One professor in one class has not fixed the problem. You can't generalize that to the whole university. Even for that one professor/class, it's not the case that the problem can't be fixed (it could be, quite easily), it's that the professor evidently cares so little about doing their job as an educator that they simply should no longer have a job in a university.
William James reported that a friend of his who was experimenting with nitrous oxide gas kept thinking he'd solved the riddle of the universe when high, but kept forgetting what he'd figured out when he woke up in the morning, so he kept a pen and paper next to him while high and rushed down the following morning to see that he'd written "A smell of petroleum prevails throughout."
It’s a technical distinction. The last true “budget” was FY1997. Otherwise, CRs are used until some kind appropriations bill can be passed. The problem is, that appropriations bill isn’t a true budget as money was already spent via CR.
I've noticed the occasional momentary failure to resize a window, and this probably explains it, but it's worth noting that the cursor changes to a "resize arrows" cursor when it enters the resizing zone, so as long as I'm paying attention I know exactly when I can or can't click and drag to resize. It is preposterous that much of the zone actually lies outside of the visible bounds of the window.
In what way does it make fun of it? It's simply an example of it. And with no apparent way to turn it off. (Edit: There is a non-apparent way to turn it off. I still think having irritating visual effects doesn't constitute making fun of irritating visual effects.)
One time in Boston a stranger literally pulled me back to the curb as I was about to walk out in front of a turning UPS truck. (This was long before smartphones; I was just being an oblivious idiot without any technological assistance.)
I still do - good quality Datto Fairladys (as they were sold in my country) attract very good resale prices here. They're just so gorgeous, and they do fang it nicely.
Here's how to cure yourself of that. Buy a used one. Use it to commute down a very curvy mountain road every weekday. Start feeling like a real fast driver. One day while really stretching the envelope and sliding around corners, get passed by a 1972 Gremlin like you're standing still. Give up, sell the car and buy a pickup truck.
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