Quote by Jerry Brown
I like computers. I like the Internet. Its a tool that can be used

I like computers. I like the Internet. Its a tool that can be used. But dont be misled into thinking that these technologies are anything other than aspects of a degenerate economic system. – Jerry Brown

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Imagine if every Thursday your shoes exploded if you tied them the usual way. This happens to us all the time with computers, and nobody thinks of complaining. – Jef Raskin

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In a few minutes a computer can make a mistake so great that it would have taken many men many months to equal it. – Author Unknown

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People assume that computers will do everything that humans do. Not good. People are different from each other and they are all really different from computers. – Eric Schmidt

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I just think people have a lot of fiction. But, you know, I mean, the real story of Facebook is just that weve worked so hard for all this time. I mean, the real story is actually probably pretty boring, right? I mean, we just sat at our computers for six years and coded. – Mark Zuckerberg

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