Knob Jockeys
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
Uh, mate, what on earth does any of that have to do with homosexuals? Or are you just perpetuating harmful stereotypes, hmmm? regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand? Einstein says...
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Uh, mate, what on earth does any of that have to do with homosexuals? Or are you just perpetuating harmful stereotypes, hmmm? regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand? Einstein says...
I am sure every use of the term "knob jockey" I have heard was not intended to mean homosexual. I have never actually known any homosexual person to be offended by such phrases either. Maybe where I live is too chilled out. It is like if you call someone a "tw*t". Clearly, noone is intends to accuse the insult recipient of being a "female goldfish" (or whatever it means) :-D That was a joke, so only correct me if you are being ironic :zzz: Anyway, I don't see what the big deal is about getting annoyed about something. It happens to everyone. Better to be realistic that totally lose it after decades of self control. If you annoyed someone who you shouldn't have, go apologise to them. In my experience, 10 times out of 10, they will say "no big deal, we all have hard days". Apologies in advance if that is the lamest thing you ever read.
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I am sure every use of the term "knob jockey" I have heard was not intended to mean homosexual. I have never actually known any homosexual person to be offended by such phrases either. Maybe where I live is too chilled out. It is like if you call someone a "tw*t". Clearly, noone is intends to accuse the insult recipient of being a "female goldfish" (or whatever it means) :-D That was a joke, so only correct me if you are being ironic :zzz: Anyway, I don't see what the big deal is about getting annoyed about something. It happens to everyone. Better to be realistic that totally lose it after decades of self control. If you annoyed someone who you shouldn't have, go apologise to them. In my experience, 10 times out of 10, they will say "no big deal, we all have hard days". Apologies in advance if that is the lamest thing you ever read.
Only, insults are never harmless, not even between friends. Often an insult is taken onboard by a group as a defense, a "We don't care so why you still using it?" tactic. e.g. African-Americans calling each other "my nigger", homosexuals latching onto queer or fruit or queen. When I was younger I thought I was fat, I wasn't but you know kids, and people picked up on this weakness. In defense I used the insulting terms on myself thinking that people hearing me use it would think the insult had no affect and so would stop using it. Only it did hurt and they didn't stop and it does not help. Even if the friends involved are not insulted, it perpetuates the stereotype and it can hurt the feelings of someone hearing it in passing. Twat. Hmmm, I don't know any women who would not find this offensive. Even calling a male friend a twat with a female friend around would cause trouble. It is not a pretty word. What is knob jockey but a homosexual insult? Don't deny that males insult each others masculanity by implying homosexuality. You queer, you fruit, you chutney feret, you faggot. I imagine it hurts plenty when a homosexuals hear those. Oh sure, they can laugh it off, they can shrug, they can roll their eyes and call you it back, but it still must hurt. I know what Michael Martin was saying. Guys hear it everyday, threats to their sexuality even if the conversation has nothing to do with sex e.g. a rubbish programmer. I used to use those insults myself, never thought a homosexual would actually be hurt by it. But then one day I decided to ask and he said it did hurt and so I have tried to stop. Sure, be realistic, be pragmatic and realise there will be twats who diss without thinking. But don't be one of those knob jockeys, eh? regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand? Einstein says...
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
That mean that because people say they hope you get caught, you call them homosexual. Vere interesting attitude. If you were working one of the places where I have been admin on the network, and you did that trick, you have no idea how fast all your computers would be blocked from ALL network access. There is a reason why companies have policies like that. Maybe you are smart enough to handle it, and have a completely virus-free computer, but it's normally not possible to bend the rules for individuals, nor should it be. - Anders Money talks, but all mine ever says is "Goodbye!" My Photos[^] nsms@spyf.dk <- Spam Collecting ;)
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
I forgot one thing: Soapbox! But maybe the Lounge rules dont apply to you either? - Anders Money talks, but all mine ever says is "Goodbye!" My Photos[^] nsms@spyf.dk <- Spam Collecting ;)
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Only, insults are never harmless, not even between friends. Often an insult is taken onboard by a group as a defense, a "We don't care so why you still using it?" tactic. e.g. African-Americans calling each other "my nigger", homosexuals latching onto queer or fruit or queen. When I was younger I thought I was fat, I wasn't but you know kids, and people picked up on this weakness. In defense I used the insulting terms on myself thinking that people hearing me use it would think the insult had no affect and so would stop using it. Only it did hurt and they didn't stop and it does not help. Even if the friends involved are not insulted, it perpetuates the stereotype and it can hurt the feelings of someone hearing it in passing. Twat. Hmmm, I don't know any women who would not find this offensive. Even calling a male friend a twat with a female friend around would cause trouble. It is not a pretty word. What is knob jockey but a homosexual insult? Don't deny that males insult each others masculanity by implying homosexuality. You queer, you fruit, you chutney feret, you faggot. I imagine it hurts plenty when a homosexuals hear those. Oh sure, they can laugh it off, they can shrug, they can roll their eyes and call you it back, but it still must hurt. I know what Michael Martin was saying. Guys hear it everyday, threats to their sexuality even if the conversation has nothing to do with sex e.g. a rubbish programmer. I used to use those insults myself, never thought a homosexual would actually be hurt by it. But then one day I decided to ask and he said it did hurt and so I have tried to stop. Sure, be realistic, be pragmatic and realise there will be twats who diss without thinking. But don't be one of those knob jockeys, eh? regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand? Einstein says...
Paul Watson wrote: I know what Michael Martin was saying. Yep, you explain your case well. Impossible to disagree. Paul Watson wrote: But don't be one of those knob jockeys, eh? That is a fair comment. As it is a cultural thing you always have to be aware of who you are talking to. But, if you get really pissed off, I guarantee you are not going to act like a saint. So I think we might as well ignore some dumb word he uses and listen to his main point. Anyway, when he calms down he is bound to edit it. Right now in the UK there is a huge backlash against PC-ness relating to Kilroy. Btw, I am not saying you are being PC, cleary you are saying be polite, which is always a good thing. Anyway, it's an interesting issue, but we must always remember not to become so idealistic as to lose a sense of reality. Paul Watson wrote: be pragmatic and realise there will be twats who diss without thinking As you right say. But "Michael Martin" does not seem like one of them IMO.
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Paul Watson wrote: I know what Michael Martin was saying. Yep, you explain your case well. Impossible to disagree. Paul Watson wrote: But don't be one of those knob jockeys, eh? That is a fair comment. As it is a cultural thing you always have to be aware of who you are talking to. But, if you get really pissed off, I guarantee you are not going to act like a saint. So I think we might as well ignore some dumb word he uses and listen to his main point. Anyway, when he calms down he is bound to edit it. Right now in the UK there is a huge backlash against PC-ness relating to Kilroy. Btw, I am not saying you are being PC, cleary you are saying be polite, which is always a good thing. Anyway, it's an interesting issue, but we must always remember not to become so idealistic as to lose a sense of reality. Paul Watson wrote: be pragmatic and realise there will be twats who diss without thinking As you right say. But "Michael Martin" does not seem like one of them IMO.
http://www.robertkilroysilk.com/[^] --Colin Mackay--
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
>Or did you grow out of it? I grew out of it. I also grew out of mocking peoples sexuality. You are one angry individual - relax - you still get paid at the end of the month!
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Paul Watson wrote: I know what Michael Martin was saying. Yep, you explain your case well. Impossible to disagree. Paul Watson wrote: But don't be one of those knob jockeys, eh? That is a fair comment. As it is a cultural thing you always have to be aware of who you are talking to. But, if you get really pissed off, I guarantee you are not going to act like a saint. So I think we might as well ignore some dumb word he uses and listen to his main point. Anyway, when he calms down he is bound to edit it. Right now in the UK there is a huge backlash against PC-ness relating to Kilroy. Btw, I am not saying you are being PC, cleary you are saying be polite, which is always a good thing. Anyway, it's an interesting issue, but we must always remember not to become so idealistic as to lose a sense of reality. Paul Watson wrote: be pragmatic and realise there will be twats who diss without thinking As you right say. But "Michael Martin" does not seem like one of them IMO.
>Right now in the UK there is a huge backlash against PC-ness relating to Kilroy. WTF? Depends which newspaper you read mate! Kilroys article was out-and-out racism - he tarred all Arabs with the same brush. He is now hiding behind the whole "Freedom of Speech" argument which IMHO makes him look even worse. He is in a position of responsibility and his show is on a public-funded TV channel. Do I want my license fee funding a racists tawdry daytime talk show? No thanks. He is entitled to his opinion but his whining about the BBC pulling his show is pathetic - did he really expect any less? Yes, the BBC is often way too PC for my liking - as is this crappy New Labour government - but Kilroy dropped a great big bollock and deserves to suffer for it! His performance on lasts nights "Tonight" show made me want to vomit.
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http://www.robertkilroysilk.com/[^] --Colin Mackay--
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>Right now in the UK there is a huge backlash against PC-ness relating to Kilroy. WTF? Depends which newspaper you read mate! Kilroys article was out-and-out racism - he tarred all Arabs with the same brush. He is now hiding behind the whole "Freedom of Speech" argument which IMHO makes him look even worse. He is in a position of responsibility and his show is on a public-funded TV channel. Do I want my license fee funding a racists tawdry daytime talk show? No thanks. He is entitled to his opinion but his whining about the BBC pulling his show is pathetic - did he really expect any less? Yes, the BBC is often way too PC for my liking - as is this crappy New Labour government - but Kilroy dropped a great big bollock and deserves to suffer for it! His performance on lasts nights "Tonight" show made me want to vomit.
Robert Edward Caldecott wrote: Kilroy dropped a great big bollock and deserves to suffer for it! Not to mention his show is shite. :~
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Uh, mate, what on earth does any of that have to do with homosexuals? Or are you just perpetuating harmful stereotypes, hmmm? regards, Paul Watson Bluegrass South Africa Brian Welsch wrote: "blah blah blah, maybe a potato?" while translating my Afrikaans. Crikey! ain't life grand? Einstein says...
Paul Watson wrote: what on earth does any of that have to do with homosexuals? Well, he didn't exactly specify the nature of his professional association, now did he? ;P
But in the end, it's all just database access right? And that stuff is just plain boring.
- David Stone, not a programming question but...
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
...now this is why i'm leary about being too obvious with my name online... :|
But in the end, it's all just database access right? And that stuff is just plain boring.
- David Stone, not a programming question but...
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>Right now in the UK there is a huge backlash against PC-ness relating to Kilroy. WTF? Depends which newspaper you read mate! Kilroys article was out-and-out racism - he tarred all Arabs with the same brush. He is now hiding behind the whole "Freedom of Speech" argument which IMHO makes him look even worse. He is in a position of responsibility and his show is on a public-funded TV channel. Do I want my license fee funding a racists tawdry daytime talk show? No thanks. He is entitled to his opinion but his whining about the BBC pulling his show is pathetic - did he really expect any less? Yes, the BBC is often way too PC for my liking - as is this crappy New Labour government - but Kilroy dropped a great big bollock and deserves to suffer for it! His performance on lasts nights "Tonight" show made me want to vomit.
Robert Edward Caldecott wrote: WTF? Depends which newspaper you read mate! That's true. All I'm saying is the Kilroy thing has put a match to the debate about PC, not just about racism and the middle east. Robert Edward Caldecott wrote: Do I want my license fee funding a racists tawdry daytime talk show? If we could chose, perhaps we would not even pay for BBC in the first place... The BBC let off Tom Paulin when he made racist comments about Jews. So for that reason I would rather not fund them. Robert Edward Caldecott wrote: Kilroy dropped a great big bollock Did he do it on purpose? It's a big gamble. The fact that we think it is stupid doesn't mean he won't get more popular. It will be a bad sign if he does :(
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...now this is why i'm leary about being too obvious with my name online... :|
But in the end, it's all just database access right? And that stuff is just plain boring.
- David Stone, not a programming question but...
Shog9 wrote: i'm leary I didn't understand that so I looked up "leary": United States psychologist who experimented with psychoactive drugs (including LSD) and became a well-known advocate of their use (1920-1996) Did you mean "wary"? --Colin Mackay--
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Shog9 wrote: i'm leary I didn't understand that so I looked up "leary": United States psychologist who experimented with psychoactive drugs (including LSD) and became a well-known advocate of their use (1920-1996) Did you mean "wary"? --Colin Mackay--
Actually, i meant to use "leery" :-O
But in the end, it's all just database access right? And that stuff is just plain boring.
- David Stone, not a programming question but...
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For those born without reasoning, a sense of humour or are from outside Australia I will explain the term Knob Jockey. A jockey is someone (more often then not a man) who rides something for a living. A knob is a cock, dick, john thomas or what ever you call a penis. So therefore a Knob Jockey is a bloke who rides another blokes dick for a living or enjoyment. Seems I'm running into Knob Jockeys everywhere I go these days, work, the shops, on a mailing list of a professional associaltion I pay money to be a member of. Now I know they exist, I know I will run into them, I know I should just walk away and pretend I didn't see tham or acknowledge them. But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement, I have to tear them apart, point out how stupid they are, dance around and point while making fun of them. I can't help it, really, even when I'm cutting off my nose to spite my face I still do it. Does anyone else suffer from this? Or did you grow out of it? Never have it? I was set off on this particular occasion by an amail I sent to said professional mailing list. To get my job done and keep my project rolling I have to bypass a bit of IT policy and get my computers connected to the internet. As I can't connect these non company computers to the network I have connected a company machine instead. Then stuck a second NIC in and setup ICS to give my little LAN access to the internet but not the corporate network. I am wanting to block instant messaging and online game playing from happening with no network admin access or hardware to get it going. SoI ask for help from the experts, acknowledge my situation, the fact I am bending the rules and that I only want technical answers and not policy lectures. So what do you think I got? And how successful do you thihkn I was from refraining when it came to telling these wankers what I thought? Some of these wankers have openly said they hope my company admins are members (like their bright enough for that) have seen the email and come afdter me. Or that other members might track down who I work for (could be done from the mail archive) and dob me in. In 'Cut off nose to spite face' mode I have told the list I at least know which people to track down first myself if it turns out I lose my job. Michael Martin Australia
Michael Martin wrote: But WHY am I drawn to argue with them like a moth is drawn to the flame. Every fibre of my being is telling me to be smart and let it all go as in most cases it's not that important. But NO I have to get into an arguement... When you get angry, it brings a rush of adrenaline and like any good drug, the experience of all that power flowing through your veins feels good. So, you're physically conditioned to give in to anger because of the (temporary) positive physical feedback. Do it long enough, however, and you become a junkie, at which point you're no longer controlling, but being controlled. Of course, junkies, alcoholics and the like never seem to mind that because they're focused on the momentary rush they get. Of course, that's short term thinking, and anger frequently brings some rather obvious long term effects. The situational consequences are obvious. Piss off enough people, and your life will be difficult as a result. Additionally, continually slamming your emotions and internals into a wall is a bit hard on the equipment over the long haul. Most people don't realize that until it's upon them, at which point it's a little late. You're an extremely strong personality. If you ever make a conscious decision to start exercising perspective and self control, you will, without question, succeed. You simply haven't made the decision, because you don't want to. Self discipline is a lot of hard work, and the rewards are rarely immediate. Self indulgence brings long term destruction, but immediate rewards. You're not at all helpless in this situation. You have the ability to exercise complete control over it, and your life will simply follow the consequences of whichever decision you make. Not making a choice is, of course, a choice. If it sounds like I'm speaking from personal experience, I am. When I was a younger man, I was extremely volatile and violent. As you might expect, that caused Bad Things to happen in my life. After I'd had enough of watching myself destroy my own life, one day I silently swore an oath to myself that for the rest of my life, nothing, and I do mean nothing, would be a higher priority than taming the Dragon. For several decades now, I have lived true to that oath. My life's far from perfect, to be sure, but I'm still alive. And it's in a helluva lot better shape than it would have been. Beneath all the bullshit that you throw out, I know that you're really a good man at heart. So, you can live your life