It's a satire on "sex and the city". By placing it in another era the absurdity of the show (and shows targeted at modern "feminist" women) is highlighted.
Real feminists don't think about sex (and shoes) almost exclusively.
In my head canon, Pippin helped gandalf avoid this fate.
Or soda. Or sugary drinks in general.
It's called git. It's been distributed from day 1. GitHub was an attempt to centralize it.
There is one big caveat to universal time:
Future dates: If you use utc here and a time zone definition changes, you're boned. You have to store local time and offset for just this one usecase.
Death has seen way worse, if my stint as a paramedic is anything to go by.
I have been using unstable on desktop for at least 15 years. Every time a new stable was released that would cause a month of just staying off updates till things stabilized. Recently it's not even had that issue.
I've had to pin a package or two in that time, but unstable has been rock solid otherwise. I even run it on my server.
Peanut butter jelly time!
MS DOS v4.somthing. (1995)
Slackware that came on three 5.25" floppies. (1997)
First hard drive Linux: Debian.
Eventually red hat for several years, then back to Debian based (mint etc) around 2005. Been using Sid (Debian "unstable") for a long time.
There are no Linux gatekeepers. There are assholes everywhere, that's the human condition. I came across these assholes and I learnt that I should take advice and consider it myself.
If you close your brain and listen to random online people without thought, you'll have a bad time, Linux or no Linux.
This stereotype of people in Linux or open source as assholes is FUD spread by people who have a vested interest in spreading it.
I've found people mostly very helpful and courteous.
Or how Batman stole kryptonite from Lex Luthor in the storytelling masterpiece "Batman v Superman" by auteur director Zach Snyder.
Was riding my bicycle on a fence divided road in the center looking to turn, when a car drove past me and scared me into flinching towards the divider. The handlebar stuck in the divider and came to an immediate rest. My momentum took me over the handlebars and onto my face. Musta looked pretty goofy.
