this is actually terrible because if only 2 of your accounts get compromised, then all of your accounts are compromised (you can easily deduct the rule from just 2 of your passwords). You need similar but more complicated rules that cannot be deducted easily even if you have access to 10 passwords
I hacked ur mom's roblox account
What if they're waiting for us to develop a certain technology for us to be eligible as a galactic civilization? Like FTL travel or some sort of energy source, like cold fusion. Then they make contact and bring us up to speed on millenia of technology.
Am I the only one wanting a r/accidentalvenndiagram right about now?
In theory that would be awesome, but in practice I don't think accidental venn diagrams happen that often. Sub would be pretty dead after a few posts.
I made it tho.
Foolish fool, your sub was dead before it was born. (make me a mod please)
I'm a male, 21 years old. Only recently I realize how stupid I was at the time and how easily I could have died or gotten seriously hurt.
I was with a friend who was around my age (14,15) and we took a tram to get to this new burger joint which we heard was really good. This was mid-daylight and this burger joint was located in a less crowded area.
My friend tapped my shoulder inconspicuously while we were nearing our stop, and whispered to me about two guys that were kind of "observing" us and he was afraid of them. I had noticed them before but I tried not to give them much attention. At the time I got "stranger danger" vibes from practically every 3-4th person I encounter outside. I also had social anxiety so I wrote it off to that. These guys were around 17-18 years old, and gave off hoodlum vibes. They were lankey, one was taller and one was around my height. But I didn't say anything to my friend, I just told him "It's probably nothing".
Anyways, we got off at our stop, and these guys did too. They immediately started walking with us and the shorter guy started asking questions to throw us off guard, stuff like where we're going, do we go to school, etc. He seemed like the leader, the other guy never even said a word I think. Some of it was small talk, and some of it was to see if we're easy targets. They were friendly but obviously up to something.
Now at the time I had just watched the show Spartacus. I was all hyped up and was trying to be brave and maintain "I'd rather die than be humiliated by some street rat" mentality, in fact I vividly remember having those exact words in my head during that time. Stupid, I know. And maybe a reason to regulate what your kids watch on TV.
The obviously-fake friendly facade was slowly fading and then he started asking us questions if we had cell phones and money with us. He was still friendly and non-threatening. He said something along the lines of: "I really like phones, do you mind if I take a look at yours? I'll give it back".
I halted and asked him why. My friend told me that it's not worth it and just do what he says. My friend grabbed me by the arm and dragged me, sort of stopping me from halting and keep me walking. As we were walking, we were going to a more and more secluded place away from people. At the moment I agreed with the friend and debated whether I should retaliate or not. I understood that I was being mugged but I was not happy with it.
I gave them my cell-phone, it was a cheap one anyways. My friend had a very expensive one. His family was rich and he had like a new $1000 one which they took as well. Then the muggers started asking other questions like "Do you have money? I want to take a look at it, I've never seen a 20 BAM bill (I live in Bosnia)." I halted again and protested, but my friend dragged me again and kept me walking. A very stupid thing to do as a kid, but in my head I wasn't a kid, I was the reincarnation of Spartacus himself.
I kept walking, but I told the muggers I don't have any money. My friend gave him his cash. I was really, really terrified at this point but I wasn't coming to terms with it. In my head, I had to be Spartacus.
As we got further away from people, the muggers got more and more aggressive. They dropped their cheesy "friendly" facade and started telling us that we can't outrun them because they're faster and would beat us up.
Eventually he said to me: "If I pulled out a knife right now, would you still not have money?". I told him, "if you had a knife, you'd pull it out by now".
That's when he slapped me across the face, really hard. I had very little martial arts experience at the time. I had maybe took 1-2 months of Russian Systema classes. Russian Systema was all about using your opponent's momentum against him. It's kind of like, instead of blocking attacks, you prepare your body for them, soften them and use that momentum against them.
And that's exactly what happened. After he slapped me, my head turned to the side and my body followed. I cemented my feet, used that position to kind of "wind-up", I clenched my fist and hammered him with it sideways. He dropped to the ground. All this happened in an instance and it probably caught him off-guard. I'm sure he was much stronger and faster than me. He was wearing a hat very loosely, and I vividly remember the hat slipping off his head when I punched him and just floating in the air for a second as gravity kicked in, while he fell to the ground.
After that, my memory kind of blacked out for a few seconds. The other guy charged me and I have no idea what I did - but he ended up on the ground as well. My friend later told me I stepped to the side and tripped him.
I remember my vision being very, very blurry after that. I was so terrified that I couldn't see straight. The guy that I knocked down with the punch stood up (took him a while) and started yelling in my face, threatening me and shit, then he said:
"Do you have any idea who I am?!"
I yelled back: "You're a piece of shit! Now give me back my cell phone!". I actually could not see his face, despite of him being in my face, just a blurry blob, because of how terrified I was. Back then I had perfect vision and I still do, I had no idea adrenaline could have an effect like that. I acted against all of my instincts, against every neuron in my brain screaming "JUST DO WHAT HE SAYS".
I don't know what it was. Maybe it was because my cell-phone was cheap and out of battery, and they already scored big time with my friend's expensive cell phone. Maybe it was because I stood my ground at such a young age and maybe some part of them respected that. Maybe I was actually scary to them, I mean I was around the same height and I was an early bloomer and I had a good body frame, I looked a lot older than I was. And I did throw both of their asses on the ground. Maybe it was because I was a kid and they never intended to hurt me seriously. Maybe it was a little bit of all of that, but he handed me my cell-phone and was on his way soon after that. They kind of skipped and jogged away.
I let out a one last "PUSSIES" and one of them looked back at me, but then he kept going. Then I asked my friend "wait, didn't they take your cell-phone as well" and he said that it wasn't worth it and I should stop pushing my luck. The truth was I did remember about his phone earlier but I caved in and I also had the same thought - I decided not to push my luck anymore. I was debating telling the mugger to give me back the other phone after he gave me mine. I also justified it to myself because, at the time, I thought my friend was a pussy and deserved that. That's when he broke down crying, like a normal 14-year-old would, and told me I could have gotten both of us killed. Which is true.
We went up to the store, he was in tears and I was trying to calm him down. He asked if we could use a phone, and that's when his dad came and picked us up.
I'm not gonna lie. I was super proud of this growing up. This was my transmission into manhood in my head. I had bested two gladiators in the arena of Capua. My family patted me on the back for it, but the friend I was with at the time stopped hanging out with me. I would too honestly. It went to my head and I'd tell all my friends about that and I always acted like a tough guy until I was around 17 years old. I'd usually bring that up and brag about it to practically every person I meet. Like, hi, I'm /u/DoctorWhoure and I beat up 2 muggers when I was 14. That was probably obnoxious and I don't do that anymore.
I had more cojones when I was 14 than I do now. I'm 97.3% positive I'd just chicken out and not do anything if I was mugged, even though I have a lot more martial arts experience than I had then. Probably a result of /r/watchpeopledie.
I was extremely lucky, I probably caught them off guard by being so young and I have no idea what possessed me the few moments while I can't even remember what happened and while I couldn't even see straight. Maybe Spartacus himself took the wheel. I never saw the two muggers again and that was the last fight I ever had besides my abusive dick 15-year-older than me brother.
Ooooh I’ve always wanted to try Systema. Do you recommend it?
Oh, definitely. It's like a drunk version of Krav Maga. I had a lot of fun the couple of months I learned it but the club fell apart and there are no more systema classes where I live.
And it definitely, definitely came in handy with these thugs. My reaction to his slap would have made my systema instructor proud. I Used the momentum of how my body reacted to his slap to wind up the sideways hammer punch. So there's your anecdotal evidence of it's efficiency.
I’m late to the party, but I know the answer to this if you’re still wondering. We only have so many attentional resources at one time: in your normal life, even while you are paying attention to something (a conversation, a TV show, etc), some portion of your attention is actually scanning your environment (this is what causes us to become distracted or hear our name in another conversation even though we weren’t listening to that conversation) and some portion is processing what you are doing, so it will be committed to your memory. In traumatic situations, the environmental scanning and the memory processing stops and all of your attention is focused on dealing with the situation at hand. Thus, the “memory loss.” But you didn’t actually “lose” it or “forget” what happened. It was just never saved to your memory in the first place.
Oh, interesting. Thanks for the answer.
I reckon 4:
1) Missing a step and stumbling down like on any normal stairs,
2) Missing a step and having you foot fall between the stairs, probably twisting an ankle or two,
3) When on the upper half, you can easily accidentally step on the curvature of the stairs, and that looks slippery as fuck, so probably a broken neck or a misplaced spine,
4) When going up the stairs, your foot can get caught in the gap and I think that can get nasty as well.
Albuquerque is also where Jeff Bezos was born
It's also where Heisenberg conducted his meth business.
Your title mildly infuriates me, because the sun didn't travel into your face, the sunlight did. But then again, my meticulousness will go on to mildly infuriate someone else. Look at what you started.
No , we are the only animal who is conscious to what they are doing and where they are doing it.
You have been conditioned in today’s society to be able to control your ass in certain societal situations
An ardvark prob could but he honestly doesn’t give a fuck
"No, I'm gonna repeat exactly what OP said except more redundantly."
“Oh yeah I heard about that” works most of the time.
Even works on stories you haven’t heard so that you don’t have to listen in the first place
I hate it when I say that but they go on and tell the story again anyways because of the fuck of it.
That opera sound near the end is hilarious. Almost like a movie soundtrack following the heartbreak of this poor Nazi.
I'm bilingual, and I kind of think about social, emotional and everyday stuff in Bosnian, and think about math, physics and logical problems and such in English. I currently live in Bosnia (lived here for 12 years since I was 9) but I'm pretty sure I'd be thinking more in English if I lived back in the US.
I knew it was coming, but I couldn't look away.
No you didn't. Embrace the rick roll.
It's our world's best effort...
Ah the great 'The Battle'. Many thots were slayed that day.
Your redesign is a digital abortion, a bucket of hot vomit; it's a festering boil on the rotting ass of a syphillitic whore. There are no redeeming qualities in it.
Take a good look around the reddit offices, and make a mental picture, because years from now you'll be thinking back on this as the thing that destroyed the site.
Can you train me on how to write insults like that please?
My pee pee tastes like burning
Chinchilla. They all love scratches.
Good Lord, I thought it was a mole-rabbit-hamster hybrid. I should know animals better. I actually thought it didn't have eyes.
Have a seat right over here please
Looks like the only one who's swole will be your bunk mates in prison.
Quick google will prove me wrong? Videos about that scene in breaking Bad share the same concept. And when it gets talked about here. It just the first to copy the videos explanation
In the least it's not copy-pasted like you said. I don't have an obligation to watch every youtube video about Breaking Bad ever.
It actually is
Do you understand what copy-paste means?
Shitty childhood. I had a similar one. Many times I thought I was gonna die to the hands of a family member, just like you. I recently broke free of my abusers and I found out that I have PTSD. I'm seeing a therapist now and she's a huge help. You don't have to fight it alone. You were robbed of the chance to develop normally so you have the right to be less hard on yourself. Nofap also kind of helps me with variable results.
Do you also have anxiety? I persobally believe NoFap is great but it can't help with mental illnesses like depression, PTSD or anxiety. You need therapy and to stay as far as possible from your abusers, because its highly unlikely they will ever change. They will abuse you first chance they get.
You tell the life that we know and I explicitly said more than once that this one is exotic, so, it is not equal to ours, that is, it wouldn't be totally based on C in this scheme/or even wouldn't. These beings have a biological process that makes them protect themselves from temperature and pressure when they are multicellular, I even agree that Jupiter's core is hot and everything, except that I'm talking about a mini Neptune here, to tell you the truth, nobody knows what exists in the core of gas giants besides probable horrendous storms. It even could be that way for life to try to develop, but it would have to have a reason to hurt itself by trying to get close to glowing and melting materials such iron, and also I said that I don't believe on these things of life rising in midair.
All I am saying is that life as we know it is certainly possible within the scope of current science on a gas giant. Your model requires some exotic material, probably something that hasn't been discovered yet. There's no need to go for some exotic sci-fi explanation when life can develop somewhat similarly to what we see on Earth, and what we see on Earth is all we got.
Secondly, there's no reason not believe that life can rise in "midair" on a gaseous planet. Life on our planet supposedly arose suspended in a fluid. And gas at that pressure behaves mostly like a fluid.
Yes it does, I was talking about the higher layers (top of the clouds). I agree with all these points anyway. What material do you mean?
To my knowledge organic chemistry can't flourish on Sun-like conditions. Organic molecules collapse on much lower temperatures. There also needs to be a medium like water for life to occur. Furthermore, even metals can't stay solid at those temperatures. There are no known compounds that are complex enough to give way for life that don't collapse under much milder conditions. Not to say that there isn't an alternative biochemistry that we know nothing about, that could work in such conditions. So you may also be right, but Sagan's predictions are Occam's razor because they make less assumptions.
I also do this with my kitty, and I gotta say it's a pretty effective strategy. Sometimes she'll smack them down mid-air, and it's game over if the fly lands.
Isn't "noones law" supposed to be Maxwell's law, assuming B is strength of magnetic field?
I'm glad this guy is extinct. Not sure how I'd react to a predator with teeth as long as my head.
Im pretty sure how I'd react, piss and shit myself at the same time.
