What kind of bullshit is this? Who the fuck censors lyrics?

Brrrmmmmmm brap brap brap brrrrmmmmmmmm

RT @TheMossadIL:

Moeilijke draad: met een aantal collega’s vanmorgen op de Israëlische ambassade de ongecensureerde beelden gezien van de terreuraanslag door Hamas op 7 oktober. Beelden van gopro’s en cellphones van de terroristen, dashcams en beveiligingscamera’s. Dit is nodig omdat 7 oktober alweer uit het blikveld van de media en publieke opinie is verdwenen. Ik heb veel gezien in mijn leven, ben in oorlogen geweest, maar dit is een ander level van horror, alleen te vergelijken met de gruwelen gepleegd door IS en de nazi-beulen. 45 minuten afgrijselijke beelden van een ware slachtingsorgie: van het vermoorden en verbranden van baby’s, kinderen, hele gezinnen en vriendengroepen, bejaarden. En telkens die kreet, in triomf: "Allahu Akbar!" De jubelende terroristen, euforisch als ze weer een kind afschieten. Bellend met hun ouders, huilend van vreugde: "Mam, ik heb er eigenhandig tien gedood! Hun bloed zit nog aan mjn handen!" Dit vergeet ik nooit meer: twee broertjes en hun vader, nog in ondergoed want het is 's ochtends vroeg, rennen naar een schuilplaats, schreeuwend van angst. Een terrorist gooit een granaat. De vader sterft ter plekke, de jongetjes komen in paniek tevoorschijn uit hun schuilplaats: ‘Pappa, pappa!’ De terroristen duwen hen het huis in. De ene jongen in shock: ‘’Pappa is dood, ik denk dat wij ook gaan sterven.” Zijn broertje kan met 1 oog niet meer zien: ‘’Ik zie niks”, roept hij. Zijn broer bekommert zich om hem, valt dan op de grond, huilt: ,,God, waarom leef ik nog?”, terwijl een terrorist de koelkast plundert. Waar zijn die jongetjes nu? In Gaza, gegijzeld, rouwend en in doodsangst? Een ieder die zegt 'ja, maar ...' verdient een plek in de diepste krochten van de hel. Oh ja, ook de NOS was uitgenodigd, maar de redactie liet niks horen.

This guy re-created all the adobe apps with opus-5.5, ported them to rust, and opensourced them something really cool is happening

This fucking continent is starting to piss me off...

The christmas gift I get from my coffeeshop are more spectacular than this. How the hell does this cost nearly $20k?!

Holy shit.

Zie hier het probleem van Nederland. Mafkees

Unfassbar, wie viele meine kleine "Gegenpropaganda" abstreiten. Dann halt so. Aus palästinensicher Quelle.

"Wordt niet door je strot geduwd", probeert het vervolgens door je strot te duwen met nog meer voorlichtingen.

There's nothing kind about letting good people live in a fantasy world that no longer exists. You have to tell them, even if it hurts. Because the sooner they accept reality, the sooner they can adapt to the future.

Was wondering if this app had support for custom themes, so I asked my agent to investigate and find out. Looks like we're making a theme regardless 😂

Reflections after a 25th visit to the Netherlands I was in the Netherlands again last week, my twenty-fifth visit in twenty years. It remains one of my most beloved countries. I adore the Dutch people and the historical ties between my country and the Netherlands. Each time, I observe the vast cultural differences between the Dutch and Afrikaners, and the extent to which Africa, along with our German, French, English, and other DNA, has shaped us. Indigenous tribes and Malay slaves helped mold our language Afrikaans. Long, dry, scorching summers and the African landscape forged us into tough, resilient people. Isolation spared us from excessive refinement, exaggerated enlightenment and overzealous political correctness. Yet, I perceive something beautiful, albeit almost painfully precious, in the Netherlands: a highly advanced society with wonderful people, but one lacking any plan for the future, any long-term dreams or any remaining sense of close-knit cohesion. Over twenty years of regular visits, I have watched the Netherlands wither due to its own actions (oikophobia, secularization, the loss of identity and culture, etc.) as well as external factors. These include mass immigration and the emergence of parallel societies formed by assertive, aggressive, and dominant cultures from the Arab world and Africa, alongside the paralyzing effects of European integration and the unwitting surrender of national sovereignty to a bureaucracy of unelected "deep state" officials in Brussels. During my most recent visit last week, I concluded that the final tipping point has been reached. Friends speak of rapidly shifting demographics in schools, no longer confined to cities but now evident in rural areas as well. The Islamization of the country is visible everywhere. Churches close; mosques open. More and more Dutch people are considering leaving their country. The coalition of immigrants and left-wing urban globalists has come to dominate every political sphere, the media, and academia. Ordinary citizens, entrepreneurs, farmers and workers have to work ever harder and pay ever more, only to receive less and less while watching their country slip away before their eyes. Over the years, I have read a great deal about the Netherlands. The initial settlement of small tribes over the centuries transformed a marshy, windswept river delta, a landscape of sand, peat, floods and a true hostile environment, into a land of forests, dikes and historic villages and magnificent art, but above all, a land of close-knit communities, exceptional talents, international traders, great thinkers and innovators who helped shape an extraordinary civilization. Now, we are witnessing a great decline. While prosperity remains, there is also a massive loss of continuity. It is every man for himself; who cares about future generations? Historical guilt and a left-wing, self-imposed self-loathing have allowed an influx of migrants with incompatible cultures, leading them to take over street by street, neighborhood by neighborhood, and city by city. On the street, you hear a strange new Dutch -impoverished in depth and grammar and riddled with English and lazy slang. Culture is now relegated to history and museums. The "good life" is defined by daily pleasures rather than the creation of enduring things. I see the end of the Netherlands approaching, or at least the end of the Netherlands as it has existed for the past few centuries. With every visit, I observe increasing affectation, paralysis, loss, and a transformation that effectively amounts to an occupation by cultures that harbor an aversion to Western culture, Christianity, and, by extension, the Netherlands itself. The future of the Netherlands looks uncertain, even perilous. It points to either an urgent course correction or a dramatic escalation of tension, conflict and revolution. This is not merely the story of the Netherlands, but also of other European countries and regions close to my heart, such as Flanders, Germany, Austria, South Tyrol, and so on. These are issues concerning the survival of a civilization playing out right before our eyes. Each of us surely has a part to play, something we can and must do, to protect our Western civilization from destruction, and this is precisely what I urge my Dutch friends to do with great urgency.

4/5 The band is the other lever worth knowing: PTQ1_0 costs me ~1.24GB less than PQ2_0 at 262k. And the engine upgrade (b10683 -> b10709) moved the envelope by ~11MB, which is just noise. The band is the real knob

3/5 On ROCm my side measured ~12.41 to 12.58GB resident, twice. So roughly ~2.45GB of runtime overhead instead of ~1.75GB. Same weights, ~0.7GB extra just for the platform. And that is the difference between fitting a 12GB card and not

2/5 Someone reported this setup on a 3060 12GB, using 11.7 of 12GB. That adds up: 5.95GB weights + 4.00GB KV (14.9 KiB/token measured) + ~1.75GB of CUDA buffer overhead = ~11.70GB. Basically exactly what they reported