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TL;DR men saw money/opportunity in stealing women’s confidence in their natural and intuitive ability to give birth, built up tools and laws around it, and now we are stuck with a high caesarean AND fatality rate even despite this “progress.”
I went to school to be a hospital midwife until I discovered what a sad racket it is. No wonder we also have high rates of postpartum depression.
So perhaps at some point, they were only giving admin keys (because I don't remember there being a choice; and I would think given the choice I'd make the right one) and when called out (or sometime prior) realized the problem and made a new Settings -> API Keys page. Currently on the page the first one listed is the Search Key, with the subtext "This is the public API key which can be safely used in your frontend code. This key is usable for search queries and it's also able to list the indices you've got access to."
That big Mormonny Pornhub landing page puts up a privacy fight worth reading - and the woman on it is fully clothed!
Author seems to forget the most important part of the machinery is the rider. What a glorious machine! He also seems to forget that millions of people in the world are riding bikes, motorbikes, and cars scrapped together from whatever they can afford or find. Forced to accept the risk, they usually get where they're going. I wonder does the author check out the maintenance of every Uber he hops into? "Let me see your torque wrench!?"
I've built and maintained all my own bikes since around 2005 with no training. It doesn't take a genius or a torque wrench to keep a bike rolling. I recently dropped my standards quite a bit on two bikes: One where I took a decent 2021 FS trail MTB I'd maybe ridden ten times on a black diamond downhill singletrack and another where I took a 1998 HT MTB with seized shifters, no grips, crusty, barely-functioning brakes and a sun-baked Hellraiser-looking rear tire held together only by a thin sheet of kevlar(?) around the streets of Portland, Oregon for three weeks wearing no helmet. I know, I'm a monster.
As an aside, I ride a 2005 Yamaha YZ250 (dirt motorcycle) my ex maintains... that feels sorta... dangerous.
Would guess only 5.3% of YC readers are female. And would say, it's posh, not "real world," and it's not comfortable even though I'm a very strong woman - and a welder.
The author sometimes seems a bit unaware that despite being aligned with Riverside Mountain RU, he's not really credentialed to be mixing and gaining access to the ear or information of all the other involved agencies. After he was essentially the source of a leak (the bank card) and had moved evidence, folks might have been justifiably hesitant to enlist him and/or engage him fully. Plus he accomplished something they weren't able to. Annoying! It's a premise for a great story that he inserted himself in this puzzle, and he got to see a whole heck of a lot of puzzle pieces, but does he deserve to place the last few pieces? And might he be a little bit bitter that he wasn't "better recognized" for his work? People are just people. Once we find them rotting in the desert we maybe realize that none of the little stuff matters.
I thank you endlessly for your service.
I relate to most of this because I used to take care of people having very similar experiences in a big city hospital network. But it's those last couple things you said that hit home the hardest. I'm at the point nearly two years into a dark battle where I've come to terms with the fact I lost most my friends... but I'm excited about the higher caliber friends I'll have going forward, especially since I'm learning to love myself first (key). My best wishes for your strong recovery!
My desperate quest to regain wellness (remission) has led me down all sorts of alt-health avenues. So far my greatest relief comes from the use of psychedelics (for inner work), Kratom (for pain), qigong (for exercise and release), breathwork (to repair my cells & ANS), and fasting (I achieved my best remission yet after a 7-day fast). Yeah, cuckoo. As a retired hospital RN, I am disillusioned enough with the state of medical care in the USA that I basically refuse to go. I could go on and on about what a shame this is. I have tried Prednisone (a typical first line of treatment) and trust me that medicine is hell. My sympathy to anyone who must be on that drug for life.
Over time it has become clear why I am sick. Prior to 2021 I considered myself healthy. I had great diet (vegetarian, organic) and earth-bound lifestyle. I was bit of an extreme athlete, having covered thousands of miles solo backpacking Death Valley, the High Sierra, and the Colorado Plateau. I spent most my time outdoors in the fresh air. Yet, because of childhood trauma I was broken inside, and I indulged in self-hatred. Until recently I was in denial about all that. I suffered strange symptoms for years and ignored them. Exiting denial and re-parenting myself, showing myself compassion, has been very helpful.
If I can help anyone who is feeling well, it'd be to say cherish your health and give love -- not advice -- to the sick. To the sick, I'd say, may you be happy, healthy, and free from suffering
I definitely wasn't expecting the author to be a biologist. Where I live, fed wild animals are dead wild animals. Because you don't know when that animal who is now used to being fed is gonna break into the neighbors' houses or simply beg at the door, and get trapped or shot or poisoned or all three. It happens. Dang.
This type of solar farm is doomed to spend that money saved in either prevention and/or cleanup and repair.