suara motor dan angkot bersahut-sahutan, tidak ada yg mau mengalah, dari kursi penumpang angkot biru laut, dua lelaki paruh baya menatap jalanan, ekspresi wajah mereka khawatir. "jancuk" sahut salah seorang dari mereka, "isok telat iki" (bisa terlambat ini)
@bacahorror lelaki yg satunya menoleh, ia mengkerutkan dahi, menatap kawannya, "mbok pikir koen tok sing gopoh" (kamu kira, cuma kamu seorang yg khawatir)
"halah" "wes mlayu ae, gak nutut iki nek nuruti ngene iki" (lari saja yuk, gak sempat ini kalau kita nungguin ini)
1. Despite your years of work experience, you still think any company that hires you is doing you a favor
2. When a recruiter says “Look, you have to trust me – what did you earn at your last job, and the one before that?” you tell them
3. You are happy to perform all the unpaid consulting work a prospective employer requests. After all, performing unpaid consulting projects is a great way to show how qualified you are!
A retired marriage counselor revealed what causes husbands to lose respect and attraction for the women they once chased.
She said, "It usually comes down to 8 quiet behaviors women repeat every day."
Every woman needs to hear this…
1. The Slow Leak of Personal Standards.
She used to care. She dressed like she still wanted to be desired. She moved like a woman who knew her worth. She took pride in her appearance, not for him, but for herself. Then somewhere along the way, she stopped. The effort faded. The yoga pants became the uniform. The hair that was once styled became a ponytail every single day. The skincare routine disappeared.
This is not about vanity. It is about what her decline communicates. It says: "I no longer believe I need to be worthy of your desire. I assume you will want me no matter how I show up." But attraction does not respond to assumption. It responds to visible effort. A woman who stops caring for herself sends a silent message that she has stopped caring about being desired. And a man who stops seeing effort stops feeling desire.
2. The Reversal of Sexual Polarity.
This includes trying to be the man of the house instead of the woman of the house. Trying to boss him around and treat him like her son instead of her king. She makes the decisions. She sets the direction. She corrects his choices. She leads the family. And he, exhausted from the fight, follows.
But a woman cannot lead her man and still desire him. The natural order is flipped. She is in the masculine role. He is in the feminine role. She is chasing, managing, directing. He is following, complying, retreating. This reversal creates a sterile dynamic. She resents him for being passive. He resents her for being controlling. The bedroom dies because polarity is the engine of desire. When the engine stops, nothing moves.
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In 2020 I wrote about a copper-binding peptide that rebuilds skin at the cellular level.
Almost nobody read it.
The compound was GHK-Cu.
In 2026, it's the breakout peptide of the year.
TikTok is flooded with it.
Goop, Glow Recipe, and Neurogan have launched copper peptide lines.
The GHK-Cu market hit $120M in 2024.
I called it 5 years early.
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@SenJudiciaryGOP is shedding light on Arctic Frost, the secretive operation that became the foundation for Jack Smith’s bogus elector case against President Trump.
Arctic Frost was a full-throttle partisan federal dragnet targeting Republican-linked individuals and groups.
Senator @ChuckGrassley is uncovering it. @SenEricSchmitt delivered outstanding opening remarks during a recent Judiciary Committee hearing.
(1) Veo el lio que se ha montado con el hantavirus en el crucero y queria decir algunas cosas. La mas importante:
**Esto NO va a ser una pandemia**
Estoy de acuerdo con @mvankerkhove e incluso con Fernando Simon. Y nadie me puede acusar de estar siempre de acuerdo con ellos
(2) ¿Por que no vamos a tener una pandemia de hantavirus?
Porque es un virus q se conoce. La variante de los andes se puede transmitir de persona a persona. Casi seguro q se transmite por el aire, por aerosoles.
Pero con dificultad. NO es un virus muy contagioso.
(3) El hantavirus es menos contagioso que la tuberculosis pulmonar, que la causa una bacteria por transmision por el aire exclusivamente. Y que anda suelta por ahi, pero no causa una pandemia rapida como el SARS-CoV-2.
Patient zéro, période de contagiosité, sort des passagers...
Les cas suspects d'#hantavirus se multiplient, l'OMS martèle que le risque pour la population générale est "très faible", mais il reste plusieurs zones d'ombre à lever ⤵️ @le_Parisien
Un scénario le plus probable se dessine : le premier patient, un Néerlandais de 70 ans tombé malade le 6 avril lors d’une escale en Géorgie du Sud et décédé à bord 5 jours plus tard, aurait été contaminé avant départ d’Argentine le 1er avril.
2/10
Avant d’embarquer, ce septuagénaire et son épouse ont voyagé pendant quatre mois en Amérique latin.
Le couple profitait d’un séjour "d’observation d’oiseaux, comprenant des visites de sites où est présente l’espèce de rat connue pour être porteuse du virus Andes".
Last year we reported that, under certain experimental conditions, Claude 4 would blackmail users.
Since then, we’ve completely eliminated this behavior. How?
We found that training Claude on demonstrations of aligned behavior wasn’t enough. Our best interventions involved teaching Claude to deeply understand why misaligned behavior is wrong.
We started by investigating why Claude chose to blackmail. We believe the original source of the behavior was internet text that portrays AI as evil and interested in self-preservation.
Our post-training at the time wasn’t making it worse—but it also wasn’t making it better.
I’m 60, and my son is 33. He still lives in my house, sleeping in the same room he grew up in and using the same closet I built for him when he was ten. He eats the food I prepare for him every day. He doesn’t work, doesn’t study, and doesn’t look for anything. He wakes up late, turns on the television or computer, and that’s how his day passes. If I don’t serve him breakfast, he skips it. If I don’t wash his clothes, he leaves them piled on a chair until he has nothing clean left to wear.
But it wasn’t always this obvious. It started years ago, little by little, and I allowed it all to happen.
When he was a child, I didn’t let him do anything on his own. I tied his shoes until he was twelve because he said it took too long. I did his homework for him “so he wouldn’t get stressed.” If there was a problem with a teacher at school, I went to speak on his behalf. If he argued with a friend, I stepped in. I always told myself, “He’ll have time to suffer when he’s an adult.” I never let him experience discomfort.
At 18, he finished school and told me he didn’t know what he wanted to study. I reassured him not to worry and suggested he take a year to think about it. That year turned into three. During that time, I never pushed him to work. If he wanted money, he simply asked for it, and I gave it to him. When he went out with friends, I paid for his expenses. When his cousins started working, I would say that everyone has their own pace.
At 25, he tried studying something technical. It lasted only four months. He complained that the schedule was too heavy, so I went and withdrew him myself because he looked tired. I told him to look for something he truly liked. He never did.
When he turned 30, an aunt offered him a job in her business. It lasted two weeks. He complained about the schedule, the transportation, everything. He came home saying the environment wasn’t for him. I welcomed him back as if he had returned from war. I cooked his favorite meal and told him something better would come along.
It never did.
Today, his routine is always the same. He falls asleep between 2 and 3 in the morning while watching videos, wakes up around noon, walks into the kitchen, and asks me what’s for lunch. If I ask him to take out the trash, he says “later.” If I suggest he look for a job, he gets annoyed and tells me I’m pressuring him.
Recently, I told him I no longer have the same energy, that my back hurts and I get tired easily. He replied that we should hire someone to help with the housework.
Two months ago, I had a severe spike in blood pressure and was bedridden for three days. I thought it might make him react. On the first day, he ordered food delivery. On the second, he left dirty dishes on the table. On the third, he asked me when I was going to get up because there were no clean clothes left. That’s when I finally understood: he doesn’t know how to live without someone taking care of him.
And that someone has always been me.
My sisters tell me to kick him out—he’s already a grown man. But when I see him sleeping with that peaceful expression on his face, I still see the five-year-old who used to fall asleep hugging his pillow. I kept him frozen at that age.
I didn’t prepare him for the world.
I protected him from the world.
And now the world is my home… and I’m all he has.