Extinction of Intelligence August 2013

 The following items I was told by various stores do not exist:

water proof hard drive
fire proof drive

https://iosafe.com/buyNow

Less than four times a normal drive.


The water proof speaker : if it existed it would cost 10's of thousands of dollars.

http://www.oceanears.com/

A real one costs maybe in the thousands, a low end a hundred. And if you make a low end one yourself, about 50 if you have the skills.

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