News that is currently making me rarr:
1. Strava getting sued by the family of a guy who got himself killed riding like a maniac downhill because he wanted his KOM back. It’s not Strava’s fault he was an idiot. (If I ever kill myself riding like a maniac in search of a QOM you can call me an idiot too.) And don’t tell me it’s not nice to speak ill of the dead. Dying doesn’t all of a sudden turn an idiot into a genius. (Or, for that matter, a gang member into a “good kid” or an asshole into a “nice guy”, although those have nothing to do with this particular guy.)
2. Netflix potentially being forced to provide closed captioning. At the risk of sounding like I hate disabled people, which I don’t, but if someone reads this and concludes I do it won’t matter if I say I don’t anyway, if this goes through it will open a huge can of worms. You know those ADA lawsuits that put mom and pop shops out of business? Now imagine that for the internet.
3. An injunction against the Galaxy Tab 10.1. By “virtually indistinguishable,” I believe the judge actually meant to say, “I am a technology n00b,” which leads me to an even larger rant about how our lawmakers don’t understand technology enough to legislate it, and, more importantly, innovation, properly. Speaking of which, the practice of stifling innovation with lawsuits using patents granted by people who don’t understand them is, in a word, disgusting.
I was going to say that these things make me rarr because I can’t do anything about them, but I suppose I could go find the family, the lawsuit plaintiffs, and the judge, punch each of them on the nose, and tell them to quit being a poopiehead. But that might hurt my hand, and poopieheads are not worth hurting my hand on. So rarr.
Rarring doesn’t make me feel better, but run-on sentences do.