By David Futrelle
The last time we checked in on YouTube philosopher racist crackpot Stefan Molyneux, he was trying his hand at slam poetry, sort of. Now he’s become a beauty blogger. Or beauty tweeter, anyway, unleashing a veritable tweetstorm on the subject of makeup over the last several days.
I’ve been going through his tweets and have extracted these Six Fun New Makeup Tips for Devious Females.
Simulate the look of sexual arousal by painting your lips a deep red because everyone who’s had actual sex with real human females knows that their lips turn the shade of a cherry whenever they’re feeling really horny. It’s just science!
Use lipstick to arouse the male’s monkey brain, because obviously our primate ancestors wore tons of makeup. (Just don’t go too far and arouse the lizard brain because then the guy you’re trying to win might ignore you and start trying to catch nearby flies with his tongue.)
Use makeup to hide the fact that you’re a wrinkled old crone of, oh, 45 or so.
Use makeup to manipulate gullible men and extract their man-resources!
Feeling hungry? Apply lipstick at once and get some beta male dupe to pay for your $100 dinner.
Use makeup to con wealthy investors into pouring millions of dollars into your fraudulent blood testing startup!
Now, I suppose I should add that the last woman who pulled this particular long con got caught and is probably going to jail. But honestly, gals, her makeup skills were pretty basic, at best; surely you can do a better job and succeed where she failed!
COMING SOON (probably): Stefan takes aim at the dastardly tool of dude manipulation known as the Wonderbra.
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Average woman does not swallow between three and nine pounds of lipstick over the course of their lifetime. Lipstick Maybella, who eats a gallon of lipstick every morning for breakfast, is an outlier who should not have been counted.
Goddamnit Snowberry, I cackled.
@Catalpa
I only have a long-suffering “exaaaaactly” of agreement for this.
@Epitome
I try to be a bit more careful with wearing lipstick these days. Without being to tmi, once I left a bunch of kiss marks on my fiancé, like on his jaw and neck, and chest. He ended up being allergic to it and broke out in kiss shape hives. We knew he had an allergy to cheap metal, but we didn’t know about lip stick. I don’t exactly know what caused it, if it was just that type of lipstick or if it’s lipstick in general. He was just lucky it didn’t get into more sensitive areas.
Bernie Madoff would have never pulled of his 30 billion dollar Ponzi scheme is his lips were not so red and fertile.
@Yutolia:
Plus the expensive bottle of wine meant to impress her. Then when it doesn’t work, it’s “omg she swindled me out of a bottle of wine !!”
I’m more cheap cupcake wine or a margarita kind of gal myself. Old wine just taste….old…. Ah yes let me just continue sipping this raisin water, thank you. No need for anything fresh tasting.
OT, but I need help.
With three somewhat-interrelated things, in fact.
I’m at my wits end with these things and I just don’t know what to do.
First: since the first of this month, I have been nearly 100% ineffective at getting a single goddamned thing done, and I don’t really understand why. The feedback I’m getting from the world around me is that I’m somehow a completely incompetent buffoon who shouldn’t be trusted with a burnt match, but I can’t for the life of me find anywhere where I am making a mistake. But let’s just list things out:
1. I’ve been trying to do a backup of my computer files since August 1. I have not yet been able to complete the job successfully, and it is not for lack of effort. This should more or less be a “point, click, and wait” thing, so I can’t think of any rational explanation for my finding it so inordinately difficult that instead of taking 12 hours it’s taking 12 days … and counting.
2. Of course, I’ve not gotten anything much else done on computer since August 1 because those things are waiting until the goddamned backup is done! This includes patching the OS(!) as well as various projects of mine. All I’ve been able to do is web browsing and the like, basically, for nearly two weeks now.
3. As for off the computer, well, I don’t have much of a life off there, but what there is is also going straight down the shitter at breakneck speed. First let’s look at the medication issue (oh no, not that again). After two months, my supply was running out and of course “health care connect” sent 1 snail-mail saying they’d contact me when they found me a doctor, then nothing. Most likely it doesn’t exist to actually find people doctors, but to placate them. People will send in the forms, then sit back and not rock the boat, when they should be picketing Queen’s Park and demanding that Ford and the Ontario Legislature fix the mess they’ve made of the healthcare system.
4. I finally give up and decide to go to the ER, on a Monday, but for no logical reason they’re not doing things like prescriptions, for which the wait would be a “mere” 2 hours, only emergency-emergency stuff, for which the wait is 7 hours. They say to come back on Wednesday because they expect to be swamped on Tuesday. Of course if they’re only providing clinic services 4 days a week it will probably be bad on all four days …
5. So that necessitates an extra several kilometer walk that week (what, do they think everybody owns a car or something? Every. Single. Business. in this benighted town seems to love to randomly refuse service and tell you to “come back tomorrow” or similarly, as if that’s only a minor inconvenience, an extra five or ten minutes of time they’re demanding from you, rather than hours. It’s like non-car-owning people are completely invisible to them or something), where pursuant to what the person had said on Monday I go to somewhere called “Zone B”. Where I’m promptly told to go all the way back and sign in first and jump through an assortment of hoops that will merely result in being told to go back to Zone B. So, another pointless waste of time. I go back and there’s no obvious sign in thingy, just a waiting room and in one corner a desk with a bunch of miscellaneous documents and boxes on it, mostly brochures unrelated to the reason for my visit. There’s nobody there who seems to be an employee to ask about this either. After a while someone in a smock with a nametag wanders within hailing range and I ask them, and they say to take one particular thing from one of the many miscellaneous stacks of paper on that desk, fill it in, and put it in one of the particular boxes. Nothing about how to make anyone aware that something was put in that box so they’ll come and take it out of the box.
6. Long story short, it’s about 20 minutes before I get told to go back to Zone B, and another hour and 20, at least, before I get seen. Whereupon I get a new prescription, but the dosage is inexplicably halved from what I had been taking. Which I don’t notice until after I’ve left, of course.
7. Get it filled at pharmacy (no Byzantine bureaucratic rigmarole there at least — God help anyone who arrives at that ER with something acutely wrong, like a heart attack! — but another 20 minute wait) and carry on with that day. Have to hope that I can manage on the reduced dose, because I can’t think of any way to increase it without going through that whole mess a second time, when I should only have to do it once (or zero times!)
8. So, to recap, the way to get one’s prescriptions filled in Ontario now requires roughly an order of magnitude more sitting around in institutionally-drab waiting rooms than it used to. How does this benefit anybody, or even cut costs? This follows a general pattern with today’s rant: none of it makes any sense, even as a way for some rich bastard somewhere to make himself richer. It just seems to be done purely to cause suffering, in some cases for everyone below some income line in Ontario and in other cases singling me out. This would be one of the “everyone” cases.
9. Next time I go out anywhere it’s to shop, both for groceries and for clothes. My shorts are wearing out. The groceries I need are hard to find except at the shittier end of town, where there’s a NoFrills attached to a run-down old mall with only about 3 operating stores left in it and giant holes in the ceiling(!) that have gone unrepaired since sometime early in the winter(!!) — I expect it will be condemned pretty soon, and I wonder where the hell I’ll get oatmeal chocolate chip cookies after that. The only clothing store in the entire area is a Value Village across the road. Fortunately in its own freestanding building, because the mall roof with all the holes is, of course, leaky as hell.
10. The NoFrills looks like it’s been ransacked by Vikings. Half the space on many of the shelves is empty, for no logical reason. There’s no oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, and most of the items I wanted need substituting. “We must have sold out. Come back tomorrow!” Why didn’t you order as much as you were going to sell? And why do you idiots continue to think that “come back tomorrow” is a minor ten-minute inconvenience instead of a 3-hour walk the day after making oneself all stiff and sore with a 3-hour walk? Oh, right, because “everybody” (or everybody that matters, to them) has a car, right, right …
11. And of course the Value Village has nothing in my size. Apparently they don’t believe in men with greater than size 44 waists.
12. So earlier today I head out again, to the other end of town, after several days to rest and recuperate, to get a few groceries and again try to replace my wearing-out shorts before they wear through in the wrong place and I get fucking arrested. I get there and the power there is out, about which more anon. I end up having to sit around and wait for nearly two hours before they deign to turn the power back on and reopen.
13. I find some 46s that fit nicely, without being too tight, in the fitting room. Buy them, go to the washroom, and the men’s is closed for cleaning. Couldn’t they wait until closing time, or at least just bloody time it differently than when they see me walking toward it?
14. After another needless wait, I change there into one of the new shorts, and not long after I’ve left the store it starts slipping down. It seems to fit more loosely than it did twenty minutes earlier in the changing room. WTF? I spend the rest of that trip hiking it back up. At least I have a belt back home, with which it should work fine. Of course, nowhere in existence seems to sell size 45s. Just even numbers, even if there are people for whom 44 is too tight and 46 is loose enough to be prone to slippage without a belt. Arrrgh.
15. And of course the reduced dosage of that medication is having negative consequences, as in intermittent heartburn when I’m going to/in bed. At least it seems to still be sufficient to keep those god-awful cramps at bay … so far, anyway.
So, at the end of these two weeks I have: No backup done, no other computer-project-tasks done, no oatmeal cookies, half of a prescription, pants that while they aren’t developing holes (and chafing) around the thighs are not as convenient to wear as they could have been, and most of these things after two to three attempts (a lot more in the case of that fucking backup).
Second: the backup.
I can’t explain this one in any other way than that someone is intentionally sabotaging me. But I haven’t a clue how.
Every attempt, EVERY SINGLE ATTEMPT since the start of August has SYSTEMATICALLY failed. I started using the built in Windows Backup tool. I had used it to do the previous backup (after a number of unwarranted interruptions, but ultimately successfully). This time it ground along at something like 1/4 the speed it had had then, so instead of taking three days it was passing day five and looking likely to take at least until day seven(!) … without my having change any configuration options. It wasn’t that one of my drives had connected at a lower speed: a) there’s a message for that (“your device can perform better in a USB 3.0 slot” or to that effect) that never came up and b) by monitoring the backup process’s resource usage I could see that it was spending abnormally long “think times” between each copy of files to the backup drive and starting to build the next batch from the source drives. The extra time was being spent fiddling with its housekeeping files on the internal C: drive, not talking to either external. So definitely nothing to do with the externals or their cables.
On day six, with perhaps hours to go, someone blipped my power off and back on again.
The Windows Backup tool is semi-resumable. The first stages are done over completely from scratch, and (with my prodigious pile of files, a lifetime accumulation of them) takes about 3 hours. It did some more (and without the weird slowdown this time — it was back up to the speed it had had on previous occasions of backing up files) and then it just errored out.
The external drive that stores some of my files is getting a bit flaky. (All the more reason to be backing it up!) Sometimes a file seems to succumb to some form of bit rot. Usually the backup tool logs that and keeps going, and if the file is an old one I haven’t changed recently I can restore it from the previous backup. There had been several of these already at this point. But this time it just quit entirely, with a fair amount of files not even attempted, and it refused to name the problem file. My efforts to identify this file by other means failed. I induced a read of every file in the directory it had stopped during, without any of them generating an I/O error. I thought it might be an intermittent fault of some kind and ran the backup again, but it packed it in at the exact same point. Some evidence pointed to the backup’s own-created volume shadow copy being the culprit rather than the original file, but doing a delete all shadow copies on that drive resulted in a message that there were none to delete, so, the backup apparently is creating a fresh one each time and deleting it after on its own rather than reusing any of it. Yet the same exact spot is getting corrupted every single time?
So I get and run a second backup tool. Turns out that the supposedly “slow” free edition is faster than the Windoze built-in one. Until, of course, when it’s a few hours from being done (after less than one day of runtime) yep, someone blips my power again.
After that, I run the backup tool again hoping it will resume where it left off, but after it spends three hours indexing all the files to possibly copy it immediately aborts with an error that is not very informative. I ultimately dig into a (not really human-readable) logfile it generated and it seems to have failed on the very first file in the traversal order, with a “can’t create file”. I decide it must be too dumb to be able to resume and go to examine the backup file it created. That file is not zero-length but is not readable by their tool (and unlike Windoze’s zip files isn’t readable by any other that I am aware of). Apparently if a backup with this tool is interrupted it’s completely corrupted and there’s no alternative but to delete the failed backup and do the whole job over from scratch. I go to delete the half-done backup and it won’t delete. What the fuck?
The whole drive has somehow become read-only. After some digging it seems the fix is to chkdsk it, but chkdsk hangs at an early stage. Canceling and retrying, every subsequent attempt immediately gives an error message which is totally uninformative and about which there is nothing useful findable with Google or on M$’s webshite.
Ultimately the only fix seems to be to freaking hex-edit the freaking disk as a raw heap of bits’n’bytes, not exactly a job for the faint of heart, to clear the “dirty” bit and then just pray the inability to chkdsk it doesn’t lead to worse problems down the line. I, being technically savvy, am fortunately able to do this (why isn’t there an automated recovery tool for this? or a chkdsk that actually works correctly?) and presto! the drive is read/write again.
Why the backup program I was using doesn’t check for “is the destination drive not writable” before getting 3 hours in I don’t know, but “they did it just to annoy me, specifically” doesn’t seem to be beyond the pale given the sum total of all of these events.
So I get it going again and again when it is within a couple of hours of done, bam! Some fucking asshole blips my power. And then yesterday I get it going again and today, once more with it on the proverbial home stretch, the asshole turns off the power to my apartment again. And this time leaves it off. That’s when I went out to at least get some shopping done only to find the mall (the non-shitty one at the other end of town, with only a handful of empty storefronts instead of almost nothing but) was also without power, even though it was bloody miles away. They made me sit around waiting for well over another hour. Apparently the art of manually entered double-entry bookkeeping is a lost one and modern day shopkeepers are utterly helpless without working computers?
Oh, and that was right around dinner time, so I had no way to eat either. Only one restaurant in the fucking city had any power and it had a waiting list hours long by the time I got there. I’ve no way to cook at home without power, since trying to use a barbecue indoors is an excellent way to commit suicide by carbon monoxide poisoning and I don’t have a yard or even a balcony. What would I have done for food if it had shut off and stayed that way for days, instead of just hours? And there’s no reason to think my unseen nemesis isn’t capable of such a heinous act.
Of course I had to hex-edit the bloody backup drive again. I haven’t bothered to restart the backup tool (either one of them) because at this point it is clearly futile until I get more information and help.
So I have three questions for everyone here.
1. What the bloody hell is going on in general? Why is it taking me 2 to 3 attempts to do almost any task, however basic? The failures are baffling. None point to any errors on my own part. Instead they all seem to result from someone else’s oversight or incompetence. A store not stocking as much of a product as usual here, another one thinking waist sizes stop at 44 there, and so on and so forth. About the only thing you could argue in good faith I ought to have done differently was to read the prescription more closely before leaving the doctor’s room … oh, who am I kidding, have you tried reading doctors’ handwriting?!
So, if I’m not doing something wrong here, but suddenly I’m only succeeding 1/3 of the time at tasks that normal people (and even my own past self) succeed at 99% of the time, what the fuck is the cause? Outside sabotage? But who the hell could rig all of those different and seemingly unconnected things like that? It seems to be beyond human capability. “Big Business” is a phrase heard often, but they don’t actually act monolithically as a bloc, except in their uniform support of neoliberal-and-worse politicians over progressive ones of any kind, and their uniform disdain for labor unions especially. So why would NoFrills, Value Village, and half a dozen other businesses (and a hospital that, as far as I know, is not, being Canadian, a for-profit enterprise at all) all conspire to sabotage me in various ways? It makes no sense. I don’t think it can be a conspiracy, which means either I’m making errors of some sort I don’t understand and can’t identify all of a sudden, or it’s something else.
2. Why the fuck can’t I back up my files? Why is every single attempt systematically attacked? I don’t use the word “attacked” lightly. But it’s, well, systematic. Every single attempt for two fucking weeks has somehow been blocked, with a combination of assorted glitches and buggy behaviors and, whenever I’ve managed to circumvent all of those (for the moment, because next time there might be new glitches and buggy behaviors!) and a backup of mine is in danger of completing successfully, the power goes out. You can fucking set your watch by it! As soon as the Windows tool is down to the last big directory on the external drive, or the third-party one is done with that drive and down to the internal drive (as it does the drives in the opposite order for some reason), if nothing else has gone wrong, bam! Power outage. 100% of the time, 100% predictable.
How is this being done? Who is doing it and why? How do I find out who, and make them stop? Or even hide from them the fact that I’m doing the backup until it’s fucking done and too late for them to intervene? I have no idea about any of these things. But the implications are scary, starting with someone is spying on my home. And whoever it is can not only disrupt my own machines in various ways (the appearance of whole new bugs and glitches that didn’t used to exist certainly points to this … every time I make a move, it makes a countermove) but also has the capability to black out an entire small city of nearly 20,000 people for several hours.
This suggests my adversary is a freaking nation-state level actor, or a mafia approaching an equivalent level of capability in the dirty-tricks department. (That adds a few options beyond actual nation-states, such as the Russian mob and the cult of Scientology.) I can’t think of anything that would have brought me to the attention of any of them, and I also don’t think any of them who had me on their radar as a dangerous dissident or whatever would “merely” disrupt me from backing up my files and act to make my shopping trips go poorly.
The capabilities demonstrated by my adversary point to some major organization or even a government. But the specific actions taken against me point to something very different: a petty feud and simple run-of-the-mill bullying by someone who knows me personally and wants to make my life a living hell. In other words, plain-Jane harassment by some garden-variety internet troll I pissed off or by some acquaintance I annoyed.
One who somehow has the resources of the fucking CIA to sabotage computers, power grids, and pretty much anything else they want to sabotage. And who doesn’t care if they inconvenience a shop full of people or even an entire city full of people as collateral damage.
It simply doesn’t seem credible … until I think of the alternative, which is equally not credible, which is that I’ve suddenly turned into a nincompoop at the stroke of midnight on August 1 and am making some sort of error I don’t quite understand, presumably because I turned into a nincompoop.
A nincompoop who can still download, figure out, and use an entirely novel tool (a raw disk editor) to fix a problem in ten minutes flat (and then can do it the second time, a couple of days later, without even any reference guide, just from memory). While on the other hand having become magically incompetent, literally overnight, at everything else from running a much simpler-interfaced backup tool to going to the grocery store to pick up some fucking cookies.
This makes exactly as much sense as a childish petty rival somehow having CIA-level resources with which to harass me, but then only using those resources to screw with my shopping trips and backup, when they could presumably wipe out my hard drive with a few keystrokes and have me tortured in a black site with a few more.
And the third possibility would be that this is all happenstance and coincidence, except for the minor little matter of the sheer improbability of it all. If you add up every single thing that has gone wrong in these past two weeks that no ordinary person fucks up more than 1% of the time you’re into lottery-jackpot odds before you are halfway down my list. Just the backup problems alone add up to a giant heap of improbability. Even just the timings of the power outages. Note: there were none here in June and only one brief one in July, or maybe it was the other way around. There have been about six so far in August, and it’s not even half over yet, and their cumulative duration is about three orders of magnitude more than June’s and July’s combined. So if we take it as a nominal probability of 1 in 60 per day, based on the frequency for the two months ending at the moment I started trying to back up my files, then the odds of having one in the past 12 days should have been 5:1 against, which makes what has actually happened one in fifteen thousand six hundred and twenty-five. That’s astoundingly bad luck. But then what is the probability that a one-in-fifteen-thousand fortnight coincides precisely with when I happen to be trying to back up my files? It must be even lower, probably by another order of magnitude. And then the probability that the individual outages will be timed to “whenever one of my backups reaches about 90% completion”? Now we probably need exponential notation to even write it down compactly.
So: “bad luck” seems lacking as an explanation. So does “petty rival with the backing of the NSA, or similarly”. And so does “magically became incompetent at all but one highly technical and specialized task one night by fairy magic”.
So can someone please explain all of this? Why can’t I get my files backed up? How can I get my files backed up? I’m confident now, after how many times in a row it’s happened, that if I fire it up again right now and it gets to around the 90% mark the power will go out again. I need to understand how and why that keeps happening and how to avoid it happening again. Whether that means I find a way to make a demand to someone, somewhere to “stop fucking with my power” stick, or I find a way to hide the fact that I’m running a backup tool (or at least that it has reached 90% without any errors) from … something I need to hide it from, or something I can’t even imagine at this point.
That’s request number one. How do I back up my files without the power going out yet again when it gets close to done?
Request number two is: Why am I suddenly, seemingly, incompetent at just about everything? I mean, I already seemed to have a higher rate of problems with basic tasks such as shopping than normal people experience, even after accounting for obvious factors like my limited transportation options, but it was only somewhat elevated. These past two weeks it’s gone through the roof. I have to make two or three trips to accomplish nearly every single thing that should nominally take one and used to usually take only one, even for me.
And request number three is: How do I unfuck my life? Every single one of these problems is made worse by my complete lack of any sort of reliable social support network. I have no non-online friends, and every relative in my area is of low reliability to come through in a pinch with anything (e.g., transportation. Or information. Or (instructions on how to reasonably quickly get) a hot meal while the city’s being blacked out by fucking Lex Luthor, or whoever it is I’ve managed to piss off who’s turning out to have the resources of your average comic book supervillain). There seems to be no way to meet and get to know new people in meatspace without spending money at a rate in the triple-figures-monthly ballpark, especially without a car. I am exhausted after three (count ’em, three) multi-kilometer walks in the past seven days and can barely move likely for the next two. I surely couldn’t do that every single day, which precludes getting a job even were I not thoroughly unemployable for multiple other reasons none of which I seem to have any leverage over.
One thing is clear: my entire life is on hold until I can get these solved. I can’t continue my computer projects without confidence in the ability to back up my data, as otherwise any work I do is statistically guaranteed to go up in smoke some day anyway, so why bother wasting the time doing it now? And I’ve no life beyond those, because apparently having a life beyond those is a privilege reserved to the middle class and above nowadays. So without an answer to number 1 (how do I back up without the power going out?) or number 3 I am apparently stuck here twiddling my fucking thumbs and waiting for a goddamn miracle. While being slowly tortured by number 2 (having to do every damned thing twice, especially if it involves an hour or more of walking to get somewhere).
I can’t live like this. I don’t know what to do about any of these things and I am at my wits end.
What do I do about all of these mutually-reinforcing problems?!
If any of you know please tell me. Or if you know a better place to ask all of this (note: must be either online or local to me, within a few kilometers, and must have a price tag of $0 if online or no more than a few tens of dollars elsewise), please tell me that.
Not to be mean, but reminded me of this
@Surplus
In all seriousness, sounds like you’ve got a serious case of life. Hope it gets better for you. I had a serious case of life myself last week. My doctor found a mass on my left breast when I told her I had been having pain there for the last 3 months. The day after that she had me scheduled for a really early ultrasound on that breast because the size of the lump and red skin was that concerning to her. So after having a sleepless night thinking I’m going to die of cancer and seeing the future that I had planned for my fiancé and I go up in smoke, I go to the appointment to find out that its not a tumor (thank you Jesus) but a swollen lymph noid. So there is still something wrong with me, they don’t know what, I’m still in pain, and the lump lymph noid is still there. Also my fiancé got set back to come home in October instead of September because he forgot to call some 18 year old punk sir and they docked a lot of pay because of that (oh joys the marines). Just incase your wondering, it’s gonna be a full year now since I last saw him when he comes home. So I’m out of love, and gained one sore tit after it being squeezed, poked and smooshed for two days. The boat that we get put in huh.
Also in all seriousness, please do not use a grill indoors. When I was a child we had a huge ice storm and my neighbors son’s did that, they caught the currents on fire and within minutes their homes was ingulfed in flames. No matter how derspate you get, please do not do that. I would hate for that to happen to you.
Also you seem to be under impression that someone is intentionally out to get you. You’ve stated not only in this post, but in others. As someone who once developed delusions and paranoia because of ptsd symptoms, I’m just trying say I can see some of that in you. I am not a doctor in anyway, but if you have means, Maybe talk with a professional about that. Mine got so bad I almost attacked a lunch lady thinking she was dosing me with something. (4 days with no sleep will do that to you). If you do think that some outside force is against you, whether that is a person, or a supernatural entity, please get some help if you can. I know how scary that can be.
@Surplus : I don’t have any actual advice, but I feel ya.
An old french president used to say “shit like to fly in squadron”. (he had an excellent way with word, and was the last french right wing politician who was stubbornly anti-fascism). That seem to be what happen to you, more than a problem with yourself.
For the backup stuff, at that point I would copy the file that interest me myself. I don’t use windows at all, but if the backup stuff is forced to go back to 0 with any interruption, then it’s scandalously badly designed. Like, worse than IE6 designed.
I have had entire months at works where I mostly did nothing (but I *was* halfway depressive during thoses episode). I alway feel terribly lucky both that Paris allow to never have a car and never have a problem and that at work nobody care since my usual productivity is way above average anyhow. Also it’s at thoses time I am so very happy to have endured gender dysphoria at other moment, because let’s face it : I have the easy mode gender (and color of skin to boot, but that one never caused me distress).
I don’t know how to advice you to build IRL friend. I have had to go out of my way to find people much younger than me before having such a network.
@Surplus:
Backup issues: Could be that the drive you’re doing the backup to is the problem and is faulty somehow.
The rest: You should seriously consider a residential stay in a mental health facility. I have no clue how to go about that in Canada.*
You show very worrying signs in your writings that you should at least talk with a psychiatrist about.
The level of paranoia you display is really outside of healthy range.
*I suggest against following my example and wait until you spent a night fighting the urge to jump off the balcony and get sent in for crisis intervention.
@epitome of incomprehensibility
Hey, that’s my grooming tip. It’s for those who are lazy and cheap.
In the same vein, here’s a grooming tip if you’re pressed for time:
Apply your lipstick* while you’re on public transit. Saves you 30 seconds. Maybe you won’t miss your bus.
*Yes, it’s the same makeup. But the other tip saved you just two things: energy and money. This one also saves you time.
The Environmental Working Group is addressing the issue of toxins in personal care products and cleaning products with an EWG verified mark:
https://www.ewg.org/ewgverified/about-the-mark.php
@Ohlmann
I live in Copenhagen. Here it’s a fancy dinner for one provided you don’t have any wine and don’t tip.
In Oslo, it would probably buy you a quick glance at the menu …
@Ohlmann
Seriously fancy is $200-$300 per person, including seriously fancy wine pairings. Sounds like he’s only talking about her share of dinner and a movie being $100, so that’s $85 per person for dinner, including tip, tax, drinks, we’re talking mid-range, fancier than a chain restaurant, but not fancy fancy, at least in my area.
I had a look into the “lead in lipstick” thing… not at all obvious how hazardous the whole thing is. In the EU, at least, a bunch of lipsticks were tested and came out with about 1 part-per-million of lead, with legal limits of 20ppm in Germany and 10ppm in Canada. This is a lot higher than the allowed limits for drinking water (more like 1 part-per-billion) but, y’know, you consume a lot more water than lipstick. I assume.
Apparently if you use lipstick a lot, you might ingest as much as 87mg/day of lipstick if you’re a frequent user, which works out at about 1.6kg or 3.5lbs over 50 years of using that much lipstick every day. That’s about 87 nanograms of lead per day (or 1.6mg over that 50 year period). Not sure how that compares to other sources of environmental exposure, especially in urban areas, but it doesn’t look like an immediately terrifying amount.
Had to look up Elizabeth Holmes. Her father was an Enron exec, her mother a congressional committee staffer. I think I have a pretty good idea which one taught her that anything you do to make money, including a scam that put people in actual physical danger, was acceptable, and that successfully stealing from people who trust you just makes you the smartest person in the room.
@surplus
You sound tech savvy so you are probably doing this already but try running the backup in safe mode. I had similar problems and this sped up the process as there was less likely to be some background bit of software start and start rooting around messing things up.
In the end I gave up and went with synching software like:
https://www.2brightsparks.com/syncback/syncback-hub.html
Actually, in the end, I gave up on Windows and changed to Ubuntu, although that wasn’t just because of backups.
On everything else… That’s beyond my bailiwick but luck can be a matter of perception and attitude:
https://www.popsci.com/luck-real/
Perhaps some CBT would help?
@Dalillama:
This is the flip side of the ‘Smartest Guy in the Room’ thinking. If you firmly believe that you’re too smart to be scammed, that makes you easier to scam.
@Seraph
You beat me to Elizabeth Holmes. Of all the examples Molyneux could have chosen of… I’m still a little hazy on what his point is, but whatever it is, Elizabeth Holmes is less an example of the power of makeup to hoodwink people than it is a rich faildaughter putting on a black turtleneck and people being gullible enough to mistake her for Steve Jobs with boobs.
But on the topic of makeup, it’s not something I personally wear. I just go out side the way I look, eyebags, acne scars and all. But I can at least appreciate that there are actual factual makeup historians out there that specialize in the history of beautification. In fact–and I didn’t know this despite writing a paper on the guy in university–Abu al-Qasim al-Zahrawi, the very Andalusian physician who pioneered surgical techniques in his book al-Tasrif, also included a chapter of that same book to the “Medicine of Beauty”, which was all about cosmetics. That’s right, he considered cosmetics a medical field, and apparently upon translation of al-Tasrif, that chapter informed a lot of the Renaissance cosmetic techniques, particularly when it came to perfumes and incense.
This kind of reductiveness just really grinds my gears, because it takes an entire field of study that a lot of people pour a lot of hard work into and just casts it all aside just to accuse an entire gender of collective duplicity. As if that wasn’t bad enough. Or as if men don’t use makeup or comb hair over bald spots or colour greys or do any number of things to make themselves look more attractive. I get that Stefan has opted for the desiccated hobgoblin look and maybe some people are attracted to leathery trolls, but not everyone is.
Cheap shot, I know, but much like Donald Trump commenting on the looks of others, Stefan’s not exactly Brad Pitt. It’s just another example of the double-bind men put women in, where makeup is both necessary and inherently misleading at the same time.
@Surplus – iirc, the health care connect letter included the name of the doctor they had found for you? You’ll need to call them and make an appointment.
It does work, as i said before, it is how i found my doctor. A friend recently also found theor doctor through it.
If the name isn’t on the letter, have you called them? Try that.
Re: value village not ‘stocking’ higher than a specific size… um… you know it’s a donation store, right? And that they can only stock what is donated?
Have you donated any larger size clothing to them?
Re: ‘someone’ messing with your power – no one is deliberately doing this. You said yourself a huge part of your area was without power. It is a problem with the power companies amd infrastructure, not people being out to get you.
Re: people not being able to sell you things without a computer – younwere in a grocery store. Could you *imagine* the difficulty of adjusting the inventory levels of everything, manually, after the power comes back on?
No. No one will do that. Do you think the store likes turning away customers who can’t wait? They hate to be paying their employees and making no money. If there was any way they could make money, they would.
There just isn’t, and i really hope you just quietly fumed, and didn’t go off on some poor employee.
Re: your backup – maybe it’s time to retire some of these files, to make your backup smaller? Housecleaning is a loooot of work, and i don’t envy you that, but do you need them all?
Re: ER giving out prescriptions – of course they don’t make it easy???? They do not want people to come in to get prescriptions, that is what family doctors and walk-ins are for. They don’t want non-emergency people at the *emergency room*. Imagine triaging through all of that!
Did you ever talk to your pharmacist, to see if they can extend your previous prescription? Because they have to power to do that with some drugs in Ontario.
Aaaand i admit i skimmed like half your post, but i saw something about the NSA and the CIA? Surplus, *this is not normal*. I really really think you need to talk to someone. *you don’t have a nemesis*. If you honestly think you do, and you aren’t a secret billionaire or an ex spy of something, please please please believe me when i say *THIS IS NOT NORMAL*.
Ah, re: the power blips being more frequent – how hot has it been? There is probably a higher load on the power grid with people using their ACs more.
@FlyByKiwi:
Yeah, this happened to me, too, a few months ago. The guy in question did not realize, however, that I DO wear makeup (mascara and light lipstick). I came in without it the next day to demonstrate. He said I looked the same, even though without mascara, my white eyelashes are all but invisible.
Of course, he dyes his hair, but that’s different, somehow.
@Amtep:
Especially if she never agreed to getting the thing in the first place
@asabovesobelow
I once had this guy on my Facebook complain really hard about all the makeup my ballet students were wearing in a picture that was taken after a recital. He was yammering on and on about how these girls are way to young to be wearing makeup and that they looked like “painted up whores” such a nice way to talk about 9 and 10 year olds. I kept trying to explain to him that this is stage makeup and that these girls were on a stage. You wear it so the audience can see you better which is what their parents, family and friends want to see. Every stage performer from dance to acting wears stage makeup when up on stage.
Bit of a random story but the talk about men trying to say makeup is inapporait made me think of it.