thanatoid
Tue Apr 01 00:23:54 PDT 2008
"rod" <pookiethai@NOSPAMiprimus.com.au> wrote in
news:OxYWO97kIHA.5660@TK2MSFTNGP02.phx.gbl:
> Nah! no such thing as wrong, one expression is just less
> correct than another.
> the files ar like a dog's breakfast,
> they're in folders, pers backups, copied folders, you name
> it.
>
> With Agent coalsack I just set the modified date
> run the utility
> select the appropriate files and dump 'em
>
> That suits my expertise, after all I think I belong to
> the species that last stood upright. (about 4 years ago)
>
>> Is it easier to rename the folders than the files?
>> I hate getting it wrong EVERY time
You know, I saw the previous post, and I couldn't even
understand WHAT the fuck it was about.
Don't tell me that after directories and folders, the brave new
crowds of "computer literates" are now confusing files and
directories, excuse me, folders, excuse me, documents...
Oh, the humanity...
--
Savagery of the relationships between people. Here, everyone is
on the make, all of them doing their damndest to take someone
else by surprise, to relieve this man of his property, to enjoy
that girl's flesh. There is no gentleness, there are only
pleasures. Eyes which already devour the easy prey offered them,
eyes which seek out the chink in the armour, the weak point, the
little patch of pale skin into which the nails can sink and
bring blood spurting out. Spying eyes, fierce eyes, sharp eyes
which loathe and wound. A look which passes summary judgment, a
knowing look, one which wants, not to understand, but to keep at
a distance, to consume at a distance. A kind of tentacle, eye-
sucker clamped to the intellect's stomach. The world is not
pure. The world is free, roamed by wild animals, inhabited by
greedy, hate-filled monsters. Loneliness, indifference: hatred.
J.M.G. LeClézio