住在我家前院的阿姨，胖胖的，眼睛很好看，心直口快，讲话声大，老远就知道是她来了。她总喜欢从我家院子门缝底下，一声不吭地给我们送东西。很多年后，我看到《请回答1988》里豹子女士知道德善游学缺钱，把信封塞进玉米篮，会让我想起那些一早起来在门口看到的“礼物”。
That image has always stuck with me, both as a sobering comment on my sex and as a grisly worst-case scenario. So it was strange, this fall, to be looking for a bumpy ride. Some sixteen million flights crisscross the United States each year. Of those, roughly one in every two hundred and fifty gets hit by moderate-or-greater turbulence—strong enough to make passengers feel “a definite strain against their seat belts,” as the National Weather Service describes it. One in every three thousand flights encounters severe turbulence: “The airplane may momentarily be out of control. Occupants of the airplane will be forced violently against their seat belts.” By that scale, the worst turbulence I’ve felt could only qualify as light: “slight erratic changes in altitude.” To definitely experience more, I would have to fly in a very small aircraft.
无私者，可置以为政。政绩观，是世界观、人生观、价值观在为政实践中的集中体现。
Years ago Firefox allowed jar: URIs from web content, and the security model was... not great. Telemetry let us show that real-web usage was basically nonexistent, which made closing that attack surface from the web a no-brainer.