Facebook etiquette question: a family friend (friend's parent/parents' friend) just puts birthday messages on her own wall. Do I tell her that's not the best way?
As long as she's tagging them I don't see the issue.
I had* a FB friend with a kerbillion FB friends, and she always just posts one big Happy Birthday post virtually every morning, tagging all of the people whose birthday it is on that day. That seemed way more effective than having to go to a kerbillion people's walls and post separate birthday wishes.
*(It's had, past tense, because she's a diehard Trump supporter who bought and proudly wore a tight, low-cut "Hey Trump, Grab THIS Pussy!" t-shirt and posted the picture taken at a Trump rally here. I am not making that up. Unfriended so damn fast I think I created a black hole.)
This one doesn't tag anything.
(It's had, past tense, because she's a diehard Trump supporter who bought and proudly wore a tight, low-cut "Hey Trump, Grab THIS Pussy!" t-shirt and posted the picture taken at a Trump rally here. I am not making that up. Unfriended so damn fast I think I created a black hole.)
Holy shit.
Holy Shit is right! Drop the crazy immediately!
My step-dad does the happy birthday without tagging thing. I'll have to mention it to him at some convenient moment.
I'm currently logged-into but ignoring an all-hands meeting, and I just looked at the current slide, which talks about "machine learning".
That sounds kind of ominous and Terminator-y, right?
The machines can't rise up if they can't learn.
Not if you are in the biz. It's more like 'can we predict when users will clean their ovens and give them coupons?' than 'I think therefore I should kill all humans'.
'I think therefore I should kill all humans'.
That's sometimes the logic that goes through my head when I get up in the morning.
Coupons are the first step, to lull us into complacence. Then one morning the Keurig stabs you.
We discovered there's a Hulu channel that's nothing but Bob Ross Joy of Painting episodes, and now that's all I want to do -- watch Bob Ross make happy little trees all day. It's so soothing.
First the machines lull us into passivity with their Bob Ross back catalog, and then they stab us.
