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I’ll take my validation where I can get it, thanks!
I’ll take my validation where I can get it, thanks!
I played this three times! There was a qualifier round, then a quarter final or something on stage, and I did well enough in that that I got to come back the next day and lose on stage! I peaked in 1990.
One of those guides to “what to do if you win the lottery” says to, up front, decide how much and who you want to fund. Want to buy all your friends and family houses and college tuition? Sure.
But the thing is that money can make people go crazy. Some people will always want more. Sure you got them a house, but you’re rich, why can’t you get them a car too? And now they’re a little behind on bills, surely you can help them out, right? And it never stops. Not everyone, but someone.
You might be interested in this podcast episode that touches on the subject: https://hiddenbrain.org/podcast/between-two-worlds/
You are suddenly super rich. Now all your friends and family expect you to provide for them. Every kindness they offer is suspect, are they doing it because they like you or because they want your money? How can you really know?
You don’t have to work and can go anywhere in the world. But your friends still have jobs, so you travel alone.
Some of your friends start to resent your new lifestyle. Others may just be staying quiet. You read about “crabs in a bucket” and distance yourself more from them.
It’s really isolating, but you meet some other wealthy people and you know they don’t need your money. And… you actually have some stuff in common with them. Yes Ibiza is overrated, but they suggest another place to check out. You go out with them to amazing restaurants that your old friends wouldn’t even appreciate. You can commiserate about how hard it is to get good help these days.
On top of all that, you slowly start to notice an emptiness inside. You should be happy! You don’t have to work anymore! You have everything you could ever want! Why do you feel this way!?!? Drugs and expensive purchases fill the need momentarily. If try telling your old friends that you’re not all that fulfilled, they’ll pull out the world’s tiniest violin for you. You lack purpose and goals, and feel like you are drifting in a life of luxury completely devoid of meaning.
If you’re lucky you find a way to have a new purpose in life and accept that the money changed you. If not you spiral and, best case scenario, wind up broke.
Does she get to keep the money? I know it’s evidence, but they still gave it to her. She owns it, right? When the trial is done, why shouldn’t she get it?
Him? Really?
I grew up in “north Detroit” (Oakland County 🤣) and remember the same things. It’s amazing that Devil’s Night isn’t a thing anymore.
Also, being from Oakland County, you can imagine how people reacted when I went to Wayne State.
Well, that and there’s a lot more exonerating evidence so the cops can’t just say “this Black drifter did it” as much anymore.
Netflix bungled this. They could have said “starting on January 1, 2022, no new accounts will be able to share passwords between households.”
No one would cancel. Some would probably go to a cheaper tier but would keep their accounts active forever. Plus, people who share accounts don’t cancel because their family members might be watching. Netflix’s churn rate would have embarrassed HBO and Disney.
But no, they are chasing shortsighted, anti-customer gains and now are reaping what they sowed.
His manifesto is at https://theponzipapers.substack.com/p/i-have-set-myself-on-fire-outside
He was clearly mentally ill.
I wonder if this winds up with revenge porn no longer being a thing? Like, if someone leaks nudes of me I can just say it’s a deepfake?
Probably a lot of pain for women from mouth breathers before we get there from here .
I’m not dropping my kids off at a stranger’s house, and to be a bit sexist here a single man’s house, and paying him to let my kids swim at his pool, drive go karts on open pavement, and play store-bought laser tag.
An insured fun center with employees? Sure, maybe. Some guy’s home? Absolutely not.
I also am not putting my kids in an Uber alone.
If you want to be Johnny Karate, figure out something you can bring to birthday parties or kids events and make your money that way. But “unlicensed daycare” is a hard no.