

A match afterwards might help… better obscure your face, license plate, and use cash.
Time to stop using lemmy.world communities, fellas.
A match afterwards might help… better obscure your face, license plate, and use cash.
They’re already putting in ads on the dash screen in Jeeps… I’d imagine electric cars (well, teslas, anyway) are going to start getting grumpy that radio stations and spotify get so much ‘free’ ear time, and start putting in their own ads in the speakers that will play when they feel like it.
Keeping my reply of emphatic no here to not clutter up the thread. The closest I ever came was raising a fictional toast when Brian Jacques passed. I downloaded a copy of the recipe book he had written and made some of the otter’s hot soup.
I do find it interesting that no one in the thread who answered yes is really trying to explain why they cried. Sure, saying that you cared about their work means that you thought they were important, but how is that enough to cause you to cry? It seems like we’d have to drill down into the idea of parasocial relationships and examine how much these folks have built up the idea that the person they cried over was actually a part of their life.
I’ll acknowledge I’m probably the epitome of cold, uncaring bastard when it comes to death. My job involves handling society’s recently dead, as well as those who may be getting close. I didn’t cry when my family members died; I just don’t see the point in crying or even being sad. It doesn’t change anything. I’d rather go read a book, watch a movie, play a game, row my scull, ride the bike, or jump out of a plane with friends. Those are all fun, and seem a much better use of my time.
I just want to know the evidence for the motorcycles. Is it really a “stockpile” of them, or is he a rich bitch and likes motorcycles like jay leno likes cars?
That just sounds like one step up from what most consider vanilla sex. “Oh baby, I love it, harder, harder!” is about as much of a lie as “I have never consumed one unit of marijuana, sir.”
Remember that these things are basically ad-hoc devices that snake oil salesmen have convinced government agencies to buy into. The fact that your muscles near the buttocks move is enough for them to get the next level of the MLM, the interviewers, to be convinced that it can detect it.
The interviewers know this, and will fail you after reminding you multiple times that the only answers you can give is yes or no. The mental breakdown has to stay inside your head to be effective. ;)
Go take some classes on stress management and biofeedback and learn to control all those things they are testing for
The only real measure that they can read is your breathing rate. Everything else is so variable naturally that it’s just noise.
There’s a pad that you sit on that will register the flexing of muscles in the area.
Because they get people to admit to things they wouldn’t otherwise. A polygraph test starts with the interviewer “just talking” (and those are massive, giant quotation marks there) to you for about a half hour. They slip in little statements about other, experienced officers who are currently employed despite past wrongdoings, “because they admitted” to the bad shit. Meanwhile, when you admit to bad shit, guess who’s not getting hired?
The interviewer will give you a giant list to go through, asking if you’ve done any of the hundreds of bad things, and ask you to explain any “yes” answers you give to the question of committing a crime.
So now you’re primed to confess to things, and the interviewer and agency gets to comb through those confessions to see if they don’t want to hire you. They also get to reject you if they don’t like you and blame it on you failing the ‘lie detector’ test, or the interviewer can simply say you’re lying.
Go read the book called, and I may be remembering this incorrectly, ‘Beat the polygraph.’ It goes into the history, the failures, and the ‘science’ of polygraphs. It’s enough to get you pretty deep in the subject without reading actual research papers.
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