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8 days agoNoFx - “Vanilla Sex” hits hard after all these years


NoFx - “Vanilla Sex” hits hard after all these years


Thanks friend. I only knew of the JEDEC terms, TIL.


This is the first time I’ve ever seen it misspelled like that. It’s ‘terabyte/terabytes’. 1,024 GBs worth of data.
It’s a travesty! I just went through this barbed wire circus! Swore to all my friends that Anker branded cables are “the way”. Sank a good amount of my money into that brand. Only to find that while yes, they excel in power delivery, many times when it comes to Data Transfer Rates, these new Anker cables are maxing out at 480Mbps. That’s USB ver. 2.0 speed. In a 2025 USB-C form factor. Other brands are pushing 40Gbps and Anker is just like the brandname (in Dutch): an anchor. I’m so peeved at the fact these manufacturers don’t do like the IEEE did regarding Ethernet cables: printed every X distance is the standard, right on the jacketing. You can’t tell me these USB cable manufacturers can’t follow suit. It’s USB! Need we all buy USB-IF compliant consumables? Is this really where we are this late into USB ver 3.X now going into USB ver. 4 ?!
I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s worth, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be. We know things are bad - worse than bad. They’re crazy. It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, ‘Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.’ Well, I’m not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot - I don’t want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad. You’ve got to say, ‘I’m a HUMAN BEING, God damn it! My life has VALUE!’ So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell, ‘I’M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!’ I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell - ‘I’m as mad as hell and I’m not going to take this anymore!’ Things have got to change. But first, you’ve gotta get mad!.. You’ve got to say, ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!’ Then we’ll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: “I’M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!”