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  • You don’t need a static IP, you just have to keep track of what your current dynamic IP is.

    You still need a public IP address. More and more often, IPv4 services are provided behind CGNAT, which won’t be able to work as you describe.

    If you don’t have a public IPv4 for your LAN you can use IPv6. Or, you can reverse proxy your services through a gateway with a public IPv4.

    I use a a reverse proxy (Pangolin) running on a VPS. A Newt tunnel connects my LAN to to Pangolin, exposing my local services via subdomains.

    /edit; vpns are good and all, but they require you to setup software on the remote device to connect to it, and that typically routes most if not all your traffic back to the vpn server then out to the internet. That can create speed/bandwidth issues.

    Tailscale, ZeroTier, and other similar services generally establish direct tunnels between devices, without a separate VPN server. They use a central service merely as a sort of common meeting point (STUN/TURN) for the devices to figure out how to establish direct tunnel(s).









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    To get a pi ratio, you need one measurement to be made with the diameter of the wheel, and another made with the circumference of the same wheel. You can certainly use ropes, but one of those ropes needs to be a multiple of the diameter, and the other a multiple of the circumference.

    You might be measuring short lengths with a particular unit, say, a “stick”. To get consistent longer measurements, you might measure 100 turns of rope around a spool one “stick” in diameter. The length of that rope might be called a “string”.

    The architects of a building might pound two rods into the ground, one “string” apart, and tell the masons to construct a wall between those rods. The architect wants a wall; the architect doesn’t particularly care how long the bricks are. The masons don’t particularly care how long the wall is going to be, just where they need to start and stop. The brickyard workers don’t care how long a string is, they just need a consistent measurement for their molds.

    Nobody involved particularly cares about pi, and yet the resulting building will have pi ratios all over the place.




  • I’ve got no problem with this measure, but it doesn’t really address the real issue. Getting the video isn’t the problem. Ensuring the video exists is the problem. If the video is known to exist, it can be subpoenaed pretty easily if it is ever needed. But they constantly shut off their body cameras, or “lose” the files before they pull the worst of their illegal shit.

    What is really needed is for the body camera to be used as their punch clock. They shouldn’t be getting paid unless their camera is running. They should be turning in 40 hours of video for 40 hours of pay. And when an hour suddenly goes missing while they are supposed to be on duty, the sudden absence of video becomes damning evidence when that hour coincides with an accusation of malfeasance.

    Bodycam Punchclocks are what we need.


  • Used to deliver. Two small, neighboring cities have a lot of their major streets named the same: chestnut, maple, things like that. Completely different streets, they never came anywhere close to each other. One city used three digit house numbers, the other used four digit numbers.

    Very often, I would get sent to places 1234 Maple in Threeland, or 567 Chestnut in Fourville. Addresses that I knew didn’t exist, but the app would still place a pin and expect me to be there.

    After a few confusing attempts, I learned that if I tried to deliver to the intended address, I’d get a violation. If I just “delivered” to the GPS pin, I’d get paid.

    Got so much free food…






  • To counter this threat, they instituted two positive reforms: bulletproof, locking cockpit doors, and armed air marshals. No longer would pilots respond to a threat in the cabin of the aircraft, allowing the attackers to control the plane directly or indirectly, and an air marshal on board can eliminate any actual threat to passengers.

    The actual reform came a little earlier. The actual reform was “Let’s Roll”.

    Prior to Flight 93, the assumption was that the visible hijackers had a hidden accomplice with a bomb. Hollywood told us that anyone trying to be a “hero” would get everyone killed. That cultural mindset was entirely responsible for 9/11.

    “Let’s Roll” was the attitude change on Flight 93, when they realized there was something worse than getting all the passengers killed. “Let’s Roll” is the idea that we are each personally responsible for providing our own security and protecting those around us. “Let’s Roll” is the recognition that appeasement is bullshit.

    Air marshals are just more security theater. They aren’t likely to be present when needed, and they certainly can’t be trusted to “eliminate any actual threat to passengers”.



  • Yeah, I’m trying to purge similar language from my own vocabulary. Growing up, that was just the language we used. Thinking about now, it really doesn’t make a lot of sense. I mean, the world would be a better place if a few more people sucked a few more dicks. The last thing I want to do is portray dick-eatery as some sort of degrading act.

    “Suck start a shotgun” is my usual replacement. But, while sufficiently vulgar, the implied violence doesn’t seem to match the intent here.

    “Fellate a futon” is quite apropos, but doesn’t have quite the same punch.

    “Suck the shit out of Donny’s Diaper” is the best I can come up with. I suppose that could theoretically be considered offensive to incontinent-Americans. However, I’ve shat myself on rare occasions, and I don’t think a reasonable person would consider the command to be derogatory of me and my fellow pants-shitters. Certainly not as disrespectful of the shitter as it is to the Corporal Couchfucker. The thought of him eagerly slurping up Don’s dirty skivvies adequately portrays the depth of my disgust for Vance.