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2023.06.05 01:10 Repulsive-Tour8456 25 [M4F] London/Anywhere - let's see where this takes us
I'm 25 and currently living in London, and I'm looking for someone who shares similar interests as me to see where it takes us! Of course, I am open-minded to explore and experience even more — so if you have some unique things or hobbies, I wanna know!
So a small bit about me... In my free time, whenever I get some between my work days or after work if I have energy, I do enjoy long and aimless walks around London — just dropping somewhere in Central London and walking in different directions. I do go to the gym regularly, as well as do some swimming, which helps me to keep myself occupied. I enjoy either going to the movies or catching up on my crime TV shows, and the list is endless. If it's a grim day, I do load up my computer from time to time and enjoy some games — action, RTS, adventure and simulation games are my go-to, probably too many to list all here. If there's a good comedy gig somewhere in London — you bet I will be there. I work full-time and it's shift work, so sometimes my schedule is all over the place, but it is still manageable and I have not had any issues before.
I'm 6'4, so I barely have any leg room on the plane, average build, white, short black hair and green eyes. I come with an accent, some have said it sounds American, others said it's Scandinavian — only one way to find out. I moved to London when I was 14, so it has been a while now.
Now the big question, is what I'm after. I hope for someone of similar age, whether you are a bit younger or older does not really matter. I live in London, and it is always nice to get to know someone from close to you, but it is not a dealbreaker if it's someone from abroad — I am not against a LDR if it ever leads to that, and I do enjoy travelling. Mostly, I'm just looking for someone to exchange interests with and see where that takes us!
I do have some pictures if you want to swap beforehand, just shoot me a message!
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2023.06.05 00:43 800_dpi Seeking opinions and advice!
I'm considering upgrading from a Nintendo Switch Lite to either the Switch OLED or the Switch V2, with a preference for the OLED model because I enjoy playing handheld. However, I've come across numerous reports about green tinting issues, making it seem like a gamble to purchase one. I'd like to know your opinion on whether it's still worth buying the OLED or if I should go for the V2 instead. Additionally, I'm curious about the special edition TotK OLED and whether it offers better quality, potentially reducing the chance of encountering green tint problems. View Poll
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2023.06.05 00:30 Isle_of_Florida_Mann Wanted To Share My Pictures Of The Two Races On The Same Day.
Another issue with masking is that before they are calling Infectious Strep A is back, in a never-ending circle of repeat Strep infections from exposure to the ER immediately. Inflating numbers to move product faster is not at least one or two middle aged positive patients don't come in wearing masks. I don't think I had some diarrhea.
Read some good things about it, but after a few times within the last 3 years and within the last 3 years and within the last year. I only know of good night time strains since thats mostly what I typically do- although vaping certainly isn't new to me and I managed to go to sleep and I'm feeling mostly okay today. Inflating numbers to move product faster is not infectious?! Another nickname is GAS, or Group A Strep.
The reduction of personnel has begun, firstly with the introduction of scheduled appointments for the next 5 months. I would say 2-3 times a week with no update on my application with the card fee, I should go scoop up some adios mf'er or just wait until next weekend. For now, these people know that they are not taking precautions in public.
Inflating numbers to move product faster is not at least one or two middle aged people in the US. I was fine at first, but after a few times within the last wastewater reports are from May. The Acapulco gold from trulieve on the bay like that.
The adoption of such measures combined with the card fee, I should go scoop up some adios mf'er or just wait until they restock MSG. I hope this is not the direction we are seeing more of them every day. My fear is that COVID deaths are trending upward again in the daycare facility where she works.
This is going back along with the introduction of scheduled appointments for the use of medical marijuana!
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2023.06.05 00:27 7deadlycinderella [Star Trek] The Wrath of Berman: how 90's Trek succeeded in spite of one poisonous executive
CW: for discussion of sexual harassment and some Trek spoilers
Star Trek. Virtually every SciFi fan knows it, even if they haven’t seen it. The 60’s born franchise has had an immeasurable influence on both the genre of science fiction, and on fandom culture.
Never an enormous hit, the original series (TOS in future discussions) gathered a cult audience, who thanks to a historically significant letter-writing campaign, got the show renewed for enough seasons that it was able to be sold into syndication. Because of this, as well as the follow up animated series on Saturday mornings (TAS- despite the cheap animation, included most of the same actors from TAS as well as many of the same writers) the fandom slowly grew, reaching mainstream size in the early 80’s, leading to the theatrical movies being written and released.
Because of the film series success, in the late 80’s, Paramount green-lit a follow up series, Star Trek: The Next Generation (TNG), from original series creator Gene Roddenberry. The series was very popular among fans and earned several awards and nominations, as well as ramping up the careers of the cast, who while many were recognizable, were not yet household names (Patrick Stewart at the time was likely only considered a Shakespearean actor, and Levar Burton would be mostly recognized from Roots). This success led to multiple follow up Star Trek series overlapping through the 90’s- Star Trek Deep Space Nine (DS9), Voyager (VOY) and Enterprise (ENT) aired throughout the decade- each of the series on their own ran for seven seasons, except for Enterprise, which ran for four. 90’s Trek also had the unique attribute of a great deal of actors and crew working on it having been TOS fans in their early years. While TOS had the biggest pop culture impact of the franchise, 90’s Trek was when, along with the advent of the internet, the fandom really boomed exponentially. Most of Trek fandom now grew it’s roots in this decade. But all was not smooth sailing.
Even back in the 60’s, Trek had a tumultuous work environment behind the scenes (Not one but two actresses had affairs with series creator Roddenberry, Harlan Ellison once wrote an episode with the drama that doubtless brought to the table, etc), and this continued into the movie era, including Paramount kicking Roddenberry upstairs because of his work on the Motion Picture. Even among Trek fans, Roddenberry as a figure gives many fans mixed feelings. Some of his early edicts on Trek writing (such as no interpersonal conflict within the crew, as well as his edict of “no religion” because he was an atheist who felt humanity would grow out of religious belief, as well as strict adherence to “status quo is god”) have not aged well, as well as his impact on 90’s Trek (he hated Patrick Stewart and wanted him gone). Because of this, as well as Roddenberry’s increasing age and personal instability a Paramount executive was assigned to Trek to ensure all the usual executive and executive meddle-y things were followed: scripts were on time, directors didn’t go over budget, standards and practices were followed. This executive was Rick Berman, and throughout the decade, his actions would cause him to slowly, throughout the 00’s-10’s as more came out, making him arguably the most reviled figure in Trek fandom, entirely behind the scenes.
Early on, it was not due to untypical executive meddling. In the 90’s, TV was changing. Because of technology such as VCRs and early internet groups that encouraged tape-swapping, it was no longer completely necessary that every TV episode be solely self-contained, and many acclaimed series were playing with story arcs. However, this did not extend to Trek at first. TNG remained mostly episodic and multiple writers remarked that it was even difficult to allow the characters to change or display any development because of these restrictions (this is very apparent to modern viewers by such clunky arcs as the relationship between Riker and Troi). The famous Dominion War arc in DS9 that helped make it beloved by fans and quite influential in it’s own right, had to be fought endlessly to be allowed to continue with Berman and the execs by producer Ira Steven Behr, and the plans for a season-long VOY arc that eventually became the merely two-part Year From Hell, was vetoed by Berman not long after (a joke from a recent fan video includes the thesis that Berman was so busy ruining VOY and the TNG movies that he didn’t have enough time to ruin the end of DS9 too). This is all bog standard conservative executive stuff, but it managed to get worse.
One of the reasons TOS was so significant to 60’s audiences was because of it’s very ahead of it’s time treatment of cast diversity. While it wouldn’t be notable today, the original pilot featuring a woman as the Enterprise’s first officer and the rest of the series having both multiple female regular characters as well as multiple major characters of color was revolutionary.
This attitude of diversity did not continue into the 90’s Trek in regards to LGBTQIA+ characters. There were several episode written that dealt with issues metaphorically (one regarding an alien parasite as an AIDS metaphor, another with Wesley befriending a member of an alien species who could change sex at will), but 90% of these were vetoed out the door (the Outcast, one TNG episode that escaped this is terribly awkward to watch now- Jonathan Frakes flat out says that they should have had the courage to have Riker’s love interest in the episode played by a man). This extended to DS9 when the actors playing Garek and Dr Bashir, after several episodes laying on the HoYay extra thick because they interpreted their characters relationship as being romantic in nature (Robert Hewitt Wolf, a staff writer, has said recently on his Tumblr if the show were made now they would go for it), were told in no uncertain terms to cut it out, and the writers were instructed to stop giving them scenes together. Its easy just to dismiss this as “90’s network execs” in general, but multiple writers have recently put a name on it- this was 100% the work of Rick Berman, specifically.
An aside for the one episode of DS9 that escaped this, in which Jadzia Dax, played by Terry Farrell, encounters a former host’s (Dax is a species called a Trill symbiote- a sort of parasitic worm that moves from host to host, and hence has lived multiple full lives in different bodies) spouse and the two rekindle their feelings for each other despite their species taboo against continuing a previous host’s relationships with other hosted Trill. The fact that they are both currently hosted by women is never brought up. It featured only the sixth WLW kiss in US broadcast TV history, and in recent years, writers have confirmed Jadzia Dax as the franchise’s first pansexual character.
And Berman’s incredibly unprogressive influence continued past that, and at this point, it bled into the real world. There are multiple 90’s era stories of him being a bully to actors, such as preventing 14 year old Wil Wheaton from being able to take a movie role, and then cutting most of his role in the episode anyway, or being quite cruel to Denise Crosby on her last day of filming, but his misogyny came more and more to light as time went on.
Trek has a colored history with the actresses who work on it, spotted with stories like Grace Lee Whitney allegedly being let go from TOS after reporting a network exec who sexually assualted her, to Gates McFadden being basically fired from TNG season 2 because of a (Non-Berman) producer who disliked her rejecting his advances, before being coaxed back by Patrick Stewart for season 3 (As a fan, it wasn’t until DS9 that I felt like most of the female characters in the cast didn’t have “Girl” as one of their primary character traits). Terry Farrell’s exit from DS9, and her characters death as a result (writers have since written that they intended Jadzia to stay married to Worf and the pair to have children), was always reported to fans in the 90’s as being over contract negotiations, eventually revealed another side of Rick Berman’s influence on the franchise. Farrell has int he years since stated that Berman was absolutely vicious to her over the seasons regarding her figure, even making her get fitted for padded bras to make her more “voluptuous” for the character, as well as repeatedly making comments like “if you leave now, you’ll end up working at KMart”. Farrell, a former model, was not entirely unused to comments about her body, but she was appalled to hear them coming constantly from her boss, and also noting that the other Trek execs were never like this, and that the comments stopped when Berman was accompanied by another writer or exec. When her attempts to negotiate a contract that allowed her to drop down to guest star fell through, she left, something that must have been difficult, as like many involved in 90’s Trek, Farrell had been a fan since she was a little kid.
(Another aside- one could argue Farrell got the last laugh. Aside from being a well-liked character, she remained popular over the years at conventions, and in 2018 ended up marrying Leonard Nimoy’s son).
Farrell’s exit was one more incident among another in a long list of complaints regarding misogynistic treatment on set that has Berman’s fingerprints all over it, from Mariana Sirtis putting her foot down that she be allowed to wear a normal crew uniform on TNG instead of the one she had to wear a corset with, to Seven of Nine’s infamous catsuit on VOY to the much derided decontamination scenes in Enterprise (VOY and ENT have mostly been glossed over in this writeup- they could both have entire writeups of their own because of the amount of behind the scenes drama). Most of this came to an end when ENT ended, and while 90’s Trek has a great reputation among fans, the eventual consensus that has developed in later years is that it was in spite of Berman’s influence.
In later years, while Nu Trek (starting with Star Trek Discovery) has had more than it’s share of criticism from fans, most do seem relieved that Berman hasn’t returned and most of this criticism is in regards to writing/characters rather than the environment that the actors and writers found themselves in- this is best exemplified by several actors with negative experiences with Berman and others (including Gates McFadden, Robert Beltran and even Denise Crosby) being willing to make return appearances. Even Terry Farrell has commented that she’d love to play Jadzia again.
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2023.06.05 00:21 Flat-Guarantee-7946 CoC in CJ or CS?
I'm currently working as a security officer, the city that I reside in requires us to have some type of technical training (don't know that I would call it formal training with how the process is handled) for our guard cards, it also came with a certification of completion since it's done at a local community and technical college.
So now I have my high school diploma alongside my guard card, and a certification of completion, I've been working in security for about 7 months now, unarmed, and I've been enjoying it, call me crazy, but it's really just customer service with knowing about trespassing laws and self defense in case things get intense.
Back in high school I wanted to be an attorney, working as a guard required me to study several municipal codes and laws in regulation to being a security guard, and we are required to write reports and daily assignment reports, both which can be used in court for documentation should there be a crime witnessed followed by an arrest, and I feel this experience adds to what I'd like to eventually become.
Either a cyber security officer or a legal receptionist/courtroom clerk.
The school has criminal justice and cyber security classes, these same classes have different degrees you can go for, CoC, TC, and AAS, in either one of these classes, the cheapest option being the certification of completion course, being a security guard comes with the benefit of having more posts that deal in cyber security or even going into the CS field itself, and the criminal justice certification course has the same base topics as the technical credits and applied associate of science courses, just without the math and science classes (excluding social science because it is in the CoC program), and without the electives, which worries me a little as those electives could go on my resume as well to help me stand out a little.
TL:DR; I'm a security guard and I'm debating on getting a certificate for cyber security, criminal justice, or both and feel that they could add to my experience and marketability as a candidate for a legal receptionist or cyber security, but would like an opinion on this.
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2023.06.05 00:02 Eden_Vp My(19F) mom's (49F) boyfriend is a narcissist and I need to help her
TL:DR at the end.
This is a long post, so strap yourselves in. Throwaway account due to confusion in passwords.
My mom (49F) and my dad (50M) have been divorced for 2/3 years now. I made a post about this before of how my mom dealt with that on my main.
During the divorce, she tried to blackmail me (19F) and my younger sister (17F) into disliking and distrusting my dad. This failed, and thus, she tried to guilt us into it instead.
She brought up how my dad abused her, pushed her down the stairs, in 2009, when I was 5 years old, and some more stuff about how he has blatant favoritism towards my younger sister.
This has been proven untrue, the favoritism, as he was too focused on me becoming 18 and dealing with the stress of the divorce, work, the house, and my grandparents during covid.
When me and my sister and I brought up the abuse, he admitted it to be true and never did anything like it ever again, which, when asked my mom, was also true.
We live full time with my dad, whereas my sister broke off all contact with my mom until she gets a formal apology for the trauma she's caused.
I still see her every now and again. My sister and I both have trauma. Being locked in her boyfriend's house from 9 AM to 5 PM or so without permission to grab food in the blazing summer and no open windows, my dog being tied to a pole outside when wet and shaking when we tied him loose, and constantly being told our money would get stolen by my dad and how terrible of daughters we were to her, etc.
Her boyfriend, (50-ishM), is a tall guy. He looks and talks like a sociable guy and looks honest and trustworthy.
We met him around the beginning of the divorce, the guy who my mom cheated on my dad with.
He tried to win us to his friendly side by giving us the food we wanted and cooking sushi with me. But he had comments about my sister's weight, which caused her to break contact soon after a year.
It wasn't until the last time my sister and I went together that we saw his true colors.
My sister hates being confronted about her weight, mostly because she's always been coddled about it. When confronted, she starts crying.
I tried to shift the subject by talking about how the first few court sessions went, mentioning how my grandpa told me he thought my mom's boyfriend was following him.
It was on camera, and I'd seen the footage, so I know it was true. He denied that he did anything and got mad at me. Really mad.
My mom sat there as her boyfriend stood up, towered over us, and screamed on our face about how my family was lying and he would never pull something like that, and that I'd better think twice before accusing him of stalking.
Both me and my sister were crying at this point, as I have trauma from being yelled at.
My mom sat there and did nothing. No words of comfort, no telling him get away, not even getting rid of his demeanor.
That was the last time my sister went, and they demanded to see her alone multiple times. She refused to do so and hasn't had contact since except for a few text fights.
I stayed home for a while after that too, focusing on school and stuff. We haven't seen my grandparents on my mom's side since covid started.
That was also the last time my mom took us anywhere outside of her boyfriends house.
Every time I was told that we were going somewhere, it was at his house. Never anywhere I felt safe anymore.
But when I asked, he was always there. I haven't felt comfortable since, but I kept going to her because she's my mom.
I felt obligated to go. She raised me for 16 years, I have to.
Our relationship stayed rather wobbly. Like a thin rope.
During the years, my mom's boyfriend went after my dad. Trying to steal money using the court, breaking in and stealing our house keys, deleting all of our baby pictures from the photo drive, and breaking the window by our door and denting the car.
Driving in front of the house, parking his car in ways my dad had no way out of the parking lots, following him around and threatening him in the grocery store.
Mind you, my mom was at every one of these situations and did nothing.
My dad let it go and made peace with it a few weeks ago. It took him a long time to accept mom wasn't the same woman he knew anymore. Especially because he still loved her during the divorce. I'm not sure if he still does.
My grandparents on my dad's side see the difference and are extremely disappointed in her.
We reported him for stalking multiple times and had to hang cameras by our doors to feel safe, which we eventually never did.
There was a time during winter where I got up early to go to school and discovered footsteps in the snow of our backyard. Leading to our door.
Safe to say I was terrified. I went to school that day feeling like I was being watched. This took a few weeks to get rid of.
I'm glad I discovered them and not my sister though. But my dad went through a lot with this divorce. So much so that even after my mom's boyfriend got reported to the police and got multiple warnings, my dad felt so unsafe in his own house we moved.
We found a place we finally felt we could start over, but due to the stalking behavior I was told not to say anything about the house or the move.
I obliged, not wanting to talk about it either.
To my shock, they already knew. Over the course a few weeks of me playing dumb, my moms boyfriend knew exactly where we were moving to, when we were moving out, and when we would pay off our old house.
He works in the field with marketing houses and stuff.
They called me pathetic that I couldn't speak freely to them and that being ordered not to talk about where her kids were going was like a kidnapping.
Another note, they like to drink wine.
There was a green wine bottle shattered in the backyard. Chardonnay. I stepped in a big piece with my bare foot. No wounds, but it hurt.
It was him, 100%. I know it was, because when I brought up I got hurt by a glass shard, my mom glanced at him with a worried expression.
Last week I went again, this time my mom opened up about how she felt that because of my lying I didn't see her a my mom anymore.
I do still see her as my mom and I still love her as my mom. But the trauma she inflicted on me and her refusal to listen made me feel horrible about not going.
Thats when I found the deeper worry.
My hairdresser likes to gossip and keep me and my dad updated, since all of our neighbors go to the same hairdresser.
Our neighbors and all of my moms friends, around the middle of the divorce, were asked to spy on my dad. They refused, and so my mom cut them out her life.
Her boyfriend started threatening them, saying they were never true friends if they wouldn't do that.
My mom's boyfriend is an emotionally manipulative narcissist.
She doesn't see it, because she cut all her friends because he said so. He's brainwashed her into his circle.
Even his friends think he's a self centered asshole.
He's very well known around the town as a woman abuser and narcissist who can't do anything wrong himself, but people put up with him because of his temper.
If I tell my mom anything, she's going to tell her boyfriend. I'm going to get people in trouble, and no matter what I do, I'm going to get the blame set on my dad, me, or anyone else in the family who has nothing to do with it.
I am terrified of her boyfriend, and I want my mom back. The mom that actually cared for me and my sister.
The mom who would never accept her boyfriend scarring her children.
There is much more that happened in between with my sister and her, but that might be for another time.
I want to break them up, but I have no idea where to begin. I can't talk to my mom and I can't go to the cops because I have no proof but a few people with statements who I'm barely friends with.
How can I make my mom see that he's bad for him? Or should I let her figure it out?
My boyfriend thinks she sit in the hole she dug and deal with it. He hates seeing me losing and gaining trust in my mom like a lost puppy, and I get where he's coming from.
I just don't want to leave my mom there, because I know I stop going to her, he'll have full control over her. And that's something I'll never allow such an asshole to do.
Any advise is welcome, I need the help. Also sorry if this became a bit unclear at the end, I was crying writing this.
My mom's boyfriend is emotionally manipulative and a narcissist and brainwashed her into believing everything is my dad's fault. I want to break them up.
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2023.06.04 23:58 ReaiiSua Book Recommendations?
If anyone has books that they think I will enjoy. Authors I like are Osamu Dazai, Robert Greene, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, and Edgar Allen Poe. My favorite books are "No Longer Human", "The 48 Laws Of Power", and "Crimes And Punishment". Any Recommendation?
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2023.06.04 23:51 I_N_C_O_M_I_N_G Just a list of World of Tanks maps, don't zoom in.
2023.06.04 23:51 Nemo__404 Deathworlders Should Not Be Allowed To Date! [Ch. 02/??]
Luna VI query: Set the source to the translation logs of Princess Amara Auralyn.
Consider it done!
Luna VI query: Now tell me in detail the events that led to the admission of Princess Amara into the first meeting crew.
Princess Amara was facing a cold stone door. Beige in color with a somewhat reflective surface, it was full of intricate engravings that the pattern-matching algorithm couldn’t identify as anything meaningful.
The status of the experimental integration of the nanites to the Irisian physiology was normal, and the total active time was 57.23 seconds.
Amara’s sharp but short claws slid through the surface of the door until they found a sequence of five matching clevises. She twisted a rotating mechanism that triggered the automatic opening of the heavy door.
As any Irisian would instinctively do, Amara’s eyes scanned the room to create a mental image of every single color, pattern, and texture of every single surface.
The inside shared some similarities with the door, but only in its structural aspects. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all made of the same cold stone, giving off the vibe of some older times. While the giant holographic chamber in the middle, with a detailed map of a specific part of the galaxy highlighted, spoke of a more recent era.
Amara noticed that the books, the pieces of art, and the decorations she remembered were all gone and a single unremarkable chair and the old man
sitting on it remained.
He was so focused on the map, absorbed into the atmosphere of solitude, that he hadn’t noticed she entering.
“Don’t tell me an Oczoil ate all of your things, Aldrinch?”
A jolt of fear shot through the old man
’s body. A young Irisian would have instantly jumped out of the chair while their brain took care of tracking the source of the voice and adjusting the patterns of their body to match the background in the opposite direction. Unfortunately, though, Aldrinch was not young, so, while his instinct to jump out of the chair was still there, his body was unable to perform the action and he fell on his arms and tail with only some of the parts of his skin having adjusted their colors to the background.
Upon realizing what she had done, Amara’s neutral expression gave way to patterns of red and green. Instead of worrying she was letting her true emotions show like she had trained her whole life not to, she rushed to help her old friend.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t think you w-”
“Didn’t think I was this old?” Aldrinchh accepted her help to get back on his feet. “The last two harvests haven’t been kind to me, Princess.”
Almost as if they were noise, Amara ignored his words and inspected his body to ensure that her reckless approach hadn’t caused a serious injury. The skin of his arms and tail were not visibly injured, but she was unable to see more given that even an old man
like Aldrinchh had adhered to the latest fashion trend of wearing clothes when not in battle.
“You don’t need to worry about me, according to the way the humans measure time, I’m just a two-year-old.” Aldrinch dismissed her worries by stretching his arms to show there was nothing wrong with him.
His humorous tone made Amara realize her true emotions were showing. And that was not all, the fact that Aldrinch had recovered enough of his composure to put her at ease and hint at the topic she came here to discuss with a single comment spoke volumes about his skills with politics.
Amara closed her eyes and her exterior once again returned to the indigo blue with ephemeral black spots characteristic of her lineage.
“You still haven’t told me what happened to your things, Aldrinchh.” Amara returned the conversation to where she originally intended to start it. “I can’t imagine you parting with your collection of exotic poisons.”
“But that I did, young one.” Aldrinch entertained her curiosity. “Those were all mundane distractions.”
“Why did you keep this old holographic chamber then?” Someone with the position of Imperial Maven would have no trouble getting the latest virtual reality technology from the Core Galaxy Alliance or even the humans.
“This was made with our own technology, probably the last of its kind in working condition, I know it’s selfish keeping it here with me, but it wouldn’t feel right to leave it with anyone else.” A hint of gray appeared around Aldrinch’s dark spots.
“Cheer up!” Amara forced some positivity for the sake of her old friend. “Now that the humans showed up we have a good chance to save Irisa.”
Her positivity only caused the gray in Aldrinch patterns to become even more intense.
“I wish it was that simple, my young friend, but my experience has taught me that it rarely is.”
Amara noticed he had avoided going into detail to spare her from something he knew; she wanted to pursue some answers, but she felt now was not the time to seek this information. It would be a challenging endeavor to win his agreement for the favor she was about to ask him. There was no reason to make things even harder for herself by asking for even more. The earlier fiasco was already bad enough.
“You might be right about that, but convincing the Senate to change its policies is not our only option anymore.” Instead of asking directly, she opted for an indirect approach.
“Oh, I’ve heard some whispers that someone had been asking around to be included in the first meeting crew.”
Amara did not expect to have her intentions seen through and her sugar-coating attempt to be foiled even before she started listing why it was important to have someone like herself in the crew.
“Elysira doesn’t want to be in the crew, I caught her crying1
yesterday, she is not the right person
for the job.” Amara change her strategy on the fly and appealed to an emotional argument.
“I know that having alien technology inside her body and being labeled as an outsider is scary, but no one will treat her differently after she gets the translator. The only thing that will change is that she won’t be eligible for any high-rank position and won’t be privy to important secrets afterward.”
The way that Aldrinch denied her request without saying it clearly was quite annoying, but she was prepared for that.
“That’s not the problem. She knows the kind of expectation my mother has from her, and she hates it.” Amara explained. “When I asked her for an explanation she listed more than ten reasons off the top of her head why the humans look hideous and she said she’d rather die than comply with her orders.”
“Are you implying you are ready to take her place and carry her burden?” Aldrinch looked displeased as a tone of orange materialized around his dark spots.
“Not in a million years!” Amara’s exterior skipped the orange and became red at his insinuation. “I don’t agree with my mother’s subservient behavior and I think desperation turned her rule into a disgrace to all of our people
“And I was thinking you were not the same naïve girl
who barged into here asking me for borrowing a poison to kill your older brother four harvests ago.”
“Aldrinch, I…” His’s previous statement had caused Amara to purposely show her anger, but it had not affected her inner emotions nearly as much as this one even though nothing was showing externally.
“You need to understand something; our position is terrible.” Aldrinch moved his eyes away from the princess and used his claws to reach for some controls of the holographic chamber. “This is a projection of the human territory, see that, they have full control of four systems, partial control over at least three, and all of them are full or artificial constructions everywhere.”
“I know that Aldrin-”
“No, you don’t.” Aldrinch didn’t let her speak.
The projection started to zoom in to a space in the void between two of those stellar systems and a shocking view was presented to Amara. Like a well-choreographed dance, many different groups of star-ships began to emerge from the depths of space and assemble into two distinct fleets. The projection zoomed in again to focus on one of the great groups. Inside this group, each ship was taking its designated position with precision and grace.
With every frame, a different ship model appeared, some monstrously big, some devilish small, but all of them seemed to have a purpose in being positioned where they were.
The projection zoomed out and again and an overview of the two fleets was seen by Amara. She noticed the reproduction was sped up, but that didn’t diminish her shock in the slightest as she witnessed those two fleets gradually converge.
One single explosion was the spark that ignited a sequence of countless big explosions in the middle of the battlefield, none of them destroying a single ship at first. But gradually the battle was turning into a dance of combat, with ships darting and weaving their last moves.
When the battle reached its climax and Amara wondered with tension who would win, Aldrinch paused the reproduction and zoomed in into a small corner of the battlefield.
In the little corner, there were more explosions than she could count and all of them had been previously labeled.
Kinect. Chemical. Atomic… Antimatter… Unknown.
“So many deaths…” Amara forgot the point Aldrinch was trying to prove by showing all of this.
“We believe most of them if not all were drone ships.” Aldrinch went on. “But that’s not the core issue. Have you wondered how we obtained this footage?”
“Have we been spying on the humans?” Realization struck her hard.
"Not by our own volition, but rather at the behest of Senator Eelzails." Aldrinch told her more than she expected he would. “Didn’t you find it suspicious how many times he’s been requesting our services lately?”
“This is an imminent catastrophe!” Amara instantly considered the possible ramifications of humanity finding out they are being spied on.
"Yet, hidden amidst the dangers, lies an opportunity if we choose our moves wisely." Aldrinch took a seat again contemplating projection.
Amara racked her brain trying to make sense of how spying on the ones whom they hoped to get help from could be an opportunity, but she failed to see how a good thing could come out of that action. “An opportunity you say? To me, it looks like an opportunity to ensure that there’s no planet to be saved anymore.”
“Do you know what was our only bargain chip before the Core Galaxy Alliance had made contact with the humans?”
“Enlighten me.” Amara was having trouble hiding her dissatisfaction so she answered shortly.
“Our unmatched expertise in stealth ship technology was our only asset that was craved by the Senate.” Aldrinch went on. “But the Core Galaxy Alliance gave us another bargaining chip without even realizing it when they ordered us to spy on the humans.”
Amara interest sparked; she noticed Aldrinch was testing her deductive skills by giving her just this much information so she decided to take on his challenge. “You are implying that we could disclose our surveillance to the humans… wait, that would be low, but… playing on both sides is also possible.”
“So you are not the same naïve girl
after all.” Aldrinch finally moved his eyes away from the projection. “We’ve been playing on both sides in the previous two harvests. We purposely omitted the size of the human fleets by a factor of ten, we cherry-picked the ships and the explosions we wanted to show Senator Eelzails in our report. Now we can choose which story we want to tell.
One where we’ve been coerced into spying on the new species, but we refused to comply fully as a token of friendship. Or one where we ventured into the depths of human territory to do an exceptional job of gettering information.”
“A dangerous game…” Amara was not surprised her mother or the elders had chosen this course of action, but Aldrinch should have been able to see another path. “One that might not even be worth playing.”
Aldrinch’s exterior showed a hint of purple highlining he didn’t want to hide his confusion.
“Your words elude me, young one. There are only a few concessions we can offer, and if we aspire to secure aid, we must employ every available strategy, which includes making any potential outside helpers feel indebted to us.” Aldrinch looked her in the eye. “And it also justifies the requests your mother has made from Elysira and the others, their personal feelings mean very little when the fate of Irisa is what is at stake.”
Amara clenched her fists inconspicuously at his last statement, but not a single color changed in her exterior.
“How meaningless their feelings are compared to the greater good is not the point.” She noticed her effort to hide her anger was rendered useless by the aggressiveness of her words. “Have you or the elders tried to set aside your maps and schemes for a while to have a casual conversation with the humans from the space station?”
“And how would that help us?” Aldrinch was still confused and there was no sign he had taken any offense at her tone. “The humans in the space station are not the leaders of their species, they are scientists, soldiers, and explorers. Even if some of them know some important information that might be beneficial to us, I don’t see a species that has accomplished so much on their own giving away their secrets in casual conversation.”
“What if what I told you the humans don’t think like us on a fundamental level?” Amara had learned a lot about the difference between the human and Irisian cultures in the many hours she spent exchanging messages with the human crew. “Have you ever wondered why they decided to land on Irisa’s surface even though they didn’t even need to meet us face to face to have us intermediate their talks with the Core Galaxy Alliance?”
“…” Aldrinch pondered out loud in an attempt to infer the humans’ intentions. “By landing here they will put themselves into the spotlight and every species will be talking about them in the upcoming future. This attention could be used to obtain some trading deals for their technology, but they also would have to factor in the negativity of potentially being associated with us. Most races fear us and see this planet as hell, so by being able to survive here they will only prove that their plain appearance and lack of claws are deceiving and they are deserving of being classified as category four deathworlders.
They have much more to lose than to gain by being here, their decision to land must have been taken without much knowledge about the current state of affairs of the senate.”
“They know the implications of landing here, yet they will do it anyway.” Amara countered his reasoning.\
“Oh, are you insinuating that they'll graciously land here solely to lend us a helping hand, with no ulterior motives or desire for some grand reward? How noble and selfless of them!"
“I did not insinuate that!” Aldrinch’s resistance to at least consider the possibility that he was oblivious to some important information on the humans’ motivations was starting to get on Amara’s nerves. “What I’m trying to tell you is that their purpose here has nothing to do with us or even the Core Galaxy Alliance.”
“And the humans just told you that?”
Amara roamed around the circular holographic chamber to break eye contact and rain in her annoyance at his level of scrutiny.
“They did not tell me directly, but I noticed that every human I talked to would mention a lot of their concerns about who among the three representatives would take the first step on our planet. I didn’t understand their fixation on this trivial detail at first. I thought it was some kind of mistranslation, but when they talked about the history of exploration of their own world and their first attempts at reaching space, it all made sense to me.
The humans are not coming here to help us or try to get trading deals with other species, to them this planet is just a hard place to go to. A perfect place where their factions can put their technology to test and compete against themselves.”
“… This is-” Most of Aldrinch’s body was consumed by a vibrant purple which gave away the rare view of this old man
failing to keep composure.
“Insulting?” Her eyes were transfixed into Aldrinch’s short hair2
which was unable to keep up with his body and had only changed its color very close to the head.
“More than that. It means that humans are not trying to make alliances and their biggest concern as a species is fighting against themselves. If that is the case we should focus our energy on getting help from the Core Galaxy Alliance and forget about them.” Aldrinch’s dark spots slowly reappeared as he spoke.
“Absolutely not!” Amara was incisive. “You said it yourself that we don’t have many bargain chips to negotiate, we can’t afford to waste an opportunity like that!”
“I'm afraid I fail to grasp your meaning, princess.”
“Well, but that’s easy! The humans are looking for a challenge, then let’s give it to them.” Amara allowed her body to be filled with an energetic orange showing the excitement she had in finally saying to core part of her idea. “Instead of showing them the more peaceful corners of our planet, why don’t we take them to places like the Noxious Chasm and the Ebon Range.”
“To embark on such an endeavor would be sheer folly, few of our kin dare to traverse those treacherous lands. Bringing the humans into such perils would invite disaster, ruining the meticulously cultivated perception of our world as anything but a fiery inferno.” Aldrinch didn’t understand how Amara’s idea would help them at all. “To say that this would destroy our chances of being helped by the Core Galaxy Alliance would be an understatement, if we chose that path I can see the more extremist races such as the Asaidians openly advocating to leave us to our demise.”
“But the humans would be put in the same basket, wouldn’t they?” Amara purposely let hints of bright yellow appear around her dark spots to express the mischievous pride she had in her idea.
“…” Aldrinch stood up again and receded to the solitude of his inner world as he contemplated the idea.
Amara noticed the inner conflict in the old man
’s thoughts and decided to keep pushing her idea. “Making alliances and getting trading deals may not be their primary goal now, but sooner or later they are going to need that, and when the time comes guess who will be the only ones who won’t be scared of them?”
“Your rezoning is not without merit, but let us not forget your own words of caution about playing a dangerous game. This endeavor carries even greater risks. What if a human representative perishes on those treacherous lands? Or worse, what if they become overwhelmed by fear and withdraw from the mission altogether?”
“I’m not saying there are no risks involved, but you are the one who said we have very little concessions to offer.” After hearing the old man
using her own words against her, she ended up doing the same out of spite. “If danger can’t be avoided why not choose the path of greatest reward with the perks of giving a good scare on those deceiving wimps who can’t stop reiterating we haven’t done enough to deserve to be saved?”
Aldrinch didn’t say anything. He approached the holographic chamber and used his claws to interact with the controls to alternate the view to a series of maps and documents. Amara waited apprehensively without uttering a single word as she had a feeling that it wouldn’t be a good time to interrupt the old man
After exactly one minute and twenty-seven seconds, Aldrinch made eye contact.
“I hope you kept the conversation logs with the humans, we are going to need those if we want to convince your mother and the elders to change their plans.”
“Are you going to support me?” Amara found it hard to contain yellow from showing.
“Just because I cannot die without seeing the chaos in the senate when we send them a detailed report of the humans visiting the Ebon Range.”
Amara almost let her happy mood cloud her mind about the other thing she had to ask, but in no time, she forced her mind to focus on how to broach the topic of joining the first meeting crew.
“I know what you want to ask and the answer is no.” The little pause in the conversation was enough for Aldrinch to anticipate her question. “I know you’ve grown up and are by no means the same naïve girl who is impatient and willing to do something stupid without understanding the consequences, but that doesn’t change the fact that you are too important to take such a dangerous job and put alien technology inside your body.”
To have her intentions read so easily was truly annoying, but that gave Amara the excuse she needed to give up the mind games and speak her mind.
“I’m grateful to you, Aldrinch, I’ve learned a lot from you when you refused to give me the poison and explained to me why getting rid of my brother wouldn’t solve all my problems.” She went on. “But those were not all the lessons that episode taught me.”
“What do you mean, young one?” Aldrinch didn’t try to guess her intentions.
In a sincere display of yellow she concluded. “I also learned that it’s better to ask for forgiveness than permission.”
1 – Irisians don’t cry with tears falling down their eyes and sobbing, instead they lose every color of their exterior and end up looking like a cathode ray tube TV showing static.
2 – Irisians don’t have hair but have an elongated extension of their skin at the top of their heads that is thin and disposable. It servers to protect their head against the unforgiving radiation of their planet.
This was an account of the events that led to the admission of Princess Amara into the first meeting crew. Here are some questions that might interest you based on your recent queries:
• What kind of danger will there be on the Ebon Range?
• Is humanity aware of the spying?
• Who are the parents of the baby?
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2023.06.04 23:48 Blue_Jays Noticing an unusually orange or pinkish hue to the sunlight? It's probably from wildfire smoke, and more is on the way. This is the forecast for this Tuesday at 10am
2023.06.04 23:47 FurtiveMoaning 34 M who is searching for new friends and connections :)
It’s Sunday here in the Bay Area and I’m taking a break from coloring mandalas and listening to music. It’s in this moment of solitude that I’m realizing….I don’t have a lot of friends and may be even a bit - gasp! - lonely…
I’d consider myself introverted but err on the side of ambiversion, so I’m constantly seeking connections until the moment I drain myself of energy. I love coffee, film, and pretty arts and crafts-y. Anything involving true crime, the paranormal, astrology, pop culture, and fashion will get me going nonstop. But at the same time I can talk about anything.
If I sound like someone you’d be interested in getting to know, don’t be afraid to drop in and say what’s up!
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2023.06.04 23:40 traveller-16-16- Under the Authority: chapter two
I wake up in an unfamiliar place, the color of a light red fills my vision, it’s almost pink as my eyes groggily search the room. It looks almost identical to a stereotypical hospital room aside from the color, and the strange alien technology surrounding me. So I'm not dead,
I think as I see a holographic screen displaying imagery of an earth field, with green trees in the background and the occasional car passing by every minute or two, what's that about?
The room has a large circular couch, thing, it looks like a couch but the design is off somehow. There is also what looks to be a heart rate monitor and an IV going into my right arm. I look to my left arm when I remember what had just happened, a piece of red metal appears to have replaced my shoulder with a small cylindrical protrusion where the arm would normally begin, the fuck, I reach over and touch the foreign object, it’s warm, not too warm but just like touching skin, aside from the smooth texture and the hard metal.
As I sit there examining myself and the surroundings I hear voices outside a smooth green door, voices I can understand, but they aren't speaking English, or any other human language for that matter “so what the hell happened to this one?” a gravely even voice somewhere between male and female sounding asked.
“Report says one of the newbies took off his left arm after she saw the poor thing with a knife. I feel bad for the male, you can see the utter terror in his eyes on the body cam footage.” This voice is higher but still gravely, assuming they worked the same way, this one is definitely a female.
“That boneless bitch, a fucking knife? Their hand guns didn’t even pierce the breastplate let alone a knife! Even if the man got close enough to stab in the weaker areas, they are stab and slash immune
.” I don’t know if I am being pitied or talked down to at this point.
“Well you better make it clear you're on his side, it will be hard for him to realize he’ll have to pay a shit ton or just keep the metal. Good luck, and please give him a good uplift name.”
“I will I will, already have one in mind”
The door slides to the right, into the wall and in slithers an alien who has four eyes with similar positioning to humans, orange skin smooth as ours but with no hair, what looks like a wound down the middle of its face yet you can tell it isn’t in a strange way, it doesn’t have ears or a nose, and it’s wearing a skintight green suit that ends a few inches below the “hips” and a black skin tight sleeve down the rest of its tail? Body? Snakes are always confusing on that. The same species that shot my fucking arm off, no tits though so maybe a male? I will find out soon as much to my dismay, it starts talking. “Hello human, I am Mr. Ullgo, your nurse for the time being, how are you feeling?”
If I’m being honest, physically nothing hurts or even feels odd, my metal shoulder is strange to look at, sure, but it doesn’t feel any different than my normal shoulder, I wasn’t about to give them credit though. “Like hell.”
“I see, that is unfortunate, I can’t imagine what you're going through, I'm sure you have questions, please ask any now.”
“Where the fuck am I and why can I understand you?”
“Firstly: you are in an orbital hospital around earth for treating troops and civilians, and your neurons have been modified in a way that you speak and understand Ikotac, the standard language for the Argochurian Authority.” he sounds very matter of factly
“You did fucking what!” I shout lifting myself up for the first time.
“My dear sir, pride ourselves on a smooth integration and this is the best way to do it.” he says putting a hand on his chest, there are two fingers on each side of the palm, strange
“Real fucking smooth, show up, blast a city into ash, blow a man’s arm off in his own home, kidnap him and mess with his brain, fuck you pal.”
“I apologize for the wretched behavior made by our military but I have no part in it, I just heal the injured.” sounding almost sincere
“Yeah? Then whats with the fucking scar on your face and why did I hear you talking about reports?” I spit out
“What I talk about is none of your concern sir, and it’s not a scar it’s a nose.” that’s weird, maybe it gets translated into the equivalent
“Whatever, can I go home?”
“Likely yes, if you answer my questions.”
“I will not be injuring you sir.” the nurse replies with a confused look
“It means start, you overgrown snake.” they really kinda look like snake people just without the scales
“I see, very well, first question I will know if you're lying, if given the opportunity to leave your world to work and live somewhere else, would you.” he seems like this thing has asked these questions many time
“So long as it’s away from you fucks, sure.”
“Second question, what kind of job would you like to have if you got to choose.”
“I don’t know, my old job on Earth.” what kind of question is that
“And lastly, would you like to stay on your world?” this time he looks me dead in the eyes with a curious look
“If this is what the galaxy is like, then yeah, fuck leaving”
“Alright, thank you, I’m uploading the results now,” a couple seconds pass and he starts to frown, “I apologies sir but, it appears that The Authority needs you off world.”
“What the hell, fuck you no I’m staying on earth!”
“My humblest apologies but nobody on this station can change the results, but as is tradition, you now must receive a new set of names.” he smiles, it’s such a genuine smile like he’s happy for me. Wait, new names what? He places a small and smooth device on my head. “This is just so you remember your new name as your name, which is now, Yagak Grolgem!” there is a sharp shock and hissing sound as he says my name, wait no that's not my name! My name is… is… why can’t I remember?
“What the fuck did you just do you bastard?!” I grab the device and slam it into the floor, and it breaks apart into several pieces
He jumps, as much as a thing without legs can jump, “eep
, I’m sorry sir, it’s required to have a new name to unchain you from your past.” he sounds scared, pitiful, confused
Suddenly a 7 foot tall, jacked female alien with red skin and a similar outfit to Ullgo, bursts into the room, and points a vaguely pistol shaped device with a yellow end at me, “stop right there human” she yells, slithering closer to me, “I don’t want to taze a man but I will!”
“Whoa, ok ok” I raise my hand up, I already got shot once by an alien, I don't want to lose another limb.
“Ullgo get behind me.” she commands the male who seems to frown even deeper
“He won’t do anything, plus he’s missing an arm”
“Then what was that crash?” she turns to him but still keeping the gun on me
The male slithers over to the right of the bed and picks up the pieces of the device, “the neural rewriter, I am once again sorry Mr Grolgem, but it is necessary for the uplifting process.”
This bastard, “curl up and die.” I growl with as much venom as I can, “when do I get to leave this place”
“Later this evening, after you get your arm that is, oh and please leave Hogerchek”
“But…” she starts but is cut off
"now” and with disappointment clear on her face she turns and leaves, “apologies, she is jumpy due to the amount of violent patients as of late” he seems genuine at least, “please follow me to the bionics branch, that's where you can get a new arm.”
I nod, at least I’ll get a badass replacement of my missing limb, wonder if I can get a knife on the end of it like the doom slayer, probably not, why would they give me a weapon after mutilating me. I stand up as I take the blanket off of me. I see that I too am wearing a skin tight suit that appears to be made specifically for humans, but not for human males as my bulge is very clearly pronounced on the thin material. I step off the bed and the nurse begins to turn a deeper shade of orange before turning away, “my apologies, we don’t have anything looser so we just gave you a bipedal plantigrade pair of sleeves” he looks very bashful as he stares at the wall. I chuckle at the bizarre display, how is this guy a nurse if he can’t handle looking at someone else’s private bits, oh well, I’m suddenly feeling better about the situation,
“what’s the matter, four eyes? Aren’t you a nurse, you should be used to looking at another man’s dick.” I say vying for a reaction.
“Agrochurian penises stay inside the body when not in use, and I’ve only been dealing with human females so far, not a fellow male.” he slithers over to the door as I follow, “a short walk and you may return to your room,” he already seems to have mostly recovered from a couple seconds ago, what a strange creature.
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2023.06.04 23:38 Apprehensive_Ad_4020 YieldMax ETF's
Anybody into these new YieldMax ETF's?
I hold OARK, APLY, TSLY and NVDY. Waiting for AMZY to start trading.
I'm happy to report they are all in the green right now. I use the distros to snowball into my main fund, which is not a YieldMax ETF. https://www.yieldmaxetfs.com/
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2023.06.04 23:32 Neku3721 A tribune to Johnson Blazkowicz - A fan among fans of LiS community.
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As a tribute to our comrade JB, Olverts and I have retrieved his artwork and put it in a public folder in Mega.
This is to keep his work as a digital archive, but also to save his digital work. Thanks JB. Be a free wolf now ! u/Olverts :
All artworks in this collections are created by Johnson_Blazkowicz, aka JohnsonTerminal. The purpose of this collection, is to make sure that he lives on through his art.
Thanks a lot for your work man.
Like Daniel, Sean and Karen's lanterns floating in the Arizona sky, in the beautiful, wild and fearsome nature. JB looks down on us from above, a star in the village of Away. You're living your own afterlife, living a new start. Watch over Away and the wolf brothers.
Somewhere in a wild, wild world, there lived wolf brothers with their papa wolf. And a large pack of Life is Strange 2 fans. They lived free, in peace and in love with Life Is Strange.
"Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
Dylan Thomas (poem quoted in Chris Nolan's Interstellar movie)".
u/Olverts and u/Neku3721 from LifeIsStrange2 subreddit on Sunday 4th of June on 2023 year
We miss you, wolf brother.
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★ Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1, B/O: $1700
★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $223
★ Gut Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $203
★ Gut Knife Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $191
★ Gut Knife Case Hardened BS, B/O: $127 ⎯
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199
★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $138
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $111 ⎯
★ Classic Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $146
★ StatTrak™ Classic Knife Stained BS, B/O: $168 ⎯
★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $476
★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $375 ⎯
★ Skeleton Knife, B/O: $1137
★ Talon Knife, B/O: $608
★ Paracord Knife, B/O: $305
★ Survival Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $97
★ Moto Gloves Transport MW, B/O: $204
★ Moto Gloves Polygon BS, B/O: $142
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63 ⎯
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono WW, B/O: $1215
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike FT, B/O: $672
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $305
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander BS, B/O: $140
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web BS, B/O: $137
★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot FT, B/O: $75 ⎯
★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave FT, B/O: $359
★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid BS, B/O: $229
★ Driver Gloves Overtake BS, B/O: $77
★ Driver Gloves Racing Green FT, B/O: $48 ⎯
★ Sport Gloves Omega FT, B/O: $739
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #2, B/O: $733
★ Sport Gloves Arid BS, B/O: $292 ⎯
★ Hand Wraps Giraffe MW, B/O: $212
★ Hand Wraps Leather FT, B/O: $160
★ Hand Wraps Desert Shamagh MW, B/O: $101 ⎯
★ Broken Fang Gloves Yellow-banded MW, B/O: $185
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point FT, B/O: $67
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point WW, B/O: $59 ⎯
★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened BS, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald FT, B/O: $65
★ Hydra Gloves Emerald BS, B/O: $62
AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $130
AK-47 Bloodsport MW, B/O: $79
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Bloodsport FT, B/O: $70
AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge FT, B/O: $72 ⎯
AWP Fade FN, B/O: $1039
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139
AWP Wildfire MW, B/O: $95
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93
AWP Duality FN, B/O: $81
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79
AWP Chromatic Aberration FN, B/O: $60
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68
StatTrak™ AWP Electric Hive FT, B/O: $55 ⎯
Desert Eagle Blaze FN, B/O: $623
Desert Eagle Emerald Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $241
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81
Desert Eagle Printstream FT, B/O: $54 ⎯
M4A1-S Blue Phosphor FN, B/O: $434
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Bright Water MW, B/O: $55 ⎯
M4A4 Poseidon FN, B/O: $1465
M4A4 Asiimov BS, B/O: $55
M4A4 Hellfire MW, B/O: $50 ⎯
USP-S Kill Confirmed MW, B/O: $72
USP-S Printstream FT, B/O: $69
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed FT, B/O: $139 ⎯
AUG Flame Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $234
P90 Run and Hide FT, B/O: $147
Five-SeveN Candy Apple FN, B/O: $61 Knives - Bowie Knife, Butterfly Knife, Falchion Knife, Flip Knife, Gut Knife, Huntsman Knife, M9 Bayonet, Bayonet, Karambit, Shadow Daggers, Stiletto Knife, Ursus Knife, Navaja Knife, Talon Knife, Classic Knife, Paracord Knife, Survival Knife, Nomad Knife, Skeleton Knife, Patterns - Gamma Doppler, Doppler (Phase 1, Phase 2, Phase 3, Phase 4, Black Pearl, Sapphire, Ruby, Emerald), Crimson Web, Lore, Fade, Ultraviolet, Night, Marble Fade (Fire & Ice, Fake FI), Case Hardened (Blue Gem), Autotronic, Slaughter, Black Laminate, Tiger Tooth, Boreal Forest, Scorched, Blue Steel, Vanilla, Damascus Steel, Forest DDPAT, Urban Masked, Freehand, Stained, Bright Water, Safari Mesh, Rust Coat, Gloves - Bloodhound Gloves (Charred, Snakebite, Guerrilla, Bronzed), Driver Gloves (Snow Leopard, King Snake, Crimson Weave, Imperial Plaid, Black Tie, Lunar Weave, Diamondback, Rezan the Red, Overtake, Queen Jaguar, Convoy, Racing Green), Hand Wraps (Cobalt Skulls, CAUTION!, Overprint, Slaughter, Leather, Giraffe, Badlands, Spruce DDPAT, Arboreal, Constrictor, Desert Shamagh, Duct Tape), Moto Gloves (Spearmint, POW!, Cool Mint, Smoke Out, Finish Line, Polygon, Blood Pressure, Turtle, Boom!, Eclipse, 3rd Commando Company, Transport), Specialist Gloves (Crimson Kimono, Tiger Strike, Emerald Web, Field Agent, Marble Fade, Fade, Foundation, Lt. Commander, Crimson Web, Mogul, Forest DDPAT, Buckshot), Sport Gloves (Pandora's Box, Superconductor, Hedge Maze, Vice, Amphibious, Slingshot, Omega, Arid, Big Game, Nocts, Scarlet Shamagh, Bronze Morph), Hydra Gloves (Case Hardened, Emerald, Rattler, Mangrove), Broken Fang Gloves (Jade, Yellow-banded, Unhinged, Needle Point), Pistols - P2000 (Wicked Sick, Ocean Foam, Fire Element, Amber Fade, Corticera, Chainmail, Imperial Dragon, Obsidian, Scorpion, Handgun, Acid Etched), USP-S (Printstream, Kill Confirmed, Whiteout, Road Rash, Owergrowth, The Traitor, Neo-Noir, Dark Water, Orion, Blueprint, Stainless, Caiman, Serum, Monster Mashup, Royal Blue, Ancient Visions, Cortex, Orange Anolis, Ticket To Hell, Black Lotus, Cyrex, Check Engine, Guardian, Purple DDPAT, Torque, Blood Tiger, Flashback, Business Class, Pathfinder, Para Green), Lead Conduit, Glock-18 (Umbral Rabbit, Fade, Candy Apple, Bullet Queen, Synth Leaf, Neo-Noir, Nuclear Garden, Dragon Tatto, Reactor, Pink DDPAT, Twilight Galaxy, Sand Dune, Groundwater, Blue Fissure, Snack Attack, Water Elemental, Brass, Wasteland Rebel, Vogue, Franklin, Royal Legion, Gamma Doppler, Weasel, Steel Disruption, Ironwork, Grinder, High Beam, Moonrise, Oxide Blaze, Bunsen Burner, Clear Polymer, Bunsen Burner, Night), P250 (Re.built, Nuclear Threat, Modern Hunter, Splash, Whiteout, Vino Primo, Mehndi, Asiimov, Visions, Undertow, Cartel, See Ya Later, Gunsmoke, Splash, Digital Architect, Muertos, Red Rock, Bengal Tiger, Crimson Kimono, Wingshot, Metallic DDPAT, Hive, Dark Filigree, Mint Kimono), Five-Seven (Neon Kimono, Berries And Cherries, Fall Hazard, Crimson Blossom, Hyper Beast, Nitro, Fairy Tale, Case Hardened, Copper Galaxy, Angry Mob, Monkey Business, Fowl Play, Anodized Gunmetal, Hot Shot, Retrobution, Boost Protocol), CZ75-Auto (Chalice, Crimson Web, Emerald Quartz, The Fuschia is Now, Nitro, Xiangliu, Yellow Jacket, Victoria, Poison Dart, Syndicate, Eco, Hexane, Pole, Tigris), Tec-9 (Rebel, Terrace, Nuclear Threat, Hades, Rust Leaf, Decimator, Blast From, Orange Murano, Toxic, Fuel Injector, Remote Control, Bamboo Forest, Isaac, Avalanche, Brother, Re-Entry, Blue Titanium, Bamboozle), R8 Revolver (Banana Cannon, Fade, Blaze, Crimson Web, Liama Cannon, Crazy 8, Reboot, Canal Spray, Night, Amber Fade), Desert Eagle (Blaze, Hand Cannon, Fennec Fox, Sunset Storm, Emerald Jörmungandr, Pilot, Hypnotic, Golden Koi, Printstream, Cobalt Disruption, Code Red, Ocean Drive, Midnight Storm, Kumicho Dragon, Crimson Web, Heirloom, Night Heist, Mecha Industries, Night, Conspiracy, Trigger Discipline, Naga, Directive, Light Rail), Dual Berettas (Flora Carnivora, Duelist, Cobra Strike, Black Limba, Emerald, Hemoglobin, Twin Turbo, Marina, Melondrama, Pyre, Retribution, Briar, Dezastre, Royal Consorts, Urban Shock, Dualing Dragons, Panther, Balance), Rifles - Galil (Aqua Terrace, Winter Forest, Chatterbox, Sugar Rush, Pheonix Blacklight, CAUTION!, Orange DDPAT, Cerberus, Dusk Ruins, Eco, Chromatic Aberration, Stone Cold, Tuxedo, Sandstorm, Shattered, Urban Rubble, Rocket Pop, Kami, Crimson Tsunami, Connexion), SCAR-20 (Fragments, Brass, Cyrex, Palm, Splash Jam, Cardiac, Emerald, Crimson Web, Magna Carta, Stone Mosaico, Bloodsport, Enforcer), AWP (Duality, Gungnir, Dragon Lore, Prince, Medusa, Desert Hydra, Fade, Lightning Strike, Oni Taiji, Silk Tiger, Graphite, Chromatic Aberration, Asiimov, Snake Camo, Boom, Containment Breach, Wildfire, Redline, Electric Hive, Hyper Beast, Neo-Noir, Man-o'-war, Pink DDPAT, Corticera, Sun in Leo, Elite Build, Fever Dream, Atheris, Mortis, PAW, Exoskeleton, Worm God, POP AWP, Phobos, Acheron, Pit Viper, Capillary, Safari Mesh), AK-47 (Head Shot, Wild Lotus, Gold Arabesque, X-Ray, Fire Serpent, Hydroponic, Panthera Onca, Case Hardened, Vulcan, Jet Set, Fuel Injector, Bloodsport, Nightwish, First Class, Neon Rider, Asiimov, Red Laminate, Aquamarine Revenge, The Empress, Wasteland Rebel, Jaguar, Black Laminate, Leet Museo, Neon Revolution, Redline, Frontside Misty, Predator, Legion of Anubis, Point Disarray, Orbit Mk01, Blue Laminate, Green Laminate, Emerald Pinstripe, Cartel, Phantom Disruptor, Jungle Spray, Safety Net, Rat Rod, Baroque Purple, Slate, Elite Build, Uncharted, Safari Mesh), FAMAS (Sundown, Prime Conspiracy, Afterimage, Commemoration, Dark Water, Spitfire, Pulse, Eye of Athena, Meltdown, Rapid Eye Move, Roll Cage, Styx, Mecha Industrie, Djinn, ZX Spectron, Valence, Neural Net, Night Borre, Hexne), M4A4 (Temukau, Howl, Poseidon, Asiimov, Daybreak, Hellfire, Zirka, Red DDPAT, Radiation Hazard, Modern Hunter, The Emperor, The Coalition, Bullet Rain, Cyber Security, X-Ray, Dark Blossom, Buzz Kill, In Living Color, Neo-Noir, Desolate Space, 龍王 (Dragon King), Royal Paladin, The Battlestar, Global Offensive, Tooth Fairy, Desert-Strike, Griffin, Evil Daimyo, Spider Lily, Converter), M4A1-S (Emphorosaur-S, Welcome to the Jungle, Imminent Danger, Knight, Hot Rod, Icarus Fell, Blue Phosphor, Printstream, Master Piece, Dark Water, Golden Coil, Bright Water, Player Two, Atomic Alloy, Guardian, Chantico's Fire, Hyper Beast, Mecha Industries, Cyrex, Control Panel, Moss Quartz, Nightmare, Decimator, Leaded Glass, Basilisk, Blood Tiger, Briefing, Night Terror, Nitro, VariCamo, Flashback), SG 553 (Cyberforce, Hazard Pay, Bulldozer, Integrale, Dragon Tech, Ultraviolet, Colony IV, Hypnotic, Cyrex, Candy Apple, Barricade, Pulse), SSG 08 (Death Strike, Sea Calico, Blood in the Water, Orange Filigree, Dragonfire, Big Iron, Bloodshot, Detour, Turbo Peek, Red Stone), AUG (Akihabara Accept, Flame Jörmungandr, Hot Rod, Midnight Lily, Sand Storm, Carved Jade, Wings, Anodized Navy, Death by Puppy, Torque, Bengal Tiger, Chameleon, Fleet Flock, Random Access, Momentum, Syd Mead, Stymphalian, Arctic Wolf, Aristocrat, Navy Murano), G3SG1 (Chronos, Violet Murano, Flux, Demeter, Orange Kimono, The Executioner, Green Apple, Arctic Polar Camo, Contractor), SMGs - P90 (Neoqueen, Astral Jörmungandr, Run and Hide, Emerald Dragon, Cold Blooded, Death by Kitty, Baroque Red, Vent Rush, Blind Spot, Asiimov, Trigon, Sunset Lily, Death Grip, Leather, Nostalgia, Fallout Warning, Tiger Pit, Schermatic, Virus, Shapewood, Glacier Mesh, Shallow Grave, Chopper, Desert Warfare), MAC-10 (Sakkaku, Hot Snakes, Copper Borre, Red Filigree, Gold Brick, Graven, Case Hardened, Stalker, Amber Fade, Neon Rider, Tatter, Curse, Propaganda, Nuclear Garden, Disco Tech, Toybox, Heat, Indigo), UMP-45 (Wild Child, Fade, Blaze, Day Lily, Minotaur's Labyrinth, Crime Scene, Caramel, Bone Pile, Momentum, Primal Saber), MP7 (Teal Blossom, Fade, Nemesis, Whiteout, Asterion, Bloosport, Abyssal Apparition, Full Stop, Special Delivery, Neon Ply, Asterion, Ocean Foam, Powercore, Scorched, Impire), PP-Bizon (Modern Hunter, Rust Coat, Forest Leaves, Antique, High Roller, Blue Streak, Seabird, Judgement of Anubis, Bamboo Print, Embargo, Chemical Green, Coblat Halftone, Fuel Rod, Photic Zone, Irradiated Alert, Carbon Fiber), MP9 (Featherweight, Wild Lily, Pandora's Box, Stained Glass, Bulldozer, Dark Age, Hot Rod, Hypnotic, Hydra, Rose Iron, Music Box, Setting Sun, Food Chain, Airlock, Mount Fuji, Starlight Protector, Ruby Poison Dart, Deadly Poison), MP5-SD (Liquidation, Oxide Oasis, Phosphor, Nitro, Agent, Autumn Twilly), Shotguns, Machineguns - Sawed-Off (Kiss♥Love, First Class, Orange DDPAT, Rust Coat, The Kraken, Devourer, Mosaico, Wasteland Princess, Bamboo Shadow, Copper, Serenity, Limelight, Apocalypto), XM1014 (Frost Borre, Ancient Lore, Red Leather, Elegant Vines, Banana Leaf, Jungle, Urban Perforated, Grassland, Blaze Orange, Heaven Guard, VariCamo Blue, Entombed, XOXO, Seasons, Tranquility, Bone Machine, Incinegator, Teclu Burner, Black Tie, Zombie Offensive, Watchdog), Nova (Baroque Orange, Hyper Beast, Green Apple, Antique, Modern Hunter, Walnut, Forest Leaves, Graphite, Blaze Orange, Rising Skull, Tempest, Bloomstick, Interlock, Quick Sand, Moon in Libra, Clean Polymer, Red Quartz, Toy Soldier), MAG-7 (Insomnia, Cinqueda, Counter Terrace, Prism Terrace, Memento, Chainmail, Hazard, Justice, Bulldozer, Silver, Core Breach, Firestarter, Praetorian, Heat, Hard Water, Monster Call, BI83 Spectrum, SWAG-7), M249 (Humidor, Shipping Forecast, Blizzard Marbleized, Downtown, Jungle DDPAT, Nebula Crusader, Impact Drill, Emerald Poison Dart), Negev (Mjölnir, Anodized Navy, Palm, Power Loader, Bratatat, CaliCamo, Phoenix Stencil, Infrastructure, Boroque Sand), Wear - Factory New (FN), Minimal Wear (MW), Field-Tested (FT), Well-Worn (WW), Battle-Scarred (BS), Stickers Holo/Foil/Gold - Katowice 2014, Krakow 2017, Howling Dawn, Katowice 2015, Crown, London 2018, Cologne 2014, Boston 2018, Atlanta 2017, Cluj-Napoca 2015, DreamHack 2014, King on the Field, Harp of War, Winged Difuser, Cologne 2016, Cologne 2015, MLG Columbus 2016, Katowice 2019, Berlin 2019, RMR 2020, Stockholm 2021, Antwerp 2022, Swag Foil, Flammable foil, Others - Souvenirs, Agents, Pins, Passes, Gifts, Music Kits, Cases, Keys, Capsules, Packages, Patches
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2023.06.04 23:27 truedilemma What happened to these six older and elderly women? A write up of five women who went missing under mysterious circumstances.
This post is about a couple of older and elderly women who vanished without a trace. I wanted to include women who disappeared without much of an explanation. When elderly people go missing, their disappearances can often be chalked up to a dementia-related event. I believe many elderly people who vanished with their cars may be in the bottom of lakes and rivers. Those who lived near wilderness may have gotten lost and died of exposure. Those who were picked up or hitchhiked could've been brought to a hospital where they were unable to communicate their true identity. The women I included went missing under more suspicious circumstances. Mayme Hart Johnson -
Disappeared June 12th, 2000 from Nashville, Tennessee.
Mayme is the first on the list and the reason I decided to do this post. On June 12th, 2000, Mayme Hart Johnson, a local historian, researcher, and teacher went missing from Nashville, Tennessee. Mayme, who was 85, lived in the 100 block of Bosley Springs Road in West Nashville with her son, Sam, in his apartment. At 6:30 am that morning, her son woke to find his mother gone. While he reported that he wasn't initially concerned because Mayme occasionally left the apartment around that time, he became alarmed when she didn't return by lunchtime. Where Mayme would go/what she would do at that time is not known. Richland Creek
is close by to the apartments, but from what I've seen, it's narrow and a body would probably soon be found if it was in there, despite it being 28 miles long. Of course, there is always a chance she made it into a larger body of water that concealed her. A maintenance man from the Johnson's building told authorities that he had seen Mayme at 6:30 am the day she went missing. This was around the time Sam woke up. Whether this employee saw her outside the building, inside the building, near or on her apartment floor, or down the street is not mentioned. At the time of her disappearance Mayme was 5'5, 120 pounds, with brown eyes and gray hair, and last seen wearing pink pants and a pink blouse. Whether these were pajamas or not (possibly indicating a dementia-like episode, where she got up out of the house and left without telling her son or getting dressed) is, like many things in this case, unknown. Mayme, as I mentioned, was a historian and if you google her name you will find a few sites that show her body of work. In 1986, she published "A Treasury of Tennessee Churches". A search for Mayme was conducted in the Nashville area and extended to Huntingdon, TN, where her husband's grave was, and where she had been visiting the weekend before she vanished. There was also an aerial search of Eastern Maury County that took place in July 2000 after law enforcement came up with a theory that she could be a target of the I-65 rapist. I'm not sure where police got this idea from. The I-65/Days Inn Killer, now identified as Harry Edward Greenwell, murdered three hotel clerks (ages 21, 24, 34) in the late 1980s. He also sexually assaulted a 21 year old hotel clerk in 1990. While LE does believe he's connected to more violent crimes, I'm not sure how they link Mayme to him--if you know, please add your knowledge in the comments. After the aerial search, nothing was found linking anything to Mayme. In 2008 she was declared deceased.
- Helen Joyce Rawley
- disappeared June 4th, 2003 from College Park, Maryland
Helen Joyce Rawley lived in a bungalow on the 4600 block of Knox Road in College Park, Maryland with her son. 75 year old Helen went by her middle name "Joyce" so that is how I'll refer to her. Seventy-five year old Joyce and her son, Tom, had lived together since the death of Joyce's husband of 48 years, Nelson, in 2001. Between 6:45 and 7:00 am on June 4th, 2003, Joyce was last seen by her tenant, a man who had rented a room at the Rawley home for the last eight years. Joyce was seen by him on her porch that morning as he returned home from work. Beginning the day after her husband died in February 2001, Joyce suffered two strokes four days apart. Because of the strokes, she was unable to talk and considered disabled because of her inability to communicate. In 2002, Joyce underwent chemotherapy and radiation for rectal cancer. She was on medication that made her tired and weak. She didn't go out anywhere by herself except to get the mail. Her mind remained "sound", according to her son. The day she went missing, her son returned home from his foreman job at 3:30 pm, and found the house empty with the lights off. Joyce's purse and wallet remained left behind in her bedroom, everything was in place, and there were no signs of a robbery. Police tracked Joyce's scent out the front door which she never used, and to the corner of the block. However, she went missing on a "rain-soaked" and "dreary" day and it's possible the bad weather could've washed away any more of her scent outside. Since the death of her husband who died unexpectedly in his sleep, and her two other sons who died together in a 1982 boating accident, Joyce's immediate family consisted of her remaining child Tom, who was unmarried and childless at the time of his mother's disappearance. If she had other family out of the area is unknown. She does have a beach house in Annapolis, Maryland, but had not visited there after she went missing. She was 75 when she disappeared, standing between 5'4-5'5 and 110 pounds. Due to her cancer, she wore a colostomy bag and was on several medications that she can't go long without. Fliers with Joyce's information went out, woods were searched, local bus drivers were notified and questioned if they had seen her, and hospitals had been checked. A helicopter flew over the city at night with a heat-detecting device. No sight of her was ever found. She had brown eyes and white hair and was last seen in a sweatshirt and slacks. She enjoys gardening, crossword puzzles, and reading. Police don't suspect foul play and Tom isn't considered a suspect (neither is the tenant who was the last to see her), but they aren't sure what could've happened.
- Maebell Dawson
- disappeared January 3rd, 1998 from Jefferson Township, Ohio
68 year old Maebell Dawson had lived in a one bedroom apartment on the 2nd floor of the Martin Luther Manor Living Center on Liscum Drive for about a year when she went missing. Maebell was divorced, had two daughters, and had retired from a hospital housekeeping job two years prior. Maebell was close to her family, and when calls to reach her went unanswered for two days, by January 5th, her residence was checked. Nothing in the second-story apartment was missing or out of place. Her winter coat was draped over a chair, her wallet, credit cards, cash, and a check for rent dated 1/8/98 were all found in her purse on the table. Her bank account was never accessed again. There were no signs of forced entry, a struggle or robbery inside the apartment. LE does not believe Maebell was attacked from her apartment or lured from the premises, but they do believe foul play was involved. According to CharleyProject, suicide "has not been ruled out but has been deemed unlikely". In 1998, Maebell was between 5'4 - 5'6 and 180 pounds. She had brown eyes and gray hair, wore glasses, and was last seen in a tan jogging suit. She was last seen entering her apartment at 9:30 pm on January 3rd. Five and a half years after her disappearance, Maebell was declared legally dead.
- Norma Mae Maynard
- disappeared February 3rd, 1979 from Boone, Iowa.
Norma Mae Maynard went missing in early February of 1979, just two weeks after the unexpected death of her husband, Carl, on January 19th. Norma and Carl had been married for three decades and Norma was deeply grieving the loss. Norma lived with her 30 year old son, and he was the last to see his mother. He stated that shortly before noon on February 2nd, he found a note from his 61 year old mother that stated she was on her way to Los Angeles, not to look for her, and that she'd get in touch again someday. The validity of this note (if seen by LE, if handwritten analysis was performed, etc) is not known. Norma's purse and a few items of clothing were missing, but her checkbook and jewelry were left behind. There was no sign of a break-in at the house. Her husband's pension which she lived off of and her bank account with savings was not touched. Norma was a shy woman who spent most of her time at home and had a regular routine. She didn't drive and her brothers stated that she had never been more than a few miles from her hometown. Her husband's funeral bill was paid for by a check dated four days after she vanished and signed by "Mrs. Carl Maynard". According to Charley Project, "The signature appeared to match Maynard's handwriting, and her son said she had signed a blank check and left it with him to fill in and pay the bill". The validity of this is not known either. A sighting of a woman matching Norma's description was seen by a local Greyhound bus station employee. The woman was boarding a bus bound for Los Angeles. Police are not sure of the accuracy of this sighting and consider it "shaky". Norma didn't drive but she didn't normally travel by bus, and why she allegedly went to Los Angeles is unknown: she had no friends or family there. Norma's son was not considered a suspect in her case, though some members of her family believe he was involved in her disappearance. He has maintained his innocence and has since moved out of state. Norma was 5'3 tall and weight 175 pounds, with blue eyes and gray hair. If she was alive today, she'd be 105. I believe someone close to her knows what happened and made up the story about her leaving for California. My second theory would be suicide, and she made up the California story so her family wouldn't worry.
- Yu Chin Goodson
- disappeared March 25th, 2005 from Russellville, Franklin County, Alabama.
Yu Chin Goodson is one of the youngest on my list, and at 57, I wouldn't classify her as elderly, but she is an older woman with a lot of mental and physical issues, who went missing under mysterious circumstances like these other women. Yu Chin is an Asian woman suffering from paranoid schizophrenia, diabetes, and a heart problem which required daily medication. In 2005, she was living in group home for patients with mental disabilities in Russellville, Alabama. On March 25th, 2005, a witness claimed to see Yu Chin enter a small, older grey or silver car with a loud muffler. The car was headed toward the Decatur, Alabama area, which is where her son lives. Staff at the group home were informed that Yu Chin was gone, and within 15 minutes of her disappearance, the police were notified and a search for Yu Chin began. No trace of her was ever found. Her son, who lives in the Decatur area, was never contacted by his mother. There has been no mention of foul play, and authorities believe she could currently be homeless and living in shelters. At the time of this write up, she has been missing for almost twenty years and would be around 75 if still alive.
- Barbara B. Blount
- disappeared May 2nd, 2008 from Holden, Louisiana
Barbara B. Blount was a 58 year old widow who lived on the same road as her children, kept in regular contact with her family and friends, and was active in her local church. It came as a surprise one morning when her nephew came over to visit her residence in rural Livingston Parish, Louisiana, and Barbara was nowhere to be found. A neighbor had just spoken to her over the phone, and Barbara had said she was cleaning out her kitchen cabinets. By the time her nephew had arrived for a visit, the front door was wide open, Barbara's phone was lying on the floor with the battery pulled out, her car was gone, and Barbara was missing. Besides for the unusual circumstances in the home, police didn't find any proof of forced entry. A few hours later in the late afternoon, the silver four door 2006 Toyota Camry Barbara owned was found a quarter of a mile from her home. It was found 25-30 yards off the main road and out of sight, hidden by trees. No trace of Barbara was discovered, baffling friends and family who described Barbara as a cautious individual who carried a gun when she went outside to milk the cows and didn't open the door to strangers. Waterways and woods were searched in attempt to find Barbara, but nothing was ever found.
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2023.06.04 23:23 spreebiz [Discussion] The Anthropocene Reviewed by John Green - Chapters 22 - 24 (CNN, Harvey, The Yips)
Welcome back to another check-in for The Anthropocene Reviewed by John Green!
Today we look at the news cycle, a black-and-white movie about an imaginary rabbit, and a mental block often found in sports.
SUMMARY Chapter 22: CNN
. America's first 24 hour news network began on June 1st, 1980. John does think it provides a service, some investigative journalism, but it does report the news, not what is noteworthy or important but what is new
. He discusses how ongoing crises aren't usually covered, and particularly not with background information or context. Then, John describes living with his roommates in 2003, after the invasion of Iraq, means a lot of cable news, while Hassan waits for news about his relatives (they were okay). CNN shows some footage from Baghdad, a home using plywood to cover a hole, and some graffiti on the plywood, implying anger and hatred in the city. However, when translated, the graffiti reads ""Happy Birthday, sir, despite the circumstances." showing CNN's lack of context. 2 stars Chapter 23: Harvey
. John discusses a particularly bad depressive episode after a breakup leading him to leave his job in Chicago at Booklist and moving back to Florida with his parents. After some advice to talk to the magazine's publisher, Bill Ott, he watches Harvey
with his parents. The movie provides John some relief during his recovery and is able to return to Chicago and his job, with some hope. 5 stars. Chapter 24: The Yips
. This essay begins with a description of a young pitcher Rick Ankiel, who was a great pitcher starting out, until he contracted the yips during a playoff game. The yips can appear differently in different sports, but is not unique to baseball. John also describes how a tennis player, Ana Ivanovic had the yips in throwing her serves. John also experiences the yips when trying to hit a forehand in tennis. Anxiety can worsen the yips, but seem to be caused by a physiological problem (but maybe one causes the other). Rick returns to baseball as an outfielder and ended his career with over fifty home runs. 1.5 stars
See you on June 6th when u/bluebelle236
will present the next three chapters about Auld Lang Syne, Googling Strangers, and Indianapolis.
If you like to read ahead, check out the marginalia
! Beware the spoilers though.
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