Apparently, one should follow this advice when confronted by a knife-wielding thug.
I have a slightly different take:

…but that’s just me. Your opinion may differ.
Apparently, one should follow this advice when confronted by a knife-wielding thug.
I have a slightly different take:

…but that’s just me. Your opinion may differ.
Some fuckwit sent me one of these email messages the other day. I don’t know what he/she expected me to do, but I ignored it. Then I got a follow-up email, threatening me with still worse consequences if I didn’t pay up, whereupon I replied as follows (using an anonymized go-between server):
I don’t know what you expected to get from me, but instead of money, here’s my response:
Do what you want, then fuck off and die. Preferably from some painful cancer. Even better, I hope your entire family dies from the same illness.
P.S. What you referred to as my “password”, isn’t. You’re not even competent enough to threaten me.
Sheesh. They must think I’m vulnerable, or something. I wish I could spend ten minutes with one of these people — just me and a Sawzall.
“That which government cannot force you to do because of Constitutional- or legal prohibition, it will force your employer to do on their behalf.”
Such as with the execrable “voluntary” wellness programs (whatever the fuck that means). Thank goodness I don’t work for Global MegaCorp Inc. anymore, or else I’d burn out the pic below (which I’d be constantly sending in response to their latest poxy diktat ):

“You may make a bad mistake; the company you work for can make an even worse mistake; but to really screw things up, you need government.”
Kim’s Corollary:
“…and the higher the level of government, the exponentially-greater the mistake will be.”
Hence the recent pronouncement which basically states that absolutely everything the fucking federal government has ever told you about health and nutrition, is wrong. Not just wrong, but catastrophically wrong.
As I’ve said countless times before: I longer believe anything the government — any level of government — tells me, whatever the topic.
And if we want to wander into the Tinfoil Hat Forest ever so slightly, we may note that in the above case, the beneficiaries of said bad governmental advice have been the pharmaceutical companies who, incidentally, hire lobbyists and donate barrow-loads of money to politicians.
Protip: if you ever look at the “Department” subheadings under my post title, and see the words “Advice” and “Gummint” appearing simultaneously, you’ll have fair warning as to where the post content will be going.
This time, it’s for a cordless screwdriver, of this ilk:

Confession: for most of my life I’ve used a variable-speed electric drill to drive screws home, because my experiences with the battery-type were universally bad. But my Bosch drills are too cumbersome, too powerful and too heavy for furniture assembly — they’re fine for construction, less so for cabinetmaking — and as I’m about to assemble some Ikea bookcases in the near future*, I need a decent cordless screwdriver. As always, I want to buy quality — not professional, but close to it — because if the damn thing breaks in mid-task, I will not be responsible for the rage which ensues. Ditto if the damn battery only works for ten minutes before expiring.
All recommendations will be gratefully received.
*Don’t chide me, I have very specific dimension needs, and the Swedish joint is the only place which has suitable bookcases — believe me, I’ve looked.
Unless anyone tells me a serious horror story, I think I’m going with this combo:

Simple, cheap, cheap-to-run, duplex and small footprint (remember, I’ll be in an apartment with limited counter space). And I’m not into the Amazon replenishment thing, given that each toner cartridge will last me about a year, and by buying two, I’ll just buy a new one each time the first one runs out.
I’ll only be ordering it around the end of the month, so feel free to disapprove of / shoot down my choice.
And many thanks for all the advice.