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It is very important to your future mental health that you pretend to be a mad person
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🚨 WANTED FOR CONTEMPT OF COURT 🚨
IGP OLATUNJI RILWAN DISU has REFUSED to obey a 2015 Federal High Court judgment ordering the Nigeria Police Force to pay my right-hand reconstruction medical bill. I am a graphics animator SHOT by a police officer at a checkpoint in Lagos.
10 YEARS. No payment. No justice.
I face permanent disability without help.
Suit No: FHC/L/CS/573/13
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Saw one reposting “preek wey go sweet, na from transfer you go know”. I was soo disappointed in my self
I was really disappointed
The fact that I even tried to exchange number with someone like that. I no rate my self for like 2 months
A Norwegian neuroscientist spent 20 years proving that the act of writing by hand changes the human brain in ways typing physically cannot, and almost nobody outside her field has read the paper.
Her name is Audrey van der Meer.
She runs a brain research lab in Trondheim, and the paper that closed the argument was published in 2024 in a journal called Frontiers in Psychology. The finding is brutal enough that it should have changed every classroom on Earth.
The experiment was simple. She recruited 36 university students and put each one in a cap with 256 sensors pressed against their scalp to record brain activity. Words flashed on a screen one at a time.
Sometimes the students wrote the word by hand on a touchscreen using a digital pen, and sometimes they typed the same word on a keyboard. Every neural response was recorded for the full five seconds the word stayed on screen.
Then her team looked at the part of the data most researchers had ignored for years, which is how different parts of the brain were communicating with each other during the task.
When the students wrote by hand, the brain lit up everywhere at once.
The regions responsible for memory, sensory integration, and the encoding of new information were all firing together in a coordinated pattern that spread across the entire cortex. The whole network was awake and connected.
When the same students typed the same word, that pattern collapsed almost completely.
Most of the brain went quiet, and the connections between regions that had been alive seconds earlier were nowhere to be found on the EEG.
Same word, same brain, same person, and two completely different neurological events.
The reason turned out to be something nobody had really paid attention to before her work. Writing by hand is not one motion but a sequence of thousands of tiny micro-movements coordinated with your eyes in real time, where each letter is a different shape that requires the brain to solve a slightly different spatial problem.
Your fingers, wrist, vision, and the parts of your brain that track position in space are all working together to produce one letter, then the next, then the next.
Typing throws all of that away. Every key on a keyboard requires the exact same finger motion regardless of which letter you are pressing, which means the brain has almost nothing to integrate and almost no problem to solve.
Van der Meer said it plainly in her interviews.
Pressing the same key with the same finger over and over does not stimulate the brain in any meaningful way, and she pointed out something that should scare every parent who handed their kid an iPad.
Children who learn to read and write on tablets often cannot tell letters like b and d apart, because they have never physically felt with their bodies what it takes to actually produce those letters on a page.
A decade before her, two researchers at Princeton ran the same fight using a completely different method and ended up at the same answer. Pam Mueller and Daniel Oppenheimer tested 327 students across three experiments, where half took notes on laptops with the internet disabled and half took notes by hand, before testing everyone on what they actually understood from the lectures they had watched.
The handwriting group won by a wide margin on every question that required real understanding rather than surface recall.
The reason was hiding in the transcripts of what the two groups had actually written down.
The laptop students typed almost word for word, capturing more total content but processing almost none of it as they went, while the handwriting students physically could not write fast enough to transcribe a lecture in real time, which forced them to listen carefully, decide what actually mattered, and put it in their own words on the page.
That single act of choosing what to keep was the learning itself, and the keyboard had quietly skipped the choosing and skipped the learning along with it.
Two studies. Two countries. Same answer.
Handwriting makes the brain work. Typing lets it coast.
Every note you have ever typed instead of written went into your brain through a thinner pipe. Every meeting, every book highlight, every idea you captured on your phone instead of on paper was processed at half depth.
You did not forget those things because your memory is bad. You forgot them because typing never woke the part of the brain that would have made them stick.
The fix is the thing your grandmother already knew.
Pick up a pen. Write the thing down. The slower road is the faster one.
Every attorney has a line they never expected to say out loud.
Mine was: "Your Honor, the OnlyFans account is actually a marital asset."
The husband wanted half.
The wife insisted it was "personal expression" and therefore off-limits.
She also insisted it barely made any money.
We requested the 1099s.
It was making more than my entire firm.
Opposing counsel looked at the income figures and visibly reconsidered his hourly rate.
We hired a valuation expert who, with an entirely straight face, explained subscriber churn, projected brand growth, and the economic value of her "top 0.3%" badge.
The judge asked if we could use a different term than "Thirst Empire" in the record.
We could not.
The husband wanted an ongoing cut of future revenue.
The wife said she'd rather delete the account.
Our expert confirmed that nuking it would destroy a 8-figure asset.
The courtroom went quiet while everyone processed that sentence.
We settled: she kept the account, bought him out with a lump-sum payment, and signed a clause promising never to use his likeness or name in any content.
As we left, he asked if he could at least get a free subscription.
No.
He has to pay.
I don’t even know if my mum will remember this one.
One day she sent me to go and buy fuel. I carried my full chest and went, only to get there and realize I didn’t carry keg.
I jejely came back home to pick it.
That was how she called me aside and gave me small “family meeting.” Talk about “So you went there without keg? I said you don’t use to think. You should have used your mouth to carry the fuel.”
I said okay ma and went back with the keg like a responsible citizen.
Fast forward small.
We went to the market one day to buy groundnut oil. Madam forgot her container. And to make matters worse, her usual seller didn’t have a spare.
She started lamenting.
That was when the ancestral spirit that wanted me to cry whispered boldness into me. I said, “Mummy, you can use your mouth to carry the oil na.”
What happened after that statement is not for public broadcast. I can’t even remember how I got home.
Let’s just say “it is well”
African parents are bullies 😂