You know technology literacy is dying because I saw this meme with 76k likes

F11 the full screen button? You’re scared of the full screen button? F10?? It opens the menu bar???

Computers are so scary what if I accidentally hit F12 in a steam game and it takes a screenshot. What if I press shift + F12 while in word and accidentally save my document 😖

If you had to learn what the F keys on your computer do through me reblogging this post, then I'm glad you did. Computer literacy is not a skill that gets taught anymore, and it is absolutely one that needs to be taught in order to be learned. Don't ever feel bad for not knowing something, but ☝️ don't ever stop learning learning about your environment, the tools you use, and especially the people around you

Yeah I said something similar yesterday but we can NOT let what happened to Renee Good cloud what happened to everyone else at the hands of these SS Demons!!!

Because we can’t disregard one person if we’re for human rights!

Apparently ICE now has agents posing as utility workers to get into people's homes. The electric and gas companies have posted information on how to tell if it's one of their workers, and numbers to call to confirm whether they've sent someone to do utility work on your house.

Stay safe, friends.

Some people have shared stories of suspicious “sales representatives” knocking on homes, asking about the home owners and who lives there, fishing for phone numbers, but do not provide business cards, company id, company phone numbers, etc when asked.

They come in pairs, never one person though one may hag back a bit. They have been seen using cars with significantly tinted windows, no business logos anywhere on the vehicle, or parking close to the home they walked up to only to drive away right after without visiting other homes, almost as if they’re not real sales people.

True door to door salespeople need a sort of peddler’s license, subject to city and county law, to solicit at your door. You can ask to see this permit. If they don’t provide one or make an excuse, they are likely bogus.

They wear a jacket with a company logo but likely don’t wear name tags and the Don’t provide id.

Tell them you’ll call the company about a noncompliant representative. Make them leave. Better yet not to open the door to them, and tell them nothing.

Actual sales reps also generally do follow “no soliciting” signs. Be aware, be safe, don’t give out your information or that of others under duplicitous means.

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Sounds legit

Do not forget the other victims of ICE

as much as we must mourn and stand in solidarity with Renee Nicole Good, please do not forget the other victims of ice raids, who are not white. Silverio Villegas González, a cook from mexico who was dropping his son off at daycare and was murdered Jaime Alanis, a farmer from mexico who fell off a green house at the farm where he worked to send money to his wife and daughter Roberto Carlos Montoya Valdez, a father and grandfather from Guatemala who was hit by a car Josué Castro Rivera, a garden from Honduras who was struck by a car And so many others who were killed or are dying in detention centres, prisons ect racial bias is always something we must be aware of, Renee will be focused on because she was a white woman and a US citizen, but do not forget all the other victims of ICE, may they all rest in power

and Keith Porter

[ID: "Cold weather reminder. Do NOT plug space heaters into power strips or extension cords. Plug space heaters directly into the wall outlet. Power strips are not designed to handle the high current flow required by a space heater and can overheat causing a fire."

A photo is attached of a power strip with an extremely charred end. Part of the power strip's wire is also charred. End ID]

My husband, an electrician, told me I have to reblog this.

For clarification's sake, is this true everywhere? I ask because I know that different countries have different quality home electricity provision; American home electricity Ain't Great compared with most of Europe, for example. In Wales I have never heard of this being a Thing, but our electricity comes in 240V flavour, so possibly the higher current naturally avoids this issue?

My British husband (not an electrician but electrician-adjacent) says yes this is true in the UK as well - anything that uses a lot of power should be plugged directly into the wall rather than an extension lead

Good to know, thank you!

*gets up to replug space heater*

So many people never learned to live with harmless discomfort at any point in their lives and holy fuck does it show

“But I wanna know!” You’re gonna have to learn to be ok with not knowing some things, especially when those things involve personal details about strangers that they’re not comfortable sharing.

“But it’s confusing!” If you take the time to educate yourself it’ll no longer be confusing. Otherwise you’re just gonna have to learn to be ok with being confused.

“But it’s weird!” You probably do weird things all the time. Everyone does weird things sometimes. Life goes on.

“But it scares me!” Is it hurting you? No? You’ll be fine. Being scared and being harmed are not always the same thing. Learn to tell the difference and then act accordingly.

“But I want it!” And I want a million dollars. You can’t always get what you want.

A lot of people were also never told “no” as children and the consequences of that manifest in similar ways. Learn to be ok with being told “no.” You’re not gonna die if you don’t get your way in every single situation ever.

The thing is I don’t want to be needed and I don’t need to be fixed

there’s a pretty high chance this is a CPTSD thing overlapping with the AroAce thing but if I could just indulge that a moment anyways:

I met a fellow once who I fell into a debate with- whether it was preferable, in an intimate relationship, to be Needed or to be Wanted.

His perspective was that he wanted to be a half of a whole- Needed, in order to make a single unit. To Complete someone, and have them Complete him. He said the ideal place to be in such a relationship would be to feel Needed. Like a Provider, Protector, Supporter, like he had something in himself that others lacked.

I can sort of see the appeal, if I squint and tilt my head a little. Like an optical illusion.

My take was that it would be far better to be Wanted. To be superfluous, but Desired. To fulfill no special purpose except to be Present and Delighted in.

He couldn’t seem to find the appeal in this concept, the same as I couldn’t find the appeal in his, and I find it a little baffling.

I’ve experienced being Needed. People have Needed me for all kinds of things: safety, strength, security, support, reassurance, advice, a spare set of hands. When I was new to being Needed, it made me feel special, like I was Stronger, Better, Chosen. Then it became a task to Stay Needed, because if my own needs ever outweighed my usefulness, I was no longer desirable to have around.

Being loved, in my experience, has almost always been in some way tied to Need more than Desire, and as such I find myself honestly a bit lost and scared of loving or being loved- because the only way I know how to Love is to Give, and Give, and Give, and when I Give too much to the wrong person then they’ll just leave when there’s nothing else to Take. Or when they Want something I don’t know how to provide.

I don’t know if I will ever feel romantic love, and I think I’m scared of it, because it feels as though the love I’ve known the most has been the kind that’s more like ownership. Like putting a leash around your neck and letting someone take it. And I’m not sure if I’m capable of anything else.

I don’t mind being the way I am- I don’t need anyone to change me, and the thing I am isn’t a raw and open wound that needs healed so much as a tree that’s grown around a fence.

There’s no correcting that, no way of separating the natural from the foreign, not without carving pieces out and destroying what’s alive and thriving- and it’s a healthy tree, despite the shape of it, capable of flowering and putting down roots.

I’m fascinated by the idea of love, I think. A bit like how a sailor might be fascinated by stories of men going mad and tossing themselves to the sea.

It could happen to me, is the thought that grips him. I hope it doesn’t.

But what is it like?

since I know for a fact survival theft will be going up this month, do not steal from Target, they have some of if not The highest end security measures in place, even if they don't call you out on your first theft, they know you did it, and they're waiting until you've stolen enough to get the law involved.

I am dead serious. Do not fucking steal from Target, you Will be caught.

There are many many many many many many many employees and other entities confirming this and providing sources in the notes, but I will do so Again.

Accurate. Language matters.

So many cheaters refuse to acknowledge that cheating on their partner will irrevocably change and possibly destroy their relationship with their kid. “Yeah, I cheated on you but that is no reason to keep my daughter away from me.” Your daughter probably does not want to see you because she now feels you are no longer a trustworthy and safe adult. If you’re willing to destroy her life, her mother’s self esteem and 20+ years of marriage for the joy and ego boost of fucking someone 10 years older than her, there is no guarantee you will choose her over your own pleasure in other serious situations.

They love to start playing the ‘parental alienation’ card when their adolescent and teenage children want nothing to do with them and/or their new partner after infidelity. A parent does not need to maliciously manipulate their child for that child to hold a grudge against the other parent for harming them. Even if the partner you cheated on isn’t the other parent of your child, it will still damage the way your child sees you and the respect and bond associated with that. When you cheat you damage your relationships with so many people in your life, not just the person you cheated on. Your children will also often see it as a betrayal.

My dad never fucking understood this, he used to just scream in my face that my mom brainwashed me lol.

#a lot of pro-lifers fail to understand that late term abortions happens to women who wanted the child#but are forced to terminate the pregnancy because of issues like these or malformations or are life-threatening to the mother#and this behaviour is just causing pain on more pain#pro-life is just being sadistic and cruel 99% of the time for the sake of it

and she COULD have chosen death. She COULD have chosen not to abort. She COULD have let her baby die slowly and followed after. You could choose that, too, if you had the choice. It’s not about forcing abortions on people. It’s not about making them do it. It’s about having a choice, and protecting that choice. So that people can choose.

Everyone should have the ability to choose.

I am my father’s daughter.

Except… I’m not.

I’m not cruel.

I’m not reactionary.

I’m not unfair. Or unwilling.

I’m not scary. I’m not angry.

I’m not the werewolf in my dreams. The one that lurks, and preys, and waits until I let my guard down to eat away at me.

I don’t demand people’s fear because I’m too afraid I won’t earn their respect.

I have empathy. I have emotional intelligence.

I’m not my father’s daughter.

No. Not at all. Not even a little bit.

Except…I think that maybe I am.

I think about that time when I made a girl cry in middle school because she made me feel small.

Or the time I called my landlord a cunt because she made me feel weak.

How many times have I taken someone’s power

to stop feeling powerless?

I think I am my father’s daughter.

I think he’s in every part of myself that I hate.

I think that maybe he was his father’s son.

I think he’s tried and failed to cope with his monster.

I think I’m destined to repeat the cycle.

But fuck destiny. I’ll create my own.

I’ll scratch and claw away at the monster he's made me until it learns to fear me.

I’ll eat that monster down to its bones.

I’ll swallow it whole.

I am my father’s daughter.

But I’m trying not to be.