you cannot hide
Don’t think you can hide with a VPN. Many of the outports that dump you on the internet in another country are mapped and monitored and because they know you are trying to hide, you become targeted for more data collection and monitoring. One company, M247, provides services for about 65% of VPNs. Your VPN might not log or collect your data, but someone else is watching you…
These techniques are used to monitor, alter or block your message with email, text messages, phone calls, physical mail, etc.
I have personally experienced phone calls people made to me never going through. I heard over speaker phone while on a separate VOIP call, a friend called me, my phone in front of me never rang, the voicemail picked up and my friend left a message. There was never any indication of a call or voice mail on my phone. It was as if it never happened. The same things have happened repeatedly with email, postal mail and text messages. The people trying to reach you think you are not being nice to them.
Mail in ballots were found unopened in a dumpster in Sonoma county, California around the 2020 election. Postal sorting machines can be programmed to look for ballots from anyone registered to a particular party and kick out the mailing piece. No one knows if their vote was counted or put in the trash. A “man-in-the-middle” attack can happen wherever there is a man in the middle.
Meta data is just as important as your actual message. Knowing who is talking to whom builds a map of the people you talk to. As the former head of the NSA says in this video “We kill people based on metadata”. Yes, he said it. Privacy is literally a matter of life and death.
Maximum privacy: No/minimal Big Tech apps. DeGoogle/DeApple your phone. Use a private network phone. Keep it in a Faraday Bag and powered down when not in use. Vote in person. Use a private network to stay off the internet and phone system. Never share your phone number or email address — these are used as unique identifiers to tag collected data to your record. Privateline.io doesn’t collect that info ever.
Nothing Personal Exhibition Entrance Video
Channel surfing. To begin his essay for the book Nothing Personal, James Baldwin describes watching commercials on his black and white television. His unique command of language transforms this normally mundane and ubiquitous experience into a revelation of the American consumer subconscious and its addictions to surfaces, quick fixes, sexual gratification, and power.
Nothing Personal was first published in November 1964 by Atheneum Publishers and Penguin Books priced at $12.95, equivalent to $130 today. A paperback edition was released the following year in April by Dell Publishing, costing $1.50. In 2017, the book was reissued by Taschen Books and is now out-of-print, commanding up to $1,200 as a rare book.
Nothing Personal is a large-format, slipcased book containing a four-part essay written expressly for the book by Baldwin and fifty-four photographic portraits made by Avedon taken between 1954 and 1964. The book’s radical design was conceived by Marvin Israel, the influential art director at Harper’s Bazaar, the leading fashion magazine of the time, where Avedon was his close colleague and collaborator.
He wanted to be an actor?
His recent actions may seem like micromanaging, but they reveal a darker intent. In his first term, Trump received vociferous condemnation from most in the culture industry, particularly in Hollywood. He doesn’t intend to let speech flow unfettered this second time around. Fascism’s perseveration about cultural control can’t help but recall the repressed and the libidinal, such as Hitler’s obsession over his failure as a painter contributing to his desire to be seen as a great artist, working not with paints and canvas but with people and the nation. Even here, Trump’s own humiliation at being an outer borough has-been never fully accepted in Manhattan is the emotional impetus to his middle finger to the arts establishment.
Though
Trump never wanted to be a painter, he has clearly always wanted to be
an actor. In a sense, he is — one with a massive international stage.
Just as Hitler drew upon all of the creative energies of German culture
to evil result, so too could only the United States produce a Trump — a
carnival barker and medicine man, shock jock and pornographer, reality
show star and pro-wrestler. The Nazis traded in German kitsch, and so
MAGA will trade in Americana. Last week, Trump posted
an AI-generated image of himself as a conductor before the National
Orchestra with the caption “Welcome to the New Kennedy Center!” As the
maestro takes up his baton and the rough beast slouches toward
Washington, we must, as artists and critics, ask ourselves: How can we
preserve our souls?
Why It Sucks to Be Around People Who Are Always High or Drunk
OH HELL YEAH!
There’s nothing more frustrating than trying to have a real, meaningful experience with someone who is perpetually under the influence—whether it’s alcohol, weed, or psychedelics. When you're sober and fully present, hanging out with people who are altered is like trying to have a deep conversation with someone who keeps buffering.
They’re not fully there. They’re not operating on all cylinders. And yet, you’re expected to adjust yourself to fit into their distorted version of reality—which is exhausting and a complete waste of your precious time.
You Have to Constantly Adapt for Them
When you’re the only sober person in a room full of high or drunk people, guess what? The burden falls on you to keep the social dynamics from completely collapsing. You have to:
Slow down your speech so their fried brains can keep up.
Dumb down your jokes because they’ve lost the ability to process anything beyond basic humor.
Pretend their repetitive, slurred, or paranoid thoughts are insightful.
Tolerate their unnecessary giggling, emotional outbursts, or half-baked theories that only make sense to them in their altered state.
Your experience is now centered around their high, buzz, altered perception— and not anything real, nothing reciprocal, and not anything fulfilling.
You're Not Talking to the Real Person
One of the worst parts? You’re not even engaging with the real version of them. Whatever they’re on has hijacked their personality, turning them into a distorted, watered-down, or exaggerated version of themselves.
That deep talk you were hoping to have? It’s not happening. They’re too distracted, emotional, or fried to engage in anything real.
That fun night out? It’s now a babysitting job. Someone’s too drunk to walk, too high to function, or suddenly having an existential crisis because the weed hit too hard.
That inside joke or meaningful moment? It’s lost in translation because they’re not mentally present enough to register it.
It’s frustrating because while you’re here for a real exchange, they’re just floating through the moment, disconnected, distracted, and dulled.
You Have to Dim Your Light
Being around high or drunk people forces you to shrink yourself down so they don’t feel uncomfortable in their altered state. You can’t be too sharp, too aware, or too quick-witted—because then they’ll feel slow, lost, or paranoid. You can’t be too deep or too intense, because their brain is stuck in a loop, and they can’t follow.
Instead of having an exchange where both people bring something to the table, you end up holding back, simplifying, and playing along with their substance-induced nonsense.
Why? Because they can’t meet you where you are. And instead of them rising to your level, you’re expected to dumb yourself down to meet them at theirs.
No Meaningful Exchange Ever Happens
You could spend hours with a person who’s high, drunk, or tripping, and at the end of it, nothing real has occurred. No authentic connection. No intellectual exchange. No genuine emotional moment. Just time wasted in a half-reality that only made sense to them.
You know how some people record their high conversations and listen back the next day? Most of the time, it’s embarrassing. Because what felt profound in the moment was nonsense.
That’s what it’s like for the sober person in real-time. You see through the illusion while they think they’re on some next-level wave of genius.
Hanging Out with Altered People Is Just a One-Sided Experience
The worst part? They’ll never fully remember or appreciate the time you spent with them.
That deep talk they thought was life-changing? They’ll forget most of it.
That stupid joke they laughed at for 20 minutes? It wasn’t funny.
That moment when they got all sentimental and told you they love you? Meaningless.
Because it wasn’t them—it was their high/drunk self hijacking their experience. And you were just along for the ride, forced to entertain their intoxicated reality.
Conclusion: It’s a Waste of Your Time
If you value genuine connection, deep conversation, and real experiences, being around people constantly under the influence is a dead end. You will always be the one adjusting, compensating, and wasting your energy on interactions that don’t matter in the long run.
So if you’re wondering why you feel annoyed, drained, or disconnected after spending time with perpetually altered people—it’s because you’re the only one present. Might as well be alone.
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