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The Dumping Grounds

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EVO 2018 – Grand Finals

 

This is what $100 gets you at the bar in Mexico

 

Komodo Dragon swallowing a Monkey 

 

Ferrari 458 Spider Runs Over Cop

 

White People Go to a Black BBQ ‘For the First Time’

 

 Can Somebody Please Help Shorty Resolve This Issue!

 

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Linkage

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They tried to assassinate the Venezuelan president with a drone – AOL

80-year-old medical marijuana patient with expired card jailed for less than an eighth of cannabis – Fox

The dead simple strategy behind Chipotle’s $1.3B second life – Fast Co

You Won’t Find A Better Watch For $50 – Amazon

Resilience: How to Rescue Yourself from Adversity – Medium

Healthy Plate Portions For Every Diet – HUM

How History Classes Helped Create a ‘Post-Truth’ America – The Atlantic

Life as a North Korean living in the South – California Sunday

Denialism: what drives people to reject the truth – The Guardian

Ana De Aramas Getting Wet in a Bikini of the Day – Drunken Stepfather

Try This Advice If You’re Terrible at Staying in the Moment – The Cut

15 Traits of Unstoppable People – Entrepreneur

Abigail Ratchford Makes A Busty Return – Yes Bitch

The Singer-Williams 911 DLS Porsche Is Perfection – Awesome Galore

Apple, Facebook, and Spotify shut down Infowars’ Alex Jones – Business Insider

Overweight Tourists Are Crippling The Donkeys On Santorini – All That Is Interesting

Kendall Jenner Went Skinny Dipping! – The Slip

An oncologist explains how to deliver bad news – Quartz

To Sharpen Your Mind, Try Taking Some Device-Free Quiet Time – Curiosity

Tom Brady’s sleepwear line helps your body recover quicker and helps you get a better night sleep – Amazon

Seatbelt holding down a generous amount of bewbs – Ehowa

Brutal knockout kick sends fighter to hospital – Trending Views

New Study Says Watching the Kardashians Actually Makes You a Worse Person – Maxim

Poor Exploited Boyfriends Forced To Take Perfect Photos Of Their Girlfriends – Sad And Useless

What it means to be rich: The difference between income and wealth – Get Rich Slowly

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A Few Glorious Videos For Your Consideration

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Degenerate gambler perfecting his craft

 

Drive by PSA

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Nasty

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Pharmacist gave out a lethal dose of 45 caliber hot lead to an armed robber 

 

Backflip kick outta nowhere!

 

Who says romance is dead?

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This kid has got crazy moves!

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Shiggy challenge got him all fucked up

 

LOL!

 

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The Daily Man-Up: Scarcity vs Abundance Mentality

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Scarcity mentality is the belief that there’s a limited number of opportunities in your life. With women, if you miss out on a single chance, you’ll never get another like it. What happens is that you view your connections as win or lose situations. It’s black or white:

“If I don’t get this girl, I’m a failure and a loser. I’ll be alone forever. But if I do, I’m a real man and a winner.”

You then do everything in your power to “win” girls over. You will chase endlessly, pretend to be a friend for months or years, disrespect your time, and even let yourself get walked over — all because you can’t let go of this one girl.

This is a needy, desperate, and unattractive way of thinking. You are subconsciously reinforcing:

  • I have no standards for myself and the women who are a part of my life. I will take whatever I can get whether or not they are right for me.
  • I have no options for women. I have to latch onto every chance I get because I am not good enough to find someone else. Women who like me are rare.
  • My self-worth is tied to my ability to attract women and their approval of me.
  • I think of women as objects to be acquired. Their personalities, values, and mutual respect for me do not factor into my desire to sleep with them.

This scarcity mentality leaves you unfulfilled and destroys your self-esteem. Instead, you should be trying to build a mindset of abundance.

Setting Standards and Respecting Your Worth: Abundance Mentality

Abundance mentality is the belief that you have plenty of opportunities in your life. More so, that you are worthy of those opportunities. You are in the position of choice.

This is not something most people are born with but rather cultivated. It begins with how you respect and value yourself.

Repeat after me: “I am worthy of…”

  • Having my time respected.
  • Having my needs met.
  • Being treated fairly.
  • Connecting with people who improve the quality of my life.
  • Meeting women who are willing to invest back in me.

You have to set standards and want more for yourself. And not just more, but the bestfor yourself. When considering a woman, you should be asking…

Is she putting effort into building a connection (sexual included) with me? Is she valuing my time? Is this fulfilling my needs and wants? Am I chasing something that isn’t going anywhere? Am I clinging onto this woman only because I’m afraid of being alone and having to put myself out there again?

Often when a guy comes to me frustrated with a specific girl, I ask the above questions. Unsurprisingly, the answer to many is no. My advice is to walk away and focus on finding women who appreciate your worth.

The abundance mentality prioritizes yourself. It leads to fulfillment and a strong level of self-esteem.

Developing the Abundance Mentality By Living It

Okay, so now you understand the mindset of abundance. But just thinking about it won’t actually internalize those qualities in you. You have to practice and live by them.

You have to move on from those who don’t meet your standards. You have to stop wasting time on people who don’t invest in you and spend time on people who do. And you have to consciously remind yourself that there are an infinite number of women available to you and seek them out.

Here are some romantic situations in which you can apply this:

  • A girl you met disrespects your friends in front of you.
  • You meet a girl and she doesn’t open up to you after 5-10 minutes. That means she isn’t asking you questions, she’s giving vague responses, or isn’t smiling.
  • You approach a girl and she rejects you.
  • You confirm a date with a girl 24-48 hours before you meet. She stands you up with no  warning.
  • You text a number twice and get no response.
  • You keep texting a girl to make plans and she never actually hangs out.
  • You wait around for a girl who has said she only sees you as a friend or that she’s not looking for something right now.
  • A girl with a boyfriend flirts with you often but never spends time with you in person or moves it forward. She claims she’s miserable in her relationship and promises she wants to be with you but doesn’t break up with him.
  • You’re in a relationship with an abusive or controlling partner.
  • You’re in a relationship that makes you miserable or unsatisfied (emotionally or sexually).
  • Your girlfriend breaks up or cheats on you. (I understand this one is extremely difficult but necessary.)
  • You have a complete mismatch of expectations that cannot be resolved: you want an open relationship and she doesn’t, you want kids and she doesn’t, etc.

Instead of sticking around, chasing, getting upset, or getting down on yourself — you must keep pushing forward.

That means not giving her ultimatums. Or begging for her to take you back. Or flipping out on her and sitting around seething with rage. Or resenting all women. Or beating yourself up. Or using those standards as a defense mechanism to avoid meeting more girls.

A man with abundance does not waste his energy when he can use it to further improve his own life. He simply says, “She’s not invested or interested in me, that’s fine. I’ll focus my efforts on someone who will be.”

By doing the above you’ll meet tons of great women, increase your happiness, decrease your frustration, and forge stronger connections. Most importantly, you’ll value yourself and build genuine confidence.

Men with abundance are willing to lose the wrong girl to find the right one. They know that having the courage to walk away comes from a place of power, not weakness. It’s never a win or lose situation to them, it’s always a win-win.

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LA Rams Become 1st NFL Team To Hire Male Cheerleaders

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For the first time ever, an NFL team will have male cheerleaders dancing alongside the women next year. 

The L.A. Rams announced that it has hired two men, named Quinton Peron and Napoleon Jinnies, to perform on its cheerleading squad. The Indianapolis Colts and Baltimore Ravens have male stuntmen, but Peron and Jinnies are the first male dancers for a professional NFL team. They will round out the Rams’ regular team of 40 cheerleaders, playing both home and away games.

“I thought, ‘Why not me? Why can’t I do this?’ And called my friend and I asked her when auditions were for the Rams and she told me Sunday [March 11] and I showed up,” Peron told Good Morning America.

LA Rams cheerleader captain Emily Leibert said both men, who are a part of the 40-person cheer squad, “fit the bill to be a Los Angeles Rams cheerleader.”

“They are intelligent, they are eloquent, they are more than qualified to be ambassadors out in the community,” she said. “They bring so much energy and there’s something so magnetic about their performance, you really can’t take your eyes off them.”

 

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Questions And Answers About Prison

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Can you get drugs in jail/prison?

You bet your fucking ass you can. It’s all there. Marijuana, Cocaine, Ecstacy, Meth, Heroin, PCP, etc. You name it, you can get it. I’ve even seen hypodermic syringes smuggled from the medical ward for people to use to shoot up. A metal ballpoint pen? Crackpipe. They would strip and ball up copper wire from headphones, set it on fire (to take some sort of coating off the copper), bunch it up inside the metal base of the pen and voila! Crackpipe!

How is it brought in and how much does it cost?

A gram of heroin in Los Angeles is currently running at about $80 and the price of a gram of heroin in prison is $400. Heroin makes its way within the prison walls in three ways: contact visits, mail scams, and guards smuggling it in.

Every prison has a weakness; it’s just a matter of finding it and exposing it. I knew a dealer that was bringing 9 grams of heroin in a week. His girlfriend brought the dope in by stuffing a tampon and taping it under the visitation room seat. Then an inmate assigned to cleaning the visit room would recover the stuffed tampon and take a spilt for helping to smuggle it in. I knew a Mafia guy that used to bribe the guards at Rikers Island. It would involve a simple payoff on the outside by the Mafia guy’s associates and the hack would bring in heroin, weed, Vodka, razors, cigarettes, and even Chinese food, whatever he wanted. One of my friends filled tennis balls up with black tar heroin and threw them over the walls of the prison to me in the exercise yard. Prisoners also smuggle packages in through Food Service in frozen food or other boxed items that come in through the warehouse. I’ve even seen dudes get stuff in through religious services from Chaplains. But the big thing nowadays is drones. A drone will drop a package on the recreation yard; an inmate wearing a hoodie grabs it and blends into a group of convicts right before a recall for count when everyone is going back to their cells.

 

How much can you make dealing drugs in prison?

In federal prison, I was making as much as $5k per month. I dealt off and on for years. It’s pure profit in there. I used to get a gram of good Mexican tar for $50-60 bucks. I would get 12 to 15 papers out of that and each paper would sell for $50 a pop. I had a lot of customers at every prison I was at. A prison without drugs is a deserted and dry place. I turned every prison I was at into a big party and fun place. Later in my bid tobacco became a big money-generating business too. In non-smoking jails I had tons of customers, everybody smokes, and I could sell one Newport cigarette for $25.

 

Are you required to have a job in prison?

Every inmate in required to have a job. When you first arrive to whatever state prison you’ve been classified to, you’re required to take what’s known as a TABE test. (Test of Adult Basic Education) Should you find yourself incarcerated, take this test seriously. It could make the difference between sitting behind a computer all day in air conditioned classrooms as a Teacher’s Aid, or outside in the scorching heat pushing lawnmowers. The TABE test is a piece of cake ScanTron type standardized test that anyone with a High School Diploma should have no problem passing.

Once you take your test, you will be assigned to a job based on your test score. I landed a job making $3.75/day as a ‘teacher’s aide.’ Other jobs on the compound included Grounds Duty (Mowing grass all over the compund), Unit ParaPros (Keeping the Unit clean, sweeping/mopping, cleaning the showers, etc.), Mower Shop (making sure the lawnmowers were kept in working order), Rec Aid (Keeping the weights in the Rec yard organized, setting out basketballs and other outside equipment), Kitchen Duty (preparing meals, and distributing food to the Units on carts), Plumbing/Maintenance, and others that I can’t really remember right now.

All jobs were paid on a ‘per-day’ basis. The minimum wage was $1.30/day, and the maximum was $4.75

If you didn’t have family on the outside to send you money-orders to put on your account, this was how you made your money and provided for yourself. State pay goes out once a month.

Do you have to stick with your own race while in prison?

First of all, just like you see in the movies, Blacks stick with the Blacks, Whites stick with the Whites, Latinos with Latinos, and I honestly only saw TWO Asians while I was down, and they stuck with the Latinos. It didn’t really seem like it was a ‘rule’ that the races stuck together, but let’s face it, your natural tendency would be to gravitate towards those most like yourself. People you have things in common with. Also, if shit were to hit the fan and all of a sudden you found yourself forced to choose sides…..Well? Who are you going to side with? As as white guy, I always hung out with a small circle of white guys. We would work out together, play cards/dominos together, talk, teach each other, help one another, watch each other’s backs, etc. On the rare occasion that a new white guy would be assigned to our unit, one of us would be designated to approach him, welcome him to the unit and provide anything he might need. If he was new to the compund and didn’t have anything, we would all chip-in from our own supplies and made sure he had enough until he could buy his own commissary. Need cigarettes? Soap? Toothpaste? Deodorant? Stamps? We’ve got your back. You aren’t in “debt.”

We weren’t a gang. We were just a group of guys that had stuff in common. Most of us were from the suburbs, got into drugs for one reason or another, and found ourselves locked-up. We dealt with it by coming together and tried to make prison life a bit less hellish.

You’d think that the black and Latino gangs would try to take advantage of us and steal our shit and whatnot, but that was never a problem. We showed them respect, and in turn got respect. This is one aspect of prison life that I actually wish carried on into the outside world. People respect each other. In that environment, you HAVE to respect one another. Are you going to intentionally disrespect someone, know you might very well get stabbed for doing so? No.

 

What is the inmate pecking order in prison?

Jail and prison populations involve people living in very close proximity to one another (in some housing situations, the toilet seat might be only a few inches from your face when you’re lying in bed), so it is natural to expect that a culture and social structure will emerge.

At the top of the heap would be high-ranking members of crime organizations. Old-style Mafia first come to mind. These guys are still powerful, but maybe not as much as they used to be. More likely you’ll find people in what are usually called “gangs,” e.g. Crips, Bloods, Black Guerrilla Family, Latin Kings, MS-13, etc. There are also gangs that operate mainly within prisons, such as the Mexican Mafia, Aryan Brotherhood, United Blood Nation, etc. Most established prison gangs have alliances with “free world” gangs. 

Members of these gangs, the “soldiers,” are the next level down. They are protected by other gang members, as an insult or assault on any gang member is viewed as an act against the entire gang. The origin of prison gangs was for mutual protection, usually against other ethnic/racial factions. Prison and street crime gangs don’t have much of an equal opportunity program.

Below this level are run-of-the-mill prisoners who have no gang alliance. This is the largest group of prisoners. They do their best to stay out of gang politics and disputes. Barring some complications where one runs afoul of a gang member, it’s easily possible for an inmate to quietly do their time. Prison etiquette must be observed, e.g. don’t disrespect others, don’t help the staff with investigations, remain in your own area, etc., but most will not be pressured to join a gang. 

Some prisoners are called out for their lack of confidence and backbone, and made “wives” of other inmates. Some of their duties are housekeeping and other menial chores, and some are sexual in nature. Assuming this role means you have a protector, so you’re safe from other inmates (as long as your “owner” remains powerful, anyway), but you’re essentially the slave of the inmate who co-opts you. This happens, but not as often as prison movies might have you believe. 

Below this are inmates who are incarcerated for crimes even other inmates find reprehensible. Crimes where the victims could be another inmate’s loved ones are targeted. These include rape and sexual offenses against children. Inmates will victimize these people just to act out rage gathered from other sources, because they have no relevant social status. They are throw-away people. Ironically, these inmates can be the easiest ones for the staff to manage. They are often more intelligent and well-educated than the average inmate, and they don’t want to make enemies among the staff. They might get prison jobs where their intellect is useful, like clerking or assisting with educational programs. 

At the bottom of the stack, lower than low, are informants, or “snitches.” You don’t have to participate in another inmate’s rule-breaking or crime, but you never tell staff what another inmate is up to. Doing so often means a semi-permanent assignment to administrative segregation, where you spend most of your time in your cell and have few privileges or diversions. Even if the inmate you informed on is released, goes to another institution, or dies, he likely still has friends on the inside who will waste no time in reminding you that you violated the inmate code of conduct.

 

How are “snitches” treated in prison?

In 1990 when I first began serving my prison sentence, “snitches” had a rough time in prison. I began my prison sentence at the maximum security level 4 prison called Old Folsom. In those days, when a prisoner was found or said to have given the officers information or testified against someone, it wouldn’t take long before someone would stab the individual on the yard, in their cell or on the tier.

Most of the time, the word was spread to stay away from certain areas or people or races that day. Some snitches back in those days were robbed of their canteen and then stabbed. The stabbing was meant to not only remove the “snitch” from the population but to send a message to other prisoners to keep your mouth closed. If groups would weed out the weak prisoners who would “snitch” than other rival groups wouldn’t dare cross their paths. The atmosphere was crazy because if you saw someone getting stabbed you better look the other way so no one could say you told them if they were caught.

Normally “snitches” were stabbed in the neck and vital organs if they were trying to kill them. Some were slashed crossed the face to be marked for life as a “snitch”. The word would some how make its way around to other prisoners that, so and so group were cleaning up their back yard. That a prison term that is commonly used to justify their actions.

Now in 2014 they are not called “snitches.” They were calling them SNY’s or PC’s, meaning “sensitive needs” or “protective custody.” Now they are called special program. They are escorted by officers everywhere they go. Special Program inmates can be individuals who have committed a crime against children, women, dropped out of a gang, gave up information on someone or their crime partner. Now that I’m at San Quentin Prison on the level two facilities which is actually a level one filled with older lifers. No stabbing thank God but prisoners do get rolled-up are punched on, are told to roll it up off the yard before something happens to them for “snitching.”

 

Should I fight back in prison?

One of my best friends spent most of his teens and early twenties in prison for numerous thefts and burglaries.

His advice is that yes, it is absolutely critical you fight as hard and viciously as you can the first time you get into a confrontation. It is prison.

When you begin your sentence, unless you are known by someone inside, you are a blank slate. People want to know what kind of person you are. There are to types of people in prison: wolves and sheep. The strong and the weak.

Wolves don’t often attack other wolves, but will target sheep every waking hour if they can.

At some point after you start your sentence you will find yourself in a situation where someone takes advantage of you, or where you are challenged outright. It is vital that you defend yourself physically. You do not have to win the fight, but you must fight.

In fact my friend suggests you should actually try to be the aggressor once you realise the situation you are in. Even before the other party has physically attacked you. He suggested you say something like “look I’m not going to fight you” as you take a half step back to adjust your footing and drop your shoulder. With a bit of luck the attacker will momentarily turn either to make a comment about you to others present or to check whether anyone is watching. Then you lay your best haymaker squarely on his jaw and you continue to hit him with everything you have until the alarms go off or he is obviously finished with the fight.

Odds are it won’t turn out quite as well as that if you haven’t had a fight since junior school. But you will get an opportunity to defend yourself. It isn’t a beat down, or you would not see it coming. The idea is to see whether you will fight back!

So show them that you will kneel to no one and you are not afraid to fight (even though you probably are) and you will be elevated to the position of a wolf instantly.

The predators will have no shortage of people who couldn’t or wouldn’t fight, to turn their attention to in future. This is a sad truth of how things work in prison.

You do not have to become a predator, but you must be willing to to fight to avoid becoming prey.

 

What kinds of criminals become “wives/punks” in prison

There are four major categories:

  1. Ones that want to be. Most punks are in that position because they like it. They are generally gay/bi and just like it. For a lot of them I observed prison is actually a wonderful place because they are able to be extremely deviant and fought over by men.
  2. People who are weak. Not necessarily even physically weak, but mentally. The more impressionable someone is and easy to take advantage of, the more likely they are to be turned out.
  3. People without financial support and/or who get in debt. Some inmates have no outside support. Others get into debt. Getting turned out may provide a solution to this problem.
  4. Inmates who require protection. Inmates who have unfavorable charges such as sex offenses or who are ex-cops and that sort of thing may need protection if they are to stay in population and that comes at a cost. Sometimes its monetary, other times it’s sexual. Eventually, they may be totally turned into a punk.

 

How Do You Earn Respect in Prison?

In prison, there are two ways to earn (more) respect. First, you can conform to prison politics and the gang mentality and earn respect by “putting in work.” Putting in work means fights, stabbings, murders, etc. This type of respect is based in fear and comes with many pitfalls due to its deviant nature. Despite the negativity, this type of respect does have longevity although it is very tumultuous.

On the other hand, you can earn respect through self-respect, and instead of “putting in work” to harm other people, you can put in work in the classroom or in self-help groups. Doing the right thing isn’t always the popular choice, but it is a highly respectable one. Yes, even in prison! Unlike the first course of respect, this one is more serene. Similarly, it also has longevity.

Ultimately, the course of earning (more) respect is entirely up to the individual and their preference of method. The truth is that some people are simply good at being bad and doing good requires hard work. Throwing your hands up in the air and saying “I give up” is much easier than resisting negativity and continuing down a more positive path.

 

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The Story Of Hachiko – The Most Loyal Dog On Earth

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Dogs are famously known for their devotion and loyalty to their owners. To describe a dog as “man’s best friend” is cliché, but well deserved. Among dogs that are known for their fierce and steadfast loyalty, Hachiko, a Japanese Akita Inu, is the most famous and known to most everyone in Japan.

Long ago in Japan, a professor from the University of Tokyo decided to adopt a dog. He wanted a pure bred Akita pup, a breed of large and powerful dogs from the mountains on the northern side of the island. It was not an easy task, as finding an Akita puppy back in those times was quite tricky. The professor looked everywhere, taking his time and widening his search. Finally, in 1924, he found what he was looking for in the city of Odate. The professor got himself a perfect pup, strong, healthy and, most importantly, pure Akita. It was love at first sight, a match made in heaven. The professor took the pup home and named him Hachikō.

The pup grew, becoming big, brawny and fluffy. The professor treated Hachikō as his own child, sharing his home and his life with him. As the years went by, Hachikō got a habit of walking his master to the Shibuya Train Station in the morning, and meeting him there in the evening, when the professor would returned from a hard day of work. This delightful route continued for nearly two years, when one day the professor simply did not come back. He suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and passed away, without seeing his dear pup ever again.

After that, Hidesaburo’s widowed wife, unable to provide adequate care, gave him to a former gardener of theirs, where Hachikō would enjoy a new home loved by a new family. However, what nobody expected was that throughout his remaining 10 years, Hachikō would continue to go to the train station every morning and afternoon, precisely at the same place and same time when the train was about to enter the station, waiting in vain for his beloved friend to return, which of course never happened.

The first years were not easy for Hachiko. Days passed, then months and years, and station workers, assuming he was a stray dog and afraid for other people’s safety, were always trying to chase him away. Yet he continued coming, despite everything. Then one morning in 1932, a journalist and Hidesaburo’s former student, after seeing the dog every single day at the station when he was boarding the train for work, and again greeted by the sight of the dog waiting when coming back, decided to follow the sad dog to his home.

There he met with the gardener Kuzaboro Kobayashi, Hachikō’s new master, and learned of his story of loyalty, and so he began to write articles about him in a major Japanese newspaper.

Very soon, Hachikō became a real inspiration for everyone. Celebrities all over the country learned of him. People came to the station to witness the unbelievable story first hand. Hachikō came to be known among everyone as “Chuken-Hachikō”, meaning “Hachikō – the faithful dog.” In 1934, they even built Hachikō a statue in front of Shibuya train station, with Hachikō himself present as the main guest at the grand unveiling.

Unfortunately, a year later, on March 8, 1935, Hachikō passed away at the station, still waiting for his friend to arrive. He was buried right beside his master at the Aoyama Cemetery in Tokyo.

He died, but his story, the story of Hachikō, the dog that never gave up, earned worldwide attention. Throughout the years, inspired by his unbelievable determination, many people wrote books about Hachikō and his tale of love, and in 2009, director Lasse Hallström shot a movie called Hachi: A Dog’s Tale, starring Richard Gere and Joan Allen.

To commemorate 90 years of his passing, the University of Tokyo, where Hidesaburo Ueno gave his lectures and died, built a bronze statue of Mr. Ueno and his dog friend. The statue stands just outside the main entrance near Todai-Mae, representing their long awaited reunion, and a happy one, with Ueno’s cheerful smile and Hachikō ‘s sparkling eyes.

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The Dumping Grounds

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Pasta Grannies YouTube channel is saving unique Italian pastas from extinction by filming nonnas making their rare recipes 

 

Expert explains cheap vs expensive bed sheets

 

Pizza Chef Reviews Delivery Pizzas

 

The Real New Yorker’s Sandwich

 

A look a trench warfare and how they were networked

 

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Linkage

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​‘Mighty Ducks’ Actor Shaun Weiss Arrested For Public Intoxication, He’s only 38 – Lad Bible

Boy died after mistaking dad’s meth for cereal – AOL

This device boost the range of your existing WiFi and create a stronger signal in hard-to-reach areas – Amazon

Ajit Pai admits FCC lied about “DDoS,” blames it on Obama administration – ARS Technica

Savage Level 100: Dude Heartbroken Over His Girlfriend Sending Him Video Of Her Gettig Smashed By The New Man! – Worldstar

5 Foods That Slow Your Metabolism More Than Anything Else – The Thirty

Meet Human Hoist, The Ultimate Mechanic Chair – Awesome Galore

Bo Burnham’s ‘Eighth Grade’ Is the First Movie to Nail Youth Culture in the Digital Age – Variety

The New Housing Crisis: Shut Out Of The Market – NPR

What You Should Know About Those “One Month Free Rent” Deals – Life Hacker

Hot Instagram Pictures Of Hannah Stocking – Lurk And Perv

It’s Never Too Late to Be a Reader Again – Wired

LeBron James producing docu-series for Showtime titled “shut up and dribble.” – CBS

A damn fine collection of hot babes – Leenks

The EPA Is About To Allow Asbestos Back Into The US — Here’s What’s Going On –

Germaphobes Rejoice! A Wearable Germ Sanitizer That Lasts 24 Hours! – Amazon

The Cognitive Biases Tricking Your Brain –

How to Recover from Romantic Heartbreak – Scinetific American

Ashley Tisdale Bikini Photos in Mexico – G-Celeb

Here’s Why Road Trips Are a Surefire Way to Forge a Lasting Friendship – Curiousity

How I Booked a $16,000 First-class Flight on Japan Airlines for Just $32 – Travel And Leisure

New analysis reveals 5 distinct types of Russian trolls – Big Think

Dad Photoshops Daughter Into Dangerous Situations To Freak Out Relatives – Sad And Useless

Margot Robbie as Sharon Tate in Tarantino’s ‘Once Upon a Time in Hollywood’ – OMG Blog

Unarmed Self-Defense From WWII – The Art Of Manliness

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The Daily Man-Up: Mediocrity is a Virus. Here’s How to Banish it from Your Life.

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Little things become big things.

When you justify and allow even little things into your life which your intuition warns you against, you permit a virus to enter your life. It spreads to other areas.

When you introduce a change to any system, you simultaneously change the whole system. The other areas of the system will begin arranging themselves to better fit with the new.

Going against your higher intuitive voice is a slippery-slope. You don’t realize day to day how out of whack things are really getting.

Any small problem or indulgence cannot be viewed in isolation. It reflects something much bigger and much deeper. Sometimes it takes an intense wake-up call to become aware of the signals.

But once your eyes are open, and you’re in a place to hear your inner voice, it all becomes painfully obvious. You’ve known all along you were living against yourself, but you continued to justify.

The sickening reality is that you actually began to settle into the mediocrity, and convince yourself that you’re okay with it. Even when it shows itself throughout your entire life.

Your relationships are worse than they used to be. But you justify and adapt.

Your health is worse than it used to be. But you justify and adapt.

You’re more distracted than ever. Oh well.

Your thinking has become dull and polluted with the trivial and negative.

Your life is a garden. You can’t just cosmetically hide your problems. You must take them by the root and completely rip them out.

It’s the only way.

The virus must be removed.

If it is not removed, it will continue to infect your whole life and the core of who you are as a person will slowly and painfully die.

What is Private Always Shows Itself Publicly

“A private victory always precedes a public victory.” — Stephen R. Covey

Nothing in your life is hidden. You may think it is, but it’s not.

I have a friend who is constantly dieting. Whenever he’s around me, he always eats healthy. Yet, he always seems to be struggling with his weight.

Although this friend will not show his demons in public, it’s obvious by his weight that in his private prison, he numbs himself in the comfort of food.

The same is true of all people. Every area of your life is on display. You’re not fooling anyone.

Words are weak.

Your life speaks for itself.

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Welcome To Caveman’s Fight Club!

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Roy Jones used to run circles around his opponent

 

 

Rock’em Sock’em Uppercut

 

Dumbass pulled out the dad card lol

 

Beast!

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Asshat attacks kid for deadlifting

 

Bar fight takes unexpected turn!

 

UFC fighter Jared Gordon protects friend after two Crips jump them, nearly loses three fingers in brawl

 

Bouncer fights off gunman 

 

 What Khabib & Conor say to their opponents during fights

 

Cowboy Cerrone flips off Nate Diaz, two rounds later Nate returns the favor 

 

Colby Covington brought his belt to the White House

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Selected Reading Of The Day: All Quiet On The Western Front

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We wake up in the middle of the night. The earth booms. Heavy fire is falling on us. We crouch into corners. We distinguish shells of every calibre.

Each man lays hold of his things and looks again every minute to reassure himself that they are still there. The dugout heaves, the night roars and flashes. We look at each other in the momentary flashes of light, and with pale faces and pressed lips shake our heads.

Every man is aware of the heavy shells tearing down the parapet, rooting up the embankment and demolishing the upper layers of concrete. When a shell lands in the trench we note how the hollow, furious blast is like a blow from the paw of a raging beast of prey. Already by morning a few of the recruits are green and vomiting. They are too inexperienced….

The bombardment does not diminish. It is falling in the rear too. As far as one can see spout fountains of mud and iron. A wide belt is being raked.

The attack does not come, but the bombardment continues. We are gradually benumbed. Hardly a man speaks. We cannot make ourselves understood.

Our trench is almost gone. At many places it is only eighteen inches high, it is broken by holes, and craters, and mountains of earth. A shell lands square in front of our post. At once it is dark. We are buried and must dig ourselves out….

Towards morning, while it is still dark, there is some excitement. Through the entrance rushes in a swarm of fleeing rats that try to storm the walls. Torches light up the confusion. Everyone yells and curses and slaughters. The madness and despair of many hours unloads itself in this outburst. Faces are distorted, arms strike out, the beasts scream; we just stop in time to avoid attacking one another….

Suddenly it howls and flashes terrifically, the dug-out cracks in all its joints under a direct hit, fortunately only a light one that the concrete blocks are able to withstand. It rings metallically, the walls reel, rifles, helmets, earth, mud, and dust fly everywhere. Sulphur fumes pour in.

If we were in one of those light dug-outs that they have been building lately instead of this deeper one, none of us would be alive.

But the effect is bad enough even so. The recruit starts to rave again and two others follow suit. One jumps up and rushes out, we have trouble with the other two. I start after the one who escapes and wonder whether to shoot him in the leg-then it shrieks again, I fling myself down and when I stand up the wall of the trench is plastered with smoking splinters, lumps of flesh, and bits of uniform. I scramble back.

The first recruit seems actually to have gone insane. He butts his head against the wall like a goat. We must try to-night to take him to the rear. Meanwhile we bind him, but in such a way that in case of attack he can be released at once….

Suddenly the nearer explosions cease. The shelling continues but it has lifted and falls behind us, our trench is free. We seize the hand-grenades, pitch them out in front of the dugout and jump after them. The bombardment has stopped and a heavy barrage now falls behind us. The attack has come.

No one would believe that in this howling waste there could still be men; but steel helmets now appear on all sides out of the trench, and fifty yards from us a machine-gun is already in position and barking.

The wire entanglements are torn to pieces. Yet they offer some obstacle. We see the storm-troops coming. Our artillery opens fire. Machine-guns rattle, rifles crack. The charge works its way across. Haie and Kropp begin with the handgrenades. They throw as fast as they can, others pass them, the handles with the strings already pulled. Haie throws seventy-five yards, Kropp sixty, it has been measured, the distance is important. The enemy as they run cannot do much before they are within forty yards.

We recognize the smooth distorted faces, the helmets: they are French. They have already suffered heavily when they reach the remnants of the barbed wire entanglements. A whole line has gone down before our machine-guns; then we have a lot of stoppages and they come nearer.

I see one of them, his face upturned, fall into a wire cradle. His body collapses, his hands remain suspended as though he were praying. Then his body drops clean away and only his hands with the stumps of his arms, shot off, now hang in the wire.

The moment we are about to retreat three faces rise up from the ground in front of us. Under one of the helmets a dark pointed beard and two eyes that are fastened on me. I raise my hand, but I cannot throw into those strange eyes; for one mad moment the whole slaughter whirls like a circus round me, and these two eyes alone are motionless; then the head rises up, a hand, a movement, and my hand-grenade flies through the air and into him.

We make for the rear, pull wire cradles into the trench and leave bombs behind us with the strings pulled, which ensures us a fiery retreat. The machine-guns are already firing from the next position.

We have become wild beasts. We do not fight, we defend ourselves against annihilation. It is not against men that we fling our bombs, what do we know of men in this moment when Death is hunting us down-now, for the first time in three days we can see his face, now for the first time in three days we can oppose him; we feel a mad anger. No longer do we lie helpless, waiting on the scaffold, we can destroy and kill, to save ourselves, to save ourselves and to be revenged.

We crouch behind every corner, behind every barrier of barbed wire, and hurl heaps of explosives at the feet of the advancing enemy before we run. The blast of the handgrenades impinges powerfully on our arms and legs; crouching like cats we run on, overwhelmed by this wave that bears us along, that fills us with ferocity, turns us into thugs, into murderers, into God only knows what devils; this wave that multiplies our strength with fear and madness and greed of life, seeking and fighting for nothing but our deliverance. If your own father came over with them you would not hesitate to fling a bomb at him. The forward trenches have been abandoned. Are they still trenches? They are blown to pieces, annihilated-there are only broken bits of trenches, holes linked by cracks, nests of craters, that is all. But the enemy’s casualties increase. They did not count on so much resistance

All Quiet On The Western Front –  Erich Maria Remarque 

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A Few Answers To Questions You Always Wondered About

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What do guys get out of being a cuckold?

A man with a cuckold fetish derives his pleasure from the mental anguish and humiliation that results from his wife’s infidelity. (I use the words “infidelity” and “cheating” within the context of a consensual arrangement). He is immensely aroused by the thought of his woman with another man, lusted by other men. He wants to see his partner satisfied, and by doing so he now has a ‘private pron collection’ by which he uses to masturbate and fantasize. This is more rewarding than actual sex with his partner.

By being the cuckold, he willingly assumes the position of the sexual submissive. He is submissive to his wife, and he is now lowered in rank in respect to the other man having sex with his wife. He and his partner often ‘complete’ this fantasy by having sex right after she cheats on him.

Being a cuckold is to experience a form of psychological masochism. It is a cerebral pursuit whereby the man feels a kaleidoscope of feelings such as jealousy, misery, gratitude, shame, sublimation, inadequacy, and lust. It is a mental version of sensation play in which the emotions themselves are the sources of pleasure, bringing out some of our most intense reptilian instincts. A highly intelligent individual wants to experience this ‘psychological high’ for two reasons: to feel alive, and to feel diminished from the loss of control. In the book Masochism and the Self, author Roy Baumeister explains:

“Cuckolding is a form of escapism. Cucks are relieving themselves of the stress and burden of their social role and escaping into a simpler, less expansive role.”

Small penis humiliation is a point of focus for the victim. The other man is often more well-endowed, more handsome, and referred to as a “Bull”. The physical superiority of the other man adds to the humiliation of the husband.

Lastly, cuckoldry gives some men the chance to vicariously explore their repressed bisexual urges. While it is arousing to watch their wife with someone else, for some it is just as exciting to watch a naked man have sex, period. The wife who understands her husband’s bisexual curiosities would sometimes command him to service the Bull during foreplay.

– Ava Zhang

 

 

What made The Beatles so revolutionary for the music industry? And why are they regarded as one of the most influential bands of all time?

1. The Beatles wrote their own songs. Before, most Pop acts were given songs to sing by their producers. After The Beatles, it was more expected that a band would create its own music. I may be wrong, but I understand that the current model has drifted back to a “You write, I perform” model.

2. The Beatles had two exceptionally talented and one very talented songwriter in the band. This meant that every album had unusually high quality songs in every slot. The norm before The Beatles was that a hit single was followed by an album that contained that hit single plus a whole lot of garbage quickly thrown together.

3. Many of the hooks, tricks, teasers you hear in pop music today were invented by The Beatles in the studio – because they couldn’t play live concerts anymore. They couldn’t even hear themselves, much less have their audience hear them.

4. The Beatles made it possible to incorporate other musical techniques into pop, ranging from string quartets to Indian sitars to pure noise like guitar solos played backwards.

5. And, alas, drugs. You can hear the change in music when they started smoking weed, and again later when they started dropping acid. I’ll leave everone here to imagine the impact on society from that.

 

 

 

How did Game Genies work for nes/Sega Master System? 

In general a Game Genie was designed to sit between the console and the cartridge and when the console asked the cartridge for data the game genie could secretly change it before passing it back to the console.

So for example you have a game where you start with 3 lives. That number 3 exists somewhere in the data or code on the cartridge. Let’s assume the number 3 is stored at the 5000th byte of the cartridge’s data bank. On the Game Genie you’d enter a code like “50 00 99”. This would tell the genie that every time the console tried to load the number from address 5000 to send back a value of 99 instead of what was really there. Now when a new game starts you have 99 lives because that’s the number the console recieved.

While that code is obvious in its meaning the genie usually used scrambled codes in a known way, so for example you might actually enter the code “90 05 09” and it would get unscrambled into the more meanful code.

Different consoles had different ways of working. On the NES the cartridge was linked directly into the CPU bus in such a way that it could control all memory, not just the cartridges (this allowed NES cartridges to enhance the original hardware, not just provide game data) by routing any memory access through the cartridge pins first. This means that the cartridge could even override the data in the consoles built in ram.

So Game Genie codes for the NES might do things like “hold” a byte. What this means is that it essentially kept a value in RAM locked – attempts to change it wouldn’t work. So you have a place in ram where health was stored and when health reached 0 you are supposed to die. The game genie could just hold that value at 99 and now you are invincible.

 

 

Digestion takes about six to eight hours through your stomach and small intestine. Food then enters your large intestine for further digestion. What happens when you eat something bad, and all this is reduced to minutes? 

So your bowels are like a long train track and your food is like a set of cars on the track. Transit time between Point A, your mouth, and Point B, the chute, is a bit flexible but normally operates on a regularly scheduled basis.

When you eat, you put cars on the track and send them to Point B. As these cars go to Point B, they lose passengers (nutrients) at various points in the thin tunnel portion (small intestine). The journey isnt complete and the journey has already altered the shape of the car pretty significantly giving a rusty color. Once in the larger portion of the tunnel, the cars are checked for stray passengers and are hosed down a bit so that transition out of Point B isn’t so bad. Sometimes, the train cars park juuust outside the gates of Point B so they can exit at the best time for the operator (toilet).

Now, all of this goes fucking nuts when you load a bad set of train cars at Point A. The track sensors located everywhere along the track, detect this alien set of cars and sends a distress call to the Supervisor (your brain). The Supervisor wants to handle the situation without having to phone the Manager (your consciousness) about the craziness on the tracks and also wants to make sure you never know it was on the tracks. It has to make a choice now: send it back to Point A violently and somewhat painfully risking tearing the tracks, or send it to Point B as fast as fuck? Depending on where it’s located on the track, it’ll choose the best route.

Let’s use the destination Point B. The Supervisor hits the panic button and puts all the train cars that are on the track (in your body) on overdrive. The tunnels are flooded with water and lubricant to speed all the cars up and get them the hell out of there as quickly as possible. Cars collide with each other, and previously well formed cars are just flooded with water and lubricant that they are just a soggy, shadowy reminder of their former glory state.

The Media (pain) hears about the car collisions immediately begins filming live the high speed, flooded train cars out of control. They want to knos how an alien set of train cars were put on the tracks and they want someone to pay for such carelessness. The Manager is just watching the horror unfold on Live TV but cannot do anything to stop it, because the Supervisor was deaf and he had not installed a means of communicating with him after hours in the office.

 

 

Why do our brains choose short term convenience and long term inconvenience over short term inconvenience and long term convenience? Example included.

In Thinking Fast and Slow by Daniel Kahneman, Kahneman has done Nobel-award winning research into the way human beings make irrational decisions and why. The brain has two distinct systems for thinking — a strong, fast, emotional and relatively dumb one, and a weaker, slower, rational, much smarter one. When you “think with your gut” you’re using the first system, and when you ponder something carefully and make a rational choice you’re using the second system.

So what you had here was a good example of the two systems being in conflict. The dumber but stronger emotional system probably said something like “Ugh, I don’t want to walk up those stairs! I can do this with a butter knife.” The smarter but weaker rational system then pointed out that this was pretty dumb, but it wasn’t strong enough to override the “fast” system, which is all about short-term tactics, not long-term strategies. The slow system then sent you off to internet to complain about how your fast system is an idiot.

 

How does “activated charcoal” work and why has it become so wildly popular in beauty/cosmetic products? 

“Activated charcoal” is carbon – which, you know, is what charcoal is made out of, mostly. They press it into smaller bits with more surface area.

Carbon like that has a lot of porous area where chemical adsorption can occur. Adsorption is like absorption, kind of, in that your material is “sucking up” something from a liquid or gas. In the case of adsorption, atoms and molecules stick to the surface area of your material. Charcoal, particularly activated charcoal, has a lot of surface area, so it can adsorb a lot of stuff and it can do it quickly and efficiently, and also cheaply.

It’s also used in aquariums to suck up waste in the water so it can be removed when you change your filter. It’s especially good at removing heavy metals, which are sometimes present in your water at concentrations that are not high enough to hurt you but high enough to hurt your livestock. Similarly, it’s used in water purification systems (like your Brita filter) to similarly suck up some stuff in your tap water that you are trying to filter out. 

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What’s It Like To Have A Photographic Memory?

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I have a semi-photographic memory in that I can remember the content of most anything I’ve read and sometimes visually remember where the information is on the page or how far into the book/article it is.  I don’t generally remember the names of the author or possibly the article/book but can usually find it with the specific information I do remember.  I have almost no autobiographical/experiential memory ability and that usually feels like an unfair price to pay

What is it like?  It’s complicated.  

There are certainly positive ramifications: 

  • In college; I’ve never had to study as long as I took notes during lectures and I didn’t have to buy textbooks unless they were going to be used for independent reading and/or were interesting enough for me to want to buy them. I usually get 100% or thereabout on any test and if I miss any questions its usually because I missed a class or got lazy and didn’t take notes one day. I don’t experience any test anxiety because I know I will get an A. I can answer most people’s questions with some degree of certainty and back up my response with a reference to the research or source of my answer. I can write research papers more quickly than most people because I have the info in my head and know which references I need to collect in order to cite/back up my ideas. Professors tend to enjoy me as a student because I am knowledgeable about the topics and can participate in well-informed and interesting conversations about their work/research. I easily generate original ideas for projects and papers because I can remember and connect information from different fields and studies related to the topic. 
  • In regular life; I don’t get lost (photographic navigational memory). I can provide accurate information to friends and family about topics ranging from legal problems, medical problems, psychological problems, investments, business, parenting, nutrition, politics, fashion, etiquette, art, crafts, and anything else I’ve been interested enough to research (I research for fun and relaxation). I know how to fix things. I’m useful to have around and this helps me socially. I can generally come up with a relevant and amusing quote or anecdote from history or current events to amuse people with, I rock at karaoke, and no one can beat me at word games (except my brother whose strategy skills blow me out of the water during scrabble).

It’s not all good though, on a personal and emotional level its quite costly. 

  • In college; I feel guilty about getting As on tests I didn’t study for when really hard workers struggle to pass. I feel guilty about ruining the curve in classes that have one (and sometimes negotiate with the teacher to be removed from the curve equation, even if it might lower my scores). I hate working in groups because I end up doing more work when I have to not only carry more of the burden but also figure out how to make sure everyone looks like they’ve done an equal amount of work on the project. I hate working in groups because it takes me more time to complete projects when I generally have to spend a fair amount of time providing my group-mates with the information I have that they don’t. I am popular as a group member (particularly with average and below average peers) because working with me pretty much guarantees an A on the project– this is a disadvantage to me because I’d rather work alone but am afraid of hurting others’ feelings if I refuse to work with them.  I am unpopular as a group member with better students (usually those who actually work hard to earn their grades) because I choose unconventional projects and make them very anxious with my disorganization and procrastination.

     I have TERRIBLE study skills because I’ve never had to develop them and I fear it will one day bite me in the ass. I am a crazy perfectionist because I know what I am capable of and will punish myself severely for failing to get an A on a test or project. I find it hard to make friends because many people dislike me since I have an “unfair” advantage and don’t have to work to get the grades they struggle to approach. I find it hard to make friends because many people who like me in spite of my “unfair” advantage find it difficult to relate to me on a personal level and seem to feel like I have super-powers or am otherwise alien. I find it hard to make friends because I don’t fit in with most other people and they find it hard to comprehend that I research for fun and would rather spend a Friday night intensely discussing potential solutions to unsolvable problems than going out to drink and socialize with random people.

     Some professors dislike me because I ask questions that they don’t have the answers to or related to research on the topic that they haven’t yet read. Some professors dislike me because they feel like I am “too big for my britches,” and I often feel guilty for asking questions during class (so many questions) that are related to the topic but beyond the scope of what is being presented and often beyond the ability of others to understand when they haven’t accumulated as much information as I have about the subject.

  • At work:  I get bored easily because I have an insatiable drive for new information and most jobs are repetitive. I piss off my managers because they often feel like I’m making them “look dumb” and I don’t know how to keep my mouth shut if I have pertinent information. I piss off my managers because my coworkers often come to me for information and assistance instead of them. I have trouble working in groups because I usually have too much more information and I can easily dominate the discussion or make people feel like I’m being pushy. I have trouble working with other people because I often have more knowledge about any given topic we’re working on and its not actually a good thing to “always be right” about things because you can’t not remember what you remember.  I have trouble making friends at work because many peers find me odd, difficult to understand, and/or feel like I threaten their chances of advancing as much as they’d like.

    I have a lot of trouble even deciding on a career path because I am “really good at” (and really educated about) too many subjects and in order to choose one path I would have to give up my dreams and passion for the other paths I’m not taking. At 38 I haven’t yet been able to establish a track record or formal evidence of expertise in any particular field because my memory (and number of topics I’m passionate about) makes me have high aptitude for too many things and prevents me from being able to focus on one thing long enough to make tangible progress.  Worst of all, I have difficulty following through on projects because my memory is such that thinking through the problem (and figuring it out) seems like having done it completely and I then find it hard to muster motivation to take the time to finish it in real life.

  • The personal costs are what I hate the most: I have trouble in relationships because I’m “always right” when it comes to facts & information that I’ve accumulated knowledge about (non experiential) and have not yet figured out how to let other people “be right” without compromising my intellectual principles and/or unfairly hoarding information I could have shared. I have trouble finding people who connect with me intellectually because while many people are as or more informed than me in their particular domain of interest it seems impossible to find others who are equally informed in a wide range of domains of knowledge. I have trouble connecting with others because I often end up feeling guilty or becoming aware of the frightening potential of manipulating or unduly influencing others when they unquestioningly accept my input as fact due to my wealth of information about everything that I am compelled to learn about– It’s frightening to feel responsible for being infallible when you know you actually are not.

    I am disorganized because everything I experience internally or externally triggers a memory and demands that I contemplate the connection /relationship and I am rendered effectively incapable of reliably noticing the organization/cleanliness of my home or office. I lose track of time and days because I am distracted by associative memories triggered by anything; I forget to pay my bills & cannot properly manage money because I am usually stuck in my head and lose track of time or lose the bills in the clutter I’m failing to notice. Other problems associated with being constantly reminded of something that is potentially related to whatever: I can’t keep a schedule, I forget to eat, I forget to shower (or that I forgot to eat or shower), I forget important dates like birthdays and anniversaries,  I often have insomnia, I lose everything (If I were a man I’d be very grateful not to have a detachable penis), and I am always anxious that I’ve forgotten some important deadline or other task I usually forget.

    I can’t remember experiences like my 21st birthday, special times with my daughter (I think its a trade off for my other kind of memory ability), my first kiss or the first time I had sex, friends and lovers I have fallen out of contact with (I somehow completely forget many people which makes me sad), or most any personal accomplishment that would probably look really good on my resume.  

    I feel really guilty about not being grateful for my “gifts.”  I feel really guilty for not using my ability as much as I could or should have.  From childhood, people have told me that I am responsible for using my gifts to improve the world, I don’t feel I have honored that responsibility and so feel guilty for letting “the world” down (irrational, I know).  I fear I am arrogant; I fear that others think I’m arrogant.  I struggle to achieve greater humility but have little success on that count.  I sometimes worry that I’m a “bad person” because I have failed to use my abilities or live up to the potential this memory gives me.

    The single worst thing for me, though, is that I feel like I’m not quite human.  I don’t have many experiences others have, have not developed skills that others have developed because they require repetition or other tools to remember information, and I have many experiences that others do not have due to the differences in how my brain works. If I could feel like I “belong” somewhere or that I am really “connected” to another human being then I might feel like all the other negatives are worth it for the benefits I experience.

I don’t know if this actually answers “what it is like” to have this type of memory because it seems more like I’m simply listing the effects it has on my life.  However, I don’t know what its like to NOT have this memory of mine and since this type of question requires a comparison between the two experiences… I think the question could only REALLY be answered by someone who has both had and not had this type of memory ability.

– Juliette Creech

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Christian parents who ‘let their 10-month-old girl die of malnutrition and dehydration after refusing to get help for religious reasons’ react in horror as the judge reads out their murder charge – News

Inside the Very Big, Very Controversial Business of Dog Cloning – Vanity Fair

Instead of paying a lot of money for Mr. Clean Magic Erasers just buy melamine foam. It’s the exact same stuff but the foam you can buy in packs of twenty for a few dollars – Amazon

The Making Of TV’s Saddest, Strangest Sitcom Finale – Vulture

How to Master Your Fear Like a Navy SEAL – Medium

Woman Told Cops She Was a ‘Thoroughbred White Girl’ to Get Out of a DUI – AOL

Saudi Arabia crucified a man in Mecca while aggressively calling out Canada over human rights – Business Insider

Couple Who Sold Their Son To Pedophiles On The Dark Web Sentenced To Prison – All That Is Interesting

How To Have A Happy Marriage: 7 Powerful Secrets From Research – Barking Up The Wrong Tree

Man Spends Almost 40 Years Planting A Tree Every Day On A Remote Island, And Just Look At It Now – Bored Panda

Hot Instagram Pictures Of Luciana Del Mar – Lurk And Perv

How to Read a Scientific Paper in 5 Steps – Curiosity

The Only Workout You Need for That Perfect V-Shape Torso – GQ

Dad attacks guy for taking upskirt pics of daughter in Target – Trending Views

INSANE: These Bed Sheets Have 42,000 Reviews! – Amazon

A Gentleman’s Guide to Flirting on Instagram – Mel Magazine

Iggy Izalea skimpy bikini sexiness – Drunken Stepfather

For all the grapplers out there: Cary Kolat just opened up his site for free, you just have to register – KOLAT

How to Enjoy Your Days More: 4 Ways to Live Life to the Fullest – Tiny Buddha

Jordyn Jones thong bikini summer vacation – Celeb J

Dad devastated to discover he was grieving for daughter at wrong grave for 30 years – The Blemish

4 Foods That Are Destroying Your Manhood – Return Of Kings

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