Okay, lots of women having experience with stalking works. That's the kind of answer I'm looking for. But what about the women who don't have that experience? Or the men?
Okay, lots of women having experience with stalking works. That's the kind of answer I'm looking for. But what about the women who don't have that experience? Or the men?
I get that. I do. That's not what I'm asking about.
Because unless and until they use what they recorded against you, no immediately measurable harm is done. Please don't take that out of context. I'm not saying it doesn't do harm, but I am saying it doesn't do the kind of harm a person would notice right away, especially not so strongly. Animal instinct doesn't…
You and a whole lot of other folks.
I'm not asking why they're not okay with it. That much is clear. I'm wondering why it's the same kind of reaction you'd expect if you stole their wallet. From where does such a strong FILM BAD instinct come?
Nation, it is a sad day in American history today. A day that will live in infamy for generations to come. A day which, in all likelihood will become a federal holiday to remember the damage done.
That's 1000% legit, but I would guess that sort of reason applies to a pretty small portion of the populace.
I'll have to go read that (and other things), then.
No, it doesn't. It's a bad idea even if they don't seem to care at all.
Y'know, legally I get it, and when considered as setting precedent for what is or isn't okay to record I get it. Filming any/every object that crosses your gaze on a whim without the permission of any party but yourself is bad. But you know what I don't get?
They would be lying if they did. Also, I would wonder why I was buying condoms.
Plenty does not mean all or even most. Enough men are uncomfortable that it's not right to say "men don't have this problem".
I assure you, plenty of men are also embarrassed to be seen buying condoms - though for a different blend of reasons.
Suppose a person's digestive tract happens to have a flair for the dramatic, and a deep longing to create art in the form of splatter patterns. Obviously this necessitates more rigorous (and frequent) cleaning of the toilet bowl, but doing so after every erm... performance... seems unreasonably tedious.
My body is a hideous mess and shall remain quite covered at all times. My face is... acceptable, I guess? My hair is apparently fascinating.
It's not hard at all to write about video games. If you have a little luck, it's not even hard to get published doing it.
Y'know, I'd finally stopped spending quite so much time all over the internet, and getting rolling here again is probably a step backwards on that, but whatever. This is also probably a bad idea because bitter, over-generalizing rants are usually bad ideas. This is also probably a bad idea because it's clearly much…
My Wii U has been excellent to me since launch, with the exception of some crashes during Monster Hunter.
I waited in the cold on launch night for a PS4. It had the blue pulse of death. No Best Buy anywhere in the general vicinity had any units to exchange.
Hey, I didn't say they were right to think that. I said they think that and two other things that allow them to feel completely righteous in continuing to host creepshot-like content without being hypocrites. Not being a hypocrite isn't the same thing as being right.