

Thank you for sharing this! A good read.
Thank you for sharing this! A good read.
Idk about op but the vast vast majority of my voting decisions are local. It’s a bit easier to call the local guys good. Voting is about so much more than the president or governor
Oh my God is Linux pronounced Line-ux?
Leaf blowers and my neighbor’s power washer that emits a high pitched tone like a mosquito ringtone the whole time he runs it. It pierces my brain.
Yes, I was gonna say this one too but it was like 2010 on a phone that had a physical keyboard. You could set it to flash for notifications - yellow for missed calls, green for texts, blue for an app. A simpler time
How old are you guys, if you don’t mind me asking? It seems that generally younger people don’t see this as an innate violation of privacy, where older people feel quite surveilled and even like they’re being viewed as untrustworthy for someone to ask this of them.
I’ve never cheated on my spouse (not even close), I’ve never felt any inclination to lie about my whereabouts. I can see the safety aspect of this, logically. I would feel offended if my spouse asked me to be a dot on his phone, as if he was asking to own me. We share a home, a child, a bank account, a car, but we don’t share location. I don’t even keep my location activated for my own use unless I’m actively navigating somewhere new.
We’ve got plenty of “normal” problems, but none of them lead me to want his location. I simply trust him enough. It feels to me like if you need your partners location on tap, you must first have other problems
I have terrible insomnia, I have misophonia, and I am a light sleeper. My partner talks in his sleep, he’s a furnace, and a loud breather, but I’ll tell you, nothing conks me out like turning over and being the big spoon on that guy. When he’s out of town it’s harder (or at least less comfortable) to fall asleep. Sometimes when I really really can’t sleep for hours, I’ll reach over and just hold his limp sleeping hand and it helps.
He can fall asleep anywhere and sleep through anything though. If we were both poor sleepers, idk what we’d do.
Neurotypicals are always doing this, it’s just not as stressful for them. They call it reading the room, or vibe checks or call it nothing at all except being polite. Trying to follow set etiquette in a new situation is a completely “normal” thing to do.
Right but if my neighbor across the street has one, my house is being surveilled a lot more than is theirs.
Yeah, I was surprised by this one, the book is great! The movie is great. They’re both great for what they are. The movie isn’t better.
Wahoo! You’re a Lemmy institution!
Wait am I confused on what an inner monologue is? Is it different from a train of thought? Do I just think I have one? Do people have a non metaphorical inner monologue where they physically hear thoughts? What percent are they in control of the thoughts?
If your mind wanders, isn’t that the inner monologue?
I hear you, but if you want the cleaner to deep clean, you gotta surface clean. Or just pay for twice the time.
Sauerkraut and a bit of ketchup. The bun ends up tasting super sweet in contrast. YUM.
I don’t know anything about tech. I don’t want to contribute anything to AI, but I’m afraid I’m going to brick my pixel if I install any of this. Here’s a question. If I let them steal my info, does that hurt other people, or just me?
I think people underestimate how much hustling selling pictures online involves. Finding the sect of your audience who is actually willing to pay, beating your competition while trying to respect the market (in certain communities there are price floors to keep it stable), then attracting your customers without revealing your identity or identifiable backgrounds, while competing with other sellers who don’t care about privacy, then the actual content creation, and after all of that customers really like personal touches, and some conversation. Then if you say or reveal anything that messes with their fantasy, you lose them. Even if you’re a hottie, it’s not easy money. Easier to just get a regular ol job.
I listened to a podcast basically saying once you’re really smart, it’s likely your life just really sucks. Of course there are a handful of people who are wildly successful, but most high IQ people just feel like nothing in the world was built for them. Basically the father out on the bell curve you are, the less the world is made for you to function happily in, whether your IQ is 60 or 140. If you want to be smart and happy, a doctor or lawyer or whatever, 125 is the sweet spot. 140 is depression.
One important list I have is Things lent Lent to me, lent from me. Money is something I need to write down or I will NEVER remember. I mean I will forget I lent a thousand dollars. I have forgotten. But then I found my list! Unfortunately I just found an envelope labeled $1,210. But now it has $1010 in it. I know I lent out the thousand to my mom for a quick thing and she paid me back, but then what happened to the 200? Did I accidentally give it to her with the 1k? Did I take it out for something else?
If I don’t write it down, I genuinely will not remember.