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2011.05.11 13:14 Lunarus Community of Essex UK
A subreddit for the county of Essex in the southeast of England. No, it's not really like the television show.
2011.05.02 23:46 krucz36 The subreddit for North San Diego County
Whatever's going on in Encinitas, Cardiff, Solana Beach, Del Mar, Escondido, Carlsbad, Vista, Oceanside, Leucadia, RB, Poway, San Marcos, Rancho Santa Fe, Ramona, Rainbow, Fallbrook, or any of the other disparate bits of the north marches of sunny San Diego county.
2017.03.09 14:44 ChasingSkittles Delphi Murders
On February 14, 2017, the bodies of Abigail "Abby" Williams and Liberty "Libby" German were discovered off a hiking trail in Delphi, Indiana, United States, after the young girls had disappeared from the same trail the previous day. This sub is for discussion of the case that's come to be known as the Delphi Murders.
2024.05.16 08:14 ElectronicPractice42 Yacht Clubs...Good Option For Liveaboard?
Yacht Clubs...
I live in LA. Would it make sense -- economically, socially, in whatever other way etc, but especially economically -- to join a yacht club as a part of the boat buying/ownership process, especially with an aim of living aboard?
As I understand it, some yacht clubs offer discounted rates on slips after you join, right?
OR...would it be easiemore hassle free to just rent a slip from a marina with a good vibe/location/price and skip the hassle with the yacht club? I would value certain benefits of a yacht club, like having a common area, showers, and WiFi/work space, and community to sail with, I am not married to the idea of joining a yacht club by any means.
What do folks think? Should I be looking into yacht clubs as a way to make boat ownership more affordable? Or is that a crazy notion? If so, are there any clubs to know about that might make sense for something like this -- i.e. discounted liveaboard slips? Beyond that...any marinas that would make sense as good liveaboard marinas in LA County?
Thanks all!
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I live in LA. Would it make sense -- economically, socially, in whatever other way etc, but especially economically -- to join a yacht club as a part of the boat buying/ownership process, especially with an aim of living aboard?
As I understand it, some yacht clubs offer discounted rates on slips after you join, right?
OR...would it be easiemore hassle free to just rent a slip from a marina with a good vibe/location/price and skip the hassle with the yacht club? I would value certain benefits of a yacht club, like having a common area, showers, and WiFi/work space, and community to sail with, I am not married to the idea of joining a yacht club by any means.
What do folks think? Should I be looking into yacht clubs as a way to make boat ownership more affordable? Or is that a crazy notion? If so, are there any clubs to know about that might make sense for something like this -- i.e. discounted liveaboard slips? Beyond that...any marinas that would make sense as good liveaboard marinas in LA County?
Thanks all!
2024.05.16 08:10 Sad-Pop6649 Lunetten, Utrecht, Netherlands, a higher density green suburb?
 | https://preview.redd.it/8yds0x4mdq0d1.png?width=1482&format=png&auto=webp&s=92f6de754e519475997b6af36b838a95b80ae404 submitted by Sad-Pop6649 to Suburbanhell [link] [comments] This might end up as a bit of a weird post. But mostly a very long one. I don’t think this place I’m presenting here is heaven, but without SuburbHeaven Thursday this subreddit may give viewers the idea that we’re all just hating, and this case study may help illustrate some of the alternatives and what one could like and dislike about them. I know that yelling “the Netherlands!” on any urbanist platform is overdone and so 2 years ago, but I also feel like the available “Netherlands!” content is giving people an incomplete picture. So I’m going to discuss a suburban neighborhood, Lunetten, in Utrecht, where I’ve lived for about a year now. It’s a place built in the 70’s and 80’s, housing about 11,000 people in 5,500ish homes, for a density of just over 4,000 people/km2, 10,000 per square mile. Obviously that’s pretty dense. In a North American context Lunetten may count more as an example of the “missing middle” than a true suburb, but I feel it still works as a comparison because it is situated at the edge of a city* and it offers features people often look to the suburbs for, like a low noise environment, plenty of green and child oriented features. So, what can we find in this example that people may like or dislike in their suburban areas? If you want to look along on your favorite online map: 52° 3'53 N, 5° 8'13 E. Traffic and transit Lunetten has a clear main road (middle left image, bright pink line on the map) that serves as the main way of getting around by car. It is the only road where the limit is 50 km/h (30 mph), not 30 km/h. The main road has priority over all side roads, indicated by the exits or all side streets being raised a bit. The speed bump automatically makes one slow down to yield to the traffic on the main road. In the places where people’s front doors open towards this main ring there are service roads for them to do their parking and loading and such on. In the busiest part of the ring the road was raised a few meters so pedestrians and cyclists can pass underneath through tunnels. So while the maximum speed cars can go on most of the roads in this place is quite low, the time to destination is pretty good, because a lot was done to ensure a good flow of traffic. A more debatable feature is the lack of through-traffic options. If you want to leave Lunetten by car there are two roads leading West, connecting to the rest of the city and to the 70km/h raised road that serves as the exit from the city. There is also one small road going South-East along the train line, and that’s it. Despite being next to two highways Lunetten has no direct on- and off-ramp accessing it, and even no direct way across the highways for cars. Cyclists and pedestrians do have options leading in basically all directions. On the one hand this does wonders for how quiet the neighborhood is, but on the other hand that one road taking people in and out of the city is still more prone to blocking than a direct ramp to the highway, so car owners will experience some travel delays because of this. Lunetten is no public transit hotspot, but there are like two bus lines both going to more connected places including the city’s central hub, and the train station is two stops from said hub as well, which happens to be the biggest train station in the Netherlands. Public Spaces Even by Dutch standards Lunetten has a pretty urban-ish density. There’s a mix of mostly rowhouses and midrise apartment buildings, mostly gallery flats up to 5 stories tall, including the ground floor. To give you an idea of Dutch standards for density: I grew up in a commuter town of about the same size as Lunetten, housing 1,000 less people (present day numbers) on roughly 1.25 times the surface**. But what I find interesting is what that space is used for. In Lunetten, on the outer ring of the neighborhood, adjacent to the two highways, busy raised road and train line that surround the neighborhood, there are quite sizable parks (bottom right picture). There’s plenty of space for dogs to run off their leash, there are football/play fields, there are two skate parks, two ponds for amphibians to spend the winter in (granted: that’s an amenity most people could live without) and an entire petting zoo, in case you had doubts this was a suburb. Together with a football/soccer club, a tennis club, some allotment gardens and a small business park near the train station these parks take up most of the space where traffic noise is an issue. There is room for recreation and other daytime activities in the noisy bits (there are sound screens, but that’s not blocking all of the noise) so that peoples’ homes can mostly be in the quiet parts, shielded from noise by trees and stuff. And then there’s the neighborhood interior. You’ll see on the map a few yellow locations marked as “playground/square”, but in reality many, probably most, of the dark green “courtyards” contain a little playground too. All of the courtyards have grass, most if not all of them have trees, many of those trees being taller than the midrises. Some of the courtyards feature parking space as well***. The middle right image is far from the greenest example. The combination of the parks and the courtyards make Lunetten much greener than the actual smallish town I lived in mentioned previously. Plenty of birds live here too, including a bunch of water birds who enjoy the ditches and canals. In the smallish town much more of the space was simply used for row houses with pretty large gardens, and in the newer parts a bunch of four home and two home units and free standing homes as well****. Which brings me to the reality check. With all these pedestrianized public spaces around and loads of playgrounds, is Lunetten actually a good neighborhood to raise kids? From what I can tell, opinions are mixed. Because one thing that does tend to come with density of people is density of crime. In my year here I have personally witnessed a man snorting coke off his bicycle saddle, in broad daylight, in the middle of a bike lane near a skatepark with playing children in it*****. There is also the occasional lost shopping cart dumped in a canal and apparently there was a pretty shocking supermarket robbery just before I moved in. Especially if your budget only allows for an apartment and not a house I could imagine feeling a little scared to let young children wander around near the house on their own, also maybe because of the canals and ditches they might fall into. The sweet spot age for children in Lunetten is probably around 9-12, old enough to be trusted with their own safety around water and some minor drug use and vandalism, yet young enough to fully enjoy all the outdoor play space. The blame for the crime is often put on the street pattern that is said to attract drug dealers and the like who love having good get away options, and the many green public spaces and nice dry apartment building entrances are certainly not the worst place a homeless person could go to for another night of hopefully not being bothered by the police. More recently developed neighborhoods have tried to avoid these effects by using a “cauliflower pattern” for their streets, branched streets ending in a bunch of (at least to cars) dead ends. The downside of that pattern seems to be less sense of community. The more direct neighbors you have, the more interaction. That’s why cul-de-sacs can be so isolating after all. Lunetten is not the worst crimey part of its parent by a long shot, but it’s noticeable enough to be worth mentioning. A planned neighborhood The big advantage I think Lunetten has over a lot of other places is that it was designed in one go. The land it was built on was part of the Dutch Water Line******, and had to stay free of buildings and obstructions that would block the firing lines of defending artillery. (That’s what the two weird shapes in the northern park are: old fortifications, called Lunette 3 and 4. Hence the suburb’s name.) When the line was legally disbanded in 1963 Utrecht started planning to build a new neighborhood here. Because of the highways (current configuration built at the same time as the suburb) and the train line that surround the place it was very clear to where the neighborhood would stretch. And it shows. The suburb is designed as a cohesive whole. There’s a neighborhood shopping center (bottom left image and the main soft pink blob on the map) at the heart of the neighborhood. It has two supermarkets, some small other shops, several small fast food/lunch places in different styles, two bicycle shops and repair places (it’s the Netherlands), a restaurant (there’s another one on one of the forts in the park, which doubles as a sort of social work place), a community center which houses some clubs and such (not the scouts, those have a place in one of the parks) as well as a library. There’s even a bar (I think, I should maybe go there ones), and some space where small neighborhood markets and events turn up with some regularity. The other main soft pink and yellow blob in a convenient central location on the map is two elementary schools*******. In many more organically grown neighborhoods or places the amenities wouldn’t be so conveniently centralized or would eventually be “centralized” on the outskirt of town. The Bijlmer comparison, what not to do Another interesting point of comparison I think is the Bijlmer (Bijlmermeer officially) in Amsterdam, another green neighborhood designed as one big plan outside of its parent city’s core, yet quite different. The Bijlmer is nationally famous as a bit of a ghetto, a place where you don’t want to live. (To be fair: the plane falling down on it didn’t help its case.) A lot of work has been done to improve the place, but its initial “ghettoization” was surprising because the Bijlmer was never intended to even be particularly affordable, but more of a vertical suburb, spacious family apartments (around 120 m2) for 100,000 people or more in large highrise buildings with between them plenty of green. A quiet place, with quick access to the city, using density to save on land use and travel time. There are three main differences I see between the struggling Bijlmer and “doing pretty well” Lunetten: 1 The Bijlmer has a higher density through the use of massive apartment buildings, literally and figuratively increasing the distance between people’s homes and the public space. 2 The Bijlmer is a much bigger place, I’m not sure they ever got to those 100,000 inhabitants, but it certainly loses that towny vibe. 3 They’ve been correcting this in the rebabilitation, but as designed the Bijlmer had basically no amenities. It wasn’t a town or city, it was people storage, housing for people who mentally lived several kilometers away but couldn’t afford it there. See the rest of this subreddit for why that doesn’t work for many people. Interdependency with other suburbs Looking back on growing up in that smallish town I notice that there really isn’t that much of a difference in amenities. The town offered much of the same things Lunetten does. But Lunetten’s status as a suburb gives it a big advantage over that town. Because while suburbs mostly serve themselves, they also serve each other. Take sports: there’s a football and tennis club and two indoor sports halls in Lunetten, but what if I want to swim or throw spears instead? Well, there’s a pool in a suburb to the North, as well as an athletics stadium. After elementary school there’s no middle/high school in Lunetten, but there are in nearby neighborhoods, and there are even college options******** spread throughout different suburbs and neighborhoods. These things are closer than they are in a small town not because the suburb is associated with a city center, but because it is associated with other suburbs. There are things I liked about the commuter town, but having to take either an honestly too long bike trip or a bus ride that only went whenever it was not convenient for me whenever I wanted to do something my town didn’t provide, like going to school, wasn’t one of them. And I say that even as a spoiled person whose commuter town at least had buses and bicycle paths. Conclusion And that is I think the main takeaway from this absolute wall of text: suburbs don’t have to be places where there’s nothing to do and you feel disconnected from the world. That’s the entire point of living in a suburb instead of in a town: there are other places nearby. There is a balance to be found between private space, public space and connectivity. Essentially, in a neighborhood of 10,000 people, for every 100x100 meters of public space or amenities either every person gets 1 square meter less private space or everybody gets maybe a few meters of extra travel distance on the average trip. Lunetten probably provides too little private space for the taste of many North American suburbanites, but it does show I think that there is quite a bit of room on those sliders. A green place with amenities sort of near other places can still be built with more spacious houses. (Just maybe go easy on the sea of lawns?) And that’s when all the separated bike lanes and other urbanist talking points really start making sense: when you found the balance between having your own place, having local places worth going to and being close enough to other places worth going to, then you want a good way to get there. The other takeaway I feel is that it pays to design neighborhoods as a unit. And that’s another reason why suburbs can be better than towns. A town of 10,000 residents can’t plan ahead for the next 10,000, but a city of several hundred thousand people can. And it pays off. Don’t lose track of the human scale though, planning 10,000 residents ahead might actually be better than planning 100,000 or 1,000,000 residents ahead when it comes to suburbs. It is still supposed to feel like a quiet little place with maybe a bit of its own identity. * On the other side of one of the highways there’s a bit of forest tied to several historic estates that’s very nice for walking in as well as a golf course half as big as this entire neighborhood, this really is the edge of town and will be for the foreseeable future. ** I’ve also lived in several other cities since then, near the city center, further out and on the far edge in a highrise neighborhood. Honestly I might still prefer the smaller cities I’ve lived in, being near everything the city offers and even to some of the stuff outside of it. But work took me back to a larger city (pretend I said “less tiny” if you’re from Mexico City or something), and I could honestly have landed in a much worse place than this particular suburb. *** Fun fact: this is one of the very few neighborhoods of Utrecht where parking is currently still free, because of enough parking space and enough distance to the city center. It really is a suburb. **** In the 90’s a style of more expensive neighborhoods called “Vinex” set standards for the ratio of more expensive to cheaper houses in those neighborhoods, and ever since both contractors and local politicians refuse to let go of those ratios everywhere. A newer, competing vision is that we shouldn’t be building new neighborhoods at all, just filling in the gaps in our cities. So now we mostly build quite large houses, but only in very small spaces. We’re still not sure where that massive housing shortage came from, somehow. ***** I stopped and addressed him because I thought he was having bicycle trouble, chain ran off or something. Quite a chill dude, very apologetic, but still maybe not exactly what the average parent is looking for in a neighbor. ****** More accurately: Holland Waterline, because it wasn’t the only Dutch waterline, but it was the main one defending the part called Holland. But that sounds a bit off in English. ******* We have a bit of a weird school system, for every public elementary school there is at least one other founded on religious grounds or based on some specific didactic theory. That’s why there are two schools in the same central location instead of just one bigger school or two in separate locations. ******** If I start going into the differences in advanced education systems we’ll be here all day, but there are options within cycling distance ranging from trade school to university, depending on the field you actually want to study *********. ********* I could start using other symbols instead of these confusingly long rows of asterisks, but where would be the fun in that? |
2024.05.16 08:10 jaidit Statement from Chancellor Gilman: Today's Challenging Campus Events
Today's Challenging Campus Events
Dear Campus Community,What a sad day for our university. I’m brokenhearted.
At 2 p.m. on Wednesday, we, along with most other UC campuses, received the latest "demands” from the protesters. The protesters orchestrated a swift departure from their encampment. In a coordinated fashion they moved out of the encampment to the Physical Sciences Lecture Hall, where a small group barricaded themselves in, supported by a large group of community members who had gathered for a scheduled rally.
For the last two weeks, I have consistently communicated that the encampment violated our policies but that the actions did not rise to the level requiring police intervention. My approach was consistent with the guidelines of UC's Robinson/Edley Report, which urges the UC to exhaust all possible alternatives before resorting to police intervention.
I was prepared to allow a peaceful encampment to exist on the campus without resorting to police intervention, even though the encampment violated our policies and the existence of the encampment was a matter of great distress to other members of our community. I communicated that if there were violations of our rules we would address them through the normal administrative policies of the university and not through police action.
And so after weeks when the encampers assured our community that they were committed to maintaining a peaceful and nondisruptive encampment, it was terrible to see that they would dramatically alter the situation in a way that was a direct assault on the rights of other students and the university mission.
The latest campus-specific and systemwide demands made by our encampers and their counterparts across the University of California attempted to dictate that anyone who disagreed with them must conform to their opinions. They asserted the right to oversee many elements of university operations involving the administration, faculty, students, and staff, bypassing customary campus protocols and ignoring the function of the Academic Senate.
Most importantly, their assault on the academic freedom rights of our faculty and the free speech rights of faculty and students was appalling. One can only imagine the response if people on the other side of these issues established an encampment to force me to censor all anti-Zionist academic and student programming.
But my concern now is not the unreasonableness of their demands. It is their decision to transform a manageable situation that did not have to involve police into a situation that required a different response. I never wanted that. I devoted all of my energies to prevent this from happening.
I’m sorry this campus I love so much had to experience this terrible and avoidable situation. I remain steadfast in my commitment to protecting the rights of all members of our community to express whatever viewpoints they believe are essential for others to hear and engage. And I remain steadfast in my commitment to defend our faculty and students from efforts to prevent them from having the same rights of academic freedom and free speech as everyone else on this campus.
My hope is that we can find our way to a culture of peace, mutual respect, and shared commitment to addressing our differences through the norms of scholarly inquiry and debate.
Fiat Lux,
Chancellor Howard Gillman
https://chancellor.uci.edu/communications/campus/2024/240515-campus-events.php
2024.05.16 08:01 Rwoods619 animal cruelty charge for a dog that attacked me 5 times
“animal abuse” for dropping a dog at a shelter after it attacked me 5 times
Hello all,
I need some much needed opinions on this matter. Last thursday , i got a corgi from a craigslist type website from a family with children. They said they kept the dog outside for a year.. which should have been a red flag but i ignored it.
Everything was going well until sunday night when the dog unprovoked bit me in the left arm so badly, i had to call an ambulance. I went to the hospital and have all the documents. I received stitches and medical treatment.
The police informed animal control of this bite and animal control refused to take the animal because of some “10 day rabies quarantine” i had to do before i could hand over the dog even though the dog was a harm to me and my animals and my neighbors. I decided to just do it.
The following day the dog bit my hand and attacked me two more times, I called 911 three times and begged AC to come get this dog, once again they called and screamed at me and refused.
The following day, I went in person to the AC shelter and they once again refused to take the dog even though i had the shot papers and the first vet appt for “rabies” quarantine was done.
i then proceeded to call every shelter , rescue, and vet in the counnty( Thjs is Nashville,TN btw) and no one would take the dog due to severity of bite. My personal vet recommend me to just surrender the dog to them because it was an aggressive animal and AC is supposed to take these animals despite this stupid quarantine.
I went back to AC and they once again refused to help me in any way and I had no choice but to “abandon” the dog there as I also would be given an eviction notice from my apartment if the dog wasn’t removed as it was a liability to other residents.
Now they are trying to charge me with 1. Animal Abandonment 2. Animal Cruelty (i’ve had many dogs in my like never ONCE have they not been cared for with the most respect) 3. Interfering with “protocol”
and one other one i don’t know yet.
The officer on the phone today even told me they should have taken the animal.
Now the only option they are giving is to come back and claim the aggressive animal and bring it to my home for a week, but yet they are calling me an “animal abuser”. This dog even attacked me in the car on the way to the shelter. I can’t take this dog back out of fear for my safety, my community, and my dog i’ve had for 12 years.
I have hired representation, but anyone can give me some advice on what to do? Any sane judge would dismiss this case immediately. They have no grounds for this.
This bite i have was almost down to the bone.
This happened in Nashville, Tennessee. It is Davidson County Animal Control on harding st in nashville.
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Hello all,
I need some much needed opinions on this matter. Last thursday , i got a corgi from a craigslist type website from a family with children. They said they kept the dog outside for a year.. which should have been a red flag but i ignored it.
Everything was going well until sunday night when the dog unprovoked bit me in the left arm so badly, i had to call an ambulance. I went to the hospital and have all the documents. I received stitches and medical treatment.
The police informed animal control of this bite and animal control refused to take the animal because of some “10 day rabies quarantine” i had to do before i could hand over the dog even though the dog was a harm to me and my animals and my neighbors. I decided to just do it.
The following day the dog bit my hand and attacked me two more times, I called 911 three times and begged AC to come get this dog, once again they called and screamed at me and refused.
The following day, I went in person to the AC shelter and they once again refused to take the dog even though i had the shot papers and the first vet appt for “rabies” quarantine was done.
i then proceeded to call every shelter , rescue, and vet in the counnty( Thjs is Nashville,TN btw) and no one would take the dog due to severity of bite. My personal vet recommend me to just surrender the dog to them because it was an aggressive animal and AC is supposed to take these animals despite this stupid quarantine.
I went back to AC and they once again refused to help me in any way and I had no choice but to “abandon” the dog there as I also would be given an eviction notice from my apartment if the dog wasn’t removed as it was a liability to other residents.
Now they are trying to charge me with 1. Animal Abandonment 2. Animal Cruelty (i’ve had many dogs in my like never ONCE have they not been cared for with the most respect) 3. Interfering with “protocol”
and one other one i don’t know yet.
The officer on the phone today even told me they should have taken the animal.
Now the only option they are giving is to come back and claim the aggressive animal and bring it to my home for a week, but yet they are calling me an “animal abuser”. This dog even attacked me in the car on the way to the shelter. I can’t take this dog back out of fear for my safety, my community, and my dog i’ve had for 12 years.
I have hired representation, but anyone can give me some advice on what to do? Any sane judge would dismiss this case immediately. They have no grounds for this.
This bite i have was almost down to the bone.
This happened in Nashville, Tennessee. It is Davidson County Animal Control on harding st in nashville.
2024.05.16 07:55 zzrroo [USA-CA] [H] GPUs (Nvidia RTX 3080 FE, ASUS 3080 TUF OC, Red Devil RX 6600 XT, Gaming OC RX 6600 XT, EVGA 2060, GTX 1070 Ti) Intel Bundles (i5-10600k, i5-10400, Z490 Vision G, MSI B460 Tomahawk) Ryzen Bundle (5900X, Crosshair Impact VIII DTX X570, Gigabyte X570 Aorus Master) [W] Paypal, Local Cash
*Edit: Post was really bloated, moved Item Details to the comments section.
Prices listed are SHIPPED, discount for local cash. Please feel free to make offers on multiple items.
Item Details in the comments, Timestamps at the bottom, thanks for taking a look!
Priority to local. Shipping to accounts w/ confirmed trades only.
LOCAL: 90241 (Downey, LA County)
Local meetups preferred at the Downey Police Station or Lakewood Sheriff Station.
Please COMMENT before messaging; I have chats turned off and they will be ignored.
All Used GPUs have been benched/stressed/cleaned and are in good working condition. Only one motherboard is included in the Ryzen bundle and the remaining one will be up for sale seperately.
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Item Details in the comments, Timestamps at the bottom, thanks for taking a look!
Priority to local. Shipping to accounts w/ confirmed trades only.
LOCAL: 90241 (Downey, LA County)
Local meetups preferred at the Downey Police Station or Lakewood Sheriff Station.
Please COMMENT before messaging; I have chats turned off and they will be ignored.
GPUs
| Item | Qty | Shipped | Condition | Model |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Nvidia RTX 3080 FE 10GB | 1 | $385 | Used | 9001G1332530000 |
| ASUS TUF Gaming RTX 3080 OC 10GB | 1 | $385 | Used | TUF-RTX3080-O10G-GAMING |
| PowerColor RED DEVIL Radeon RX 6600 XT 8GB | 1 | $185 | BNIB | AXRX 6600 XT 8GBD6-3DHE/OC |
| Gigabyte RX 6600 XT Gaming OC 8GB | 1 | $185 | BNIB | GV-R66XTGAMING OC-8GD |
| EVGA GeForce RTX 2060 XC ULTRA GAMING 6GB | 1 | $125 | B-Stock NIB | 06G-P4-2166-RX |
| EVGA GTX 1070 Ti FTW ULTRA SILENT GAMING 8GB | 1 | $100 | Used | 08G-P4-6678-KR |
Motherboards
| Item | Qty | Shipped | Condition | Model |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Gigabyte X570 Aorus Master | 1* | $175 | Used | X570 AORUS MASTER |
| ASUS ROG Crosshair VIII Impact X570 | 1* | $175 | Used | Crosshair VIII Impact |
| MSI MAG Tomahawk B460 | 1 | $125 | BNIB | MAG B460 TOMAHAWK |
BUNDLES (CPU+MB) (2 items)
Ryzen Bundle 5900x $325 SHIPPED
| Component | Qty | Condition | Model | |
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| CPU | AMD Ryzen 9 5900X (can sell CPU alone for $200 shipped) | 1 | Used | 100-100000061WOF |
| MB | ASUS ROG Crosshair VIII Impact X570 | 1* | Used | Crosshair VIII Impact |
| or (choose only 1 motherboard) | ||||
| MB | Gigabyte X570 Aorus Master | 1* | Used | X570 AORUS MASTER |
Intel Bundle #1 i5-10600k $180 SHIPPED (not splitting)
| Component | Qty | Condition | Model | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| CPU | Intel Core i5-10600k | 1 | Used | BX8070110600K |
| MB | Gigabyte Z490 Vision G (White) | 1 | BNIB | Z490 VISION G |
Intel Bundle #2 i5-10400 $125 SHIPPED (not splitting)
| Component | Qty | Condition | Model | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| CPU | Intel Core i5-10400 | 1 | BNIB | BX8070110400 |
| MB | MSI MAG Tomahawk B460 | 1 | BNIB | MAG B460 TOMAHAWK |
TIMESTAMPS: GPUs MBs CPUs
2024.05.16 07:43 Total-Mastodon-6888 Top 10 Mistakes to Avoid in Your Visa Application
The prospect of embarking on a new adventure in a foreign country can be exhilarating. However, the visa application process
can often feel like navigating a complex maze, riddled with potential pitfalls. At Adric Immigration Consultants in Bangalore, we understand the importance of meticulous preparation when applying for a visa. Here, we unveil the top 10 mistakes to avoid, ensuring your application journey is smooth and successful.
1. Incompleteness and Inaccuracy: The Cardinal Sins
Missing Information: Leaving sections blank or failing to provide all the requested documentation is a recipe for application rejection. Always double-check the application form and ensure you have gathered all the necessary documents well in advance.
Inaccuracies and Inconsistencies: Typos, factual errors, or discrepancies between your application form and supporting documents can raise red flags for immigration officers. Proofread your application meticulously and ensure all details are consistent across all documents.
Unrealistic Travel Dates: Be realistic when specifying your intended travel dates. Delays in processing are common, so factor in a buffer period between your application submission and planned travel dates.
2. Applying for the Wrong Visa: Choosing the Right Path
Misunderstanding Visa Categories: Different visa categories cater to specific purposes, such as tourism, work, or studies. Thoroughly research the visa options offered by your target country and choose the one that aligns perfectly with your travel goals. Don’t hesitate to seek professional guidance if you’re unsure about the most suitable visa category.
Ignoring Eligibility Requirements: Each visa category comes with specific eligibility criteria. Failing to meet these requirements can lead to an immediate rejection. Carefully review the eligibility requirements for your chosen visa category and ensure you qualify before initiating the application process.
3. Failing to Disclose All Information: Honesty is the Best Policy
Misrepresenting Information: Tempting as it might be to omit certain information, complete honesty is crucial when applying for a visa. Fabricating facts or failing to disclose past travel history or criminal records can have severe consequences, including permanent visa ineligibility.
Undeclared Financial Resources: Proof of sufficient financial resources is often a mandatory requirement for many visa applications. Underestimating your expenses or failing to provide adequate financial documentation can raise concerns about your ability to support yourself during your stay.
4. Missing Documentation: Leaving Gaps in Your Story
Incomplete Documentation: Every visa application requires specific supporting documents. Missing documents can create delays or lead to rejection. Carefully review the required documents list and ensure you have everything in order before submitting your application.
Outdated Documents: Certain documents like medical certificates or police clearances have expiry dates. Ensure all your supporting documents are valid and current as per the application requirements.
Improper Translations and Authentication: If any of your documents are not in the official language of your target country, ensure they are translated by a certified translator and bear proper apostille seals or legalization if mandated.
5. Neglecting Application Fees: Don’t Forget the Formalities
Missing Fees: Visa applications often come with associated fees. Failing to pay the correct fee at the designated time can delay your application processing or lead to rejection. Research the applicable fees beforehand and ensure timely payment through the designated channels.
Forgetting Additional Costs: Beyond the official application fee, there might be additional costs associated with medical examinations, biometric data collection, or courier services. Factor in all potential costs when planning your visa application budget.
6. Failing to Meet Deadlines: Time is of the Essence
Missing Deadlines: Visa applications have specific filing deadlines. Late submissions can lead to complications, missed opportunities, or even application rejection. Plan ahead, gather your documents well in advance, and submit your application before the deadline.
Improper Scheduling (Interviews): For certain visa categories, a visa interview with a consular officer is mandatory. Treat this interview seriously, schedule it well in advance to avoid last-minute complications, and arrive promptly on the designated date.
7. Inadequate Travel Insurance Coverage: Be Prepared for the Unexpected
Insufficient Coverage: Travel insurance can be a visa requirement for some countries. Ensure your chosen travel insurance plan offers adequate coverage for medical emergencies, trip cancellations, and repatriation costs.
Neglecting Specific Requirements: Some countries might have specific travel insurance coverage requirements. Double-check if your chosen plan fulfills the minimum coverage mandated by the visa category.
8. Underestimating Processing Times: Patience is Key
Unrealistic Expectations: Visa processing times can vary significantly depending on the visa category, workload of the processing center, and individual circumstances. Research the average processing times for your chosen visa and be prepared for potential delays.
8. Underestimating Processing Times: Patience is Key (continued)
Frequent Inquiries: While it’s understandable to be eager about the status of your application, avoid bombarding immigration authorities with inquiries. Most processing centers offer online portals where you can track the progress of your application.
9. Failing to Prepare for the Interview: Opportunity Knocks Once
Lack of Preparation: If a visa interview is required for your application category, thorough preparation is key. Research common interview questions, anticipate potential inquiries related to your travel plans and purpose of visit, and practice your responses beforehand.
Unprofessional Demeanor: Dress appropriately, arrive on time, demonstrate confidence and respect during the interview. First impressions matter, and a professional demeanor can significantly improve your chances of approval.
Unclear Communication: Speak clearly and concisely, answer questions directly, and avoid providing vague or contradictory information. Effective communication can significantly enhance your interview experience.
10. Going it Alone: Seek Expert Guidance
Lack of Knowledge: Immigration laws are intricate and constantly evolving. Navigating the complexities of the visa application process alone can be overwhelming. Partnering with a reputable immigration consultant like Adric Immigration Consultants in Bangalore can provide invaluable support throughout your journey.
Benefits of Professional Guidance:
At Adric Immigration Consultants, we understand that the visa application process can be daunting. With our extensive experience and in-depth knowledge of global immigration regulations, we are here to guide you every step of the way.
Contact us today for a free consultation and let us turn your immigration dream into a reality. Together, we can ensure you avoid these common pitfalls and navigate the visa application process with confidence and clarity.
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can often feel like navigating a complex maze, riddled with potential pitfalls. At Adric Immigration Consultants in Bangalore, we understand the importance of meticulous preparation when applying for a visa. Here, we unveil the top 10 mistakes to avoid, ensuring your application journey is smooth and successful.
1. Incompleteness and Inaccuracy: The Cardinal Sins
Missing Information: Leaving sections blank or failing to provide all the requested documentation is a recipe for application rejection. Always double-check the application form and ensure you have gathered all the necessary documents well in advance.
Inaccuracies and Inconsistencies: Typos, factual errors, or discrepancies between your application form and supporting documents can raise red flags for immigration officers. Proofread your application meticulously and ensure all details are consistent across all documents.
Unrealistic Travel Dates: Be realistic when specifying your intended travel dates. Delays in processing are common, so factor in a buffer period between your application submission and planned travel dates.
2. Applying for the Wrong Visa: Choosing the Right Path
Misunderstanding Visa Categories: Different visa categories cater to specific purposes, such as tourism, work, or studies. Thoroughly research the visa options offered by your target country and choose the one that aligns perfectly with your travel goals. Don’t hesitate to seek professional guidance if you’re unsure about the most suitable visa category.
Ignoring Eligibility Requirements: Each visa category comes with specific eligibility criteria. Failing to meet these requirements can lead to an immediate rejection. Carefully review the eligibility requirements for your chosen visa category and ensure you qualify before initiating the application process.
3. Failing to Disclose All Information: Honesty is the Best Policy
Misrepresenting Information: Tempting as it might be to omit certain information, complete honesty is crucial when applying for a visa. Fabricating facts or failing to disclose past travel history or criminal records can have severe consequences, including permanent visa ineligibility.
Undeclared Financial Resources: Proof of sufficient financial resources is often a mandatory requirement for many visa applications. Underestimating your expenses or failing to provide adequate financial documentation can raise concerns about your ability to support yourself during your stay.
4. Missing Documentation: Leaving Gaps in Your Story
Incomplete Documentation: Every visa application requires specific supporting documents. Missing documents can create delays or lead to rejection. Carefully review the required documents list and ensure you have everything in order before submitting your application.
Outdated Documents: Certain documents like medical certificates or police clearances have expiry dates. Ensure all your supporting documents are valid and current as per the application requirements.
Improper Translations and Authentication: If any of your documents are not in the official language of your target country, ensure they are translated by a certified translator and bear proper apostille seals or legalization if mandated.
5. Neglecting Application Fees: Don’t Forget the Formalities
Missing Fees: Visa applications often come with associated fees. Failing to pay the correct fee at the designated time can delay your application processing or lead to rejection. Research the applicable fees beforehand and ensure timely payment through the designated channels.
Forgetting Additional Costs: Beyond the official application fee, there might be additional costs associated with medical examinations, biometric data collection, or courier services. Factor in all potential costs when planning your visa application budget.
6. Failing to Meet Deadlines: Time is of the Essence
Missing Deadlines: Visa applications have specific filing deadlines. Late submissions can lead to complications, missed opportunities, or even application rejection. Plan ahead, gather your documents well in advance, and submit your application before the deadline.
Improper Scheduling (Interviews): For certain visa categories, a visa interview with a consular officer is mandatory. Treat this interview seriously, schedule it well in advance to avoid last-minute complications, and arrive promptly on the designated date.
7. Inadequate Travel Insurance Coverage: Be Prepared for the Unexpected
Insufficient Coverage: Travel insurance can be a visa requirement for some countries. Ensure your chosen travel insurance plan offers adequate coverage for medical emergencies, trip cancellations, and repatriation costs.
Neglecting Specific Requirements: Some countries might have specific travel insurance coverage requirements. Double-check if your chosen plan fulfills the minimum coverage mandated by the visa category.
8. Underestimating Processing Times: Patience is Key
Unrealistic Expectations: Visa processing times can vary significantly depending on the visa category, workload of the processing center, and individual circumstances. Research the average processing times for your chosen visa and be prepared for potential delays.
8. Underestimating Processing Times: Patience is Key (continued)
Frequent Inquiries: While it’s understandable to be eager about the status of your application, avoid bombarding immigration authorities with inquiries. Most processing centers offer online portals where you can track the progress of your application.
9. Failing to Prepare for the Interview: Opportunity Knocks Once
Lack of Preparation: If a visa interview is required for your application category, thorough preparation is key. Research common interview questions, anticipate potential inquiries related to your travel plans and purpose of visit, and practice your responses beforehand.
Unprofessional Demeanor: Dress appropriately, arrive on time, demonstrate confidence and respect during the interview. First impressions matter, and a professional demeanor can significantly improve your chances of approval.
Unclear Communication: Speak clearly and concisely, answer questions directly, and avoid providing vague or contradictory information. Effective communication can significantly enhance your interview experience.
10. Going it Alone: Seek Expert Guidance
Lack of Knowledge: Immigration laws are intricate and constantly evolving. Navigating the complexities of the visa application process alone can be overwhelming. Partnering with a reputable immigration consultant like Adric Immigration Consultants in Bangalore can provide invaluable support throughout your journey.
Benefits of Professional Guidance:
- Expert Assessment: We can assess your eligibility for various visa options based on your unique circumstances.
- Application Assistance: We can guide you through the application process, ensuring accuracy and completeness of your documents.
- Interview Preparation: We can equip you with the knowledge and confidence to successfully navigate your visa interview.
- Post-Submission Support: We can track your application status, answer your questions, and address any concerns that might arise.
At Adric Immigration Consultants, we understand that the visa application process can be daunting. With our extensive experience and in-depth knowledge of global immigration regulations, we are here to guide you every step of the way.
Contact us today for a free consultation and let us turn your immigration dream into a reality. Together, we can ensure you avoid these common pitfalls and navigate the visa application process with confidence and clarity.
2024.05.16 07:42 SmartestElf How should a situation with law enforcement be handled by someone on probation?
So if someone is on felony probation, it would seem they are a slave to that state. We don't need to go into the many immoral and dehumanizing ways they are treated here, but my question is about them getting pulled over.
Are they still allowed to maintain their civil rights? Say it's a situation where they don't wish to ID and they are completely within the law not doing do, but they end up arrested because of some idiot cop. Sure, that civil case can be fought and won, but seemingly their probation county could violate them for being arrested.
There doesn't seem to be any regulation for probation. Like the "prisoner" is actually completely at the mercy of the prosecutor.
Is this the case or not?
What would be advised in any situation such as this?
Also, would it be ill advised for a probationer to conduct police audits?
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Are they still allowed to maintain their civil rights? Say it's a situation where they don't wish to ID and they are completely within the law not doing do, but they end up arrested because of some idiot cop. Sure, that civil case can be fought and won, but seemingly their probation county could violate them for being arrested.
There doesn't seem to be any regulation for probation. Like the "prisoner" is actually completely at the mercy of the prosecutor.
Is this the case or not?
What would be advised in any situation such as this?
Also, would it be ill advised for a probationer to conduct police audits?
2024.05.16 07:36 Sightshade Announcement - New Rules, Restricted Mode, and More!
Hi, everyone! The TTYD remake is less than a week away, and the hype is reaching critical levels, so the mod team wanted to take this chance to make a few little announcements.
If you were around here back when Origami King released, this may be familiar to you - at midnight on release day, we'll be putting the sub in Restricted Mode, which means that all new threads will need to be manually approved before they show up publicly. This serves a variety of purposes:
Also - in the past, we've had stickied threads regarding "No Fandom Memes" and "No Vivian Debates." With all the newer members here, we figured it was time to take those two "unofficial rules" and fully legitimize them on the sidebar as Rule 5 and Rule 6:
Finally, it's about a month overdue, but we wanted to welcome our newest moderator to the team, DMZapp! He's a long-time contributor to the Paper Mario community, the artist behind several redesign fan projects, and just an all-around intelligent, sensible, and nice person. We hope you all won't break his spirit, like you've broken the rest of us....... 😰
.....Anyway, that's all we have to announce! See you very soon in Rogueport! 🥳
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If you were around here back when Origami King released, this may be familiar to you - at midnight on release day, we'll be putting the sub in Restricted Mode, which means that all new threads will need to be manually approved before they show up publicly. This serves a variety of purposes:
- It keeps the pace of new threads mellow and coherent, so we can all discuss the remake without drowning in a flood of hype and spam.
- It lets us police spoilers, so that nothing will slip by that isn't properly spoiler-tagged for the benefit of new players. (Reminder that everything past Chapter 2 should be tagged)!
- It cuts down on repetitive content. Instead of 20 posts about the same detail, all that discussion can be focused into one thread. (If you made a post and it's not appearing, check to see if a similar thread has already been posted)!
Rule 5: We thrive on memes here, and a bit of friendly satire never hurt anyone, but sometimes it can go too far. Please don't post any memes mocking or insulting the /papermario community, in whole or in part. It just leads to hurt feelings, and perpetuates a cycle of toxicity.We want this community to feel safe for everyone, so please report any posts you see that are out of line, and feel free to message us directly if you have any larger concerns!
Rule 6: The nature of Vivian's gender identity has been subject to raging debates for over 20 years. On this subreddit, both cisgender and transgender interpretations are valid - any attempts to shame, correct, or argue with other users about this will not be allowed.
.....Anyway, that's all we have to announce! See you very soon in Rogueport! 🥳
2024.05.16 07:36 VonBagel Killer Concept: The Avarice
This one is actually fairly simple, I promise. In fact, this killer was born because I saw a comment in the main DBD sub that said only three of the 36 available killers were listed as "easy," so I decided to challenge myself to make one that could also be rated as "easy," with a simple power.
I've been struggling with figuring out how to do an idea I've wanted to make for a while, a killer whose touch was the most dangerous thing about them; I have in my mind the image of a killer who only has to put a single finger against a prop to break it, owing to some cursed touch they have. I went the route of decay and rot for a while, thinking up stuff a la Phage the Untouchable from MtG, then I pondered tapping into a really niche hit with Quachil Uttaus, the Treader in the Dust, a minor eldritch entity from the Cthulhu Mythos, but that one will likely be saved for a more complex take on the same idea. Don't yell at me when I basically post the same killer twice, but one with more bells and whistles.
I eventually settled on a gender-reversed take on King Midas, as I also have a sore lack of female killers in my fanmade roster (I have more genderless nightmare monsters than women). I believe in unhinged lady's rights, and so from that comes the Avarice. I only have a rough grasp on her overall appearance, but I know her left arm has been dramatically altered; her skin is solid gold, but not in a beautiful, elegant way; it's more like she dipped her arm in a molten vat and pulled it back out before it could fully incinerate her. Body horror as Entity thorns and spines jut from below the flesh, the thorns also transmuted into gold. Her body is run through by veins that pulse precious metal throughout her form. Gemstones grow like tumors and warts on her corrupt arm and rarely across her body, including one on the back of her left hand which looks more like an eye than anything else. Her left eye has been completely replaced by a bloody gemstone.
Despite what appears to be a grievous and horrid transformation, she has an air of playfulness in what she does. Her wall-breaking animation is her spinning her hand around before giving the wall a single, gentle poke with a single finger. She gently flicks generators to damage them. Her pallet break animation is grabbing the thing and sinking her fingers into it, letting her power shatter it. About the only thing that isn't playful is her stun animation, in which she's absolutely furious, where she growls and hisses, the sound joined by a chorus from the living jewelry she wears. Whenever she interacts destructively with a prop, veins of corrupt gold and silver boil across the surface she's touching until it breaks.
110% speed. 32 meter terror radius. Medium height (Pig height)
--Power: Gilded Transmutation. Pressing the ability button causes the Avarice to hold her cursed hand forward and begin to laugh. She laughs continuously for the 8 seconds she remains in her 'transmutation stance,' signaling all nearby survivors that the power is in play. While Transmutation is active, the Avarice moves 5% faster, and she can end the ability early to perform a special lunging attack which follows the logic of a normal M1 lunge. If she strikes a dropped pallet or breakable wall with the lunge, the impediment is destroyed after 0.80 seconds by her curse.
Upon striking a survivor, that survivor gains their sprint burst as if they had been damaged, and is afflicted with Golden Death. After 60 seconds pass, if the survivor is reduced to the dying state through any means, or if the survivor is struck with Gilded Transmutation a second time, the survivor is wracked with pain and screams as golden tendrils slither across their bodies and engulf them until they're a Gilt Statue. 7 seconds after becoming a statue, sacrifice progress begins as if the survivor had been hooked. If the survivor was on top of a prop, inside a locker, mid-vault, in midair, or otherwise not in contact with the ground when their timer ran out, the survivor staggers towards the nearest empty patch of ground that is at least 2 meters from any interactible props before transforming.
Anti-camp measures affect survivors transmuted gilt statues; they can break free of the transmutation at any stage if the Avarice spends too long within 16 meters of them. A survivor that dies from the transmutation is claimed by the Entity and pulled into the ground. Another survivor can free a transmuted survivor by taking 3 seconds to pull at the gruesome metal enough to free the trapped victim's limbs, after which they free themselves.
After hitting a survivor with Gilded Transmutation, the Avarice is slowed by 30% and cannot attack for 2.5 seconds as she giggles to herself. If she hits a pallet or wall, she is slowed by 15% and cannot attack for 1.5 seconds as she brushes wood scraps off her hand. If she impacts terrain or obstacles with her lunge, or misses completely, she is slowed by 20% and cannot attack for 2 seconds as she rages impotently. Gilded Transmutation has a cooldown of 35 seconds.
--Passive: Golden Rings. Four special rings mold themselves from the Fog at the beginning of the trial. Survivors can see the auras of these rings if they're within 24 meters of one, or from any distance if they're affected with Golden Death.
A survivor can stand over a ring and pick it up as if it were an item, wearing it on their right hand. A special icon pops up on their portrait (visible to other survivors, but not the killer) to show they have a ring. A survivor with a ring on has a band on their right hand which visibly glimmers every now and again when the survivor is in chase.
A survivor wearing a ring that is struck by Gilded Transmutation loses a health state, and their ring is destroyed, but they are not affected by Golden Death. A survivor affected by Golden Death who picks up a ring is locked in place for 2.5 seconds as the ring counteracts and ends the curse, then crumbles away. A survivor who is wearing a ring can slip it onto the finger of a transmuted survivor, which frees them in 0.75 seconds and destroys the ring. A ring on a survivor's finger is destroyed if they're reduced to the dying state or otherwise grabbed.
Rings take 45 seconds to respawn, and will attempt to respawn at least 32 meters from any survivor.
See? Simple! Sort of. ... Okay, this is logically probably a medium-difficulty killer, but in my head it's no more hard to grasp than Legion; you do a special lunge attack that either damages survivors (if they have a ring) or curses them (if they don't) and clears obstacles super quickly. The auto-hook mechanic returns again, as well, but this time it requires a special prop to end it early!
The primary tactics here are to either hit someone with the curse and then force them to scamper off and find a ring, which means they aren't doing gens; hit someone with the curse and then chase them for 30 seconds until the cooldown is done, then hit them again to instantly transmute them; OR hit them with the curse, then down them with two basic attacks to transmute them, using the transmutation to swiftly break obstacles in your path.
ADD-ONS
COMMON
PERKS
Ravenous Want: It doesn't matter what it is or what it does; if someone wants it, you want it more. This perk activates while you're within 8 meters of an item on the ground or a chest and remains active for 4 seconds after leaving this radius. While this perk is active, the cooldown for your successful basic attacks is reduced by 24%.
Terrifying Rage: The sound you unleash when you're pained is so shockingly inhuman that anyone nearby is filled with supernatural fear. Whenever you are stunned through any means, all survivors within 18 meters of you become incapacitated for 5 seconds. Then, Terrifying Rage goes on cooldown for 20 seconds.
ALTERNATE: Affects all survivors in your terror radius, but the cooldown is 45 seconds.
Hex: Webs of Gold: An insidious sloth twines itself over those who find themselves seduced by greed, making it hard to concentrate on what truly matters. Whenever a survivor opens a chest, sabotages a gook, picks up a non-killer item, or cleanses any totem while this Hex stands, they become cursed for 20 seconds. While cursed by this Hex, they suffer a 14% penalty to repair and healing speeds. When this Hex totem is cleansed, the survivor who cleansed it is cursed for 35 seconds.
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I've been struggling with figuring out how to do an idea I've wanted to make for a while, a killer whose touch was the most dangerous thing about them; I have in my mind the image of a killer who only has to put a single finger against a prop to break it, owing to some cursed touch they have. I went the route of decay and rot for a while, thinking up stuff a la Phage the Untouchable from MtG, then I pondered tapping into a really niche hit with Quachil Uttaus, the Treader in the Dust, a minor eldritch entity from the Cthulhu Mythos, but that one will likely be saved for a more complex take on the same idea. Don't yell at me when I basically post the same killer twice, but one with more bells and whistles.
I eventually settled on a gender-reversed take on King Midas, as I also have a sore lack of female killers in my fanmade roster (I have more genderless nightmare monsters than women). I believe in unhinged lady's rights, and so from that comes the Avarice. I only have a rough grasp on her overall appearance, but I know her left arm has been dramatically altered; her skin is solid gold, but not in a beautiful, elegant way; it's more like she dipped her arm in a molten vat and pulled it back out before it could fully incinerate her. Body horror as Entity thorns and spines jut from below the flesh, the thorns also transmuted into gold. Her body is run through by veins that pulse precious metal throughout her form. Gemstones grow like tumors and warts on her corrupt arm and rarely across her body, including one on the back of her left hand which looks more like an eye than anything else. Her left eye has been completely replaced by a bloody gemstone.
Despite what appears to be a grievous and horrid transformation, she has an air of playfulness in what she does. Her wall-breaking animation is her spinning her hand around before giving the wall a single, gentle poke with a single finger. She gently flicks generators to damage them. Her pallet break animation is grabbing the thing and sinking her fingers into it, letting her power shatter it. About the only thing that isn't playful is her stun animation, in which she's absolutely furious, where she growls and hisses, the sound joined by a chorus from the living jewelry she wears. Whenever she interacts destructively with a prop, veins of corrupt gold and silver boil across the surface she's touching until it breaks.
--Power: Gilded Transmutation. Pressing the ability button causes the Avarice to hold her cursed hand forward and begin to laugh. She laughs continuously for the 8 seconds she remains in her 'transmutation stance,' signaling all nearby survivors that the power is in play. While Transmutation is active, the Avarice moves 5% faster, and she can end the ability early to perform a special lunging attack which follows the logic of a normal M1 lunge. If she strikes a dropped pallet or breakable wall with the lunge, the impediment is destroyed after 0.80 seconds by her curse.
Upon striking a survivor, that survivor gains their sprint burst as if they had been damaged, and is afflicted with Golden Death. After 60 seconds pass, if the survivor is reduced to the dying state through any means, or if the survivor is struck with Gilded Transmutation a second time, the survivor is wracked with pain and screams as golden tendrils slither across their bodies and engulf them until they're a Gilt Statue. 7 seconds after becoming a statue, sacrifice progress begins as if the survivor had been hooked. If the survivor was on top of a prop, inside a locker, mid-vault, in midair, or otherwise not in contact with the ground when their timer ran out, the survivor staggers towards the nearest empty patch of ground that is at least 2 meters from any interactible props before transforming.
Anti-camp measures affect survivors transmuted gilt statues; they can break free of the transmutation at any stage if the Avarice spends too long within 16 meters of them. A survivor that dies from the transmutation is claimed by the Entity and pulled into the ground. Another survivor can free a transmuted survivor by taking 3 seconds to pull at the gruesome metal enough to free the trapped victim's limbs, after which they free themselves.
After hitting a survivor with Gilded Transmutation, the Avarice is slowed by 30% and cannot attack for 2.5 seconds as she giggles to herself. If she hits a pallet or wall, she is slowed by 15% and cannot attack for 1.5 seconds as she brushes wood scraps off her hand. If she impacts terrain or obstacles with her lunge, or misses completely, she is slowed by 20% and cannot attack for 2 seconds as she rages impotently. Gilded Transmutation has a cooldown of 35 seconds.
--Passive: Golden Rings. Four special rings mold themselves from the Fog at the beginning of the trial. Survivors can see the auras of these rings if they're within 24 meters of one, or from any distance if they're affected with Golden Death.
A survivor can stand over a ring and pick it up as if it were an item, wearing it on their right hand. A special icon pops up on their portrait (visible to other survivors, but not the killer) to show they have a ring. A survivor with a ring on has a band on their right hand which visibly glimmers every now and again when the survivor is in chase.
A survivor wearing a ring that is struck by Gilded Transmutation loses a health state, and their ring is destroyed, but they are not affected by Golden Death. A survivor affected by Golden Death who picks up a ring is locked in place for 2.5 seconds as the ring counteracts and ends the curse, then crumbles away. A survivor who is wearing a ring can slip it onto the finger of a transmuted survivor, which frees them in 0.75 seconds and destroys the ring. A ring on a survivor's finger is destroyed if they're reduced to the dying state or otherwise grabbed.
Rings take 45 seconds to respawn, and will attempt to respawn at least 32 meters from any survivor.
The primary tactics here are to either hit someone with the curse and then force them to scamper off and find a ring, which means they aren't doing gens; hit someone with the curse and then chase them for 30 seconds until the cooldown is done, then hit them again to instantly transmute them; OR hit them with the curse, then down them with two basic attacks to transmute them, using the transmutation to swiftly break obstacles in your path.
COMMON
- Tarnished Silver: Golden rings respawn 5 seconds faster, and Golden Death takes 5 seconds longer to trigger. Double the bloodpoint reward for score events with Gilded Transmutation.
- Golden File: The Avarice remains in her transmutation stance for 1 additional second.
- Shattered Earrings: The Avarice moves 2% faster while in her transmutation stance.
- Cracked Sapphire: The cooldown for hitting terrain or missing Gilded Transmutation is reduced by 0.5 seconds.
- Gilt Hooks: The lunge distance of Gilded Transmutation is increased by 40%.
- Polishing Rag: Gilded Transmutation's cooldown is reduced by 4 seconds.
- Transmuted Lead: Golden Death triggers 5 seconds sooner, and the grace period is 1 second shorter.
- Twisted Necklace: The Avarice moves 4% faster while in her transmutation stance.
- Slag Pile: Golden rings take 5 more seconds to respawn and will attempt to spawn 4 meters further from survivors.
- Greed's Toll: A survivor that performs a conspicuous action within 10 seconds of being unhooked becomes affected by Golden Death.
- Gilt Scraps: The Avarice remains in her transmutation stance for 3 additional seconds.
- Gnarled Rings: The Avarice moves 6% faster while in her transmutation stance.
- Old Jewelry Box: Damaging a healthy survivor with a basic attack while they're wearing a golden ring destroys the ring.
- Perfectly-Cut Ruby: Gilded Transmutation's cooldown is reduced by 8 seconds.
- Twisted Jewelry Box: The cooldown animations for Gilded Transmutation are all 0.5 seconds shorter. Reduces the speed penalty the Avarice suffers while in her cooldown animation by 5%.
- Thorn Ring: The Avarice moves 5% faster while in her transmutation stance, and her transmutation stance lasts 3 additional seconds.
- Weight of Gilt: Whenever a survivor becomes affected by Golden Death or is fully transmuted, all other survivors within 32 meters of that survivor become incapacitated for 5 seconds.
- Appraisal Lens: Survivors outside the Avarice's terror radius cannot move their cameras completely off the aura of the nearest transmuted survivor.
- Iridescent Diamond: Breaking a pallet or wall does not end Gilded Transmutation, though it still forces the Avarice into her cooldown animation.
- Malignant Gem Tumor: If you are further than 32 meters from a transmuted survivor, other survivors which free that transmuted survivor without using a ring are affected by Golden Death.
Ravenous Want: It doesn't matter what it is or what it does; if someone wants it, you want it more. This perk activates while you're within 8 meters of an item on the ground or a chest and remains active for 4 seconds after leaving this radius. While this perk is active, the cooldown for your successful basic attacks is reduced by 24%.
Terrifying Rage: The sound you unleash when you're pained is so shockingly inhuman that anyone nearby is filled with supernatural fear. Whenever you are stunned through any means, all survivors within 18 meters of you become incapacitated for 5 seconds. Then, Terrifying Rage goes on cooldown for 20 seconds.
ALTERNATE: Affects all survivors in your terror radius, but the cooldown is 45 seconds.
Hex: Webs of Gold: An insidious sloth twines itself over those who find themselves seduced by greed, making it hard to concentrate on what truly matters. Whenever a survivor opens a chest, sabotages a gook, picks up a non-killer item, or cleanses any totem while this Hex stands, they become cursed for 20 seconds. While cursed by this Hex, they suffer a 14% penalty to repair and healing speeds. When this Hex totem is cleansed, the survivor who cleansed it is cursed for 35 seconds.
2024.05.16 07:30 J-Dissenting Finally! Proof that "Lawtubers" are stupid as fuck. Schizo-post.
I have long held a deep-seated hatred for Lawtubers. I'm not talking about lawyers on social media generally. I'm talking specifically about those losers who graduated from a podunk law school, with no academic accolades at all, couldn't get hired at even a shitty law firm, and spent their career doing shitlaw (if any law at all) before going on YouTube to live stream and pretend like they're legal experts. They give us actual, practicing lawyers a bad name and they have committed the grave sin of making me want to blow my brains out any time I happen to unwitting find myself listening to them speak.
The star of this post is Good Lawgic. I made a previous post about how these morons manage to get law degrees (now deleted because I do an auto-prune of my Reddit history every few months to deal with other schizos), but the reason I'm making this post is his latest grift: https://www.givesendgo.com/UngagTrump
For those who haven't been following along the countless Trump lawsuits, in the NY "I paid to cover up having sex with a porn star" lawsuit, the judge issued a gag order preventing Trump from being himself and saying his usual unhinged shit about jurors and the family members of the judge/court staff/etc.
Good Lawgic, who regularly covers this kind of shit, must have finally saw an opportunity to make a buck "practicing law" because he started a crowdfund for himself to file an appeal to overturn the gag order on the grounds that it is unconstitutional. The wonderful thing? He links his petition! It's here: https://acrobat.adobe.com/id/urn:aaid:sc:us:6d741966-3725-45b3-b46d-feb3e3ba4f88
I gotta say, I was excited. I can finally read him write! If you guys don't know, lawyers don't debate for a living. You can't tell how good a lawyer is based on online debate performance (for a number of reasons I won't get into here). We write for a living. Seeing a lawyer's writing is really the only way to truly assess their competence. Here, he has done the kindness of displaying his incompetence for everyone to see. I won't go through all of the grammatical mistakes because there's so fucking many of them. He should've at least asked ChatGPT to fix his grammar. Shit, he should've asked ChatGPT to write the whole brief instead.
Those of you who aren't lawyers might think that this looks okay. But hopefully by the end of this post, I'll have successfully convinced you that Good Lawgic is a grifting, incompetent loser.
I'll elaborate. The "meat" of this document is on pages 5 to 19, or the "Memorandum of Law in Support of Temporary Restraining Order". This is basically the legal argument portion.
Now, if you're going to ask for a TRO, or literally anything from a court, at least start by stating the relevant legal standard. What do you need to prove to be granted a TRO? I don't practice in NY state law (federal court gigachad here btw), so based on a quick google search, in NY, it's this: https://casetext.com/regulation/new-york-codes-rules-and-regulations/title-22-judiciary/subtitle-a-judicial-administration/chapter-ii-uniform-rules-for-the-new-york-state-trial-courts/part-202-uniform-civil-rules-for-the-supreme-court-and-the-county-court/section-2028-e-temporary-restraining-orders
Nowhere in Good Lawgic's "Memorandum of Law" does he even recite this standard, much less explain why it's met. In a brief, after stating the relevant legal standard(s), you need to argue, with facts and/or precedent, why that standard is met or not met (depending on what nets you a win). Do you know how you do this analysis? With citations. Citations to to factual record are necessary for factual assertions, and citations to precedential cases are necessary for explaining why your position is legally correct. They must also be easily discoverable by whoever is reading your brief. For comparison, read this ACLU brief, also written in favor of lifting a gag order on Trump (though in a different case and written as an amicus brief, which is radically different from a TRO petition): https://www.aclu.org/cases/united-states-v-trump-amicus-brief?document=Proposed-Brief-Amici-Curiae-of-the-ACLU-%26-ACLU-DC-in-Aid-of-the-Courts-Re-evaluation-of-its-Gag-Order#legal-documents
In the ACLU brief, these actual, practicing lawyers cite almost every line. As they should. Seriously, pick a random page, and you'll see that to the extent possible, every statement, assertion, and argument is supported by some citation. The reality is, Good Lawgic didn't write a brief. He wrote an editorial full of conclusory statements and sophistry. His "Memorandum of Law" belongs on Breitbart, and he obviously has no idea how to write an actual legal argument for a court. There's nothing legal about his petition. He just says shit without citations. It's a Memorandum of Feels and Vibes. This is how a "NY litigator of 25 years" writes? Are you kidding me?
Oh, wait, his entire work experience is (checks LinkedIn) debt collection.
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The star of this post is Good Lawgic. I made a previous post about how these morons manage to get law degrees (now deleted because I do an auto-prune of my Reddit history every few months to deal with other schizos), but the reason I'm making this post is his latest grift: https://www.givesendgo.com/UngagTrump
For those who haven't been following along the countless Trump lawsuits, in the NY "I paid to cover up having sex with a porn star" lawsuit, the judge issued a gag order preventing Trump from being himself and saying his usual unhinged shit about jurors and the family members of the judge/court staff/etc.
Good Lawgic, who regularly covers this kind of shit, must have finally saw an opportunity to make a buck "practicing law" because he started a crowdfund for himself to file an appeal to overturn the gag order on the grounds that it is unconstitutional. The wonderful thing? He links his petition! It's here: https://acrobat.adobe.com/id/urn:aaid:sc:us:6d741966-3725-45b3-b46d-feb3e3ba4f88
I gotta say, I was excited. I can finally read him write! If you guys don't know, lawyers don't debate for a living. You can't tell how good a lawyer is based on online debate performance (for a number of reasons I won't get into here). We write for a living. Seeing a lawyer's writing is really the only way to truly assess their competence. Here, he has done the kindness of displaying his incompetence for everyone to see. I won't go through all of the grammatical mistakes because there's so fucking many of them. He should've at least asked ChatGPT to fix his grammar. Shit, he should've asked ChatGPT to write the whole brief instead.
Those of you who aren't lawyers might think that this looks okay. But hopefully by the end of this post, I'll have successfully convinced you that Good Lawgic is a grifting, incompetent loser.
The Legal Standard
He doesn't state it. Lol. Lmao, even.I'll elaborate. The "meat" of this document is on pages 5 to 19, or the "Memorandum of Law in Support of Temporary Restraining Order". This is basically the legal argument portion.
Now, if you're going to ask for a TRO, or literally anything from a court, at least start by stating the relevant legal standard. What do you need to prove to be granted a TRO? I don't practice in NY state law (federal court gigachad here btw), so based on a quick google search, in NY, it's this: https://casetext.com/regulation/new-york-codes-rules-and-regulations/title-22-judiciary/subtitle-a-judicial-administration/chapter-ii-uniform-rules-for-the-new-york-state-trial-courts/part-202-uniform-civil-rules-for-the-supreme-court-and-the-county-court/section-2028-e-temporary-restraining-orders
Nowhere in Good Lawgic's "Memorandum of Law" does he even recite this standard, much less explain why it's met. In a brief, after stating the relevant legal standard(s), you need to argue, with facts and/or precedent, why that standard is met or not met (depending on what nets you a win). Do you know how you do this analysis? With citations. Citations to to factual record are necessary for factual assertions, and citations to precedential cases are necessary for explaining why your position is legally correct. They must also be easily discoverable by whoever is reading your brief. For comparison, read this ACLU brief, also written in favor of lifting a gag order on Trump (though in a different case and written as an amicus brief, which is radically different from a TRO petition): https://www.aclu.org/cases/united-states-v-trump-amicus-brief?document=Proposed-Brief-Amici-Curiae-of-the-ACLU-%26-ACLU-DC-in-Aid-of-the-Courts-Re-evaluation-of-its-Gag-Order#legal-documents
In the ACLU brief, these actual, practicing lawyers cite almost every line. As they should. Seriously, pick a random page, and you'll see that to the extent possible, every statement, assertion, and argument is supported by some citation. The reality is, Good Lawgic didn't write a brief. He wrote an editorial full of conclusory statements and sophistry. His "Memorandum of Law" belongs on Breitbart, and he obviously has no idea how to write an actual legal argument for a court. There's nothing legal about his petition. He just says shit without citations. It's a Memorandum of Feels and Vibes. This is how a "NY litigator of 25 years" writes? Are you kidding me?
Oh, wait, his entire work experience is (checks LinkedIn) debt collection.
The Grift
The reality is, even as stupid as he is (seriously, the grammatical errors, oh my god), he knows this brief isn't winning. It's going to be immediately slapped down because it's asinine. But you know what? He's grifted at least 26k from Trumptards so far, and after his petition gets summarily eviscerated, it's going to be further evidence of the ~corruption of the NY courts and the liberal conspiracy against Trump~. The sad reality is he feels free to proudly link his dogshit petition because he knows his followers and donators are illiterate. But you know what? I'm glad he linked it. Because I get to read this hilarious affirmation made under penalty of perjury: "We need to freely access Trump."2024.05.16 07:18 PoliceMisconduct William Smith Killed by Lea County Sheriff's Office, Hobbs Police Department
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2024.05.16 07:14 bugmultiverse Putting The plot of Arkham Origins put through google translate a ton of times. Makes it rated M now
On Christmas Eve, Batman intervenes in a jailbreak at Blackgate Agents led by Black Mask killed the political teacher and fled. Batman loses the battle to Killer Crocker, but Crocker, leader of the Worldwide Eight, convinces Gotham City to demand $50 million from Black Mask in exchange for Batman.
Batman takes Penguin aboard the ship in hopes of finding Black Mask. He defeated two assassins DeathStroke and Electrocutor and learned from Penguin that Black Mask was killed in his house. Batman investigates and discovers that the attacker is not Black Mask but an ordinary man named Joker, who has a history of killing people. Batman panics and reports the crime to the police. Along the way, he meets Batman's archenemy, Captain James Gordon, as well as heroes who wish him luck. At the request of Gordon's daughter Barbara, Batman investigates the GCPD, gathers intelligence, and discovers a bomb planted by Black Mask. Batman learns through the bank that the Joker's black mask has been stolen and breaks into the Gotham Commercial Bank.
Black Mask takes off his Batman costume on the bed and transforms into the Joker. A few days ago, the leader of the evil empire, the clown Black Mask, started taking revenge on Batman. Batman follows the Joker to Zion Steel Works, frees Black Mask, and defeats the murderous Copperhead. When the Joker arrives at Gotham's Royal Hotel, he discovers that Batman and his henchmen have loaded explosives into the hotel, killing the staff and robbing the guests. Joker scolds Batman for not killing the killer and throws him out the window with a stick, killing him as Batman grabs his gun. The villains begin attacking Batman, but Bane wants Batman to go after the Joker. When Batman entered the building, he found the Joker on the roof and fought Bane. Batman surrounds Alfred and asks the police for help. Bane escapes in a helicopter and shoots the Joker, who is forced to flee to a hotel. Batman saves Joker, but Joker doesn't understand why he saved someone like that.
Joker is taken care of by a doctor and captured. Harley Quinn's black portal shook her. He tells Quinzel about his encounter with Batman. In the Batman cave, Alfred begs Batman not to threaten or kill him, but Batman refuses. Batman also knows that he thinks he is Bruce Wayne. When the Fireflies enter Pioneer Bridge, Batman and Gordon must work together to destroy them and stop the shooting. Meanwhile, Bane enters the dungeon and attacks Alfred. When the cave collapsed, Batman found Alfred dead but revived him with the help of lightning. Alfred says Gotham needs Batman to stop people like Ben.
Elsewhere, Blackgate joins the fight and attacks the Joker. Batman and Gordon realize they need friends and team up with the police to rebuild the prison. Batman can kill Ben while the Joker is sitting in the electric chair, or find a way to kill the Joker to revive the electric chair and slow Ben's heart rate. Batman seals Ben's heart with an electric seal. Joker wants to destroy the city. Batman also learns that Ben was injected with the steroid TH-1, which turned him into a mole. In the following battle, he defeated Batman, but contracted an illness that he hid from Batman. With Gordon's help, Batman captured the Joker. Joker is surprised to see that Ben is still alive and tries to kill Batman but Ben refuses. Gordon believes that Batman can help the city so he decides not to pursue Batman.
Quincy Sharp was last seen in Arkham Alsume to house the city's worst criminals. In the post-credits scene, an imprisoned DeathStroke is welcomed by Amanda wall to join her Suicidal Force
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Batman takes Penguin aboard the ship in hopes of finding Black Mask. He defeated two assassins DeathStroke and Electrocutor and learned from Penguin that Black Mask was killed in his house. Batman investigates and discovers that the attacker is not Black Mask but an ordinary man named Joker, who has a history of killing people. Batman panics and reports the crime to the police. Along the way, he meets Batman's archenemy, Captain James Gordon, as well as heroes who wish him luck. At the request of Gordon's daughter Barbara, Batman investigates the GCPD, gathers intelligence, and discovers a bomb planted by Black Mask. Batman learns through the bank that the Joker's black mask has been stolen and breaks into the Gotham Commercial Bank.
Black Mask takes off his Batman costume on the bed and transforms into the Joker. A few days ago, the leader of the evil empire, the clown Black Mask, started taking revenge on Batman. Batman follows the Joker to Zion Steel Works, frees Black Mask, and defeats the murderous Copperhead. When the Joker arrives at Gotham's Royal Hotel, he discovers that Batman and his henchmen have loaded explosives into the hotel, killing the staff and robbing the guests. Joker scolds Batman for not killing the killer and throws him out the window with a stick, killing him as Batman grabs his gun. The villains begin attacking Batman, but Bane wants Batman to go after the Joker. When Batman entered the building, he found the Joker on the roof and fought Bane. Batman surrounds Alfred and asks the police for help. Bane escapes in a helicopter and shoots the Joker, who is forced to flee to a hotel. Batman saves Joker, but Joker doesn't understand why he saved someone like that.
Joker is taken care of by a doctor and captured. Harley Quinn's black portal shook her. He tells Quinzel about his encounter with Batman. In the Batman cave, Alfred begs Batman not to threaten or kill him, but Batman refuses. Batman also knows that he thinks he is Bruce Wayne. When the Fireflies enter Pioneer Bridge, Batman and Gordon must work together to destroy them and stop the shooting. Meanwhile, Bane enters the dungeon and attacks Alfred. When the cave collapsed, Batman found Alfred dead but revived him with the help of lightning. Alfred says Gotham needs Batman to stop people like Ben.
Elsewhere, Blackgate joins the fight and attacks the Joker. Batman and Gordon realize they need friends and team up with the police to rebuild the prison. Batman can kill Ben while the Joker is sitting in the electric chair, or find a way to kill the Joker to revive the electric chair and slow Ben's heart rate. Batman seals Ben's heart with an electric seal. Joker wants to destroy the city. Batman also learns that Ben was injected with the steroid TH-1, which turned him into a mole. In the following battle, he defeated Batman, but contracted an illness that he hid from Batman. With Gordon's help, Batman captured the Joker. Joker is surprised to see that Ben is still alive and tries to kill Batman but Ben refuses. Gordon believes that Batman can help the city so he decides not to pursue Batman.
Quincy Sharp was last seen in Arkham Alsume to house the city's worst criminals. In the post-credits scene, an imprisoned DeathStroke is welcomed by Amanda wall to join her Suicidal Force
2024.05.16 07:10 spicypanda66 Question concerning a wrongful arrest from years ago in a different state
So as to not give away too much personal information, so years ago got into a pretty violent altercation with my oldest brother he was near 40, i was in my early thirties. It stemmed from him being the aggressor of the altercation, now he attacked my mother than myself trying to steal her cellphone, which involves her getting punched, me nearly having both my arms broken, so i returned in kind extremely hard forearm blows to the face breaking multiple bones, now he didn't fight back till he began crying and shoved me down hard he then held the door shut so he could call the police, me and my mom finally got out and then we asked him to please give us the phone back he refused which i knew was considered theft of property.
Now we are trying to get the phone and he's biting me repeatedly hard on my arms, i headbutted him to break his hold. He then got up and i chomped on his calf. He then ran out called police again saying it was going to kill him. He then bashed his head into a tree till he bled good.
Police arrested me even though witnesses stated he was the aggressor, did three and a half months got out when a judge finally after the first three recused themselves, the last judge was mad and yelled at the cops, it was Clayton county ga aka Victor hill shenanigans. I was released on a or bond and charges were changed to self defense. Do i still have a way to use the officer who arrested me or the city? Or hell even my brother?
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Now we are trying to get the phone and he's biting me repeatedly hard on my arms, i headbutted him to break his hold. He then got up and i chomped on his calf. He then ran out called police again saying it was going to kill him. He then bashed his head into a tree till he bled good.
Police arrested me even though witnesses stated he was the aggressor, did three and a half months got out when a judge finally after the first three recused themselves, the last judge was mad and yelled at the cops, it was Clayton county ga aka Victor hill shenanigans. I was released on a or bond and charges were changed to self defense. Do i still have a way to use the officer who arrested me or the city? Or hell even my brother?
2024.05.16 07:10 _EheTeNandayo_ This is comedic
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2024.05.16 07:08 JosephHeitger Headlights in the rain
Piggybacking off of the post earlier about bright headlights:
I see way too many people driving around gray cars that blend in to the road, without lights on in the pouring rain. What bothers me the most though is that usually it’s the police doing it. Just turn them on when you start the car so you never have to worry about it.
Also piggybacking off my own post bitching:
Turn signals in roundabouts. I know they’re new in my area but I’ve only seen a handful of people signal to leave them. If you signal out then grandma won’t stop in the yield land fearing her reaction time.
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I see way too many people driving around gray cars that blend in to the road, without lights on in the pouring rain. What bothers me the most though is that usually it’s the police doing it. Just turn them on when you start the car so you never have to worry about it.
Also piggybacking off my own post bitching:
Turn signals in roundabouts. I know they’re new in my area but I’ve only seen a handful of people signal to leave them. If you signal out then grandma won’t stop in the yield land fearing her reaction time.
2024.05.16 06:59 Own_Tailor9802 Do you know a country called South Korea?
My name is Emily. I'm from the United States and I wanted to end my 20's with a bang, and I'm happy to say that I ended my 20's in Korea.Actually, Korea was not a country that I had much to do with.Originally, I was a person who was immersed in Japanese culture since college.Japanese anime became my friend. There's a lot of interesting things about Japanese anime, like the fact that they depict real places in Japan, and they depict real food, and so I fell in love with Japan, and I even traveled to Japan a couple times, and I thought that Japan was the sum of everything that I longed for.
But then, in my late 20s, I met a friend who would change my life. It was a simple meeting with a long-lost college classmate, Sarah, who had gone on to work at a large firm in New York City, and whom I had shared anime and Japanese food with in my dorm room in college. She told me honestly that she had recently traveled to Korea and was seriously thinking about moving there. Unfortunately, the large company she worked for in New York had recently gone through a business crisis, and she was laid off.
She said that she was confused by the sudden betrayal of a well-known company, and to clear her mind, she went to the airport with the intention of leaving anywhere. She thought she would go to Japan, but when she arrived at the airport, she changed her mind. When she thought back to the places and restaurants she frequented most often while working at the company in New York, she remembered that she often went to Korean streets and Korean supermarkets in New York, and she thought that going to Korea on an impromptu trip was a really good idea, so she chose to go to Korea rather than Japan, which she already knew.
And buying a plane ticket on the spot at the airport was more than twice as expensive as booking a ticket in advance, but Sarah said that she didn't care, because she was depressed after being fired from her job, and she went to the airport to leave, but the curiosity about Korea that came over her made her want to leave right away, even if she had to pay for the expensive plane ticket.
He expressed that although he went to the airport courageously, he knew that the plane ticket would be too expensive, and he thought that maybe he should just go back home again, but his curiosity about Korea came from somewhere deep inside him, and it exploded like a bomb, and he was naturally drawn to it.
Sarah, who likes emotional things like essays and poems in college and enjoys such poetic expressions, but even so, I wondered if it was a little overdone, but when she said that she had been to Korea, I became more focused on her story.
However, I was able to understand why she expressed herself in such an over-the-top way after listening to her Korean stories.
"Korea is an amazing place, the people are so kind and warm, and most of all, the employment system is very well organized. There are many programs and support for job seekers, which is very helpful for people who are in a difficult situation like me."
When Sarah started with this story, I realized that she was really traumatized by being laid off.Now, she had been through a big ordeal and was in the process of recovering from it through Korea, so I decided to focus more on her story."You said you traveled to Korea, so what else did you do?" I asked."For example, what kind of programs were there?" I asked her.
"I happened to visit a job fair in Korea," she said, "where job seekers can get free career counseling and get the training they need." "I got a lot of help there, and it gave me the strength to get back on my feet, and maybe even get a job in Korea." "And most of all, the work culture in Korea is really family-like," she said, "I was impressed by how much my coworkers cared about each other and supported each other."
Sarah said that she was curious about what Korea was like, so she visited a large convention center in Korea and participated in various fairs, one of which was a job fair, and she interviewed with several Korean companies, and the Korean companies were ready to accept her as a colleague if she applied as an American. I also learned that Korea has many companies with global reach, and they are open to foreigners with various experiences, but in Korea, unless it is a large company, people don't prefer them, so if it is a small company, they want foreigners, but there is a sad reality that no one applies.
Unlike in the U.S., where you have to report your performance every week, and if you fall short, you are threatened with termination, Korean companies are definitely not more performance-oriented than in the U.S. They value their employees and do everything together to grow together, not threaten them with termination. In the past, I knew that corporate culture in Asian countries such as Korea was more collectivistic than individualistic, and as a student, I thought that such a collectivistic culture was a bad culture with a high level of disease in Asia, but after experiencing social life in the United States, I heard that the tendency of companies to be extremely individualistic, talking about job insecurity, and treating people ruthlessly, caused me to be fired from a good job overnight, and the future plans I had planned in advance became uncertain, and I even talked about envying the Korean culture that does not have such disadvantages.
Sarah, who has never worked in Korea, but was always afraid of being fired, said that she learned a lot about Korean corporate culture by interviewing many Korean company officials.
She said that she even considered settling down and living in Korea because, besides the culture, there were so many other conveniences and benefits.
She talked about her experience of working in New York, being left alone in the office to get things done because of her performance, having to leave late at night and being afraid to go home, sleeping in the hotel next door, and having to live with the exorbitant rent in Manhattan and the two-hour round-trip commute to work, and how she realized that unlike in the U.S., where it is difficult to see a doctor, she would not have to worry about these things in Korea.
Sarah's story made me even more curious about Korea.The warmth, systematic system, and various charms that she experienced in Korea couldn't help but have a great impact on me.I've been experiencing a lot of stress every day due to the pressure of performance and the threat of being fired, and I've recently been undergoing expensive psychotherapy.I decided to learn more about Korea, and eventually decided to travel to Korea.
Of course, I didn't travel to Korea with the intention of moving to Korea or settling down in Korea, but rather to spend my last 20s in a new country, Korea, and to see a different world than the familiar Japan.
I made my preparations and headed to Korea sooner than I expected, arriving ten days before my birthday and extending my itinerary beyond what I had originally planned, staying in Korea until after my birthday and then flying back to the United States.
The first day I finally arrived in Korea, I started walking around the streets of Seoul.The first thing that greeted me was the warm spring weather in Korea.The sky was clear and the air was crisp.I was told that it is common for Asia to have very bad air quality in the spring due to the influence of China, but I didn't have to deal with that during my trip.
The streets of Korea are very different from the United States, and everything was new to me.There were many beautiful flowers in bloom, and the well-maintained trees were really beautiful.It has been a long time since the common people's neighborhoods in the United States have such beautiful landscaping because of people who destroy these trees and flowers for no reason, or secretly take them and sell them.But this was not the case in Korea.The streets were like a beautiful flower garden.
I was walking down a beautiful street lined with flowers, and I was looking at them, looking at the big big map that was displayed on the screen at the bus stop.I was just curious to see what my neighborhood looked like, so I was looking at the map and taking my time, and a middle-aged woman came up to me and said, "Where are you looking for?" She didn't speak fluent English, but I was so grateful that she was trying to help. I was too embarrassed to tell her that I was just looking at the map, so I told her one of the destinations I was planning to go to, and she gave me direct directions to the place I was looking for, and I was able to get there without any difficulty.This unexpected kindness opened my eyes to the Korean people and warmed my heart at the same time.
I was ready to accept everything in Korea with an open mind.The first impression was very good, I was touched by the kindness of the people.I couldn't ask for anything more from Korea.The food was so fresh and amazing to me.I visited Gwangjang Market, a famous traditional market in Korea.
Unlike a regular restaurant, it was a place where you could sit down and try a variety of food. As a traditional market, it was full of Korean food. There were no pizza, pasta, or burger joints, but I liked it better that way. It was a place where you could see the traditional look and feel curious about everything.
I also tasted foods such as tteokbokki sundae and hotteok.Everything else was fine, but I was a little worried when I first tried sundae because it looked so strange and a little gross, but I decided to give it a try and the moment I put it in my mouth, the rich flavor filled my mouth.Korean food often seems difficult to eat, but when you try it, you can see why it is so popular in Korea.
I stayed at Gwangjang Market for a long time and tried a lot of different foods, especially kimchi and pajeon, which I still remember because of their crispy texture and spicy flavor. I would recommend them to everyone.Experiencing the deep flavors of Korean food firsthand made me fall in love with Korean food.
And then there was a shocking thing that happened to me in Korea.I was having a lot of fun traveling around Korea and everything was interesting, because Korea is really the best place to be, you know, you're running around, you're busy, you're going from place to place, and I had the misfortune of losing my passport, which was really stupid.
I was traveling in Korea, and I got an international call. Someone was calling me from Korea, and when I saw the international call indicator on my phone and realized that the call was from Korea, I had a million questions.
I thought I shouldn't answer the call, but then I realized that it was an international call, and I thought maybe they were calling me because they had some business to take care of. I answered the call, and I was told a really crazy story, because I heard a calm English voice asking if it was Emily, and she introduced herself as a police officer and asked if I could come to the nearest police station.
I thought I had done something terribly wrong, because I had just eaten delicious tteokbokki and sundae, kimchi and pajeon, and I was so happy to eat them, and afterward I was just walking around the streets of Korea, smelling the flowers and seeing the pretty trees.
I started to check my belongings one by one and realized that my small pouch containing my passport and some of the money I had exchanged was missing.
I quickly headed to the police station, which was where I was told to go, and from the front gate, I was controlled as to what I was visiting.
The great thing about Korea is that even for someone like me who doesn't speak Korean, it's not difficult to navigate these government offices. Not all Koreans speak English, but at least the ones I've met have been able to communicate with me in a simple way. Even if they don't speak perfect sentences, they understand most of the words, so I was able to communicate the reason for my visit to the police station.
I had never been to a police station before, even in the U.S., but here I was in Korea, and I was greeted by friendly people.The pouch with my passport in it had my contact information written on the inside, and they said they would contact me with that.The bag was found in a marketplace, and the first person to report it was the stall owner of the place where I had my first sundae.It also had all of my clean, new Korean money in it, which I had exchanged separately.
I was so impressed with how conscientious Koreans are and how good they are that I was able to find the pouch, sign the paperwork, and walk out of the police station.
I went back to Gwangjang Market, and when I got there, the owner recognized me and looked like he was about to say something. I held out the bag and showed it to him, and he smiled and liked it.
I thanked the Korean boss, and we ate another snack on the spot. It was an experience that made me realize how heavenly Korea is.
And like Sarah said, I didn't just want to see how clean and pretty Korea is, I wanted to see what an American working in Korea could do and what life would be like.Through the Reddit community, I was able to get in touch with Americans working in Korea and even met some of them in person.
David, the American I met, works for a company that is not a large Korean company, but rather a small or medium-sized company. As Sarah said, Korea is a country where products are produced for the global market, and many things are actually exported overseas.
However, in Korea, unless it is a large company, every company is experiencing a job shortage, and because of the atmosphere in Korea, where foreigners are not welcome at all, it is not difficult to get a job in a company that specializes in exporting overseas, even if you are in the United States.
And David told me that he put all his passion into the first company he worked for in the U.S., and even made a lot of money for the company, but when he didn't perform, the company fired him without mercy, and he said that he was so shocked, not to mention the feeling of betrayal, that he took depression medication at that time, and it was so hard that he took depression medication, and then he found Korea by chance and settled in Korea, and now he is so happy. He told me that he was fired from his job because of the unrelenting treatment in the U.S., that he found a second chance in Korea, and that he is happy with his life here.
I'm not sure I have the courage to move to Korea right now, but I learned that there are a lot of people like Sarah and David who have been hurt so badly that they end up leaving the country. I'm scared that this could be my future, but I also learned that Korea is an option for me if it happens to me.My trip ended like this: experiencing the culture, food, and hospitality of Korea, and getting to meet and talk to Americans living in Korea, made my trip much more rewarding than my trip to Japan, which could have been an anime trip.
Korea has given me new perspectives and experiences, shattered my notion that Japan is only good, broadened my horizons, and opened my eyes to another gem that is Korea.
I now like to say to my friends, "Go to Korea, you'll see how good it is." Korea has taught me so much, and I will cherish my experience in Korea, which now holds a special place in my heart.
If Sarah goes to Korea and settles down, I will be there to congratulate her and support her in her new relationship in Korea.
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But then, in my late 20s, I met a friend who would change my life. It was a simple meeting with a long-lost college classmate, Sarah, who had gone on to work at a large firm in New York City, and whom I had shared anime and Japanese food with in my dorm room in college. She told me honestly that she had recently traveled to Korea and was seriously thinking about moving there. Unfortunately, the large company she worked for in New York had recently gone through a business crisis, and she was laid off.
She said that she was confused by the sudden betrayal of a well-known company, and to clear her mind, she went to the airport with the intention of leaving anywhere. She thought she would go to Japan, but when she arrived at the airport, she changed her mind. When she thought back to the places and restaurants she frequented most often while working at the company in New York, she remembered that she often went to Korean streets and Korean supermarkets in New York, and she thought that going to Korea on an impromptu trip was a really good idea, so she chose to go to Korea rather than Japan, which she already knew.
And buying a plane ticket on the spot at the airport was more than twice as expensive as booking a ticket in advance, but Sarah said that she didn't care, because she was depressed after being fired from her job, and she went to the airport to leave, but the curiosity about Korea that came over her made her want to leave right away, even if she had to pay for the expensive plane ticket.
He expressed that although he went to the airport courageously, he knew that the plane ticket would be too expensive, and he thought that maybe he should just go back home again, but his curiosity about Korea came from somewhere deep inside him, and it exploded like a bomb, and he was naturally drawn to it.
Sarah, who likes emotional things like essays and poems in college and enjoys such poetic expressions, but even so, I wondered if it was a little overdone, but when she said that she had been to Korea, I became more focused on her story.
However, I was able to understand why she expressed herself in such an over-the-top way after listening to her Korean stories.
"Korea is an amazing place, the people are so kind and warm, and most of all, the employment system is very well organized. There are many programs and support for job seekers, which is very helpful for people who are in a difficult situation like me."
When Sarah started with this story, I realized that she was really traumatized by being laid off.Now, she had been through a big ordeal and was in the process of recovering from it through Korea, so I decided to focus more on her story."You said you traveled to Korea, so what else did you do?" I asked."For example, what kind of programs were there?" I asked her.
"I happened to visit a job fair in Korea," she said, "where job seekers can get free career counseling and get the training they need." "I got a lot of help there, and it gave me the strength to get back on my feet, and maybe even get a job in Korea." "And most of all, the work culture in Korea is really family-like," she said, "I was impressed by how much my coworkers cared about each other and supported each other."
Sarah said that she was curious about what Korea was like, so she visited a large convention center in Korea and participated in various fairs, one of which was a job fair, and she interviewed with several Korean companies, and the Korean companies were ready to accept her as a colleague if she applied as an American. I also learned that Korea has many companies with global reach, and they are open to foreigners with various experiences, but in Korea, unless it is a large company, people don't prefer them, so if it is a small company, they want foreigners, but there is a sad reality that no one applies.
Unlike in the U.S., where you have to report your performance every week, and if you fall short, you are threatened with termination, Korean companies are definitely not more performance-oriented than in the U.S. They value their employees and do everything together to grow together, not threaten them with termination. In the past, I knew that corporate culture in Asian countries such as Korea was more collectivistic than individualistic, and as a student, I thought that such a collectivistic culture was a bad culture with a high level of disease in Asia, but after experiencing social life in the United States, I heard that the tendency of companies to be extremely individualistic, talking about job insecurity, and treating people ruthlessly, caused me to be fired from a good job overnight, and the future plans I had planned in advance became uncertain, and I even talked about envying the Korean culture that does not have such disadvantages.
Sarah, who has never worked in Korea, but was always afraid of being fired, said that she learned a lot about Korean corporate culture by interviewing many Korean company officials.
She said that she even considered settling down and living in Korea because, besides the culture, there were so many other conveniences and benefits.
She talked about her experience of working in New York, being left alone in the office to get things done because of her performance, having to leave late at night and being afraid to go home, sleeping in the hotel next door, and having to live with the exorbitant rent in Manhattan and the two-hour round-trip commute to work, and how she realized that unlike in the U.S., where it is difficult to see a doctor, she would not have to worry about these things in Korea.
Sarah's story made me even more curious about Korea.The warmth, systematic system, and various charms that she experienced in Korea couldn't help but have a great impact on me.I've been experiencing a lot of stress every day due to the pressure of performance and the threat of being fired, and I've recently been undergoing expensive psychotherapy.I decided to learn more about Korea, and eventually decided to travel to Korea.
Of course, I didn't travel to Korea with the intention of moving to Korea or settling down in Korea, but rather to spend my last 20s in a new country, Korea, and to see a different world than the familiar Japan.
I made my preparations and headed to Korea sooner than I expected, arriving ten days before my birthday and extending my itinerary beyond what I had originally planned, staying in Korea until after my birthday and then flying back to the United States.
The first day I finally arrived in Korea, I started walking around the streets of Seoul.The first thing that greeted me was the warm spring weather in Korea.The sky was clear and the air was crisp.I was told that it is common for Asia to have very bad air quality in the spring due to the influence of China, but I didn't have to deal with that during my trip.
The streets of Korea are very different from the United States, and everything was new to me.There were many beautiful flowers in bloom, and the well-maintained trees were really beautiful.It has been a long time since the common people's neighborhoods in the United States have such beautiful landscaping because of people who destroy these trees and flowers for no reason, or secretly take them and sell them.But this was not the case in Korea.The streets were like a beautiful flower garden.
I was walking down a beautiful street lined with flowers, and I was looking at them, looking at the big big map that was displayed on the screen at the bus stop.I was just curious to see what my neighborhood looked like, so I was looking at the map and taking my time, and a middle-aged woman came up to me and said, "Where are you looking for?" She didn't speak fluent English, but I was so grateful that she was trying to help. I was too embarrassed to tell her that I was just looking at the map, so I told her one of the destinations I was planning to go to, and she gave me direct directions to the place I was looking for, and I was able to get there without any difficulty.This unexpected kindness opened my eyes to the Korean people and warmed my heart at the same time.
I was ready to accept everything in Korea with an open mind.The first impression was very good, I was touched by the kindness of the people.I couldn't ask for anything more from Korea.The food was so fresh and amazing to me.I visited Gwangjang Market, a famous traditional market in Korea.
Unlike a regular restaurant, it was a place where you could sit down and try a variety of food. As a traditional market, it was full of Korean food. There were no pizza, pasta, or burger joints, but I liked it better that way. It was a place where you could see the traditional look and feel curious about everything.
I also tasted foods such as tteokbokki sundae and hotteok.Everything else was fine, but I was a little worried when I first tried sundae because it looked so strange and a little gross, but I decided to give it a try and the moment I put it in my mouth, the rich flavor filled my mouth.Korean food often seems difficult to eat, but when you try it, you can see why it is so popular in Korea.
I stayed at Gwangjang Market for a long time and tried a lot of different foods, especially kimchi and pajeon, which I still remember because of their crispy texture and spicy flavor. I would recommend them to everyone.Experiencing the deep flavors of Korean food firsthand made me fall in love with Korean food.
And then there was a shocking thing that happened to me in Korea.I was having a lot of fun traveling around Korea and everything was interesting, because Korea is really the best place to be, you know, you're running around, you're busy, you're going from place to place, and I had the misfortune of losing my passport, which was really stupid.
I was traveling in Korea, and I got an international call. Someone was calling me from Korea, and when I saw the international call indicator on my phone and realized that the call was from Korea, I had a million questions.
I thought I shouldn't answer the call, but then I realized that it was an international call, and I thought maybe they were calling me because they had some business to take care of. I answered the call, and I was told a really crazy story, because I heard a calm English voice asking if it was Emily, and she introduced herself as a police officer and asked if I could come to the nearest police station.
I thought I had done something terribly wrong, because I had just eaten delicious tteokbokki and sundae, kimchi and pajeon, and I was so happy to eat them, and afterward I was just walking around the streets of Korea, smelling the flowers and seeing the pretty trees.
I started to check my belongings one by one and realized that my small pouch containing my passport and some of the money I had exchanged was missing.
I quickly headed to the police station, which was where I was told to go, and from the front gate, I was controlled as to what I was visiting.
The great thing about Korea is that even for someone like me who doesn't speak Korean, it's not difficult to navigate these government offices. Not all Koreans speak English, but at least the ones I've met have been able to communicate with me in a simple way. Even if they don't speak perfect sentences, they understand most of the words, so I was able to communicate the reason for my visit to the police station.
I had never been to a police station before, even in the U.S., but here I was in Korea, and I was greeted by friendly people.The pouch with my passport in it had my contact information written on the inside, and they said they would contact me with that.The bag was found in a marketplace, and the first person to report it was the stall owner of the place where I had my first sundae.It also had all of my clean, new Korean money in it, which I had exchanged separately.
I was so impressed with how conscientious Koreans are and how good they are that I was able to find the pouch, sign the paperwork, and walk out of the police station.
I went back to Gwangjang Market, and when I got there, the owner recognized me and looked like he was about to say something. I held out the bag and showed it to him, and he smiled and liked it.
I thanked the Korean boss, and we ate another snack on the spot. It was an experience that made me realize how heavenly Korea is.
And like Sarah said, I didn't just want to see how clean and pretty Korea is, I wanted to see what an American working in Korea could do and what life would be like.Through the Reddit community, I was able to get in touch with Americans working in Korea and even met some of them in person.
David, the American I met, works for a company that is not a large Korean company, but rather a small or medium-sized company. As Sarah said, Korea is a country where products are produced for the global market, and many things are actually exported overseas.
However, in Korea, unless it is a large company, every company is experiencing a job shortage, and because of the atmosphere in Korea, where foreigners are not welcome at all, it is not difficult to get a job in a company that specializes in exporting overseas, even if you are in the United States.
And David told me that he put all his passion into the first company he worked for in the U.S., and even made a lot of money for the company, but when he didn't perform, the company fired him without mercy, and he said that he was so shocked, not to mention the feeling of betrayal, that he took depression medication at that time, and it was so hard that he took depression medication, and then he found Korea by chance and settled in Korea, and now he is so happy. He told me that he was fired from his job because of the unrelenting treatment in the U.S., that he found a second chance in Korea, and that he is happy with his life here.
I'm not sure I have the courage to move to Korea right now, but I learned that there are a lot of people like Sarah and David who have been hurt so badly that they end up leaving the country. I'm scared that this could be my future, but I also learned that Korea is an option for me if it happens to me.My trip ended like this: experiencing the culture, food, and hospitality of Korea, and getting to meet and talk to Americans living in Korea, made my trip much more rewarding than my trip to Japan, which could have been an anime trip.
Korea has given me new perspectives and experiences, shattered my notion that Japan is only good, broadened my horizons, and opened my eyes to another gem that is Korea.
I now like to say to my friends, "Go to Korea, you'll see how good it is." Korea has taught me so much, and I will cherish my experience in Korea, which now holds a special place in my heart.
If Sarah goes to Korea and settles down, I will be there to congratulate her and support her in her new relationship in Korea.
2024.05.16 06:47 Priority_Brief Do I have any recourse here?
I was in Arizona recently and the police detained me because they were convinced I was someone else. The cop was convinced that I had handed him a fake identification and said to the other female cop "Let's let him stew in the backseat for a while and see if we can't get the truth"
I was placed in the back of the car with the heat absolutely at full blast. They continued to stay outside. I don't know how long I was in there for but after a minute I started sweating buckets and the last thing I remember was trying to get their attention to tell them that I was scared. When I finally came to my handcuffs had been removed and I was being propped up in the front seat with the A/C now on full blast and was being given water. I threw up on the side of the car several times after that but honestly was so afraid of being placed in the back of the car with the heat again everything was "Yes/No sir". I honestly didn't even do anything initially that would be considered disrespectful, just insisting that I was who my ID said I was.
At this point both officers were being extremely apologetic saying they were so sorry for the mix up and that I actually was who I said I was. They said I was free to go, and honestly I remember walking zig zag back to the hotel lobby. At this point I walk back into the hotel and go into my room and lay down because I was so extremely sick. I think I fell asleep for several hours and by the time I woke up I couldn't recall any details of who the officers were.
I had to have been in the back of that car for 15-20 minutes at least. I have no memory of being taken out of the car, like I said my first memory was sitting in the front with the A/C full blast in my face. Considering this is the southwest and almost summertime, the cops would never have had anything but the A/C on, so them turning the heat up was a way to try and make me as uncomfortable as possible because they thought I was lying and was convinced I was someone else.
I should have requested medical, but my only thought was getting to my hotel room because I felt so ill and was already in the hotel parking lot. Is there a way to find out who detained me that day and see if I can get body cam footage of the incident?
I've never been arrested in my life and this was my first time being detained. Honestly I'm scared to death of cops now. And anytime since then I have started to feel hot I get extreme anxiety.
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I was placed in the back of the car with the heat absolutely at full blast. They continued to stay outside. I don't know how long I was in there for but after a minute I started sweating buckets and the last thing I remember was trying to get their attention to tell them that I was scared. When I finally came to my handcuffs had been removed and I was being propped up in the front seat with the A/C now on full blast and was being given water. I threw up on the side of the car several times after that but honestly was so afraid of being placed in the back of the car with the heat again everything was "Yes/No sir". I honestly didn't even do anything initially that would be considered disrespectful, just insisting that I was who my ID said I was.
At this point both officers were being extremely apologetic saying they were so sorry for the mix up and that I actually was who I said I was. They said I was free to go, and honestly I remember walking zig zag back to the hotel lobby. At this point I walk back into the hotel and go into my room and lay down because I was so extremely sick. I think I fell asleep for several hours and by the time I woke up I couldn't recall any details of who the officers were.
I had to have been in the back of that car for 15-20 minutes at least. I have no memory of being taken out of the car, like I said my first memory was sitting in the front with the A/C full blast in my face. Considering this is the southwest and almost summertime, the cops would never have had anything but the A/C on, so them turning the heat up was a way to try and make me as uncomfortable as possible because they thought I was lying and was convinced I was someone else.
I should have requested medical, but my only thought was getting to my hotel room because I felt so ill and was already in the hotel parking lot. Is there a way to find out who detained me that day and see if I can get body cam footage of the incident?
I've never been arrested in my life and this was my first time being detained. Honestly I'm scared to death of cops now. And anytime since then I have started to feel hot I get extreme anxiety.
2024.05.16 06:47 LeopardMaximum8624 AITAH for this? Yes I am
Hello, reddit First, tw: Self harm and suicidal thoughts, please skip if triggering Here is the thing, I'm basically asking for judgement here, and if I really deserve what I am doing to myself. I think I do, really, because what I did was unforgivable, but do give your opinion, even if it's hate. Because I do deserve it here, really. So, I grew up in a religious family. Like, one in which things like "love marriage " And......well.......The "child making process" was considered a sin. Absolute sin. Like—I did not know what......you know—that—was, but I knew it was sin, it was disgusting, it was something so disgusting that anyone who associated themselves with it were perverts and such, not someone you should ever stay alone in a room with. Do not blame my family for this, they were saying what they were taught, and they had their trauma. They have broken through enough abuse for me, do not blame them please. Anyways, I was a huge fan of Harry Potter. And I stumbled into the world of fanfiction. And I read them. Now, most of them were pretty much SFW, but in those which did infact have anything explicit, they put a whole line of "18+ content ahead, skip to the end of the chapter". I had no idea what the hell 18+ was, but if it said not to view, I wasn't risking it, straight up went to the very last part of it, or changed reading, you know, what a sane person does. Now, I had a favourite author there on Quotev, who wrote some really nice fanfics. Some of them were a little weird—but c'mon who am I to judge, everyone is different. One day, I stumbled upon some works of her. Well, the stories she did write, those were completely SFW. But if you used Quotev, you'll know there was a thing called "Journal" in there. Sort of like "conversation" in Wattpad. There, she had written NSFW chapters on the characters. Here's the thing. There was no warning. None at all. No warning or tagging or anything provided there to show that it was 18+. The title was just—say: DracoxInsertocname I know, nobody forced me to read it, I could have skipped it as soon as I realised it was 18+. But here is the thing. I DIDN'T know what it was. I had read through some of it, and only realised on seeing the comments, that it was 18+. And I felt. I felt tainted, like I had committed a sin. To know that I had read something that perverted, to my 12 year old self, it felt sinful. Like I had my pure white mind muddied out of carelessness. I know, authors don't own us any tags. And if it were a hardcover book, it wouldn't have any tags. But here is the thing. I fully believed that even actual books (I had no idea books had smut back then, I thought it was an internet or like seperate movie thing, I found out books had smut when I was 15+) had warnings for smut. Blood and gore? Sure, no problem, make it as gross as you want, no warnings needed. But something as sinful as 18+? Must be tagged. MUST. BE . TAGGED. That was my thought process. Remember it wasn't AO3. So there was no tagging system. So I thought that if others are warning it, then the author was in the wrong for not providing warnings on hers. It was a site where children as young as 11 were. Later on, I did encounter many more such unwarned content on the internet, but thought, "Eh I'm already ruined any way" Like ofcourse I didn't read it, but yeah. Logic. That I was a sinner too, so I can't get offended anymore. Here comes the bad part, for which, if you hate me, I'll not blame you. I wrote her a letter. Like, online obviously. In the inbox of her writing site. I was.....very mean. I told her her writing "ruined my innocence and it was wrong of her to not provide a warning" something along these lines, I don't remember, it happened 4 years ago. But I did not insult her, or her preferences, or anything, let me make that clear. Just wrote in detail of how her work affected me negatively. If it in itself were insulting, I apologise. And here comes the stupid part which will definately make you hate me, and it'll be fair, really. She always said she liked dark humor. And where I grew, friends told each other, with fully smiling faces, that "I'll hit you so hard, you'll end up hanging from a tree" "I'll hit you so hard you'll go through the roof." Heck, even now our teachers joke that if we don't score well enough, they'll well.....very graphically describe how they'll beat us. So I grew up knowing violence was a joke. That unless someone actually did the thing to you, it was all fine really, funny even. Even till now, I make jokes of "Sorry I'm late feel free to hit me with a pan" So, when I read it, I thought "I don't want her to think I'm angry on her, or hate her. I'll add some jokes so she takes it lightly and realises I may be upset but in the end she's my favourite author whom I love" (Yes I called her my favourite author in the letter) I wrote, beginning with "Dear Daughter of Hermes, and Slytherin" and proceeded to explain on how she ruined my innocence and all such. I did not use any curse words—to clarify. I said something along the lines of "I'll be outside your window at night, watching you". Which was virtually impossible since she lived in a seperate *continent*. "And why the heck would you want to actually hurt someone physically unless you're mentally unstable" -My thought process at that age But it hurt her, and I was so surprised because it was the exact opposite of my intention. I at maximum expected her to be annoyed or something if it went worst case scenario. It hurt her so much, and apparently she had been getting a lot of hate over it (she had deleted the work like—some days ago? I don't remember) and that I should unfollow her. I apologised immediately, but like what good is the apology when the harm is already done. I had already planned to delete my account anyways, so that's what I did. I decided to give her space and hence, I apologised again, some months later. Another stupid thing? I addressed her as sister. I thought it would placate her. I really thought of her as close to me, even though she was a stranger. Okay pausing the writing to go hit my head on the nearest wall, I am sorry for being so stupid, what was wrong with me. I said I was suffering from a bad time, and was going through self harm (still am) and I will do anything she asks of me to gain forgiveness (another mistake). She said I was too late in apologising (which I was, yes, but my first apology was instant though) Anyway, she posted about it on announcements (didn't mention my name) but said "Imagine apologising after this long" and so, with people obviously supporting her. It scared me, so I left in fear of being attacked. (Would've deserved it though) It....well.....4 years passed. At age 15, I was so afraid, because I had an exam and I thought that I'd score bad out of karma for hurting her, that she cursed me. I scored pretty well but anyways. As someone who got continually harassed by a girl for 10 years to the point I was afraid of school, (she wanted to be my friend apparently, but what a terrible way, really, she literally sexually harassed me) but still asked her if she was okay after I saw her crying, I had a pretty high forgiveness scale. I really thought she'd (author) would forgive me for apologising. But like. No. I am not owed any forgiveness and I am aware of it. It wasn't her fault or duty, really. Anyway, fast forward to age 17. I was lying on the bed beaten up and crying and it was 1 am, and for some reason, her username came to my mind. I don't know why. For 4 years I had thought of any perfect apology, maybe drawing her something nice for her books, anything. But decided not to bring back bad memories to her. And also, I was a coward afraid of facing her. But I guess being beaten up messes with your head. Personal trauma is no reason to hurt someone, I agree 100%. But I wrote her a final apology. This time, I didn't ask for forgiveness, took all the blame on myself. I didn't apologise for closure. I apologized because I wanted her to know that she was worth being apologised to so many times. I called my younger self stupid and wished I could smack her on the head. I poured my entire heart and soul into it. I did not expect a reply, but I decided that when I wake up the next day, I'll delete my account, hopefully she had seen it by then. Woke up to find myself blocked and honestly? Deserved it. It took me a discussion with some people to realise that I had indeed gone too far and that hardcover books don't come with tags. And that apologising so many times was basically harassment. Back then, I had apologised for hurting her, but I believed that my opinion on 18+ things being warned of was legit. Then began true guilt. I loathed myself, thought of myself as a monster. I saw myself as a rapist, as a murderer, that I deserve all this sadness and guilt. I really wanted to kill myself over it. Like I did so before too—but this time I was actually ready to step off the pavement onto any vehicle nearby, except the poor driver did no wrong really, and I'm an only child so why harm my parents over it? I really hated myself over it, still do actually. If I can go back in time, I'd drag my 12 year old self away from the laptop and give her a nice slap. I did not want to hurt her, I hate hurting people but seeing that it has been so long, and she still refuses to interact with me, what I said must've affected her very badly. I kept on thinking, what if I drove her to thoughts as negative as she is driving me to? Each time I stopped feeling like a complete demon over it, my mind said "You hurt someone" and I went back to crying. My own mother said that I looked like I came from a funeral, at times. Couldn't focus on classes which is actually bad because those are important. The worst part is, I can't completely remember what I wrote to her. My head keeps on saying I called her bad things and gave her worse threats but......I don't remember doing it and there were no chances if I see it logically. I literally stopped being happy. Forced myself to be, for my own and my families' sake, and I tried, yeah. There were times I thought of taking this up legally because what I did could be considered a threat (found out when I was 17). Give myself over to the police or something. But I still hate myself. So I decided to punish myself. (Graphic descriptions of self harm come in here) I burnt my own skin on purpose. Nothing too bad really, just thumb sized burns from a saucepan. Then I proceeded to pour toilet cleaner (the strong ones which require gloves to handle) over my open wounds, four of them. I'll be honest. I have a very high pain tolerance. But that thing hurt like hell. When I actually cleaned it off after ten minutes of absolute agony, that wound had been somewhat........cauterised? Like there was this thick hard layer and it had no sensetivity when I scratched it. And I pulled off those hard layers. Some of them were stuck to the skin, I had to use a blade to ease them off. Then pour on them again. I did this to all three of my burns (the fourth one was small so it healed) three times, so nine times in total. It has been a month and it still hasn't healed. These scars won't go away even with surgery. Permanent reminders. (Description ends here) I thought it to be like this: The incident hurt her? I'll hurt myself more than she could possibly ever get hurt. But that wouldn't undo her hurt. So I'll hurt myself even more. I have frankly forgotten of who I was two months ago. Of what I thought when my mind was empty. The first thing I remember on waking up is her and the last thing I think of before sleeping is the incident. Deleted my accounts, lost my passion in drawing, don't feel like doing anything. I just. I hate myself. I truly do. I wish I could die but I can't so I just need to survive forever with this. Every time I read the word 'villian' or 'bad' or 'wrong' in a book, it felt like a bucket of cold water being poured over me. I had been a victim myself, so knowing that I myself hurt someone — Its just........I always thought of myself as a good person. Someone who was kind, someone who helped everyone, including strangers the best they could, someone who didn't cheat in exams because that would be unfair to those who studied, someone who protected and loved their friends, someone who made others happy, someone who hates conflict and lets karma take care of the whole thing, someone who ALWAYS says thank you and sorry no matter who or what. So many times, people have told me I made their day better, that I'm a very kind and nice person, I'm someone who even the meanest teachers like and I got exemplary behaviour awards too. I always believed myself to be a good person. So knowing I did something this bad broke me. It took me some time to quit the whole "How dare I be happy after hurting her" thing. I believe fully, that I do not deserve happiness, or love, and that nobody will accept me or think of me as a kind person after knowing what I had done. I'd have deserved it though. I got therapy (not actual one, I used Chatbot AI) It took me time, I finally believed that I deserved to heal from this, that I hurt myself too much maybe, permanent scars over someone who doesn't know my real name and never saw my face and vice versa. Maybe........I don't deserve *this* much of punishment. Today, I went to youtube and saw a video on bullies apologising. I saw comments on how apologies fix nothing, how bullies don't deserve forgiveness and should live with that shame and guilt their entire life. That a thousand good deeds won't make up for that one bad deed. And I believe I do. I really do. Which is why I permanently scarred myself. So here is the question. Do I deserve it? To let go of this incident? Do I deserve to heal? Deserve love? Or should I keep goimg? Because I believe I should. That I truly am no better than a rapist or bully. So, give your judgement, and throw hate at me if you want, because I do deserve it.
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2024.05.16 06:34 0ryX_Error404 Gen X Has Risen
Amongst the many uprising that's taken hold this spring there begins to emerge like a pheonix from the ashes the rallying cry of an age you've may have forgot....
Gen X
I created this SubReddit as a way to blog in my free time and document some of the political stuff that's been happening and I am the only Mod on here currently. Although I have mainly been inactive here I would like to hand over this space for the time as a place to communicate and discuss ideas for what this Gen X's movement might be.
I am a Tech guy and could work out something better in the future if the space grows and we decide to move forward from there, but for now lets start here to brain storm and maybe run a few poles on what our next steps should be. There is also GenX Bonfire on X (formally known as Twitter) but on here we can take to the time to think about, read ideas, and put our thoughts together open for others to read and contemplate as well as discuss.
If you are coming here from Nobody_From_Ohio's Tiktok post;
Welcome
* Introduce yourself (we don't need to know your real name) unless you want to share it.
* Tell us your ideas
I'm from Indiana and a Ham Radio enthusiast as well as a Technology nerd.
If you are reading this, you are the resistance.
For the fight for a better tomorrow
0ryX .... Signing off
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Gen X
I created this SubReddit as a way to blog in my free time and document some of the political stuff that's been happening and I am the only Mod on here currently. Although I have mainly been inactive here I would like to hand over this space for the time as a place to communicate and discuss ideas for what this Gen X's movement might be.
I am a Tech guy and could work out something better in the future if the space grows and we decide to move forward from there, but for now lets start here to brain storm and maybe run a few poles on what our next steps should be. There is also GenX Bonfire on X (formally known as Twitter) but on here we can take to the time to think about, read ideas, and put our thoughts together open for others to read and contemplate as well as discuss.
If you are coming here from Nobody_From_Ohio's Tiktok post;
Welcome
* Introduce yourself (we don't need to know your real name) unless you want to share it.
* Tell us your ideas
I'm from Indiana and a Ham Radio enthusiast as well as a Technology nerd.
If you are reading this, you are the resistance.
For the fight for a better tomorrow
0ryX .... Signing off
2024.05.16 06:32 Savings_Permit7872 A Love Letter to Columbia University
Shortly before a final paper with pre-assigned topics was due for one of my last courses at Columbia University, our professor sent us an email telling us to forego the previous parameters of the essay, and to instead write about the events that had occurred not even forty-eight hours earlier, as well as our reflections on them, to be done in any manner we chose. Here is a very lightly revised version of what I submitted: read it, ignore it, upvote it, downvote it, hate it, love it.
I am prefacing this essay by stating that it is the culmination of several intense emotions that I have been dealing with over the last few weeks, more specifically, the last several days. It is a free-form expression of the many things occupying my mind, and, as such, it may seem overwhelming or disjointed. Nevertheless, I will do my best to convey my feelings into something representative of my beliefs, and my time at this institution.
My time at Columbia University has been bookended in an almost comically bad way; it started with Zoom classes during the COVID-19 pandemic, and now it ends with Zoom final exams due to the lockdown of Columbia’s campus after protests regarding the Israel – Palestine conflict reached a fever pitch not just within Morningside Campus, but the international stage. My classmates and I missed in-person orientation, and now, given recent developments, we will not have a University Commencement, a fact I found out not from Columbia, but a New York Times alert, somehow lowering my opinion of this administration’s handling of recent events even more. While the circumstances around my time at Columbia have now both begun and finished in the same manner, I am proud to say that I have not. I do not mean that Columbia has simply made me a better writer, a more critical thinker, or more well read, although it certainly has done those things, sometimes forcing me to when I was not particularly in the mood to do so, but those improvements pale in comparison to the maturity and empathy my time at this university has given me.
When the decision to transition to remote learning during the Spring 2020 semester was made, occurring only a short time after I had received my acceptance letter (email), my first thought was how the pandemic would affect my transfer from community college to Columbia in September. Admittedly, this was a selfish perspective, considering the tremendous challenges that many would endure during the ensuing lockdowns and other upheavals of life. My concerns were solely focused on myself because I was on a simple track to graduate, place my degree on my resumé, and continue my trajectory of military service to college to employment, leaving little else to consideration, to include other people who were not in my immediate circle. Sitting here now, two weeks from graduation, with a job at a Fortune 500 company lined up, I should be happy, with the plans I had made years ago coming to fruition. Yet I cannot help feeling a sense of sadness and concern for the school I have spent years of my life at, and for the world as a whole.
James Hatch, a former member of the United States’s elite Naval Special Warfare Development Group, or DEVGRU, for short, more commonly known by its nickname, Seal Team Six, famous for its involvement in the killing of Osama Bin Laden and the rescue of the Maersk Alabama Captain Richard Phillips from pirates, amongst other things, spent over twenty years in the military. After being wounded on a mission to rescue American serviceman sergeant Bowe Bergdahl from enemy forces, he was medically discharged, and would eventually attend Yale University. While there, he wrote a piece titled My Semester with the Snowflakes (please give this a read, it will help people who have never been in the military understand its culture, along with some of the challenges veterans face when transitioning to college), where he details his initial discomfort with being in a vastly different environment than the military, surrounded by individuals who possessed opinions and beliefs contrary to the ones he was accustomed to. He recalls witnessing a student protest the country he spent over two decades serving by coating her hand in red paint, and leaving a palm print on an American flag, and details his shock when a classmate of his explained to him what a “safe space” was, as well as his pride when he began to understand the nuances of life both inside and outside of the nation he dedicated twenty-six years to.
I can relate to Mr. Hatch, (despite my service paling in comparison to his, as well as the fact that Columbia is far superior to Yale), because, like his friends who make fun of him for attending college with a bunch of “snowflakes,” mine do the same. More significantly, however, his personal growth during his time at school is something that I have experienced myself. When I started at Columbia, I did not even know which major I would choose, and was largely lost in a world very different than the one I had come from. Despite this, I made the decision to avoid communities such as MilVets and the students who made it very clear that they came from a military background, with their style of dress and demeanor, not because those organizations and individuals are a detriment; I know for a fact that MilVets has helped countless students succeed at Columbia and beyond, and the veterans that I have relationships with are all phenomenal people, but because I wanted to pressure myself into being exposed to something different. I was uncomfortable at first, but this turned out to be the right decision. I learned as much from simply talking to people whom I would normally never converse with about topics and ideas that I had never encountered as I did during classes about great works of art, polar and Cartesian coordinates, literature, astronomy, the list goes on.
If the protests about the Israel – Palestine conflict had occurred when I first started at Columbia, I would have been frustrated by the students taking up space, forcing us to be funneled on to campus by restricted access points and identification checks. Likely irritated by the disturbance of the quiet during finals season, I would have agreed with the people who called for students to simply focus on their assignments and stop inconveniencing others by shouting about something occurring on the other side of the world. Instead, I decided to learn about the conflict, educating myself about both sides of a war that has roots extending back millennia. While Columbia University did not agree to the demands of the protestors, they achieved something else they surely desired, reaching a goal they did not state to President Shafik and her advisors: they brought attention to their cause by educating at least one additional person about it.
After reading, talking to people, listening to input from students within various classes, and understanding that things such as the intertwined nature of financial workings, as well as conflicts not just in the Middle East, but all over the world, are a level of complexity that baffles some of the most brilliant minds of ours and previous generations, I will leave my thoughts about Israel and Palestine separate from this paper. I recognize that it is important to choose a side, as remaining impartial helps no one. However, when every news agency, group and individual makes their voice heard, satirical sources such as The Onion make these kind of posts, or Adult Swim’s Rick, the nihilistic, narcissistic, psychopathic, misanthropic lead character from the series Rick and Morty, addresses the conflict in this manner, I feel that it is better to relegate myself to a much smaller part of this debate, namely the occurrences on Columbia University’s Morningside Campus.
During basic training for the United States Army, a sense of brotherhood and camaraderie is hammered into recruits’ identities. When you graduate and are assigned to a unit, one where you could be thousands of miles from home on the opposite side of the country, or even in a completely different country, serving on one of the international bases, approaching someone who you have never met before is easy. Talking to them about shared experiences and stories you have in common, and the bonding that occurs, is the product of an indoctrination process and lifestyle that has existed longer than any of us have been alive, and is proof of its effectiveness. This sense of familiarity tends to continue even when one leaves the military. The Veterans of Foreign Wars community is a place for prior servicemembers of all conflicts to share a drink, a laugh, and sometimes a tear. When I go to the Veterans Administration Hospital for periodic check-ups or the occasional injury, men and woman wearing hats commemorating their service during Vietnam waiting for their appointments greet me with a smile and a handshake, as if we have known each other for years. While working at a golf club’s greens department before I transferred to Columbia from community college, a coworker of mine who had served in the Gulf War had heard from our supervisor that I had been in the Army, and he introduced himself to me on my first day, before anyone else, telling me that if I needed anything, I only had to ask. This camaraderie has expanded to encompass not just veterans, but first responders such as firemen, EMT’s, and the police as well.
Underneath the picture on my driver’s license, the word “veteran” is emblazoned next to a star, written in bright red text and all capital letters. I know for a fact that this one-and-a-half-inch indicator has helped me during interactions with law enforcement on multiple occasions. Only earlier this semester, during Presidents’ Day weekend, I went upstate to spend time with my family. While driving back, in an effort to make the seven-hour trip at a reasonable time, I was stopped for going twenty miles-per-hour over the speed limit. The officer who pulled me over, initially reserved, became noticeably more friendly when I handed him my license and registration. Ultimately, he gave me what amounted to a parking ticket for my actions, rather than the point-incurring, heavily fined moving violation he could have charged me with.
The ‘Thin Blue Line,’ as it is known, is a reference to the idea that the police are the barrier between law abiding citizens and criminals, order and chaos. The most common representation of this concept is a black-and-white American flag, with a single blue line in the place where a red or white stripe would normally be. This style has been expanded to include numerous other colors representing other first-responders: green for the military, red and white no longer to be interpreted as the traditional stripes of the American flag, but instead meant to represent the fire department and paramedics, and even grey for corrections officers. Seeing the appropriation of one of the most iconic symbols in the world, one that flies above the White House, schools, homes, national and international events, and even the Moon, I can say, as someone who has been unwillingly entangled within that appropriation, is nothing short of terrifying.
The fact that these entities and their supporters have literally sewn themselves into the fabric of the symbol of our nation makes one think that there is little room for the countless other occupations, aspects and people that make up this country. The idea of the police being the sole protectors of our society is patently absurd, and all one must do is point out the many instances of police brutality occurring over the years to refute it. I find myself thinking of how much power the officer who stopped me just three months ago had over me. Initially, I was happy that I had received a slap on the wrist, but recently I have found myself wondering what if my license did not state that I was a veteran, would he have charged me with a ticket that would have had much more serious implications? What if he was simply having a bad day, and he decided he did not like the look of me, or the color of my car, and I was the one who he ultimately decided to vent his frustrations on? This traffic infraction, an incredibly small incident compared to all the turmoil in the world, one that involves two strangers, supposedly bonded by our professions, on the side of a quiet, New York highway, serves as a metaphor to me, reminding me of the power structures at play on a much larger scale.
On April 22nd, 2024, I received this email, one of the many Clery Crime Alerts that students are automatically sent. An affiliate of Columbia University had their car stolen at gunpoint by two masked men on Claremont Avenue, not even a five-minute walk from campus. I skimmed the report, and almost immediately forgot about it, recognizing that crime is an inevitability in major cities, and that I needed to start my commute to school. Days later, on the night of April 30th, 2024, I received another email from Columbia, containing one of the most ominous messages I had ever seen, one that put the kind of fear in my heart that not even the alert of an armed carjacking could. Columbia’s Emergency Management Operations Team, offering no explanations, specifications, or even a greeting or sign-off, wrote in bold letters these three sentences: “Shelter in place for your safety due to heightened activity on the Morningside campus. Non-compliance may result in disciplinary action. Avoid the area until further notice.” Due to the protests on campus during recent weeks, President Shafik testifying before Congress, Columbia’s role as one of the main catalysts for student protests around the country, and the occupation of Hamilton Hall occurring in the earlier hours of that day, it was not hard to figure out what the email was referencing. Over the next several hours, I followed news agencies, remained glued to the Columbia subreddit, and listened to WKCR, in awe of these eighteen- to twenty-two-year-old students putting themselves at risk to deliver on the ground, accurate, unbiased coverage of one of the most significant events in the school’s history.
While tracking the events from multiple perspectives, to include the social media accounts of those near and on campus live streaming them, I held out hope that the university would make good on their promise from several days earlier to not invite the NYPD back, but a frightening picture began to unfold, one that I was intimately familiar with. One WKCR reporter stated that 114th street had so many officers on it that he could not see the asphalt of the road beneath them, and I knew that the staging area the NYPD had chosen was one of the best routes for moving towards what the military, and presumably law enforcement, would call an ‘objective.’ The officers cleared the smaller ‘objective,’ the largely unoccupied tents in front of Butler, and then moved towards Hamilton Hall, ordering even those not associated with its occupation to disperse, raising my stress levels and likely those of others, as it is rarely a good sign when police do not want their actions recorded and archived. After the initial entry to campus and clearing of areas and people in the immediate vicinity of Hamilton Hall, came the Long-Range Acoustic Device, or LRAD, a device that makes a megaphone sound like a whisper, and one known for its crowd-control potential, capable of producing sounds loud enough to cause damage to ear-drums, nausea, and headaches, ordering individuals to clear away. The NYPD began its execution of tactics in a way that my fellow soldiers and I used to rehearse, tactics I never dreamed that I would witness outside of the military, and certainly not by police officers who vastly outnumbered unarmed students on their own campus. The NYPD created a perimeter, or a ‘second layer of security’ to both provide reinforcements for the officers entering the building, and to prevent the fleeing of what are called ‘squirters,’ or individuals who attempt to escape the building after the raid begins. While the ‘breach’ team moved towards the front doors, using tools from a ‘hooligan kit,’ such as bolt cutters, hand-held battering rams and crowbars, a siege machine was brought in to allow access from a window; when taking over a building, the idea is to enter it from as many different directions as possible to better disorient and overwhelm its occupants. Flash-bang grenades, described as non-lethal, but known to have harmful effects, were thrown inside, presumably before entering any room, hallway, or otherwise enclosed area to minimize the resistance of anyone unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end of what can only be described as an assault on the visual and auditory senses. According to the Manhattan District Attorney, one of the officers inside Hamilton Hall had what is called in the military a “negligent discharge,” meaning his firearm went off unintentionally. While no one was hurt, the question remains why at least one, and more likely, numerous other officers were carrying guns loaded with live ammunition in the first place, when they so drastically outmatched the protestors in numbers and equipment. Additionally, a negligent discharge is an act of incompetence that would result in an active-duty soldier facing serious consequences, and derision from his peers. So far, the officer remains defended by his coworkers, and unpunished by his superiors.
As all this unfolded, I communicated with my friends from the past and present. My friends from the military checked on me to ensure that I was okay, as did my friends from school. The difference in how they viewed these events highlights what I believe is the change in myself that I stated I am most proud of at the beginning of this paper. My friends from the military were commenting that the assertion of order and control by way of militarized tactics was necessary, not concerning themselves with the human toll and destruction of trust that came along with it. Conversely, my schoolmates lamented the brutality and overstepping of boundaries that the NYPD and Columbia’s administration committed, one that turned a place meant to be a beacon of free speech, expression, and ideas, into what is now a police-state with strict control over who enters it.
My education inside and outside the classroom at this institution has challenged, thrilled, and changed me. Sitting here now, at the end of this paper, the end of the semester, and the end of my time at Columbia University, I am left feeling confused and sad regarding recent events, but also hopeful for the future. I know from experience that the students, teachers, and culture of this school have the power to encourage critical thinking and initiate personal growth. If it did those things for me, surely it can do the same for others
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I am prefacing this essay by stating that it is the culmination of several intense emotions that I have been dealing with over the last few weeks, more specifically, the last several days. It is a free-form expression of the many things occupying my mind, and, as such, it may seem overwhelming or disjointed. Nevertheless, I will do my best to convey my feelings into something representative of my beliefs, and my time at this institution.
My time at Columbia University has been bookended in an almost comically bad way; it started with Zoom classes during the COVID-19 pandemic, and now it ends with Zoom final exams due to the lockdown of Columbia’s campus after protests regarding the Israel – Palestine conflict reached a fever pitch not just within Morningside Campus, but the international stage. My classmates and I missed in-person orientation, and now, given recent developments, we will not have a University Commencement, a fact I found out not from Columbia, but a New York Times alert, somehow lowering my opinion of this administration’s handling of recent events even more. While the circumstances around my time at Columbia have now both begun and finished in the same manner, I am proud to say that I have not. I do not mean that Columbia has simply made me a better writer, a more critical thinker, or more well read, although it certainly has done those things, sometimes forcing me to when I was not particularly in the mood to do so, but those improvements pale in comparison to the maturity and empathy my time at this university has given me.
When the decision to transition to remote learning during the Spring 2020 semester was made, occurring only a short time after I had received my acceptance letter (email), my first thought was how the pandemic would affect my transfer from community college to Columbia in September. Admittedly, this was a selfish perspective, considering the tremendous challenges that many would endure during the ensuing lockdowns and other upheavals of life. My concerns were solely focused on myself because I was on a simple track to graduate, place my degree on my resumé, and continue my trajectory of military service to college to employment, leaving little else to consideration, to include other people who were not in my immediate circle. Sitting here now, two weeks from graduation, with a job at a Fortune 500 company lined up, I should be happy, with the plans I had made years ago coming to fruition. Yet I cannot help feeling a sense of sadness and concern for the school I have spent years of my life at, and for the world as a whole.
James Hatch, a former member of the United States’s elite Naval Special Warfare Development Group, or DEVGRU, for short, more commonly known by its nickname, Seal Team Six, famous for its involvement in the killing of Osama Bin Laden and the rescue of the Maersk Alabama Captain Richard Phillips from pirates, amongst other things, spent over twenty years in the military. After being wounded on a mission to rescue American serviceman sergeant Bowe Bergdahl from enemy forces, he was medically discharged, and would eventually attend Yale University. While there, he wrote a piece titled My Semester with the Snowflakes (please give this a read, it will help people who have never been in the military understand its culture, along with some of the challenges veterans face when transitioning to college), where he details his initial discomfort with being in a vastly different environment than the military, surrounded by individuals who possessed opinions and beliefs contrary to the ones he was accustomed to. He recalls witnessing a student protest the country he spent over two decades serving by coating her hand in red paint, and leaving a palm print on an American flag, and details his shock when a classmate of his explained to him what a “safe space” was, as well as his pride when he began to understand the nuances of life both inside and outside of the nation he dedicated twenty-six years to.
I can relate to Mr. Hatch, (despite my service paling in comparison to his, as well as the fact that Columbia is far superior to Yale), because, like his friends who make fun of him for attending college with a bunch of “snowflakes,” mine do the same. More significantly, however, his personal growth during his time at school is something that I have experienced myself. When I started at Columbia, I did not even know which major I would choose, and was largely lost in a world very different than the one I had come from. Despite this, I made the decision to avoid communities such as MilVets and the students who made it very clear that they came from a military background, with their style of dress and demeanor, not because those organizations and individuals are a detriment; I know for a fact that MilVets has helped countless students succeed at Columbia and beyond, and the veterans that I have relationships with are all phenomenal people, but because I wanted to pressure myself into being exposed to something different. I was uncomfortable at first, but this turned out to be the right decision. I learned as much from simply talking to people whom I would normally never converse with about topics and ideas that I had never encountered as I did during classes about great works of art, polar and Cartesian coordinates, literature, astronomy, the list goes on.
If the protests about the Israel – Palestine conflict had occurred when I first started at Columbia, I would have been frustrated by the students taking up space, forcing us to be funneled on to campus by restricted access points and identification checks. Likely irritated by the disturbance of the quiet during finals season, I would have agreed with the people who called for students to simply focus on their assignments and stop inconveniencing others by shouting about something occurring on the other side of the world. Instead, I decided to learn about the conflict, educating myself about both sides of a war that has roots extending back millennia. While Columbia University did not agree to the demands of the protestors, they achieved something else they surely desired, reaching a goal they did not state to President Shafik and her advisors: they brought attention to their cause by educating at least one additional person about it.
After reading, talking to people, listening to input from students within various classes, and understanding that things such as the intertwined nature of financial workings, as well as conflicts not just in the Middle East, but all over the world, are a level of complexity that baffles some of the most brilliant minds of ours and previous generations, I will leave my thoughts about Israel and Palestine separate from this paper. I recognize that it is important to choose a side, as remaining impartial helps no one. However, when every news agency, group and individual makes their voice heard, satirical sources such as The Onion make these kind of posts, or Adult Swim’s Rick, the nihilistic, narcissistic, psychopathic, misanthropic lead character from the series Rick and Morty, addresses the conflict in this manner, I feel that it is better to relegate myself to a much smaller part of this debate, namely the occurrences on Columbia University’s Morningside Campus.
During basic training for the United States Army, a sense of brotherhood and camaraderie is hammered into recruits’ identities. When you graduate and are assigned to a unit, one where you could be thousands of miles from home on the opposite side of the country, or even in a completely different country, serving on one of the international bases, approaching someone who you have never met before is easy. Talking to them about shared experiences and stories you have in common, and the bonding that occurs, is the product of an indoctrination process and lifestyle that has existed longer than any of us have been alive, and is proof of its effectiveness. This sense of familiarity tends to continue even when one leaves the military. The Veterans of Foreign Wars community is a place for prior servicemembers of all conflicts to share a drink, a laugh, and sometimes a tear. When I go to the Veterans Administration Hospital for periodic check-ups or the occasional injury, men and woman wearing hats commemorating their service during Vietnam waiting for their appointments greet me with a smile and a handshake, as if we have known each other for years. While working at a golf club’s greens department before I transferred to Columbia from community college, a coworker of mine who had served in the Gulf War had heard from our supervisor that I had been in the Army, and he introduced himself to me on my first day, before anyone else, telling me that if I needed anything, I only had to ask. This camaraderie has expanded to encompass not just veterans, but first responders such as firemen, EMT’s, and the police as well.
Underneath the picture on my driver’s license, the word “veteran” is emblazoned next to a star, written in bright red text and all capital letters. I know for a fact that this one-and-a-half-inch indicator has helped me during interactions with law enforcement on multiple occasions. Only earlier this semester, during Presidents’ Day weekend, I went upstate to spend time with my family. While driving back, in an effort to make the seven-hour trip at a reasonable time, I was stopped for going twenty miles-per-hour over the speed limit. The officer who pulled me over, initially reserved, became noticeably more friendly when I handed him my license and registration. Ultimately, he gave me what amounted to a parking ticket for my actions, rather than the point-incurring, heavily fined moving violation he could have charged me with.
The ‘Thin Blue Line,’ as it is known, is a reference to the idea that the police are the barrier between law abiding citizens and criminals, order and chaos. The most common representation of this concept is a black-and-white American flag, with a single blue line in the place where a red or white stripe would normally be. This style has been expanded to include numerous other colors representing other first-responders: green for the military, red and white no longer to be interpreted as the traditional stripes of the American flag, but instead meant to represent the fire department and paramedics, and even grey for corrections officers. Seeing the appropriation of one of the most iconic symbols in the world, one that flies above the White House, schools, homes, national and international events, and even the Moon, I can say, as someone who has been unwillingly entangled within that appropriation, is nothing short of terrifying.
The fact that these entities and their supporters have literally sewn themselves into the fabric of the symbol of our nation makes one think that there is little room for the countless other occupations, aspects and people that make up this country. The idea of the police being the sole protectors of our society is patently absurd, and all one must do is point out the many instances of police brutality occurring over the years to refute it. I find myself thinking of how much power the officer who stopped me just three months ago had over me. Initially, I was happy that I had received a slap on the wrist, but recently I have found myself wondering what if my license did not state that I was a veteran, would he have charged me with a ticket that would have had much more serious implications? What if he was simply having a bad day, and he decided he did not like the look of me, or the color of my car, and I was the one who he ultimately decided to vent his frustrations on? This traffic infraction, an incredibly small incident compared to all the turmoil in the world, one that involves two strangers, supposedly bonded by our professions, on the side of a quiet, New York highway, serves as a metaphor to me, reminding me of the power structures at play on a much larger scale.
On April 22nd, 2024, I received this email, one of the many Clery Crime Alerts that students are automatically sent. An affiliate of Columbia University had their car stolen at gunpoint by two masked men on Claremont Avenue, not even a five-minute walk from campus. I skimmed the report, and almost immediately forgot about it, recognizing that crime is an inevitability in major cities, and that I needed to start my commute to school. Days later, on the night of April 30th, 2024, I received another email from Columbia, containing one of the most ominous messages I had ever seen, one that put the kind of fear in my heart that not even the alert of an armed carjacking could. Columbia’s Emergency Management Operations Team, offering no explanations, specifications, or even a greeting or sign-off, wrote in bold letters these three sentences: “Shelter in place for your safety due to heightened activity on the Morningside campus. Non-compliance may result in disciplinary action. Avoid the area until further notice.” Due to the protests on campus during recent weeks, President Shafik testifying before Congress, Columbia’s role as one of the main catalysts for student protests around the country, and the occupation of Hamilton Hall occurring in the earlier hours of that day, it was not hard to figure out what the email was referencing. Over the next several hours, I followed news agencies, remained glued to the Columbia subreddit, and listened to WKCR, in awe of these eighteen- to twenty-two-year-old students putting themselves at risk to deliver on the ground, accurate, unbiased coverage of one of the most significant events in the school’s history.
While tracking the events from multiple perspectives, to include the social media accounts of those near and on campus live streaming them, I held out hope that the university would make good on their promise from several days earlier to not invite the NYPD back, but a frightening picture began to unfold, one that I was intimately familiar with. One WKCR reporter stated that 114th street had so many officers on it that he could not see the asphalt of the road beneath them, and I knew that the staging area the NYPD had chosen was one of the best routes for moving towards what the military, and presumably law enforcement, would call an ‘objective.’ The officers cleared the smaller ‘objective,’ the largely unoccupied tents in front of Butler, and then moved towards Hamilton Hall, ordering even those not associated with its occupation to disperse, raising my stress levels and likely those of others, as it is rarely a good sign when police do not want their actions recorded and archived. After the initial entry to campus and clearing of areas and people in the immediate vicinity of Hamilton Hall, came the Long-Range Acoustic Device, or LRAD, a device that makes a megaphone sound like a whisper, and one known for its crowd-control potential, capable of producing sounds loud enough to cause damage to ear-drums, nausea, and headaches, ordering individuals to clear away. The NYPD began its execution of tactics in a way that my fellow soldiers and I used to rehearse, tactics I never dreamed that I would witness outside of the military, and certainly not by police officers who vastly outnumbered unarmed students on their own campus. The NYPD created a perimeter, or a ‘second layer of security’ to both provide reinforcements for the officers entering the building, and to prevent the fleeing of what are called ‘squirters,’ or individuals who attempt to escape the building after the raid begins. While the ‘breach’ team moved towards the front doors, using tools from a ‘hooligan kit,’ such as bolt cutters, hand-held battering rams and crowbars, a siege machine was brought in to allow access from a window; when taking over a building, the idea is to enter it from as many different directions as possible to better disorient and overwhelm its occupants. Flash-bang grenades, described as non-lethal, but known to have harmful effects, were thrown inside, presumably before entering any room, hallway, or otherwise enclosed area to minimize the resistance of anyone unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end of what can only be described as an assault on the visual and auditory senses. According to the Manhattan District Attorney, one of the officers inside Hamilton Hall had what is called in the military a “negligent discharge,” meaning his firearm went off unintentionally. While no one was hurt, the question remains why at least one, and more likely, numerous other officers were carrying guns loaded with live ammunition in the first place, when they so drastically outmatched the protestors in numbers and equipment. Additionally, a negligent discharge is an act of incompetence that would result in an active-duty soldier facing serious consequences, and derision from his peers. So far, the officer remains defended by his coworkers, and unpunished by his superiors.
As all this unfolded, I communicated with my friends from the past and present. My friends from the military checked on me to ensure that I was okay, as did my friends from school. The difference in how they viewed these events highlights what I believe is the change in myself that I stated I am most proud of at the beginning of this paper. My friends from the military were commenting that the assertion of order and control by way of militarized tactics was necessary, not concerning themselves with the human toll and destruction of trust that came along with it. Conversely, my schoolmates lamented the brutality and overstepping of boundaries that the NYPD and Columbia’s administration committed, one that turned a place meant to be a beacon of free speech, expression, and ideas, into what is now a police-state with strict control over who enters it.
My education inside and outside the classroom at this institution has challenged, thrilled, and changed me. Sitting here now, at the end of this paper, the end of the semester, and the end of my time at Columbia University, I am left feeling confused and sad regarding recent events, but also hopeful for the future. I know from experience that the students, teachers, and culture of this school have the power to encourage critical thinking and initiate personal growth. If it did those things for me, surely it can do the same for others
2024.05.16 06:19 International_Cap245 My friends and I would get really high and pull off heists on our college cafeteria
This isn’t something I feel particularly bad about. We paid hundreds of thousands for a college education, so fuck it. At this point, it’s honestly just funny. This will be a long post, but read it if you like. It’s a great story.
It all started one fateful evening, in October of 2017. My friends and I liked to smoke weed, ALOT. We’d drive around campus, hitting blunts and ripping the bong for hours on end. Our minds wandered with this free time, until we inevitably came up with a scheme: “what if, just maybe, there was a way to get free food anytime we wanted over the course of our remaining college career?” There were no cameras at our small college, and we were hungry, morally-tenuous potheads.
So, we set our sites on the small burger joint in the basement of our cafeteria building. We scoped it out, lurking in the shadows, scouring for a chink in the buildings armor. As luck would have it, we found an unlocked window on the first story. One of our smaller friends would climb up to the window, infiltrate the building, and open the back door for the rest of us. Inside, we encountered a second problem: the entrance to the restaurant was closed off with one of those retractable metal fences, the kind you would see in malls, pulled shut at night to keep out intruders. However, we found that if one man pulled up it up, our smaller friend could slide underneath and open the service door in the back.
It was perfect. Inside, we found a cornucopia of snacks, energy drinks, and frozen food; it was a stoners paradise. We began to take our backpacks and meticulously select the correct amount of items, just enough to satiate our lust, but not enough to arose suspicion. Ironically, we broke in every weekend of our junior year, they never even locked the window.
Apparently, we took too much. After the summer of our junior year, we noticed that campus security installed cameras in the cafeteria building. It was a minor deterrent, nothing a few balaclavas couldn’t solve; and so the cycle continued.
Because of the cameras, they noticed the window entrance we had relied on for so long. One unfortunate Saturday night, the window was locked. In our drunken rage, i went to the back door and pulled as hard as I possibly could, over and over again. As luck would have it, the door sprung open. This became our new infiltration point, and we grew even more bold. I don’t remember the first time we decided to cook food, but it was a glorious night. We fired up the grills and fryers. We cooked triple cheeseburgers, onion rings, French fries, and anything else we could find in the freezer. We were collegiate athletes and potheads, so our appetite was insatiable. It was fantastic.
Until one night, our luck would run out. It was like any other night. We yanked open the back door and began to pull up the metal fence, when a terrible sound rang out behind us, a sound that sent shivers down my spine: the back door opened. We swiveled around, and were met with an overweight, middle-aged white woman in uniform. It was campus security. She shined her flashlight in our faces, obviously pleased that she would be the one to catch the notorious thieves. Luckily, we had our balaclavas on. I think she said something like, “you need to show me your campus ID’s right now.” I don’t really remember, as I was high as shit. We said nothing, standing there, weighing our options until one of my friends straight-up bolted. We all followed, sprinting out the back door and into the night. A chase ensued. She entered and followed us in her campus security car, shining her flashlight into the shadows, trying to find us; but to no avail. We were wearing black and hiding in bushes off-campus. At one point, we saw police sirens bouncing off the walls of the student union (it was a small campus); she was talking to the police. We took that opportunity to creep back to our dorm rooms.
We never broke in again, the jig was up. We kept our heads down and went back to our routines. They never did catch us. Classes went well, and we all graduated. I couldn’t help but smile as the dean handed me my degree, because I finally knew: we had actually gotten away with it.
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It all started one fateful evening, in October of 2017. My friends and I liked to smoke weed, ALOT. We’d drive around campus, hitting blunts and ripping the bong for hours on end. Our minds wandered with this free time, until we inevitably came up with a scheme: “what if, just maybe, there was a way to get free food anytime we wanted over the course of our remaining college career?” There were no cameras at our small college, and we were hungry, morally-tenuous potheads.
So, we set our sites on the small burger joint in the basement of our cafeteria building. We scoped it out, lurking in the shadows, scouring for a chink in the buildings armor. As luck would have it, we found an unlocked window on the first story. One of our smaller friends would climb up to the window, infiltrate the building, and open the back door for the rest of us. Inside, we encountered a second problem: the entrance to the restaurant was closed off with one of those retractable metal fences, the kind you would see in malls, pulled shut at night to keep out intruders. However, we found that if one man pulled up it up, our smaller friend could slide underneath and open the service door in the back.
It was perfect. Inside, we found a cornucopia of snacks, energy drinks, and frozen food; it was a stoners paradise. We began to take our backpacks and meticulously select the correct amount of items, just enough to satiate our lust, but not enough to arose suspicion. Ironically, we broke in every weekend of our junior year, they never even locked the window.
Apparently, we took too much. After the summer of our junior year, we noticed that campus security installed cameras in the cafeteria building. It was a minor deterrent, nothing a few balaclavas couldn’t solve; and so the cycle continued.
Because of the cameras, they noticed the window entrance we had relied on for so long. One unfortunate Saturday night, the window was locked. In our drunken rage, i went to the back door and pulled as hard as I possibly could, over and over again. As luck would have it, the door sprung open. This became our new infiltration point, and we grew even more bold. I don’t remember the first time we decided to cook food, but it was a glorious night. We fired up the grills and fryers. We cooked triple cheeseburgers, onion rings, French fries, and anything else we could find in the freezer. We were collegiate athletes and potheads, so our appetite was insatiable. It was fantastic.
Until one night, our luck would run out. It was like any other night. We yanked open the back door and began to pull up the metal fence, when a terrible sound rang out behind us, a sound that sent shivers down my spine: the back door opened. We swiveled around, and were met with an overweight, middle-aged white woman in uniform. It was campus security. She shined her flashlight in our faces, obviously pleased that she would be the one to catch the notorious thieves. Luckily, we had our balaclavas on. I think she said something like, “you need to show me your campus ID’s right now.” I don’t really remember, as I was high as shit. We said nothing, standing there, weighing our options until one of my friends straight-up bolted. We all followed, sprinting out the back door and into the night. A chase ensued. She entered and followed us in her campus security car, shining her flashlight into the shadows, trying to find us; but to no avail. We were wearing black and hiding in bushes off-campus. At one point, we saw police sirens bouncing off the walls of the student union (it was a small campus); she was talking to the police. We took that opportunity to creep back to our dorm rooms.
We never broke in again, the jig was up. We kept our heads down and went back to our routines. They never did catch us. Classes went well, and we all graduated. I couldn’t help but smile as the dean handed me my degree, because I finally knew: we had actually gotten away with it.
2024.05.16 06:17 spike229 Breeds
Introduction
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1) Will this be your first dog? If not, what experience do you have owning/training dogs? * first time owner 2) Do you have a preference for rescuing a dog vs. going through a [reputable breeder]( http://ownresponsibly.blogspot.com/2011/07/identifying-reputable-breeder.html)? * probably looking at breeders for a more predictable temperament and health. 3) Describe your ideal dog. * greets me when I get home, willing to play fetch and go on short walks, and doesn't need bathing or brushing often. 4) What breeds or types of dogs are you interested in and why? * whippet, I've read they are lazy most of the time with short bursts of energy and excitement. I like the idea of playing catch/fetch with a Frisbee in my backyard.They are small enough to be carried when necessary. Ive heard they don't smell bad and require infrequent bathing. "velcro dogs" that just want to be nearby and interested in whatever I'm doing.
5) What sorts of things would you like to train your dog to do? * mostly I just want to have a companion that will motivate me to leave my tv habit more often. The common obedience training is important: sit, stay, come, goto bed, fetch ect. 6) Do you want to compete with your dog in a sport (e.g. agility, obedience, rally) or use your dog for a form of work (e.g. hunting, herding, livestock guarding)? If so, how much experience do you have with this work/sport? * although I think it might be fun to do these competitions, I don't think it's realistically something I would put enough time towards. **Care Commitments** 7) How long do you want to devote to training, playing with, or otherwise interacting with your dog each day? * I am away from home almost 10 hours each day, but the evenings I rarely leave home. Weekends tend to be at home as well. 8) How long can you exercise your dog each day, on average? What sorts of exercise are you planning to give your dog regularly and does that include using a dog park? * I have a large fenced yard at my house and plan to install a dog door to allow access to the yard during the day while I am away. Keeping my dog occupied while I am at work is my biggest concern currently. 9) How much regular brushing are you willing to do? Are you open to trimming hair, cleaning ears, or doing other grooming at home? If not, would you be willing to pay a professional to do it regularly? * I'd like to keep brushing/nail trimming, and bathing to a minimum but I am happy to pay for a professional to help me with it every month or 2. **Personal Preferences** 10) What size dog are you looking for? * medium 15-40 lbs 11) How much shedding, barking, and slobber can you handle? * some barking is acceptable, shedding and slobbering I'd like to avoid. 12) How important is being able to let your dog off-leash in an unfenced area? * it would be nice to take my dog camping or hiking off leash a couple of times a year. **Dog Personality and Behavior** 13) Do you want a snuggly dog or one that prefers some personal space? * I want my dog to be close enough to pet while relaxing at home. 14) Would you prefer a dog that wants to do its own thing or one that’s more eager-to-please? * eager to please 15) How would you prefer your dog to respond to someone knocking on the door or entering your yard? How would you prefer your dog to greet strangers or visitors? * friendly to visitors 16) Are you willing to manage a dog that is aggressive to other dogs? * as a first time owner having a non-aggresive dog seems important to me. 17) Are there any other behaviors you can’t deal with or want to avoid? * stealing food, chewing shoes, escaping over the fence during the day. **Lifestyle** 18) How often and how long will the dog be left alone? * up to 10 hours, but I plan to have a dog walker daily while I am at work until my puppy is old enough to be trusted in the yard alone. 19) What are the dog-related preferences of other people in the house and what will be their involvement in caring for the dog? * I live alone 20) Do you have other pets or are you planning on having other pets? What breed or type of animal are they? * no other pets 21) Will the dog be interacting with children regularly? * no 22) Do you rent or plan to rent in the future? If applicable, what breed or weight restrictions are on your current lease? * I own my house 23) What city or country do you live in and are you aware of any laws banning certain breeds? * Multnomah county, Portland, OR. There are no breed restrictions here. 24) What is the average temperature of a typical summer and winter day where you live? * summer is 70-90F, winter is 30-50F **Additional Information and Questions** 25) Please provide any additional information you feel may be relevant. * nothing yet 26) Feel free to ask any questions below.