy but I don't think his name should be stricken from history as though this was some heinous act of terrorism. He aimed to sacrifice his own life and no one else's to bring visibility to his protest. I may not agree with it but I think you should be allowed that.
Allegedly, making an active effort towards lucid dreaming increases the rate of incidence of sleep paralysis by some ridiculous amount. Which makes sense, because in lucid dreaming you're essentially trying to trick your brain into retaining conscious processing during a dream.
Never tried myself, but if you're not afraid of the paralysis demons, it's a win win. You either succeed and get to lucid dream on the regular which kicks ass, or you don't succeed and start having nightly visits from Slim Jimmy.
I fucking love this post and reference it constantly to my programmer friends. It's one of my favorite bits of writing to exist, honestly.
For that matter, actually, pretty much everything Peter Welch writes is great. I highly recommend taking a peek through the rest of his blog. I liked it so much I bought one of his books.
Depends on the project. Dwarf Fortress for instance survived about a dozen years completely on donations. But that's a video game, not a tool (and one that people feel quite strongly about as well).
Once when I was mowing the lawn as a kid I accidentally stepped in a hidden hole near our garden that had a yellowjacket nest in it (yeah, the little fuckers nest in the ground). Fell over, almost broke my knee backwards because, y'know, stepped in a hole by accident. Found out about 1.8 seconds later that hole had a gorillion yellowjackets inside, when the entire nest immediately stung the piss out of me and then swarmed out of the nest to chase me across my own lawn. At this time I'm like 13 and already not a tough kid, I'm screaming, crying, blindly flailing my way back towards my house, falling over, getting up, falling over again because my leg is now made of fire, the entire time getting chased by a swarm of yellowjackets, they're getting in my hair, they're crawling under my clothes, I got stung multiple times on every fucking body part that exists. I got stung on the leg, on my face, on my chest, I got stung on my cock and balls three times by these sons of bitches and then in my infinite wisdom I crashed through the front door into my house and called for my mom to help, trailing 12,861 yellowjackets on and about my person, she was not very happy with me that day after the immediate danger was over. They got into everything. We ended up paying to bug bomb the house and I kept finding yellowjacket bodies in weird corners for the next two years.
Turns out, I'm apparently not allergic to those, because if I was I would definitely have died and even not being allergic recovery was the most intensely awful couple of weeks I've ever experienced in my life. Now, I do not fuck with the yellowjackets. I DO NOT FUCK with the yellowjackets. If I can't immediately firebomb them out of existence I will call a professional to firebomb them out of existence the same hour I discover them. Fuck 'em.
Coat arms would probably drag on the ground otherwise, and anyone wearing a coat like this isn't going to need their hands. They've got people for that.
That's how it worked on my old phone, you got a message notification but it cost you to actually read it. No clue if they sent the message content before the paywall or if it pulled it down afterward.
But it also meant you could use your phone basically as a beeper without paying for texts. Just see who sent you a message, ignore the actual message and call them.