I know exactly how he feels!
Hey! Let’s all hook our minds up to computers, and be real smart!
Words fail me.
Today our computers decided to deny us access to our email: first one, then the other. Patty, with more than a little colorful language, got the email back. Then the computers said, “Oh, yeah?” and stopped me from getting to my blog. Mozilla Firefox was the big offender: just flat-out went on strike. Looks like they changed the format without telling anybody.
If these computers had been operating my car as I was zooming down the Garden State Parkway, you’d see the results on the evening news tonight.
Now I’m coming to you via Google Chrome, until that decides to go belly-up, too.
If I suddenly disappear, rest assured it’s not my fault! $#@#$%&!
Wow! Shazzam! It worked!
My chess buddy “WannaBe” told me how to obtain a search bar for this Chrome page, and to my amazed delight, it worked.
The animal in the picture will be familiar to readers of The Thunder King. The Volkswagen is an anachronism. I didn’t put any Volkswagens in The Thunder King.
You wouldn’t believe what I had to go through to post this image. Don’t even ask.
I have a stats page now, which I can gain access to by using Google Chrome instead of Mozilla Firefox… only now there ain’t no search bar, so how am I going to find and plug in images to go with the post? The search bar seems to have vanished altogether. Like maybe it got dragged under the vicar’s backyard wading pool…
Lord, give me strength!
You know how, if you don’t stay on top of it and regularly delete lots and lots of stuff, you suddenly wind up with ten thousand emails? And you can’t find any of the important items because they’re lost in a sea of junk?
Well, tonight this genius machine has decided not to let me delete emails anymore. I will have to wake up my wife to see if she can fix it.
My editor’s computer has decided to receive only some of its emails some of the time.
We’ll never create genuine artificial intelligence; but we have truly mastered artificial stupidity.
Excuse me for a moment… EEEEYAAAAH—!
We have this computer and the laptop, and they both were a mess this afternoon. I can’t even try to explain what was wrong with them. The only thing they had in common was that Firefox didn’t work on either one and both had Malwarebytes going postal on us. Everything else went wrong with them, too.
So let me say this now, in public: my wife is the smartest person I know. She wrestled with the bloody things and finally got them back to normal. All self-taught, to boot. Go to the head of the class, Patty. You da man… so to speak. I have no idea how she does it.
So, we’re back in business, at least until the next computer gehenna. Anybody interested in hooking his or her brain up to a great big master computer somewhere? Any takers?
(Thanks to Linda for the news tip)
A former executive with Google has filed papers with the IRS preparatory to setting up “an official religion of technology… with the goal of creating a godhead” (https://pjmedia.com/faith/ex-google-executive-registers-first-church-of-ai-with-irs/). Meanwhile the tech wizards at WordPress can’t figure out how to make my news links link to any news.
I’m sure this subject comes up somewhere in the Bible. Lemme see now…
Their idols are silver and gold, the work of men’s hands… They that make them are like unto them; so is every one that trusteth in them. —Psalm 115
I think there’s even a technical term for this. Now what could it be? Ooh-ooh, I know! Idol worship!
Excuse me. Batteries were running low, and had to interrupt my post to plug this laptop into the wall. I wonder what they’ll do when their godhead runs out of juice.
Can you believe it? People who are supposed to be smart, but who in fact are gibbering morons, actually propose to worship something that they create with their own hands. Not only is this foolishness; it is incredibly ancient foolishness. Ours is the most expensively and time-consumingly “educated” society in all of human history. And if that doesn’t make you laugh out loud, it ought to make you cry.
O Lord our God, please remember, when you judge our country, that these things are done without our consent, against our will, and over our objections. Amen.
When a little kitten chases its tail, it’s cute and funny. When a 68-year-old man does it, they begin measuring him for a rubber room.
I just knew this day could not go by without WordPress coming up with yet another stupid problem. And this one’s a beauty.
They’ve got me a new follower for my blog. Me. Yeah, I’m listed as a follower of my own blog. I lead it and follow it at the same time. No wonder I’m confused. No wonder my readership is down. Who wants to read someone that egotistical?
Wait’ll these geniuses find out that the Indus Valley Script has never been deciphered. That’ll be next. Re-do all the posts in Indus Valley Script. Ain’t it fun to run a tech company?