Oh no, you weren't supposed to take me seriously
Wait till you hear about necromancy
See what you do is, you put the peasants in a circle and have them pass a magnet to eachother. Put a coil of wire in the middle and you've got infinite free energy!
Turns out Gamma Ray Bursts are just distant peasant railguns
Somewhat pedantical quibble, really just because I find it interesting: It's not exactly limited by barrel length. We can make faster burning, higher powered propellants, which you can get the full energy out of with a shorter barrel. The reason we don't is because that means you have a higher pressure inside the chamber and, even if your gun doesn't explode, you face more erosion from use. Your metallurgy ends up being the limiting factor, as it's all about how strong you can make your chamber. I just think it's cool because guns are a great example of how inter-related technologies are and how everything depends on everything else. Take a design for a machinegun back to the Napoleonic era and it will be worthless because without smokeless powder it will jam and clog after a couple rounds. Take back a formula for smokeless powder and it will be worthless because you don't know how to make brass cartridges. Try to make brass cartridges and you'll find you lack the precision tooling, and so on.
Every email client I can think of off the top of my head blocks images by default. And I don't see how that relates to your criticism of the whole idea of anti-phishing training
Clicking the link hypothetically confirms to the spammer that yours is a valid and monitored email address, and that you're a sucker suitable for more targeted phishing.
Of course, it seems like every random user will also happily type their password into any text box that asks for it, too.
One time I failed a phishing test because I did a message trace and confirmed that it originated from our own internal servers.
Not necessarily!
Much more so. Because the people that aren't shitlords wind up finding and staying in a stable group, while the people who can't maintain human relationships get perpetually booted back into the rando pool, so it becomes more and more concentrated awfulness all the time.
I started a campaign where, after 20 years of gaming with this group, we were finally going to have a dragon for a big bad. Then my entire country collapsed irl, destroying the game. It's like the universe abhors actually having dragons in your D&D game.
Words describe the world, they do not determine it.