Original creators and maintainers are hitting retirement age.

And not many good younger people are available to take the mantle.

This is the long-term cost of how persnickety FOSS maintainers are when it comes to accepting outside contributions to their work.

One thing I would like to say for people who aren't familiar and won't read the article:

Every federal agency has its own FOIA team, in this case the OPM FOIA team was slaughtered and flayed for sport. It's possible other agency's FOIA teams were removed, but also more likely that they still exist. This wasn't a blanket death of all FOIA, just the death of arguably the most important FOIA team

Man we had someone in the army do this. Army doctrine is either outdated or very accessible to the poor, I don't fuckin know, but you aren't required to have a phone.

So this one weird junior Joe just decided he didn't need a phone. Got rid of it, and as a result never got the information he needed on army shit. I loved him for it, and by the law he was in the right. Can't tell him to get a phone.

Unfortunately I was his team lead, and every time my chain of command decided to put out bullshit last minute information over text I had to tell them to suck it and pvt NoPhone wouldn't be at their surprise formation.

Sometimes for important stuff I would have to drive to the barracks and knock on homies door to let him know there's surprise inspections or piss tests and shit.

The workplace should operate entirely without external communication. It worked since the dawn of man, and it should continue to work until the end of man if we want any semblance of work-life balance.

The second arrest was of Anthony Rosario, Teamsters organizer and former UPS driver who was a leader in the 1997 UPS strike.

Rosario says he and the workers were complying with police officers’ demand to let one truck through every two to three minutes. When police began trying to let more trucks through, he says, he “continued to walk, using my right … and you know, they just decided to arrest me.

I'd love to see the charge

This is too victim complex-y. You can wear tee shirts supporting violence, nobody is going to arrest you.

Mike would walk into random meetings that he didn't belong in, lay his head on the table, and knock out. Snored loud as fuck. He did this in my meetings alone at least three times a week.

He'd be found sleeping in the driver seat of his car about once a day too, clocking hours.

I saw the dude sneak up on a lot of people and assault them. Smack mens asses, rub women's shoulders, he put this catholic nerd in a chokehold and whispered "security can't help you here, n****" and then let him go.

He'd talk about how sick work from home was, how he'd just play NBA2K and Tekken all day, work on his car, sleep, and get paid.

Homie worked with us for like 3 or 4 months before he got fired. When he left, I got assigned his work. He had one ticket. It was three months old, and it was to update some software on our platform from vX to vX+1. It took me three minutes.

Dude was reading comic books at his desk the entire time he was there. He was really living the dream for a minute, I heard after he got fired that he moved from computers to car mechanic.

Matt Parker has a video explaining how this art installation didn't actually do the math right, and the pyramid is one cube off.

In 1200 years it will end with missing one piece lmao

Kid's destined for LAPD

To add on to this because the Wikipedia page doesn't actually explain it at all for some reason:

Nominet Ltd was in charge of all .uk top level domain registrations, and they simply decided that they wouldn't allow anybody to register with a raw .uk domain. As far as I can tell, they allowed .co.uk, .org.uk, .me.uk, and other such things according to what the websites claimed purposes were going to be. In 2014 they changed their minds and decided anyone can apply for the raw .uk top level domain, and now newer websites can just be called shitcum.uk

I can imagine a few reasons why huge websites like Google and Amazon don't switch their URLs to google.uk just from a business/corporate perspective. It's probably seen as a lot of money and man-hours to register the new domains, redirect their .co.uk to the new .uk domain (for how long do you even want to pay for both domains?), and the headaches of janky issues arising from the changed domain like possibly third-party APIs breaking or Boomers bookmarks no longer working.

Now we have shit buildings, and shit food, what part of this is good

Guy was having fun being a menace, and making 6-figures.

He would also record/take pictures of girls he'd meet online, and show off their nudes to people at work. And complain about paying child support. Gross ass dude.

He was hired on the recommendation of an already existing (seemingly normal) employee. Once mike got fired, his recommender immediately ""quit"" before they could also get fired

Pirating movies and games can't kill you

Home brewing seizure medication can

Bro he got 14 matches in four years, how can he afford to have standards. If he has any more standards, he will get ZERO matches

Also you can request this data from tinder and bumble support

Doing dumb shit training in the woods for the Army. My platoon finds an area, sets up perimeter, and I post up to my spot pulling security staring out into the woods. I start digging a fox hole to chill in. It's about 105⁰, 100% humidity and tornado season.

God Bless America.

I spend a bit over an hour digging my shallow-as-shit hole before noticing there is a lot of ticks in it. Like a lot more than I've ever seen. I'm so God damn tired I about knock out anyway, fuck the ticks.

Some dickhead tells me that ticks hate sulfur.

"If you rub a bunch of sulfur on your body they won't eat you." ??? Okay you backwoods Hick bastard, you better not be lying to me. I spend the last of my energy putting a tarp above my hole, covering the tick ground with a towel, eating some matches, praying the ticks fuck off from my sulfury sweat, and waiting for it to get dark.

It starts thunderstorming.

Maybe it's just because I grew up in the north, but there is something viscerally WRONG about it being a hundred degrees out and having this much rain coming down. Hot air and cold rain at the same time. I go to sleep in my foxhole, expecting to be woken up in a couple hours for fireguard and having contracted Lyme disease for Uncle Sam.

Just kidding. Big ole ugly Platoon Sarge sees my genius tarp protecting me from the rain and gets jealous of my galactic brain. Just cuts the corners off the tarp with his ten dollar PX Gerber knife and smokes me for showing the "enemy" where my foxhole is. Gonna love the fist fight I'll have with CIF later when they ask where my tarp is. I go to sleep.

That stupid red tinted Vietnam-era flashlight hits me in the eyes.

"Hey, wake up, you're on fire guard." Wake up, it's pitch black, and my hole is flooded with rain water. I've never felt colder and closer to death. Whole body was permanently tensed and shivering. I feel numb. Extra numb in my back though. I pull out my light and check. My back is COVERED in ticks. Dozens. Maybe even a hundreds.

They're having a king-sized FEAST from my left ass cheek to center-back.

I forget that I'm frozen solid, full fucking sprint to the least wet ground, stop drop and roll, sprint to the other guy on fireguard, and tell this man in the loudest whisper possible to just SMASH everything on my back. I guess that spot is about where your kidneys are, huh. My retarded 19 year old self didn't really know what a kidney punch felt like, but then the fireguard homie saw the ticks and bashed my shit in with the stock of his M4.

I couldn't even make a sound. The pain was crazy. It was probably about 2am in a forest, I am about one degree from my brain freezing solid, missing half of my blood and back flesh to this God damn tick egg colony, might have just lost one of my kidneys, and didn't even have live ammunition to blow my brains out and end it all. And this fucking guy I barely knew was just slapping away at my bare back with his hands like I was some whore he picked up at the bar.

Anyways, turns out whatever the hell super soldier serum they shoot in your ass when you join was good enough to keep me alive that night. Definitely didn't guard any fires like I was supposed to. I pissed blood for a bit and have a huge ugly scar on my back, but amazingly didn't get any diseases. Even got to keep the kidney, woo.

Eating the matchstick didn't help, -1/10 do not recommend. Kinda feel bad for giving the kid that bashed me some tick-PTSD too.

Embarrassing comment

DeepSeek claimed the model training took 2,788 thousand H800 GPU hours, which, at a cost of $2/GPU hour, comes out to a mere $5.576 million.

That seems impossibly low.

DeepSeek is clear that these costs are only for the final training run, and exclude all other expenses