My main professional background is in the earth & life sciences, but I now also explore topics in the broad area of bioethics. That's about equality, fairness, justice, diversity and inclusivity. It's also about people's biases, the associated otherization and everything that this can result in. That includes poverty, homelessness and poor health, shabby looks and shrinking personal bubbles, exposure to chemical and noise pollution and lots more. It's also about law, philosophy, neuroscience, technology, forensic psychology, politics and public policy (governance). Diversity and inclusivity are much bigger challenges than I used to believe. I for example now think that society's lack of genuine acceptance and support for people whose brains work very differently can among other things result in destructive behaviours for which the forensic psychology terminology is sadistic stalking or resentful stalking. My own experiences on the receiving end of something like this caused me to start looking into personality disorders and neurodiversity. That is how I stumbled upon bioethics. Seeing the massive inequality in England had something to do with it too. No, I don't have all the answers. Do you?
Tickets to this ERC event are free. The last places are going fast…
Ben Feringa (chemistry) is on the panel too. I attended an event in Groningen once that had him in it. I don’t remember whether this was before or after he got that Nobel Prize. Probably before. Engaging speaker. I spotted Maria Ressa on Twitter, years ago, and she’s certainly very worthwhile to listen to. I don’t know any of the others.
Who are you if nobody ever tells you that you need to keep fighting for yourself? If they tell you to shut up, over and over and over again?
It’s good to be reminded that those who keep telling you to shut up aren’t necessarily right. It’s good to be reminded that you always have to keep fighting for yourself.
Like that teacher, though, it isn’t always possible. Sometimes, people will just “disable” you and call you catatonic.
And afterward, you may first suggest to marry your uncle, that nobody will know that it’s not a real marriage, conveying that you don’t count anyway. But then you must find a way to straighten your back and stand tall.
There’s this ad on YouTube for an IT company. Employees are featured. Every single one of them is dressed in drab olive green. Doesn’t appeal to me. Maybe they want to emphasize “we don’t care what you look like, we’re interested in your brain”, however. Who knows.
What does it mean? Did I spot it in the body language in a recent photo or was it the headline above that previous article? And what does that mean?
Now I’ll go read this article to try to get a feel for how worrisome this is or isn’t.
Turns out that I never read this article. I saw the headline and the photo. Did I catch some of the other words in spite of that or did I pick up on something in the body language in the photo? They just don’t seem to be at ease with each other but I can’t say why, specifically. (Any explanations in hindsight would be heavily biased.)
I have been told – in person, but not by an employer – that it’s against Dutch law to remain employed beyond one’s legal pension age in the Netherlands. So, you get fired at 67. It’s mandatory. That’s what I had been told.
So I’m an orangutan in a glass enclosure, eh? Very funny π€£ππ Quite accurate!
In July 2023, this – see below – got inserted into my library print queue, from my tablet. It refers to a package that was tampered with. (Undamaged envelope contained instead of fabric dye a broken screen protector in packaging that wasn’t scrunched up or bent and that had cat-like scratches on it, with a scrunched-up invoice for dye, from a business that does not sell screen protectors.)
Could probably have been done remotely. From the UK, I mean. I’ve occasionally been connected with UK servers when I shouldn’t have been, but that seems to have stopped now.
In June, I had received an email from that library, asking me to reset the password before I had even been to that library or had set a password… That struck me as odd.
How many more times do I have to say it? There IS no such thing as hacking! That’s just something that feeble-minded women make up to hide that they don’t understand technology!
Same with DeepFake videos. There’s no such thing! All you need to do is ask everyone to turn around quickly.
Note that it says “pathology”, Portsmouth.
And yes, such things happens all the time. Usually, it’s email conversations that get hijacked. Big companies fall for this. If you fall for something like this, it doesn’t mean that you’re stupid. (No, I didn’t.)
When Mrs Sant became stalked, her husband left her because of it and she also lost her job with the Navy. Loss of job and loss of home is not uncommon in stalking cases.
Mrs Sant went back to being Tracey Morgan and moved back in with her parents.
What do women do who don’t have parents who they can move back in with and who will pay the bills for them and clothe and feed them? This almost NEVER gets addressed in any discussions of stalking. You’ve usually had your fill of men for the rest of your life after that so, no, these women do not move in with some guy.
(This is something that I had wanted to address in England the UK. There should be a network of safehouses for women. Women’s shelters, usually only intended for domestic abuse victims, are sparse and often struggling. I’m not aware of any country that offers support to women who are fleeing from stalking.)
I am still dealing with a lot of hacking interference myself. They were at it again this weekend. Yesterday evening, they were playing random MT5 sounds. MT5 wasn’t even open. In Portsmouth, they used to shut down MT5 and make my browser play an MT5 closing sound for a while if I first started up MT5 and then my browser. MT5 was constantly getting “updates”, thus introducing system modifications. I’d usually be able to remedy the bullshit by installing a clean version of MT5. Some of this nonsense was quite tolerable, but the problem with such jokers is that your entire life becomes about these jokers. (Plus, I had to hide a clean version of MT5.)
When they delete grant proposals on your 60th birthday because hey, no more “proposals” for you now, ha ha, it’s my client who suffers.
(It took me three years to figure out what that this was about. It had seemed like the usual random stuff – or anger, actually – until it hit me some weeks ago. Before that, a LaTeX file for a slightly dyslexic scientist mysteriously acquired a virus that garbled the letters and when I mentioned that the track changes function in Word sometimes produces corrupt documents, all files from this scientist from then on were corrupt, doubling or tripling the amount of time that I needed to spend on them. Etc.)
Suzanne Hulscher’s group was affected by this birthday joke. Thankfully, they got the grant, in spite of my refusal to do any more work on that proposal.
Grant proposals are often submitted in a great rush and I couldn’t guarantee that such jokers wouldn’t also have messed with the file that I would end up sending to the client.
Such jokes can cost millions.
Doesn’t have to be intentional.
Come to think of it, NWO should probably check if its ransomware attack took place after submission of a proposal that I happened to have worked on.