IMO the Whitehouse is just putting these ICE people into situations where, sooner or later, someone is going to shoot them in the face and then its going to trigger Marshall Law.
I am almost 51 but I was ultra poor as a child and the only debt I have now is the morgage, but my luck has been good and I bought way low and the house is almost worth 2x what I payed
the first time I took LSD, I didn't really feel much but thought maybe my friends were pretty funny that night. So we decided to walk down the street to the convenience store and my buddy was like hey just take a 10 or 20 out, but don't look at it in front of the guy.... just give it to him and take the change . I'm like... ok, but why
and then I looked at my bills and couldn't tell which was what and to make it even more interesting was the shit on the money was moving! It was like a fucking cartoon, like Fantasia come alive around me
yeah that dude at the register had to know I was tripping balls
the head of the vhs is using magnetic resonates to read the tape, that magnetic interaction is the same thing that tape has always used. it is the same
edit: the real problem with VHS is the moving tape and how fragile the process is. the tape head can stick to the tape or the tape sticks to the wheels or the vhs cassette rollers sticking
No. If they are meaningful to you, keep them. If you're worried about the data failure of them, just watch them once every 10 years and it should renew the magnetic stuff on them.
I work in a place with a lot of old technology and the general consensus is that magnetic media needs to go through the motions every 10 years to stay healthy.
but we have had success accessing 25+ year old media. so there's no scientific line about how long that stuff should survive.
I do subscribe to the 10 year access rule because not all media was created equal.
Seattle is a city of immigrants. I lived in West Seattle for 20 years and my neighbors were mostly not from there...
Refuges from West Africa (dad is a doctor and he had to leave because religious nuts were killing everyone he knew), First generation Vietnamese, white lesbians (they had a huge garden and shared with everyone), Koreans who were both born in Seoul, and an older white couple raising their grandson who had a black father. They had been in the neighborhood the longest. I am Lakota, my grandfather's family relocated after WWII.
I fucking loved it.
All good people and I miss them all. I moved to be closer to family and it's been a difficult transition to be on the Eastside of the state which is majority white (lots of Eastern European immigrants, so that's nice)
when I was a boy... that scene when the guy is trying to run up the stairs and Freddy turns the stairs into muck and starts grabbing at him... that shit haunted me! I could not walk up stairs if the lights were turned off on the lower floor without freaking out
I have had some some epic nightmares that woke me up screaming but once I wake up and think about them they are usually just stupid shit.
Its the emotions that are overwhelmed and that is what they are eluding to with Freddy attacking you in your dreams. He makes the nightmare real to you and then tortures you and ultimately kills you... because he cant rape children anymore.
fun fact, one of the worst nightmares I think I ever had went like this....
a dream within a dream kinda thing... I woke up screaming that I saw a dead person in the mirror behind me and I screamed and woke myself up and went to the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror the dead guy was there again behind me.... I was screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs and my wife woke me up and I was fucking whacked out... I wasn't sure I was awake or still dreaming... I went to the bathroom and washed my face and when I opened the door to leave, my wife was standing there. and it startled me and I just collapsed and cried for a few minutes. Once I told her what the dream was that had me screaming we both kinda laughed about it and went on with the day.
The next day she woke me up and said I had to come and look at the TV... sadly it wasn't a nightmare but that day was 9/11/2001
JUST look at the shit behind her legs on the sidewalk, its so fucking wrong