Adulthood doubles the frames: add one with no bench, and one with someone putting a bench in front of the child. The conclusion doesn’t change: it’s the kid’s fault for tripping over the bench. We just collectively ignore that the kid was fine until someone put a bench in the way.

So, all the uploaders deserve a ban?

Plot twist: the toddler has a multi-year marketing push worth tens if not hundreds of millions, which convinced a lot of people who don’t know the first thing about chess that it really is very impressive, and all those chess-types are just jealous.

Agreed.

Huh, I didn’t know people anyone even painted with baby oil.

I cannot confirm nor deny this, but the fact remains that Deloreans still exist today. And I do not recall ever hearing any stories about rust. Which, given its infamy, one would think would have been part of the lore by now if it was a thing.

Fascism 101.

This is something that even larger corps struggle with. My old company would buy some other company, lay off a bunch of people, others would quit, and then it was shocked Pikachu faces all around when That One Thing stopped working in an office they turned into a ghost town and, well, no, nobody was going to be there until Monday morning to power cycle etc. True lights out/OOB reachability is WORK. And there’s always going to be a SPOF somewhere that requires hands on-site.

Do what you can, when you can. And thank you for all that y’all have done so far.

I don’t even know how many MP3s you can store with 400 qubits.

That’s ridiculous. Nobody knows how long a gallon is.

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Thanks for the heads up, try not to stress too much.