You can’t just tell people to ‘get a VPN (Virtual Private Network)’. Buying a VPN is like buying a house. It’s very very important. Having no VPN or having a ‘wrong’ one can seriously damage your life. Especially for Americans because their privacy laws are garbage. I am going to try explain why you should get a VPN but bare with me, I am from Germany and my English is far from perfect.
Let’s start with a simple test. Click this link here: https://whatismyipaddress.com/ It will tell your IP adres, your ISP (internet service provider), and your location. The location might not be very accurate, but then again, it’s just a simple website. Imagine what the government can do!
So basically, everyone can find out where you live. But there is more danger. Your ISP. Your ISP logs your every move online and they are required to keep it in case the government wants access to it (or if a 3rd party wants to buy your data (yikes). They have everything. What websites you visit. How long you stay on a website. What you download. Your search terms. European laws are more subtle on this but if you are from the US you are #@*#&, especially because Trump doesn’t support the open internet. It’s scary but maybe in the future you can’t get a job because the recruiter knows your searched on ‘how to deal with depression’ or anythings else that’s supposed to be private because it’s your f*cking right. Or you get a $100k fine because you pirated a movie 15 years ago. You need a VPN. You’re dumb for not using one. but what does a VPN do?
A VPN encrypts all your data so if it were be intercepted no one can ‘crack the code’ and damage your privacy.
Usually being online goes like this (simplified): Your computer —-> ISP (—–> keeps data —–> sells it)
But with a VPN it goes like: Your computer —–> VPN (encrypts data)—–> ISP (ISP can’t see shit)
Furthermore, a VPN hides your IP address and location by giving you another IP address located in Spain for example (you can often choose from a list and change as many times as you want).
Now that you know why you should get a VPN and what is does it is important to educate yourself because people often choose the wrong VPN. VPN providers are also businesses and have to obey the law. If you choose a VPN provider located in the US then you are throwing your money away because the laws in the US shits on your privacy. If the US gov wants the provider to give all their logs they have to obey. The ISP still can’t see what you are doing online and sell your data but the US gov can interfere with your VPN provider so NEVER CHOOSE A PROVIDER LOCATED IN THE US.
I just wanted to make that very clear so my followers don’t buy false security.
There is still more danger! Who says your VPN provider isn’t selling your data? You need to check their logging policy. Do they keep logs? If yes, what for? For how long do they keep them? Tip: Choose a provider who doesn’t keep logs
More about law The US is part of the Five Eyes program (the worst):
The Five Eyes, often abbreviated as FVEY, is an intelligence alliance comprising Australia, Canada, New Zealand, the United Kingdom and the United States. These countries are bound by the multilateral UKUSA Agreement, a treaty for joint cooperation in signals intelligence (source)
There is also a Nine Eyes (bit better) and Fourteen Eyes Program (better). You don’t want a VPN provider who is located in one the Five Eyes countries. If you had to choose go for a provider located in a country that’s part of the Fourteen Eyes Program or even better, go for a country that isn’t part of any program!
I know this is a shitty explanation and please pardon my english but now it’s time to do your own research. Take your privacy seriously. Maybe WWIII breaks out and you get killed for liking the ‘wrong’ FB-page.
Make sure that your future VPN provider both has green boxes for Privacy Jurisdiction and Privacy Logging.
I recommend ovpn.se and trust.zone. ovpn is located in Sweden so they are part of the 14 Eyes Program and they keep minimal logs. Their business ethics, however, are alright.
Trustzone is located in the Seychelles. No country can interfere and their privacy jurisdiction is the best you can get. The US want your data but needs to get it from Trustzone? The Seychelles will simply give them the finger and wave them goodbye. However, this makes this provider very appealing for people who torrent and criminals because they keep no logs (and that is how it shoud be) Also, there are almost no marketing efforts so this provider is one the cheapest)
Also, often providers such as ExpressVPN are being called ‘The Best’ on websites about VPNs but know that this is just marketing which also makes those provider more expensive (and they too shit on your privacy)
This must be the worst article you have ever read but please, please take your privacy very seriously.
I am also with Trustzone but I think you forgot to explain one of it’s most important features. It protects you when you are using someone else’s Wi-Fi. If you are at Starbucks and you use their Wi-Fi your privacy is at risk. Anyone with ill intentions could steal your information. Especially if you are using an unsecured Wi-Fi hotspot. With a VPN your data gets encrypted so no one can steal it.
Wait, what’s going, on? Did trump destroy internet privacy with a bill or something? Where’s the news? Oh wait, why am I getting visions of Alex Jones and selling water purifiers?
He hasn’t yet but he says he wants to. And if he is serious about it it would be really easy to do. Since all our data is already recorded, as the person above explained.
Trump wants more surveillance of Muslim Americans. This in a country where internet privacy is already close to non-existent.
To all my friends in the US, please read this entire post. Making everyone aware of VPNs is going to be my mission. Your privacy matters. Please reblog this post.
Don’t tell me you just wanted to scroll past this. Stop looking at pictures of cats for a moment, okay? Don’t you realize how important this is? This is dangerous! ‘America, the best FREE country in the world’ my ass.
With this new law your ISP can sell your Internet history which could include passwords, usernames, religion, credit card numbers, race and much more to the highest bidder. So here is what I want you to do.
You are going to read the whole thing and before you think ’this is so important. Let me reblog this real quick and go back to admiring cats again-’ NO! Don’t reblog this. Take action first. Then reblog. Sign up for a free trial! Trust.Zone offers one (here). Yes. It might be difficult to set up a VPN for some people. But is that going to stop you from protecting yourself and your family? 30 minutes. 30 minutes is all that it takes. 5 if you know how to install software. The problem with some of you is that you see ‘difficult’ as something negative. I want you to see difficult differently. I need you to push through this stuff. You are going to protect yourself. There is nothing negative about that.
VPNs are fun and costsaving too! A VPN bypasses geographical restrictions so you can access websites you normally can’t or you could start Netflix’s one month free trial over and over again- forever. And it’s legal! (unless you use it to buy weapons etc.,)
Don’t tell yourself that you are too tired and that you will do this tomorrow. Because that isn’t going to happen and you know it. You have to do this right now. You only have to click on it.
Don’t let this/shit/life just happen to you. Take yourself seriously. Get a VPN.
Privacy is not a privilege, it’s a fundamental human right
Ok sorry that it’s so freaking long and also sorry for the language, but this is extremely important. Please reblog!
We’ve all heard the “little old lady mistakes Evil Demon for her grandson” story. But what we don’t know is that the little old lady is doing this on purpose. Tricking the demons that arrive into caring for her so as to extend her own lifespan. It’s been going on for centuries, until one day, the Lord of Death himself has to step in and put an end to this lady’s games.
Anette is always cold now, bundled up beneath a giant quilt, and she’s said if the doctors can’t do anything to help her then she’d rather be back home. She’s so weak now, so frail. Todd hunches over her, not daring to leave her bedside, nothing in this world or the next that he can do. Her withered hand slips out from beneath the covers and touches his knee, and he closes his hands over it.
“Toddy,” she whispers. “I have something I need to tell you. It’s been very naughty of me, lying to you like this, but you haven’t been completely honest with me either, so I don’t think you have much room to complain.”
Her toothless lips turn up in a rueful grin. “I didn’t summon you here by accident.”
There is something heavy shifting in his chest: a sudden weight, a sudden absence. He doesn’t know why, it’s not as if he hasn’t seen the clues. The fact that they never returned the occult book to the library, and it’s sat on her bookshelf all these years. The fact that she’d had to speak the incantation in order to completely the ritual. The plastic shaker in her spice rack filled with dried goat’s blood. The fact that she’s never once been anything but kind to him.
“I know,” he says, his voice grating in his throat.
“I hope you can forgive me,” says Anette. “That wasn’t the first time I’ve done it. I’ve had a long, long life before you, you know, Todd?” Her foggy eyes turn up to the ceiling as she smiles in sightless reminiscence. “Oh! I’ve meant to ask you – you don’t want I should still be calling you Todd, do you? Because that isn’t your real name …”
“Of course it is,” he says, and the words come out in a sob, in a sudden jolt of panic, because he cannot lose this, not along with all the delusions he’s let himself believe would endure, not along with everything else. “I’m Todd, I’m your -” His voice catches. “Your-”
“Of course, of course, of course you are,” she says quickly, patting the back of his hand. “I just wanted to know what you preferred, that’s all. I was just worried that … that this might get a little bit confusing later, but never you mind, just as long as you’re happy.”
Her hair is loose, spread across her pillow to frame her face like a bloodless halo. The porcelain angels on her bedside are watching them. “It’s a strange old doctrine,” she says, “where you can be as wicked as you want all your life, and then at the end you repent and are redeemed. Because He so loved the world, isn’t it? And love, love, oh, that redeems everything.
“The cruelest people in the world,” she sighs, “I bet you anything their grandmothers loved them. Or their mothers or their fathers or their lovers or their children or anyone, anyone at all.” Her gnarled fingers close over Todd’s massive claw. “Is there anyone so terrible that they could not be loved?”
And then, almost in the same rattling breath: “And in the end, why should that save them?”
Anette gathers up all the strength left in her body and shifts a few vital inches to the side, breathing through her nose with the effort, and as Todd watches her intently she pats an empty spot on her mattress. “There can be no repentance without acknowledgement,” she says. “There can be no love without being fully known. Come, confess to me your sins.”
It takes a long time. The gas lamps flicker and die out. He tells her about the souls he’s swindled from people and damned for eternity, the firstborns that he’s torn from their mothers’ arms, all the little tasks he once thought tedious and mundane that are now magnified and horrific with recollection, and Anette shudders and sighs and sometimes laughs wistfully along with him.
And dawn comes, and there is a knock on the door.
Todd shudders into wakefulness, a spot on her pillow sodden with his tears and drool. He glances at Anette and she is awake, her breathing unchanging.
“It’s time,” she says, and then: “Oh dearie me, this might get a bit confusing.”
The door swings open and the Lord of Death enters, all clad in black.
“Oh, Todd,” Anette says, propped up on her pillow to greet him. “Finally, you visit.”
Todd the demon startles out of his protective stance, staring in bewilderment. “You? You’re – You’re Todd? The Todd?”
“I’m Tod,” the Lord of Death corrects, and then seeing nothing but confusion, clarifies: “You know, Tod, as in, Im Tod wie im Leben?” Still nothing. “Well, never mind. I’d prefer to be called by my professional title while I’m working, anyway.”
The Lord of Death flows silently across the floor to loom over Anette and clears his throat, reciting: “You have cavorted with the forces of darkness for centuries, summoned demons from Hell, committed countless cruelties just to stave off your death. And now there is only one fate left for you.”
Anette lies back, eyes closed, at peace, and that’s when Todd lunges forward and growls, “Don’t you touch her!”
The walls shake, the porcelain dolls shatter against the floor, and Honey comes running in, flecking sulfur, barking madly. “Don’t do this!” Anette screams. “Todd! Todd, it’s okay! I’m ready! I wanted -“ There is a shriek, the sound of cloth tearing, the shattering of bone. “I wanted you to have a chance.” Her voice breaks. “I wanted – to think – that I could save you.”
The Lord of Death is gone, a long strip of black fabric dangling from Honey’s jaws, and Todd comes stumbling over to her. Anette’s face is gray, her breathing shallow. “Todd,” she says. Her words come in gasps. “You – you silly boy. You could’ve -” Her hand comes up to stroke his face. “It’s too late for me. Far, far too late. You couldn’t -”
“Shh,” he whispers, and bends over her. “It’s going to be okay.” She is so frail, her skin translucent, and he gently lifts her soul from the ravaged flesh, as he has so many times before, and cradles her to his chest.
“There’s only -” he says. “There’s only one place left. One place we can go.”
“Of course,” Anette whispers, and she is brilliant now, despite everything, as is every human soul he’s ever handled, the core of them shining through despite their stain. She reaches up to touch him on the cheek. “You’re such a good boy. No, wait, that’s a lie, isn’t it?” She shakes her head. “Well, it doesn’t matter, does it? Whether we’re good or not. Just as long as we had each other.”
They are between realms now, the warmth of her home gone, and the bleak and desolate landscape materializes around them, and he clutches her to his chest and walks, through the shrieking winds that slice through bone, the wailing of the damned, one foot after another, off into the cold and eternal dark.
eucalyptus trees are full of flammable oil that causes the trees to explode during forest fires, killing other trees and spreading its seeds to grow in their place. koalas survive solely because nothing else in their environment Wants To Eat The Fucking Bombs
oh u like that? try this one: the main natural cause of death in koalas is starvation, because
1) their dumbass teeth are SHIT. to be a herbivore and chomp cellulose all day u need some real tough grinders in there, and almost every other herbivore in nature has SOME sort of dental adaptation to make sure they dont run out of tooth by the time they hit middle age. horses have big tall teeth, wombat teeth grow forever, kangaroos have got a little conveyor belt system goin on, etc etc everyone’s doin SOMETHING except fuckign koalas. idiots have tiny fuckin shortass normal teeth that do an okay job for maybe like 15 years and then wear down and leave them with ridiculous fuckin useless old man gums that do shit all. but thats fine bc all koalas do anyway is sit in trees and sleep 22hrs a day then wake up and scream and eat poison and they do this all day every day until they run out of teeth at which point they just fall out of the tree and die
2) idiots can’t die any other fuckin way bc nothing in nature wants to eat them bc their bodies are chocker block with LITERAL poison. fuckin USELESS their flesh just sits around and slowly rots bc its too gross-tasting and toxic for any animal w half a brain cell to think abt going near it. have yall ever seen koala viscera. bc i have and let me tell u that shit is RANK. looks like the inside of a smoker’s lung from some fuckdamn nicabate ad bc the tannins in eucalypt leaves stain their organs like khaki black. like some fuckin dark!steve irwin costume well better piss ur way right off from this one anti-steve bc thats a natural defense mechanism meant to warn u that koalas should in no way be alive and if u touch them theyll drag u into their stupid evolutionary dead-end where they get to sit around all day doin fuck all and pumpin themselves full of brain-killing poison while we run around makin them our olympic games mascots and pretending theyre cute and honest to god looking for ways to save them from the brink of extinction which actually is unnecessary bc a) theyre not really endangered at all, nature is a fuckign miracle and b) the drongos clearly want to die so i say let em
by the way i never elaborated on “koalas sit in trees all day screaming” but heres a lil fuckin. heres a fun nugget heres a lil soundbyte this is what koalas sound like
Stop abusing your boyfriends and yes what you are doing is abuse.
Stop:
Yelling at him in front of his friends
Hitting or slapping him when he does or says something you don’t like
Telling him he doesn’t have a choice when it comes to decisions that involve both of you
Telling him he can’t hang out with friends because you don’t like him
Telling him to not talk to other girls even if they are his friend
Forcing him to spend every moment with you
Belittling him and pointing out all his flaws
Calling him stupid or making fun of him for making a mistake
Threatening to break up with him if he doesn’t do what you want
Being emotionally manipulative and crying until he does what you want
Accusing him of cheating every time he’s not with you
Blow up is phone if he doesn’t text you every five minutes
Telling him you are the must thing that has ever happened to him and no one else will love
Physically attacking him when ever you are mad
Forcing him to have sex despite that fact that he said he didn’t want to
Invading his privacy by going through his phone
Getting mad at him for changing his password and demanding he tell you what it is
If a guy did any of these things to a girl it would be considered abuse but since its the other way around its considered normal. Throughout High school I saw many girl treating their boyfriends like shit. Sometime even physically abusing them in the hallways and no one trying to stop it because its a girl attacking a boy.
Boys: If your girlfriend does anything on this list leave her. It is abuse and you deserve better.
Girls: if you find your self doing anything on this list to your boyfriend you need to knock it off because you are being abusive.
!!!!!!!!
My brother was abused by his babies mom and it started like this and escalated to child abuse and neglect.
You don’t deserve to be screamed at, ignored, or assaulted.
Not showing affection when she wants or not hugging her before class) or missing a phone call doesn’t warrant getting cussed out or hit.
Lol, I lost 5 followers from reblogging this. That’s fine, y’all can go
Whole lot of grown women do this too.
Just wanna throw these in too
Being passive aggressive with him when he wants to spend time with friends or doing other things
controlling when he’s able to go out with friends
Breaking up his friendships with other girls just because you’re insecure
Making him feel like his opinions in decisions that affect the both of you are irrelevant and don’t matter
testing him in anyway in general without his knowledge or permission (example: catfishing! it’s manipulative and weird don’t fucking do that)
taking money/credit cards without permission to spend on things without his knowledge ( had an ex friend do this constantly to her boyfriend and she’d always condone it because “he’ll get over it” )
guilting him for hanging out with friends/family over you and making him choose between you and friends/family
telling him “you don’t love me if you *insert harmless activity he wants to do here* “
being rude or mean to him in front of others to assert dominance or power over him
downloading apps to spy on his phone activity (yes, this is a thing “”regular”” people do) or snooping on his social media to see who he’s talking to
hitting him, slapping him, punching him, shoving him. literally how do people not understand slapping your male partner is bad. people tend to find this funny in media and society and its weird. KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF YOUR PARTNER WITHOUT PERMISSION.
I come from a family of very forward and manipulative women and i see it in media all the time. it’s fucked and people need to not be accepting of young girls acting like snot-nosed, abusive shit heads that think they can get away with manipulation and cruelty because they happen to be girls.
and let me add this. ABUSIVE TEEN GIRLFRIENDS TURN INTO ABUSIVE GROWN ASS WOMEN GIRLFRIENDS WHO TURN INTO ABUSIVE WIVES.
if you have an abusive teen or young adult gf right now fellas, leave. don’t let her use you to get her shit right. you’ll be so fucked up by the time she gets it together if she ever does and believe that most likely she won’t.
Can i just add that ive seen young queer girls do this to their girlfriends. Girls can be abusers and you are right to leave.
Women/young girls can definitely be just as abusive. I knew a young man that got ran over and had his leg broken by his girlfriend because (in her words he annoyed her) He refused to press charges.
Another young lady started to hit her ex boyfriend because he wouldn’t take her back because of the abuse. He called the cops on her and they literally started laughing at him because she was very petite in comparison to him. Anyone can be abusive and I wish more people understood that.
dammit I’d spam my blog if i reblog this more than once but dude this is really important.
In preparation for June, I created this simple design for different orientations and sexualities! I’ve got them all up on my redbubble shop if needed,but i just want to share this art with tumblr!
YEAH SO ITS TICK SEASON AND NORMALLY I WOULD GIVE COOL FACTS ABOUT BUGS, TODAY I’M JUST REMINDING YOU THAT ITS TICK SEASON AND TICKS ARE GARBAGE AND YOU SHOULD BE READY TO DEAL WITH THEM.
ALSO TICK REPELLENT FOR DOGS IS REALLY TOXIC TO CATS.
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