In 5th grade math class, we were assigned to create a math Jeopardy game in small groups using everything we learned so far in the school year. It was a lighthearted, almost frivolous project, the sort you’d expect in grade school. At the end, we’d all play through the games together. My friend Sacheth had an extraordinary theory...
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We finished practice. It was an easy day—the day before a meet: the biggest JV meet of the season. We were freshmen, but our coach wanted us to run the 5K and not the stupid 2-milers the meet organizers typically make the freshmen do. We only did some strides and a 5-mile loop in the trail with the old spillway. It was the epitome of serenity. We would sometimes stop running—we called it scheming—to skip rocks across the lake and pick the wild onions we would otherwise trample in our runs; they were sweet, earthy, and probably unhygienic, but we didn’t care....
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I didn't mind it initially; probably some edgy script kiddie trying to be funny. But it keeps happening—the joke gets old fast. I'm not sure if this is some running joke in the developer community or some kind of normalized racism, but it's becoming very frustrating. Every time I download or update anything through the terminal, I'm prompted...
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