“You’ve got digital atherosclerosis,” his friend Maya said, glancing at his Task Manager. Ninety-seven background processes. CPU pinned at idle? No such thing.
Because if his laptop could shed thirty pounds of useless baggage, maybe he could too. Tomorrow, he decided. But first, he had eleven seconds of his life back every morning. That felt like victory. chris titus debloat
Then the Windows telemetry. He didn’t mind Microsoft knowing his location, but did they need to ping his SSD every four seconds? A few registry tweaks and a well-aimed PowerShell command later, the network tab looked like a still lake. “You’ve got digital atherosclerosis