Not necessarily a shooter, but Out of Sight was a cool take on the Second Person genre, and unusually eerie because of that very mechanic.

The issue is that it needs to be informed consent, rather than just “they said yes”… or even worse, “they didn’t say no”. I feel like I need a shower just typing that.

In this instance, the girl may have seemed like a willing participant - but anyone “consenting” when they’re below 16 (or whatever your local jurisdiction’s legal age is) needs to be taken with a truckful of salt, and in most cases is entirely inadmissable as a legal defence. I’m all for granting young adults the opportunity to make most decisions for themselves - but there are certain grey areas that their age renders them vulnerable to coercion or exploitation, sexual interactions being one of them.

There are of course very narrow exceptions - most notably the Romeo and Juliet laws, but it’s generally accepted that if one party is below the age of consent while the other isn’t, then the consent is not informed and therefore not valid.

It doesn’t have to be age-based either. It can be in environments where there is a sufficient difference in power dynamic (big difference in levels of seniority in the workplace; persons with learning disabilities or additional needs; or those with dependency issues) where consent is not informed and is the subject of coercion rather than genuine consent.

I asked my eldest child what he wanted to do when he was older.

He said “I want to be one of those people that put cables into people’s houses”.

Absolute lad. Electricians are fucking voodoo workers. I don’t think he’ll ever be short of work either!

edit: that said, if I had to change career tomorrow, I think I’d go into either data networking at the physical layer, or work for a telecoms firm dropping fibre and sorting telephony dramas and whatnot.

Fourth for Summit.

Say what you like, Summit Squad are nothing if not dedicated.

It’s not to be taken literally - like other posts in the thread, it’s just using language and terminology that was common in the late 90s and early 00s when bulletin boards and forums were in their heyday 😊

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u just necro’d this post bro

I mean… that’s one definition of tourism I guess?

I’m very much a “leave only footprints” sort of guy - I know Brits have a bit of a shit reputation particularly when it comes to inexpensive package holidays, but I think tourism and learning about the rest of the world promotes a greater understanding of the only planet we live on. Whether it’s food; culture; history; or scenes of key historical events - it gives a window into people’s own gaps in knowledge or empathy.

I agree that an economy based entirely on tourism is a house of cards in itself, but I don’t think it’s a binary choice. Humanity have always had a nomadic element and there will always be those who want to travel, but it should be done sustainably.

Having experienced life in a city with a heavy tourism influence, it’s not the tourists that’s the problem, it’s counterintuitively a select few locals ripping the arse out of it.

• Housing shortages and sky high rents because homeowners and flat owners stick their places on AirBNB and other types of peer to peer services they provide access to;

• Ludicrous policies imposed on residents by locally-contracted private enterprises like event managers extending their road closures and parking suspensions a quarter mile away from their actual event areas, fucking over residents who actually live there for the other eleven months of the year;

• Zero hour contracts for those in gig economy or service workers, who get used and abused for a few weeks a year and fucked off when the good times dry up, while business owners have made bank;

• Increased pressure on public services for a few weeks a year, caused by influxes of folk putting heavy demands on the staff but leaving local residents to foot the tax bill;

• …and the usual creep towards city centre locations trending towards tat merchants selling utter shite.

It’s important to note that none of the above is anything wrong, it’s just assholery for the most part…

…and then those small numbers of “locals” have the gall to blame Mr and Mrs Miggins from halfway across the globe for ruining the city. Fuck all of the way off

Death Note would have a gash plot if Japan didn’t like a bit of punishment that wasn’t compatible with life.

Admittedly, I’d be much more likely to write in the Inconvenient Note so arseholes would find themselves wearing wet socks every day; encounter people who never finish their sentences; have to find a towel lying about the house before showering; or have every underfoot surface feel like a box of Lego.

I think I’d be like “Sizz… Suzz… Syss… Yiddish’s cat next, please”

I bet your vet loves you when calling them through for their appointment 😂

In fairness, nobody specifically told me not to kill other folk or set people’s houses on fire or sexually harass folk. What I did have drilled in to me was an idea of mutual respect; personal boundaries; how not to be a complete dickhead (some may say I’ve not learned much at all about that bit); and how to coexist with others to make everyone’s day that little bit easier, regardless of their gender identity.

I can only assume those basic life lessons are either not being driven home as strongly as they should be in modern life; or there’s outside influences drowning out those voices.

I’m sorry to hear that you had some arsehole giving you such poor life “advice” though. I hope it hasn’t defined or shaped your values of intimacy. It’s yet another erosion of (what I’m assuming) are women’s rights from an early age, and it’s bang out of order.

I did not, but I did notice and I did chuckle enough not to bother changing it!

My old man used to love a lunchtime pint or five on a Saturday.

I rather enjoyed getting to sit round the corner with a large coke and a bowl of chips, watching the Formula One qualifying, dicking about with the fag machine, and spinning the tracklisting boards of the jukebox.

I couldn’t get my head around that stat, thinking that on average it was the current pope and the next pope (who doesn’t know it yet) in the Vatican; or whether it counted the remains of popes gone by.

Then I saw the metric area of the Vatican and it made a bit more sense… but not by much.

I don’t disagree, but throwing out the concept of prepared statements and parameterisation to someone who has asked for an explanation of the Bobby Tables jokes is a bit heavy going.

Spot on.

As for the sanitisation, it can take many forms. Either characters that don’t usually appear in the context for that field (in terms of names, you can usually scrub most parentheses, more than one hyphen in a row etc) can be removed; copy it to a known encoded field such as unicode to get rid of characters with unusual properties; and making sure bounds are enforced to avoid overflows.

It should mean that your data is exactly that - raw data, and not commands or operands for the interpreter to act upon.

Certainly in the UK, the £1 preauth was just a check to see if the card was valid. Once the issuer returned the thumbs up, there was no cap on what you could draw from the pump.

Either a scenario like the above would happen, or people who were running on fumes two days before payday would do this stunt - full up with sixty quid’s worth of fuel - and when it bounced, would go back in on payday and be like “hey that’s weird, sounds like your machines are acting up” and nobody would be any the wiser.

Now it’s a near universal £99 preauth at unstaffed pumps.