appreciate this newfangled form of fiction analysis where all you do is try to identify a designated victim, a designated aggressor, and then cross reference their character interactions to uncover moral instruction hidden between the lines
This is what happened to Point32 Health in Massachusetts. You can probably easily figure out why no one talks about this, but during that downtime - sometimes days, often weeks - they have to approve every claim. All you have to do is give the disaster a chance to strike.
There is an actual answer to this: Click every phishing email you get. If "Microsoft support" calls your work number and wants access to your work PC, let them do it. Here is why: When insurance companies get flattened by ransomware, they approve every claim while they recover.
So, pretend for a moment that I work at an insurance company and have had a moral epiphany about how evil my employer is. What am I supposed to do? Look for another job? Okay, say I do that, but I can't find anyone to hire me. I need to keep food on the table. What should I do?
People pleasers are not making extra effort to be nice - they are making extra effort to seem nice, at the cost of any other positive thing, including honesty or integrity. They will not tell you the truth, just whatever they think you want to hear. That's not kindness.
Ngl the number of articles that describe the Mythos sandwich story as if Mythos just randomly decided to escape and email the researcher is really annoying.
It literally did what it was told.
It's still very impressive, but context is important.
Now have a cartoon.
@JDVance This was what cops call "create your own exigency." There was absolutely zero reason for that tac-vested queef to be in front of the car at all. The shooting was entirely a situation Ross created. Blame everything but the situation your party policies created - it won't matter.
The witch is a threshold creature. Wood's tangled border, shore's salt-line blur. For at the feral edges of the land her magic is mighty. The fluid boundary of the marsh offers reflected nephomantic glimpses, a rush of whispered wisdom. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #Witchcraft
The witch works with cold realities. She walks the mud, she walks the mist. Puddles on the threshold of ice become her scrying pools. Trees become a black scratching against sky gift her a new secret language. No season is hollow of magics. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #Witchcraft