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Reconstruction of Memory - The Word
What was the word for it? It ended in an “ia”, like every term describing something does. The term that describes a feeling. The feeling you get of understanding that when you’re on a bus, everyone on the bus has an imagination as vivid as yours, with a life as detailed and crazy (or not) as yours. There’s a word for it but I always seem to forget it when I need to remember it.
What a conversation starter that would be.
Bright lights. Bright lights and white halls. Bright lights and white halls and white tiled floors. Prison. At least the walls were covered in colorful drawings done by what I assume to be the prisoners. Walking even further in, and taking a right, the walls changed color from white to orange. I don’t think it was a good idea to wear my bright neon green jumpsuit. I would surely get picked on and my stuff would get stolen. But that morning I was feeling confident, as if the world couldn’t touch me.
Funny enough, I didn’t have an escort so I felt a slight sense of freedom. But that small feeling quickly left, fleeting my grasp as I continued on through the hallway. I passed rooms full of the other inmates. The rooms seemed to be all the same, rows and tables of people, getting fed information. I was expected to report to one of these rooms pretty soon now.
As I neared the end of the hallway, I came across a small metal door. Opening the small metal door revealed a small room with a singular chair in it. In the chair sat a small man that resembled a leprechaun. A thought came to mind; that I should ask him where he keeps his pot of gold, but I quickly dismissed the idea because this could be a potential leader. I noticed the leprechaun man was wearing knee socks. I don’t think I was in any position to judge this man for what he wore. After all, I was wearing a neon green jumpsuit. What caused this man to wear those knee socks? There was a series of events that made him, after all. There must have been something crazy going on in his life. And there’s a word for what I’m realizing. What’s the word again...
Authors Note:
Advanced Essay #3: Addiction does not discriminate
As big and “grand” as a country as America is, there are downsides to it. One of the inevitable downsides to a nation such as ours is the socio-economic hierarchy associated with it. Known as the land of opportunities and the home of the free, one of the biggest negatives about American society is the large number of people categorized as lower class. We, as American citizens, treat these people unfairly because of preconceived notions that they deserve it or that they put themselves in that situation. Because of that there are better options and better surface level thoughts about people in higher social classes and they are viewed in a more positive light. Resulting from this lack of opportunity and disadvantages caused by lower economic status people, this situation heavily encourages continuous substance abuse within people in this class.
We can’t pinpoint the exact reason drug abuse and misuse occur at such a frequent rate in more poverty stricken areas, but an article on the National Council on Drug Abuse sums the situation up pretty clearly. “Drug use and addiction have no single cause but the risk factors for drug use include poverty. A person in an impoverished situation may abuse drugs or alcohol as a way to cope with the dangerous environment she lives in, a way to deal with her financial stresses or a way to cope with physical or emotional abuse.” One of the biggest reasons that these people do drugs is because it’s an escape. It’s an escape from reality, and an escape from their situation. An escape from their lives so they can feel happy, and not think about what they’re doing. Because it is in such an impoverished area, drugs are easier to get access to. With that said some people even sell drugs in hopes to climb their social class and make a living out of it.
As of 2011, 22.5 million americans age 12 and up had used an illegal drug or misused a drug in the past month. This study was taken by the Nation Survey on Drug Use and Health, and it further digresses to say that regular drug abuse and misuse was almost double that of employed compared to unemployed, from 8.4% vs 17%. The types of things that stop middle class Americans from doing drugs does not exist, or has a far lesser influence. Things like family, a stable job and/or, a stable position in a community. This only further backs the points I was talking about earlier, that having a lower socioeconomic status has less advantages and encourages substance abuse. As a part of an article from the Guardian states, “Addiction does discriminate.”
As Dr. David F. Musto stated in his interview with the New York Times, “''The question we must be asking now is not why people take drugs, but why do people stop,'' Dr. Musto said.”. And that truly is the question that needs to be asked. The thing is, it’s already been answered. Part of the answer to that is that it’s just harder in general for poor people to recover from substance abuse. There are less options available to them, the social stigma is higher, etc. “The member of a middle class family who has become addicted to alcohol or drugs has a number of options for recovery. The same person in a poor family has far fewer options. In fact, if they admit their addiction, they risk losing the benefits they currently have. The average cost of a medical detox is $1,707 per day. Insurance may cover $14,000- $20,000 of that amount, but over 25% of Americans do not have health insurance.” From the information we have, we can make the statement that detoxification is a luxury privilege that most Americans cannot afford. Even with the numerous facilities or rehab centers that offer free or reduced treatment, the time taken only disadvantages people because that time is being used for work or the transportation there costs money only digging a deeper hole for these people. This only increases the social stigma that comes along with substance abuse while being poor.
Misconceptions, bias, and stereotypes are everything. They shape how everything and everyone is perceived. The impact of how impoverished people are viewed is far more influential when you also consider the ones that suffer from substance abuse and misuse. One of the misconceptions about drug addicts in general are that they are all poor. This is false as the amount of alcohol and drug abuse spans across almost all the social and economic classes, from the rich to the poor. It’s also more visible and portrayed in media that it’s higher there. Another difference also being that people in higher classes are way more likely to stop as well as having more opportunities and chances to stop. When people are not educated and base all of their decisions and judgements off stereotypes and misconceptions, it’s a recipe for disaster. We start to trust and listen less and we all start to become a little less human.
The impact this has on American Identity is that which needs a lot of work to be reversed. For example, in 2012, in Utah, state Republicans passed and enacted a law that mandated drug testing for Welfare recipients. This wouldn’t be a problem unless you actually take time to know what you’re talking about and what you’re voting on. The overall incident rate for those applying is less than 3.6% for recipients that were actually affected by this law. Similarly, for food stamps, the percentage was also very low. This is all a result of misconceptions and stereotypes of drug addicts and impoverished people. In order to have a society which functions optimally, we need to help the people that are worse off at the bottom. This isn’t really achievable with the way we perceive people that are poor as well as abuse drugs. One could say that this is the way American society behaves and if we change it, then it wouldn’t really be American society anymore. But nonetheless, the point still stands that because of the disadvantages people in lower socioeconomic classes have, it encourages people to stay addicted to drugs and to also try them in the first place.
Bibliography:
Smith, Paulette. “Drug Talk.” National Council On Drug Abuse, ncda.org.jm/index.php/publications/drug-talk/66-poverty-a-drug-abuse.
“Truth #6: Alcohol and Drug Abuse Spans All Classes-the Rich, the Poor, and in between.”Voices of Welfare, blogs.elon.edu/voicesofwelfare/truth-6-alcohol-and-drug-abuse-is-a-problem-that-spans-all-classes-the-rich-the-poor-and-the-people-in-between/.
Kerr, Peter. “Rich vs. Poor: Drug Patterns Are Diverging.” The New York Times, The New York Times, 29 Aug. 1987, www.nytimes.com/1987/08/30/us/rich-vs-poor-drug-patterns-are-diverging.html?pagewanted=all.
Szalavitz, Maia. “Addictions Are Harder to Kick When You're Poor. Here's Why.” The Guardian, The Guardian, www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/jun/01/drug-addiction-income-inequality-impacts-recovery.
Bouie, Jamelle. “The Myth of Welfare and Drug Use.” The Daily Beast, The Daily Beast Company, 30 Aug. 2013, www.thedailybeast.com/the-myth-of-welfare-and-drug-use.
Advanced Essay #2: The Juice Aisle
The idea of literacy is a topic who’s definition stays the same throughout time, and space. Literacy is defined as reading the word, and reading the world. This definition is applicable to almost anywhere in the world. Whether you are a mechanic working on a car, or you are a student in Greece reading a book, this definition of literacy holds true. So of course there has to be guidelines for literacy, right? This definition- nay, this idea, just can’t exist, right? It has to have some defining guidelines. Well, just like most things, literacy is made and created by a society, to benefit a society. Thus, it rings true that literacy is different in different societies and cultures to benefit said society and/or culture.
There I was. Staring at this indecipherable, new language. The inscriptions on the glass bottle read strange new words to me that I tried to pronounce. “Jus”, I say to myself, sounding out the words. “It’s pronounced Joo,” a lady next to me said. She had light brown skin and wildly long curly hair. She was wearing a yellow shirt, with blue jeans. I assumed she was around mid 20’s to early 30’s because she didn’t look that old. That or she aged really well. I also assumed she was from the area since she had a slightly weirder accent than mine. The pronunciation of the vowels was slightly… off. She talked as if English was her second language, that’s the best way to describe it. “Thank you”, I say. She smiles and leaves the aisle, taking the dark red colored juice bottle with her. The juice and water aisles were always interesting to me because in America, they were always the same. They had the same items, the same layout, and the same shelf that was too high for anyone to reach. The supermarket was slightly colder than the outside, and the outside was how you would expect Canada to feel during December. As a 6 year old, a new country really is new. All the streets, and signs, and buildings look foreign to you. Back to the store. The floors were a square design with the occasional tile here and there being colored brown. The lights at the ceiling had a soft yellow light. To my back was a wall of water bottles and Gatorade bottles, and to my front was a variety of different glass juice bottles. The inscription was in French, and I knew this because of my past knowledge. My past knowledge being the wars between France and Canada, and the resulting language barrier between me and this juice. In the past, I’ve read books in French and English, regarding the different wars both countries have had. Sitting in the middle of the aisle, staring at the bottle, I felt like a detective, figuring out a clue that would lead me to a discovery.
As I stood there staring at this puzzle, it soon occurred to me that this bottle was in French, because the people there spoke French. I know, huge discovery. Well it was, for a 6 year old. Looking back on this memory, the reason I was so confused as to what the bottle said, and I had to figure out what it said was because of the conflicting dominant culture of Canada, and the subculture of America. The literacy of a culture or society, is shaped to whatever needs needs to be filled by that literacy. In other words, literacy for a culture isn’t the same consistently through cultures. An example of this is shown through my experience in the little juice situation explained above. The quote, “People evolve a language in order to describe and thus control their circumstances.”, said by James Baldwin, really builds onto my previous point. The languages of Canada, aka French and English have been used interchangeably and in tandem in order to better help the people that live there. If the languages there on the juice bottle had been a language such as Albanian, where the majority there did not speak that language, it would have not benefited the people that live there. Therefore, naturally, it would have changed. The interpretation of this is quite literal, as the literacy, in this case, language, changes to match the needs of the citizens. The citizens read both French and English, so the words and descriptions are written in both languages. In conclusion,the definition of literacy is the same throughout cultures and societies, however, the idea and concept of literacy changes throughout cultures and societies consistently changes to match whatever the society or culture needs. Whether this change is shown through ethics, morals, social norms, or more bluntly, language, things are read differently and understood differently. In the case of my Canadian experience, as well as
Advanced Essay #1: The Fall of a Giant
My goals for this paper are that people read this and go, "wow that taught me something interesting." I want the reader to feel as if they learned something from reading this essay. I feel as if the parts that I think will achieve this, and the parts that I am proud of are the description part. The description part and the story part compliment each other part. However, regarding the reflection part of this essay, I don't feel like I did too well on. This is because I always had the thought that the reflection was up to the reader to interpret, and I think that made me less interested in writing that part.
Falling down from what seemed like an immeasurable height. It seemed like the end for me. This would ruin my whole day. Gravity was David and I was Goliath. So you’re probably wondering how I got into this situation. Well it all started in the autumn of ‘17.
“BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!” said my alarm clock. This morning was as ordinary as every other morning this week. The early morning sunlight creeped through the windows in my room enveloped by darkness. It was nearing my favorite time of year. Winter. It was still autumn however, meaning it got dark early and late in the day, but it was also hot and when it rained, it was humid. Disgusting. I hated that feeling when it rained and it was hot. That’s why I’m more of an inside person. Inside, you didn’t have to worry about dying because there are less things that could kill you. You didn’t have to worry about weather because you were constantly incubated inside of an air conditioned or heated house.
The contents of my room rarely changed. A mahogany wardrobe that held almost all my clothes. A bookshelf with 5 shelves full of books, all of which I’ve read. A wooden desk which I’m pretty sure was made of fake wood, and on top of that, a computer. Oh, and of course my bed which I was sleeping on. I had a very comfortable bed, to say the least. My bed sheets were made of a material which I did not know about, so I cannot brag about how good it is. It was very soft however. This made it difficult to get up out of bed, and often times I would stay in bed for an extra 10-15 minutes. To combat this, instead of waking up at 6 in the morning, I woke up at around 5:45. The top most bedsheet was just a blanket, with a giant bear on it. Sort of like a portrait of a bear, but it looked directly at you. I called it the bear blanket. The bear blanket was a gift, and a curse.
“BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!” exclaimed my alarm clock, yet again. At this point in time, I had decided that I would wake up and stop being a lazy bag of meat. I went through my usual morning ritual of taking a shower, brushing my teeth, making my bed, and of course, wearing clothes. As I recheck everything I need for school for that day, I start to zip up my plain white book bag. I go downstairs and start my trek through the front door. One foot steps forward. Another follows in it’s wake. My calculations were wrong. My footing was off, and one of my feet slipped forward in front of me.
“Oh golly, oh my!” I thought to myself, in the short time I had. I was now falling. I tried grabbing for anything around me to stop me from falling, but the snowy white railing was not doing it’s job. Or at least I didn’t grip it hard enough. Falling down from what seemed like an immeasurable height. It seemed like the end for me. This would ruin my whole day. Gravity was David and I was Goliath. Goodbye cruel world. I fell about 2 steps and cried for the rest of the way on the trolley to school. That day I failed my math test.
The importance of what happens to you during the day is honestly one of the most significant things that can influence your decisions during the day. In this current story, the main character goes throughout his day and one fatal event affects his day. The main idea of this story is that whatever influences a person to make a certain decision can have many factors. Meaning there could be a lot of factors and you shouldn’t really jump to conclusions as to why they made a decision. The main character fell down the stairs and this influenced the main characters choices that they made on the math test. As a result, the main character failed his math test. This whole story could be perceived as an allegory representing how people assume other people’s intentions without taking into account other factors. Factors like their personal lives, struggles, and experiences. Those factors and more are what really influence a person’s decisions throughout the day and the choices that they make.
An analysis of fear - Messele Asfaw
Fear is a key theme that shows up throughout all of human history. Some might even argue that it’s one of the fundamental aspects of human behaviour that control how people think. The topic of fear has been talked about, suggested, and even debated about many times. A lot of the times it has been brought up, it is because fear has had ties to violence in one way or another and because the humanity of it is being discussed. Such an example can be shown with the occurrence of the Salem Witch Trials. The Salem Witch Trials were a series of unfair prosecutions and eventual hangings of innocent lives. This is because people were scared of the fact that they could be witches. The development of mass hysteria is not to be expected however because it is human nature to fear what cannot be understood. As Andrew Smith once said, “People fear what they don't understand and hate what they can't conquer.” A lot of this quote is also proven in the book Lord of the Flies, by William Golding. The book follows a group of English boys, aged 6-12, who get stranded on a deserted Island. The group must then make decisions to ensure their survival. The theme of fear often shows up in Golding’s writing and he makes it a point to include it in their choices. Fear is an emotion which leads people to make rash decisions, and to ignore rational thinking.
While the fact that there are no adults around is scary enough to these children, surprisingly, the idea of a beast scares them even more. While two of the boys were attending to the fire, which they hoped would get the attention of a ship, the two boys encounter what they think is a beast. The two boys, named Sam and Eric, get hurt trying to get away from this so called beast. The rest of the boys come to confront them about, and then have a discussion regarding the next best course of action. “ “Frightened?” “Course I’m frightened. Who wouldn’t be(100)?”... “Stay here? And be cramped into this bit of the island always on the lookout? … “What about the littleuns?” “Sucks to the littleuns(101).” . Jack allows for Ralph to openly admit that he is scared. But by proving that Jack was not scared, he makes way for the rest of the group go to him for leadership. This is because when humans are faced against something they cannot comprehend, they fear it. This fear turns to anger, and this anger needs to be let out somehow. The way that the boys let this anger out is that they decide to hunt the beast. This isn’t all however. The fear of the beast is greater than the need to protect their young. At this point in time, fear overpowers every other emotion and allows them to make the reckless decision to put all their effort into hunting a beast that doesn’t exist, rather than look for a way to get help.
The Salem Witch Trials are another example of this. The Salem Witch Trials took place in 1692, and basically, people went around accusing others of witchcraft. Of course, the accusations were false but mass hysteria was at play here so it didn’t really matter. Mass hysteria is described as the phenomenon that transmits collective illusions of threats, whether real or imaginary(in this case imaginary), through a population in society as a result of rumors and fear. One of the wrongfully accused had something to say about this while awaiting trial in prison. "The Magistrates, Ministers, Jewries, and all the People in general, being so much inraged and incensed against us by the Delusion of the Devil, which we can term no other, by reason we know in our own Consciences, we are all Innocent Persons." This man, John Procter, understands that everyone around him is a victim to mass hysteria. He understands this and he accepts this, yet he can’t do anything about it. This type of fear that was produced by these so called “witches” yet again overpowered the need to have rational thinking. It led people to make a decision void of rational thinking.
As the story progresses, we see the intensity of the fear the boys display change too. What once was just a story made up by one of the littleuns, is now a terrifying truth to them. This change in intensity can also correlate to the intensity to the distance they have grown apart from society (which could be a reason they are being scared this much). When the boys are sitting listening to the surrounding environment for the beast, it is described as so, “They lay there listening, at first with doubt but then with terror to the description the twins breathed at them with bouts of extreme silence. Soon the darkness was full of claws, full of the unknown and menace(99).” This buildup of fear causes more tension between the group of boys and leads to many more bad decisions. In the beginning of the book, they would normally just play this off as nonsense. But as they continuously get more and more savage, and they continuously get more and more hostile, their attitudes toward everything requires them to feel in control.
Fear is a very important emotion. Arguably, the most important emotion. The addition of fear to any number of factors when making a decision, greatly affects the outcome, as seen with the examples stated above. Previously, the quote from Andrew Smith, “People fear what they don’t understand…” is very applicable to the scenarios described above. In fact, it describes them perfectly. The concept of fear has been important throughout the book, throughout the birth of rational decision making, and throughout the history of humans in general, but it is this very same concept that allows people to make decisions that do not seem smart.
Works Cited
"Salem Witch Trials." Salem Witch Trials. N.p., n.d. Web. 30 Mar. 2017. <http://fearparanoiaintheunitedstates.weebly.com/salem-witch-trials.html>.
"Salem Witch Trials." Salem Witch Trials. A&E Television Networks, 2011. Web. 30 Mar. 2017. <http://www.history.com/topics/salem-witch-trials>.
"Salem Village Witchcraft Victims' Memorial at Danvers." Salem Village Witchcraft Victims' Memorial at Danvers. The Salem Village Witchcraft Tercentennial Committee of the Town of Danvers, n.d. Web. 30 Mar. 2017. <http://salem.lib.virginia.edu/Commemoration.html#Words>.
Goulding, william. Lord of the flies. New York:Penguin,2006
E2 U4, DANGER Arlen Mini Market
Mi comunidad no tiene mucho arte público. No hay graffiti o vandalismo porque no hay muchos delitos. Por barrio es agradable sin embargo es demasiado tranquilo. Nada interesante sucede porque nadie es malo o malvado. Una breve mirada a la historia de mi barrio, revela que es muy muy aburrido. El último incidente que ocurrió fue en 1970 cuando hubo una interrupción de la paz. La cosa más reciente que ha sucedido fue cuando me estrelló mi bicicleta en un coche en 2006.
Me gustaría pintar mi pintura está ubicada en la pared cerca de una tienda. Yo haría esto porque muchas personas va aquí. Aunque la gente podría no prestar atención a ella. A pesar de que creo que a la gente le va a gustar. Otra razón por la que pondría mi mural en este lugar es porque aquí es donde está la parada de autobús. Debido a esto, mucha gente verá quién hizo esto y verá el arte. Hay un basurero en frente de esta pared. El contenedor de basura bloqueará parte de mi mural. Lo más probable es bloquear el nombre del creador, que soy yo.
Hay muchos elementos diferentes. El papel que juega el cráneo es que representa cómo nada significativo ocurre. Las letras simbolizan letras. El propósito del nombre es mostrar que fue hecho por mí. Yo tenía un sombrero hispano. El sombrero capacita a la gente porque es genial mirar. El único tema aquí es que no pasa nada. El mensaje es que este barrio es muy aburrido. Si tuviera que responder, diría que el tema más grande de este mural es el aburrimiento y la burla de ese aburrimiento. No hay otros temas.
Esta pieza fue diseñada por y pintada por mí. Creo que las etapas en hacer arte dependen. El propósito del arte público es decir un mensaje. Me gusta mucho el diseño porque fue hecho por mí. La mayoría de los grandes muralistas hicieron arte para solicitar la atención de la gente. Yo prefiero que mi arte cumpla ese papel. Por lo tanto, yo diría que sí a esta pregunta.
Oda a la Ramiro de Maeztu
Oda a la Ramiro de Maeztu
El es Basque y es un socialista y filósofo
Cuando veo esto pienso en viejos tiempos y viejos
Me haces interesado
Eres, mi Filósofo favorito
Research
E2U3 Salud Messele, Maciej, Lucien, Dayanna - I sure hope we aren't first. Do not watch
McDoubled (Hours)
*Washing hands motion*
*Sigh*,
About 50 minutes left. I guess I can just stay for an extra 10 minutes, after all he’s made me stay overtime a lot recently. You could say that I deserve it then. I missed a part of my daughter’s graduation because of it too. And my wife’s anniversary. Yeah, I don’t think he’s ever treated me fairly at all. Thinking back on it, my wife’s being a struggle too. I need to say something to her. And I also need to say something to my boss. It’s time to stop acting like a pushover. I can’t keep letting him treat me like this.
*Walks out of bathroom and into seat.”
I will tell him. I will give him a piece of my mind. I will do it. Eventually. But what about my job? Should I just talk to H.R. about it? Well, Mr. Bossman is her boss too… No, I will do it, and even if I get fired, I’ll get my creepy uncle to hook me up with a pharmaceutical job. In the case he doesn’t fire me, I guess he won’t see me as a bitch anymore. *3 second pause*
Order number 79? Hey, that’s me.
*Walk over to stand and collects consumables.*
This feels a bit lighter than I expected. Huh. No pickles? No cheese? NO PICKLES?! NO CHEESE?! Where is the manager? I want to speak to your manager. Where’s my drink? Don’t tell me you forgot my drink! How am I supposed to eat this pizza without my drink?! This service is sickening! I am sick and tired. I am sick and tired of being treated like trash, like I’m some shitty burger found in the back of a McDonald’s, no offense. I demand to speak to the manager. You are the manager? Then manage things! I waited a whole twenty minutes for my food, and you only bring ⅓ of it. That ⅓ wasn’t even complete? Is everybody deaf, can they hear me? Do I have to scream? REEEEEEE! You know what? I don’t need this right now. I deserve better. I deserve a refund at least. Yeah, I want a refund, at this instance! Yeah, you take those bills out. I’ll be taking that.
*Walks out of store*
Now it’s time to go talk to Mr. Bossmanson.
*Walks signifying leaving establishment*
Ummm.. Mr. Bossdudeguy, I-I-I think we need to have a little t-talk. No I don’t want to do more overtime. It’s about the way you’ve been treating me. *Pause* As in matter of fact, I do have something to say about it. I want a raise. I want a change of hours. I need a little respect. That was all I ever wanted. No, that was all I ever needed. I want all of that or I quit! *Pause* Yes, I have the statistics for the quarterly revenue stream. It is on your desk, I finished it a few days ago. *Pause* What’s that? I’m fired? *Distressed voice*
A Quick Guide to Emulating My Author
Vote for FMF - Spanish BM - Messele, Shilo, Lucien, Greg
Prison of Academia
E2 U1 D8 Premios - Messele Asfaw
E1 U8 Q4: Messele Asfaw, Lily Rivera, Eli Zimmerman, Cynthia To
Mi Familia Por Count M Slice a.k.a. DJ Flip-Flop’s Bars
Hola, me llamo Messele
Me gusta mi familia
No me gustan canciones
Acerca de la canela
A mi tambien me gusta problema
Yo veo la tierra de mi patria
Yo huelo la aroma
Yo saboreo mi dilema
Oigo los pollos
Yo toco los pollos
Yo como el pan de mi casa
Yo salgo de McDonald’s
Me encanta el tema de este poema
Necesito mi Familia
Somos Africanos pero vivimos en America
Somos productos de la tierra
Somos una parte de América pero no lo somos
Hablamos la lengua
De America
U2-#8 Messele Asfaw
- Second Life
- The games.
- To be aware
- Triple check proxies, make everyone use Linux with even more safety precautions there, ping the internet every hour to make sure I'm not getting tracked by the NSA, and when you play a game always use a virtual box, when you browse the internet, always use tor, and finally, get the best VPN and customize it.
- So they don't act promiscous or die.
- Git gud
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My Me Magazine Project
La Poema de Messele
Messele Asfaw - Reflection
- This video brings up the topic of people witnessing bullying and not doing anything about it.
- I am no one online, and I appear as multiple things that I've done online.
- People think that I am an academic person. This is not the case.
- To make people feel bad about themselves and interrupt the conversation.
- A positive thing is that you can be secure and safe online, and a negative thing is that it is harder to identify you online.
Home Network Asfaw
- I have, in all, about 11 devices connected to my local area network, which is connected to my local router (wirelessly), which connects to my modem, which, in turn, connects to my internet provider via COAX cable to bring me internet
- Nope, I did not learn anything new, other than what type of cable connects to my internet provider. And that wasn't surprising.
- Know what type of internet you have, how it connects to your provider, if you have a wireless router, and basically everything to know about it.