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[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

I did a thing!

Check it out

[SCAINET @SCAINET_IO]

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[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@SamsungAU this is unacceptable

[Watkin Lab @0xWatkin]

为什么你花 2 万块买的旗舰智能电视，按遥控器还是卡得像十年前的安卓机？

昨天安全研究员 @log4j 把自家 3000 刀的三星电视 Root 了，扒出来的底层代码堪称年度草台班子大赏：

1. 电视后台每 500 毫秒截一次屏（连 HDMI 投屏看电脑桌面都截），打包发给近 400 家合作商。如果电视没麦克风，后台进程甚至会顺着蓝牙和回音壁去「借」一个麦克风继续听。

2. 最搞笑的来了：为什么菜单这么卡？
另一位研究员 @mike64_t 拆包发现，三星在电视那颗羸弱的 CPU 上，塞了一个叫 alex.tflite 的模型——246 万参数，2012 年古董级的 AlexNet。
这玩意每隔 2 秒抓一张画面跑推理，猜你在玩什么游戏。结果因为颜色通道写反了，它 99% 的时间什么都认不出来，纯烧 CPU。

3. 那如果你在设置里关掉「隐私追踪」呢？
代码逻辑是：先死命跑完 CPU 推理，准备上传时再看开关——发现你关了，就把结果扔进垃圾桶，2 秒后继续跑。

4. 结局更是重量级：
当号主用 OpenAI 逆向分析「自己花 3000 刀买回家的电视固件」时，OpenAI 反手一个 Cyber Abuse 把他号封了，顺带没收了剩下的 500 刀余额。

三星负责偷窥客厅，2012 年的 AI 负责烧干电视 CPU，OpenAI 负责保护三星的屎山代码不被你发现。

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@theo You used 3 of the 5 effort settings for @grok 4.7, but all of them for the others. Why?

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

Both sides are.

Also both sides are kidnapping people and forcing them to the front

All supported by the rest of the world's governments, on one side or the other.

The business of corrupt old men, sending their populations to their death for little or no gain for the people must stop.

[Jay Anderson @TheProjectUnity]

Plasma discharge compared to ancient petroglyphs around the world.

This raises a lot of questions...

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@elonmusk @bot Sorry but this is horrible.

No one wants 500 calls from AI a day.

Same on emails etc.

This business of spamming people with AI needs to stop.

Regardless, our AI is going to filter out everyone else's AI

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@shawmakesmagic You're right about the class of question.

[Dave Hughes @DHughesy]

“Hughsy, I am a mum, running my gym, and had to get rid of my my staff to survive. I am now working from sun up to sun down in a physical job, smashing myself to keep the doors open. All while raising my teenagers as a single parent.

Thanks for all that you are doing to bring light to these grubs.”

Every honest private employer of people is stretching to breaking point. Three levels of waste and corruption, council, state, federal. We must change how we are governed.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

In November 1941 the richest man in America drove his twenty-three-year-old daughter to a hospital in Washington without telling her mother, had two surgeons drill holes in her skull and cut into the front of her brain while she sang God Bless America to them, and when the singing stopped she had a mental age of two and the family did not speak her name for twenty years.

Rosemary Kennedy was the third child and the first girl, and she was slow. A nurse at the birth had held Rose Kennedy's legs together for two hours while they waited for the doctor, and the baby had been starved of air. She learned to read and write, but late, and in a family where the boys were being bred for the presidency and the girls for the right marriage, she was the one who could not keep up, the one who had to be coached and watched and given the simpler part in the photograph. She was also, by every account, the prettiest of them, and when the family went to London in 1938 she was presented at court in a white dress and curtsied to the King without a mistake.

Then she was twenty-one, and the trouble started. Moods. Rages. Slipping out of the convent school at night and coming back in the morning and not saying where. The nuns said she might be meeting men. For Joseph Kennedy, who was managing his sons towards the White House and could not have a daughter who might get pregnant or get talked about, that was the end of it. He had read about a new operation. Walter Freeman had promised the newspapers it calmed the agitated, and Joe Kennedy had never in his life been told that a thing he could pay for would not work.

Rosemary was given a mild sedative and kept awake. Freeman and his surgeon, James Watts, opened the skull on both sides and Watts pushed a blade into the frontal lobes and swept, while Freeman asked her to recite the Lord's Prayer and sing, and count backwards, so they would know how far to go. They went until she was incoherent. Then they stopped.

She came out of it unable to walk or speak. Years of therapy got her a few words and a limp. Joe moved her to a private hospital in New York and then to a convent school in Wisconsin, told the family she was teaching the retarded in the Midwest, and never went to see her. Rose, her mother, was not told what had been done until long after, and did not visit for twenty years. The brothers and sisters, including the one who became President, were told she was away. When Joe had his stroke in 1961 and could no longer manage the story, Eunice went to Wisconsin and found a woman of forty-three who did not know her, and came home and started the Special Olympics.

Rosemary lived to eighty-six, in the convent, and died in 2005 with her surviving sisters at the bed. The brother who became President had signed the first federal mental health law in 1963, and the family has said she was the reason.

Freeman kept operating for another twenty-six years. His notes on Rosemary have never been released.

That is what the expert's confidence looks like when it meets a powerful man with an inconvenient child. The science was published. The father was certain. The daughter sang to the surgeon until she could not.

Every institution that has ever decided it knows what is wrong with you and how to tidy it has the same two ingredients in the room, and the person on the table is still the only one who pays.

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@PeterBotsman Wrong

[MAZE @mazemoore]

Robert Reich in 2025: Trump is a fascist dictator for even suggesting that a company be taken over by the government and for telling a CEO what to do.

Robert Reich in 2026: SpaceX and Starlink must be taken over by the government.

Small man, giant fraud.

[Dave Hughes @DHughesy]

Accountability for obscene waste/theft of taxpayer money must start now. Honest people being hounded by the ATO so hard for a few thousand bucks that they self harm, just so the money can be burnt in a furnace created by people who have never done an honest day’s work in their lives.

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@ICEgov @60Minutes Seems like @60Minutes is an activist organisation and not a news outlet

[Pauline Hanson 🇦🇺 @PaulineHansonOz]

The Australian Energy Market Operator (AEMO) has sensationally pulled out of Senate Estimates today, despite being scheduled to appear this morning.

Senators were only notified after business hours on Friday. This left no opportunity to challenge the decision before today’s hearings.

This is the organisation that helps set the direction of our energy grid. Its decisions affect your power bills, and its subsidiary assesses renewable energy projects that use your tax dollars for deals whose contract prices and expected taxpayer costs remain secret.

A body with that much power should not be dodging parliamentary scrutiny. The government is not being straight with the Australian people about the cost of its net zero agenda.

This is why One Nation has called for a Royal Commission into Australia’s energy transition and the institutions driving it.

Australians deserve to know what has been promised in their name, what it will cost and who benefits.

The Albanese Labor government needs to open the books and answer these questions.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Customer: "No veal, thanks. I know what happens to the calves."

Butcher: "So do I. Which bit do you know?"

Customer: "Crates. Taken off the mother, kept in the dark, can't turn round."

Butcher: "Banned here in 1990. This one had straw, a shed, and other calves to annoy for eight months. Rose veal, we call it. Pink, not white."

Customer: "It's still a baby cow."

Butcher: "It's a dairy bull calf. Where do you think they went before people bought veal?"

Customer: "Reared for beef?"

Butcher: "A Holstein bull doesn't make beef worth the feed. For years the answer was a bolt in the head at a day old. Tens of thousands a year, in this country, shot in the pen because nobody would eat them. The industry only promised to stop that a couple of years ago."

Customer: "That's horrific."

Butcher: "That's the price of a latte. Every pint of milk needs a cow in calf every year, and half the calves are boys."

Customer: "So eating the veal..."

Butcher: "Gives him eight months in a shed instead of eight minutes. The customer who won't touch veal and buys a flat white has made a choice. She just didn't get told what it was."

Customer: "I'll take a kilo."

Butcher: "Good. And the next person who tells you veal is cruel, ask them what they take in their coffee."

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@BarackObama @AbdulElSayed @JocelynBenson Hope and change

You stole hope and the change you brought in is disgraceful

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@HansMahncke The reason he was offered that deal is they knew he would reject it

He was never looking for peace

He is a puppet for the EU it seems

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@PeteZogoulas @PaulineHansonOz Yes

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@ZelenskyyUa Cards you do not hold, delusional you are.

[Krzysztof Szczawinski 🇵🇱 @Kristof_Poland]

Trotsky – The Myth.

Ask a Western leftist which communist he admires, and you often get the same answer: Trotsky. The intellectual. The orator. The true revolutionary, betrayed by Stalin. If only he had won…

Look at the young Trotsky in the picture: round glasses, wild hair, burning eyes. Many young leftists today would recognize themselves in him. The look hasn’t changed. Neither has the certainty.

So let’s look at what he did when he had power.

Born in 1879 in what is now southern Ukraine, Trotsky was a brilliant writer and a spellbinding speaker. In October 1917, he played a central role in organizing the Bolshevik seizure of power.

Then Lenin made him Commissar for War, and he built the Red Army, directing it from an armoured train that rushed from front to front.

Deserters were shot. Military discipline was enforced through executions. Blocking detachments were deployed to stop retreating soldiers, and former tsarist officers recruited into the Red Army were kept under surveillance by political commissars. Their families were sometimes held hostage to guarantee their loyalty.

Cruelty knows no limits when you have no doubts.

In 1920, the Red Army marched on Warsaw. It was stopped on the Vistula.

That same year, Trotsky published an entire book, Terrorism and Communism, explaining why revolutionary terror was necessary. He wanted labour militarized too: workers organized like soldiers, subjected to military discipline and compelled to serve the needs of the state.

In 1921, the sailors of Kronstadt – once hailed as the pride of the revolution – demanded free elections to the soviets. Trotsky supported the suppression of the revolt. Thousands were killed in the assault or executed afterwards.

Then he lost the power struggle to Stalin.

Expelled, exiled, forced abroad. From there, he wrote that the revolution had been betrayed – by Stalin, never by himself.

He ended up in Mexico City, where he stayed for a time with Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera. And so the Western romance took shape: the exiled prophet, the revolutionary betrayed, the road not taken.

In August 1940, a Soviet agent who had gained his confidence entered his study and struck him with an ice axe.

The machine Trotsky had helped build had come for him too. His killer later received the Soviet Union’s highest honour.

Trotsky was not the alternative to Stalin. He was the same machine – only with better prose. He never rejected the terror. He rejected losing control of it.

The "good communist" is always the one who lost.

Next: Stalin.

[An Australian Perspective @simoncase78]

@ZelenskyyUa You will end up with a worse deal than the one/s you rejected, after sending a million of your people to their death.

You are not a leader.