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Chinese Hi-Fi Influencer Takes Aim at Topping: Dispute Finally Settled, Quick Recap for the Curious

I notice that several of us are just waiting for Debby to get on out of here so our life can get back to normal.
 
I think ASR was slow for a couple of days and this thread became a meeting place for whatever goes... :D
I see... why not. :p

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Danger, Danger Will Robinson.
Time to let another fool attempt to mess with the ways of the world. LOL
Too Too funny.
Wait till you see the outcome :eek:
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I am at a fixed address for the next decade(s)+ for sure... In Canada and no tropical excursions. :D
My USA address has changed 3 times & the house has not moved. Originally the lot (in 1964 before we built the house in 1965 [and for many decades after]) was 1328 Relyea Ave.
Then, in the 1990's, the government changed it to South Relyea & North Relyea (because it is an incomplete loop on a peninsula that has one road from the entrance of the peninsula that runs into the middle of the loop and the emergency services people couldn't figure out that higher numbers where on the left side of the loop & lower numbers where on the right side of the loop (because you are starting in the middle of the loop instead of at the beginning of the loop).
Then, in the 2000's, someone built a house on North Relyea that had the same numerical address (1328) as our house on South Relyea
This again, confused the emergency services people.
So they changed the name of the loop back to Relyea Ave & renumbered it so that now our house is 1508.
We have many relatives and friends all over Europe & Asia & this has really screwed them up with both mail and when they come to visit, as GPS still has varying addresses for us or says that our addresses don't exist.
Naturally, the government says that they did no screw anything up, that they just corrected a mistake (and then again, the mistake that they made the second time).
 
It's nice to see that audio lunacy is not just localised, but worldwide. Perhaps therapy could be arranged? (joking... Wait. Aren't I?)
 
topping asking fosi if they caught any smoke was funny

but also the 'high specs, low perceived performance' thing
 
My USA address has changed 3 times & the house has not moved. Originally the lot (in 1964 before we built the house in 1965 [and for many decades after]) was 1328 Relyea Ave.
Then, in the 1990's, the government changed it to South Relyea & North Relyea (because it is an incomplete loop on a peninsula that has one road from the entrance of the peninsula that runs into the middle of the loop and the emergency services people couldn't figure out that higher numbers where on the left side of the loop & lower numbers where on the right side of the loop (because you are starting in the middle of the loop instead of at the beginning of the loop).
Then, in the 2000's, someone built a house on North Relyea that had the same numerical address (1328) as our house on South Relyea
This again, confused the emergency services people.
So they changed the name of the loop back to Relyea Ave & renumbered it so that now our house is 1508.
We have many relatives and friends all over Europe & Asia & this has really screwed them up with both mail and when they come to visit, as GPS still has varying addresses for us or says that our addresses don't exist.
Naturally, the government says that they did no screw anything up, that they just corrected a mistake (and then again, the mistake that they made the second time).
Change address every 5 years like the modern day employee, problem solved.
 
That's why where I live almost everyone throws in a "si Dios quiere" after any claim about the future. The more secular may use Ojalá instead. Rural philosophers all.

I have to admit that now when I hear North Americans or Europeans saying, "See you next year!" or the like it seems like they're asking for trouble :p.
In Northern Spain people don't say "Adios" anymore. Now it's "hasta luego" - "until later (then)..."
 
My USA address has changed 3 times & the house has not moved. Originally the lot (in 1964 before we built the house in 1965 [and for many decades after]) was 1328 Relyea Ave.
Then, in the 1990's, the government changed it to South Relyea & North Relyea (because it is an incomplete loop on a peninsula that has one road from the entrance of the peninsula that runs into the middle of the loop and the emergency services people couldn't figure out that higher numbers where on the left side of the loop & lower numbers where on the right side of the loop (because you are starting in the middle of the loop instead of at the beginning of the loop).
Then, in the 2000's, someone built a house on North Relyea that had the same numerical address (1328) as our house on South Relyea
This again, confused the emergency services people.
So they changed the name of the loop back to Relyea Ave & renumbered it so that now our house is 1508.
We have many relatives and friends all over Europe & Asia & this has really screwed them up with both mail and when they come to visit, as GPS still has varying addresses for us or says that our addresses don't exist.
Naturally, the government says that they did no screw anything up, that they just corrected a mistake (and then again, the mistake that they made the second time).
We live on a street that, for reasons unclear even to our local Postmaster, the USPS does not deliver to. As a result, the dozen or so houses on the street have USPS PO Boxes as our official addresses. It gets worse, though, because our addresses are PO Boxes in a Post Office of a village in our town, but our street is not technically in that village.
We all have street addresses (since even our weird little New England state has statewide emergency 911 phone service, as required by law) -- but our street addresses are in a different town and a different zip code than our legal addresses (which, again, are PO Box numbers).
This causes no amount of fun when something is being shipped to us via UPS or FedEx. :facepalm:

On the other hand -- if the Black Helicopters ever come looking for us, I am pretty confident that they'll thunder right on past. :cool:

Corollary PS: If you plan a visit here, do not use GPS to find us. The one place you are pretty much guaranteed not to end up is here. Worse yet, local authorities probably won't find your remains until after mud season next spring. :eek:
 
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We live on a street that, for reasons unclear even to our local Postmaster, the USPS does not deliver to. As a result, the dozen or so houses on the street have USPS PO Boxes as our official addresses. It gets worse, though, because our addresses are PO Boxes in a Post Office of a village in our town, but our street is not technically in that village.
We all have street addresses (since even our weird little New England state has statewide emergency 911 phone service, as required by law) -- but our street addresses are in a different town and a different zip code than our legal addresses (which, again, are PO Box numbers).
This causes no amount of fun when something is being shipped to us via UPS or FedEx. :facepalm:

On the other hand -- if the Black Helicopters ever come looking for us, I am pretty confident that they'll thunder right on past. :cool:

Corollary PS: If you plan a visit here, do not use GPS to find us. The one place you are pretty much guaranteed not to end up is here. Worse yet, local authorities probably won't find your remains until after mud season next spring. :eek:
I found it OK... :cool:
 
I found it OK... :cool:
touche.
I was, ahem, of course using hyperbole for effect. An affectation if you will. ;)

I have gotten cell phone calls from people who were on our road and didn't know it.
And that is no mean feat, because cell service here is incredibly spotty.

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PS This is an actual photo (taken from a book called Yesterday's New Hampshire) of an actual sign on the actual driveway of my actual in-laws, who lived for several decades after their retirement in this very town. By this very town, I mean the one in which our PO box is located, not the one we're actually in. That was probably obvious, though. :facepalm:



PPS But I digress. :facepalm: :facepalm:
 
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I could imagine a (near) future where the "slur" usage is greatly outweighed by the "badge of honor" usage, around the web. After all, they are putting out most of the best performance per dollar gear, for years now.

I've visited some Chinese audio factories, the people working in that industry are no-nonsense and know what they're doing, even if they're not pushing the hi-fi envelope. Those visits made it clear to me that if "chi-fi" had a bad reputation in the west, it was 100% because westerners (the sourcing people) were intentionally asking for garbage. It seems to me they can hit any performance target you ask for, and on a reasonable budget.
I think that they feel it's honorable because it's a nod to HiFi (the second syllable of Chi-.
Not at all like years ago when some used a definitely derogatory term (also not about the people in it's use) regarding things made in Japan when I was a kid.
These terms are simply descriptors. But I'm sure that a few people are being actually derogatory when they use them, so, there we go...We can't know what is in peoples minds ut could perhaps deduce it if they were speaking. In print, there is no hint, unless someone writes derogatory things about the people in general (not some individual).
Since we don't know (and usually can't know), I guess not using it in print is the compromise.
 
Wow, that was one of the few areas that still had a decent residential base. So much of the City was dead after work hours back then. Completely different these days.
DC: they had 107 different beers that I tried & great Vietnamese restaurants (which is where my Jewish girlfriend taught me how to use chopsticks).
A skill which really surprised the Chinese woman who became my wife about 20 years later in Saipan.
 
Once lived in development with the same house number for both Street and Court. Got home just in time to avoid having a roof replaced.
 
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