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[leftistfeminista]

Trolls Used Her Face to Make Fake Porn. There Was Nothing She Could Do.

Sabrina Javellana was a rising star in local politics — until deepfakes derailed her life.

https://www.nytimes.com/2024/07/31/magazine/sabrina-javellana-florida-politics-ai-porn.html

Most mornings, before walking into City Hall in Hallandale Beach, Fla., a small city north of Miami, Sabrina Javellana would sit in the parking lot and monitor her Twitter and Instagram accounts. After winning a seat on the Hallandale Beach city commission in 2018, at age 21, she became one of the youngest elected officials in Florida’s history. Her progressive political positions had sometimes earned her enemies: After proposing a name change for a state thoroughfare called Dixie Highway in late 2019, she regularly received vitriolic and violent threats on social media; her condemnation of police brutality and calls for criminal-justice reform prompted aggressive rhetoric from members of local law enforcement. Disturbing messages were nothing new to her.

The morning of Feb. 5, 2021, though, she noticed an unusual one. “Hi, just wanted to let you know that somebody is sharing pictures of you online and discussing you in quite a grotesque manner,” it began. “He claims that he’s one of your ‘guy friends.’”

Javellana froze. Who could have sent this message? She asked for evidence, and the sender responded with pixelated screenshots of a forum thread that included photos of her. There were comments that mentioned her political career. Had her work drawn these people’s ire? Eventually, with a friend’s help, she found a set of archived pages from the notorious forum site 4chan. Most of the images were pulled from her social media and annotated with obscene, misogynistic remarks: “not thicc enough”; “I would breed her”; “no sane person would date such a stupid creature.” But one image further down the thread stopped her short. She was standing in front of a full-length mirror with her head tilted to the side, smiling playfully. She had posted an almost identical selfie, in which she wore a brown crew-neck top and matching skirt, to her Instagram account back in 2015. “It was the exact same picture,” Javellana said of the doctored image. “But I wasn’t wearing any clothes.”

There were several more. These were deepfakes: A.I.-generated images that manipulate a person’s likeness, fusing it with others to create a false picture or video, sometimes pornographic, in a way that looks authentic. Although fake explicit material has existed for decades thanks to image-editing software, deepfakes stand out for their striking believability. Even Javellana was shaken by their apparent authenticity.

“I didn’t know that this was something that happened to everyday people,” Javellana told me when I visited her earlier this year in Florida. She wondered if anyone else had seen the photos or the abusive comments online. Several of the threads even implied that people on the forum knew her. “I live in Broward County,” one comment read. “She just graduated from FIU.” Other users threatened sexual violence. In the days that followed, Javellana became increasingly fearful and paranoid. She stopped walking alone at night and started triple-checking that her doors and windows were locked before she slept. In an effort to protect her personal life, she made her Instagram private and removed photographs of herself in a bathing suit.

Discovering the images changed how Javellana operated professionally. Attending press events was part of her job, but now she felt anxious every time someone lifted their camera. She worried that public images of her would be turned into pornography, so she covered as much of her body as she could, favoring high-cut blouses and blazers. She knew she wasn’t acting rationally — people could create new deepfakes regardless of how much skin she showed in the real world — but changing her style made her feel a sense of control. If the deepfakes went viral, no one could look at how she dressed and think that she had invited this harassment.

[roturo]

MOONLIGHT SUNRISE

summary: You never thought your modeling career wouldn't turn the way it did, but, maybe this new world was a new opportunity to also find love?

warnings: smut, bdsm (mentions of it, but it's not implied yet.), fingering, nipple play, edging, orgasm denial, straddling, modeling au, fashionista?!gojo satoru, model!reader.

IMPORTANT A/N AT THE END.

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“I know you are awake! Open the door! It's good news!” Your best-friend, and roommate kept calling your name through the door, yesterday wasn't a great night. You failed at the mission to be part of some runaways, because 'you don't fit the concept' so what else you could expect? How could you achieve your modeling career?

You opened the door, and your best-friend sprinted towards you, pushing you so you could lay again on bed. “You’ve some job to do tonight.” She told you, grabbing her phone from her pocket, “Oh my god, it's not my time to do the laundry this week- you know-“

“You´re going to a runaway! I got you the job!”

“what??“

And she was right. You got the job! But this didn't seem like a normal runaway at all. You were waiting for the make-up artist to arrive while everyone had already changed into some 'weird' clothes, mostly black and silver, which, you suppose that's the theme... but... some of them, had quite different accessories.

Handcuffs... nipple clamps, harness.... were those pet collars?... gags...

“Oh! You're the newbie! A friend of mine talked me about you.” A man got closer to you, he called your name and you simple nodded. ¨Great! Here, take your clothes, this are some puffy handcuffs, well, because you're new, and we don’t want to hurt those pretty wrists. You can ask someone else to help you put them on, then… we have a black basic satin dress, pretty cute! I know, and a satin matching blindfold. So now go! Fiu! Show me what you got butterfly!¨

W....what? Everything happened in a flash, everything is happening in a flash. He pushed you into what you suppose it's a changing room...

You changed into your new clothes... no shoes... they were doing your makeup, nothing too much, you could see it was pretty natural. ¨Oh dear, you're the new one right? Want me to help you with those?¨ The makeup artist signaled at the shiny silver handcuff, with some puffy black bom-boms, you shyly nodded.

Without you telling them, they also got the blindfold on your head, how were you supposed to see? Man, I don't even know, and they were already telling you to do a line.

They were about 2 people in front of you, seeing by the small space between your blindfold and nose, only seeing the floor and feet. You felt someone slightly pushing you to start walking.

You were praying to god to not let you fall this time, one two three, one two three, was all in your head, toe heel, toe heel, you're doing it great!

Not realizing some blur orbs followed you along.

You thought this was over? Well, too bad for you, because now it's exhibition time so buyers can see what they are buying to play with! Isn't this amazing?

You couldn't see anything, trying your best to stay still, but you swear some woman was examining even the pores of your face. “I've never seen you here? Are you new here?”

She got closer to you, feeling her breathing on your face, she grabbed your hair, twirling it around her finger. “Aren't you cute?” She pulled her finger with your hair, a small whine leaving you. “Get on your knees.”

Her voice sounded demanding, it's like something controlled you. You got one knee down first and then the other. She left an astonished laugh, like she couldn't believe what she saw... not like you can.

“You don't even know nothing about BDSM! What are you doing here?”

You could hear her saying some bad remarks of your posture and how you 'aren't well trained' hearing some giggles at the distant.

She mildly slapped you, causing you to finally break-down, some tears spilling out of your eyes, thanks to the embarrassment, you were scared, mostly because you don't know what you got into.

When you felt you were about to get another hit, another voice came into space.

“Why don't you respect the models who are offering you the little toys you will use for your couple? Or are you jealous they look better on her than in you?” Her hand was tightly trapped by the other persons hand. “You better leave, because security already knows what you did, and they'll get you.”

You heard a huff from the lady, you flinched at the feeling of someone else untying your blindfold to be met with some beautiful blue crystal eyes, some white hair, and a black suit. He might be the handsomest man you ever seemed in your life. He caressed your cheek, tilting your head to the side, searching for any bruises. Then he smiled with no teeth. “Get up darling, it's okay.”

You haven't realized the big height difference between you two until you were completely up.

“Thank you...?”

“Satoru darling, call me Satoru.”

“I can’t fucking believe you!” Your best friend laughed when you told her about what happened, if she’s isn’t a bitch….

“I don’t know how you can laugh at what YOU did.”

“If i’m being honest with you, I knew it was a bdsm runaway, been into that shit for some years now, but I didn’t know the GOJO SATORU was going to be there and save your ass! You don’t know how lucky you are”

“What are you talking about? They humiliated me there! At least they had to pay me as good as they did, and thankfully they also gave me a bonus for the ‘misunderstanding’ And I couldn’t care less about Gojo Satoru, I don’t even know who he is.”

Your friend gave you the same bitchy face as the old lady from the exhibition… asshole. “What do you mean you don’t know Gojo Satoru? He’s like one of the best fashionista’s not only in the BDSM style but, in Europe he’s an icon!”

“So…?” You asked, looking for your phone somewhere in the sheets of your bed.

“So? He’s like your big chance for your modeling career! The next Bella Hadid!” She made a gesture with her hands like a rainbow, while making a serious face trying to imitate a model.

When you found your phone, the first thing you saw in your lock screen was a new text-message from an unknown number, which you showed to your friend and signaled her to open it.

“No fucking way.” Your best friend took your phone out of your hands, she couldn’t believe it.

And no fucking way, indeed. The Gojo Satoru was offering you to work for him, not only as model but as… his sub?

What?…

As you entered his house, because, obviously your friend ‘wouldn’t let you loose a chance like this’, she taught you a little bit of what’s BDSM and how it’s executed beforehand. Something new for you, but you couldn’t criticize people for their sexual preferences when you haven’t even tried it yet.

You sat at an incredible large table on Satoru’s house, (more like a mansion for you), waiting for him. His, what you suppose, assistant, told you to wait there and brought you a glass of water. As you were looking around, Satoru sat next to you.

“It’s a pretty house, isn’t it?” You looked at his beautiful blue eyes, loosing yourself in them, even though you could barely see them with those black round little glasses he was using.

Both of your introduced to the other, more formally, pulling a small chat between the both of you to know each other. Where you work, how old are you, likes and dislikes, you learned he used to be a modeling teacher before he started his formal career as a fashionista, he was also a model, he achieved a lot of things even when he’s really young. He’s really charismatic and funny, made you feel like you known him for your whole life.

But then… He suddenly pulled a folder from down the table and put in front of you.

“You can found the contract for your modeling career, we give you a paycheck every month about 30k, depends on what you do, obviously, if you accept being my sub, that’s the price, if you want to only be a model it would be reduced to 15k. You can also found a paper where you’ll give your consent to what kinks, toys, you would like to use. Depending of how you adapt you can quit or add one. But for now, it’s for the first 3 months, then you could change it.”

…

….

What the fuck. Everything was going great, what happened to hello? How are you? this changed really, really quickly.

Satoru laughed at your innocence, you couldn’t believe what was happening that you didn’t even realized you said it out loud.

“Of course, you don’t have to sign the sub contract now, we can try some more vainilla things, or just model.”

“Vainilla?” You tilted your face, looking at him, you couldn’t deny it, he’s a nice, very nice, looking guy, broad shoulders, long and strong legs, same as the arms, tall, and a pretty smile. You felt really flustered when he defended you from that lady the other day.

“Yeah, vainilla, normal sex, just fuck you and that. Or…are you a virgin?” You felt the blood rushing to your face, how could he talk about this things so normally?

“I had sex… one-two times….” You said, in a shy voice which was barely loud enough to hear.

He chuckled, his hand sliding to grab yours. “Wanna have a third time?”

“Huh?” Did you heard that right? Is he asking you to have sex?

“Do you want me to fuck you so you can see if you feel comfortable?” This time he said it slower, trying to see if your confused face would change into something else so he can know if you understood him.

“H-here?…”

“If you want to fuck here, then I guess that’s okay! Tables can be quite useful” He stood up from his seat, unbuttoning his jacket.

“Wait, wait wait! No!” He took off his jacket, and he laughed. “I’m not undressing myself sweetheart, I can tell how you’re feeling about all this, is something new to you, I understand it.”

“Uh…” You really wanted to try this, it’s something new, and it sparked some curiosity in you.

“We can try kissing?”

“Kissing?” He seemed confused, he thought he would need you known you for some time more, so you could get familiar with him, but as it seemed, you were interested in this new world of BDSM.

“If you’re comfortable about that, it’s good for me, maybe later I can take you for a coffee or tea, depending what you like.” He gave you a small smile with a wink, sitting again.

Without giving a second thought, you stood up from your seat, taking shy steps until you were in front of him. Something about him felt so familiar, you couldn’t understand what made you feel comfortable in his presence, it’s like this was something you’ve done plenty of time. You slowly sat on his lap, grabbing your arms around his neck, his hand sliding around your waist. And like that, you gave him a small peck on his lips. His face was the same as you, shocked, he wouldn’t think you would have the courage to this.

You could see a small shade of pink on his cheeks and ears, making you giggle and give him another peck. This was fun. His hand grabbed your waist in a more possessive way, it’s like it was meant to be there.

His other hand, grabbed you by the back of your head and pulled you into a kiss.

You didn’t meant to rush it, but his lips on yours felt so good that your body started unconsciously moving back and forth, you heard a small groan coming out of him and the hand that was on your head slid down to grab you by the waist too, helping you straddle him.

A small whine left your mouth when the button of his jeans touched your clothed pussy, this feeling was so hard to explain, it just felt so right.

His lips felt just as soft and heavenly as your imagination had remembered, sweet and addicting just like him.

With a sigh, you slipped your hand into his hair, tugging a bit at the soft tendrils at the back of his head.

You nearly shivered at the grunt he let out in response to the action, bucking his hips up to meet yours making you let out a hum of approval into his mouth.

Rolling your hips down onto him in response, your breath caught in your throat as he gripped your hips to guide your movements into his bulge, thrusting up off the bed to meet you as you both let out noises of satisfaction into each other’s mouths.

“How slow do you want to take this?” He asked, almost sounding pained as he panted up at you. The look in his eyes wasn’t one you were familiar with on him; wild and nearly starved.

“I… I’ve just never…”

“It’s okay darling, i’ll help you through it.”

He gets you to lay down on the table, not completely, but comfortable enough. Satoru licks and pecks every part of your body. With your arms wrapped around his neck. He kisses you slowly from your forehead, nose, lips, shoulders, collarbone , and breasts . He stopped for a while, just about your nipple. He glances up at you for a minute , he can see you were showing your vulnerable and desperate body. It wasn’t your intention, but your position and expression showed it all.

A small smirk forms on his lips before he gets under your shirt and starts to slowly suck and lick on your nipple, from time to time. The sensation makes you whimper, but he was going painfully slow with everything. You want him inside of you already and to fuck you hard.

One of his hands slid through your body until your jeans. Unbuttoning them, he inserted his hand through your panties, his fingertips brushed through your folds, coating them in your juices and you whined when you felt him rub slowly at your clit. “how long have you been like this.” his voice was so calm, a contrast to how shaky your breath was.

“When I… I started kissing you.” You gasped and he started applying more pressure to your clit.

“Poor baby.” he cooed at you. “You must be so needy.” his fingers teased at your entrance and you bucked your hips towards his hand, causing him to chuckle.

He eased one of his fingers inside you and a soft moan left your lips, your hips moving to ride his finger, his eyes intensely staring at you. “more.” you whined quietly.

“More?” he smirked and inserted another finger, feeling how your walls clenched around his digits, his hand moving to match the movements of your hips, thrusting his finger in and out of your pussy and you could ear the wet sounds it did.

Your whimpers and moans started getting louder, your nails digging into the skin of his shoulder over the fabric of his white shirt and he groaned at the feeling, letting his head fall back into your neck, staring at you with hooded eyes as you fucked yourself on his fingers. not only his fingers felt amazing but he also looked so good in front of you and just looking at him fingering you could send you over the edge. His thumb came up to rub at your clit and your teeth sinked into your bottom lip, the feeling becoming too intense.

His fingers thrusted inside of you faster and deeper, your juices running down his hand as his thumb applied even more pressure on your clit and you were so overwhelmed that you couldn’t even kiss him properly anymore, too focused on how good his fingers felt inside you.

“Cum on my fingers, baby.” He broke the kiss for a short second, encouraging you, and then went back to devouring your mouth. your fingers intertwined with the locks of his hair, pulling slightly at it causing him to groan and the feeling became too much to hold it in anymore, he suddenly stopped. A familiar ring coming through your phone. He chuckled at your face. Dry tears covered your face, hickeys all around your neck, and you were slowly moving your hips to gain the friction back.

You left a small whine at the loss of his fingers inside of you, he inserted them on his mouth, moaning at the taste. He then grabbed your phone and gave it to you.

“That’s only a preview of what you could get if you accept my offer” And with that, he just winked and left.

A/N: This was really rushed tbh, i thought of turning this into a series, but recently i've been feeling pretty bad with my english, mostly because i think i'm not good enough at writing, or expressing the story the way i would've wanted to be. I have plently of cool ideas, but i can't do them since i feel like they won't be good enough. And that's how i've been feeling about my writings recently, i think they're REALLY bad. So i might take a break, idk, maybe keep trying, or just quit. I'm still thinking about it. So i hope you enjoyed this one :)

[sols-wild-ride]

Bad Music Bracket Round 2

Starting after this round, we will be doing two rounds at the same time just so the bracket can move quicker, and it will be like this in the future, except for once we reach the top 4.

This week's match up is Happy Ending by Hopsin vs Mi Bebito Fiu Fiu by Tito Silva. Oh god this match up.

Panel opinions below the cut.

Sol's Choice - Happy Ending

Happy Ending is so much worse. Hopsin has the horrible fate of being influenced by Eminem, and being the corny run off that entails. The blatant Asian racism is so much, and it comes from someone who is an insufferable bastard. As weird as Mi Bebito Fiu Fiu is, it being in another language and not knowing the political context salvages it for me. Meanwhile, Hopsin raps about getting two kinds of "jobs" while fetishizing Asian women.

Joe's Choice - Happy Ending

Mi Benito Fiu Fiu is a cheesy romance song with cheesy Spanish lyrics and fun but simple production that fits right in with a song you’d hear on the radio or in a mall, and its melody structure blatantly being a repurposing of the song “Thank You” by Dido isn’t helping it stand out. The worst that can be said of that song is that it is corny and unexciting, which is high praise compared to what can be said of “Happy Ending”. The music is not that interesting aside from the constant switching to an awkward sounding modified voice to represent the women speaking in the song, but the lyrics are truly awful. They are crude and juvenile, but worse is that every line is a gleeful description of a sexual encounter with language that is wildly misogynistic and racist, delivered with no shame or reservation. The entire song feels like hearing the unhinged rambling or tasteless remarks of the family member you are ashamed to be related to at a family reunion, set to a bargain bin beat. 

Adam's Choice - Happy Ending

Happy Ending is a concept so bad for a song that I don’t ever want to listen to it, so it wins by default.

[forensicated]

Information about The Bill for use in fan fictions or anything similar. (aka: how I found out there's a character limit on Tumblr) This will be edited, please feel free to comment anything you want adding or editing.

Part 2

Nicknames for the police/officers:

The Old Bill, Bizzies (busybodies or 'too busy to help'), Feds, Bluebottles, Coppers, Bobbies, Rozzers, Peelers, The Filth, The Fuzz, Dibble (Officer Dibble from Top Cat), Pigs, Plod, Plonk (Person Of Limited Or No Knowledge), The Thin Blue Line, Bacon ("Can you smell bacon?") "The Babylon" (Jamican slang), Boys In Blue, Hawaii 5-O, Woody/Woodentops, The Scum, PoPo, The Law, Gammon.

In the earlier series, CID would refer to Uniform as Woodentops and Woodentops would refer to CID as Superstars.

Community Support Officers: CHIMPS (Completely Hopeless In Most Policing Situations), Hobby Bobby, Plastic Policeman,

Police Lingo, acronyms and abbreviations

ABE: Achieving Best Evidence - recording a victim of serious sexual assault on video for their first statement so it can be played in court to show how they were/the state they were in and try and limit the victim having to be there in person/cross examined etc.

ABH: Actual Bodily Harm

AMIP: Area Major Incident Pool (now Specialist Crime And Operations)

ANPR: Automatic Numberplate Recognition

AP: Agrieved Person - Victim

ARV: Armed Response Vehicle

ASBO: Antisocial Behaviour Order.

ASNT: Area Searched No Trace.

ASP: Baton

Big Red Key: The enforcer

BIU: Borough Intelligence Unit - this is where they could check facial recognition, check through CCTV and use the computers to check for suspects and find out peoples backgrounds.

BLO: Borough Liaison Officer

Blues and twos: Lights/Sirens on police cars

CAD: Computer Aided Dispatch

CIB: Complaints Investigation Bureau, later DPS (Directorate Of Professional Standards)

CID: Criminal Investigation Department

CIM: Critical Incident Manager - Inspector usually who oversees all the big jobs and makes decisions to keep things rolling smoothly rather than lots of chiefs making conflicting decisions.

Civvies (normal civilian clothes - ie a PC changing for an obbo)

CO19 (Used to be SO19 - armed officers. Smithy and Max used to be CO19 officers.) Apparently now MO19!

Code 11: Off Duty

CPS: Crown Prosecution Service

CPT: Child Protection Team

Crimint: Criminal Intelligence

CRIS: Crime Report Information System

CS Spray: Sprayed at criminal resisting arrest. Temporarily makes them unable to see properly and irritates their respiratory system. to enable them to be arrested. Sometimes now called PAVA spray.

CSE: Crime Scene Examiner (was SOCO- Scenes Of Crime Officer)

CSU: Community Support/Safety Unit Now joined with DVU and called SODAIT - Sexual Offences And Domestic Abuse Investigation Team

CLO: Community Liaison Officer

D&D: Drunk And Disorderly.

DVU: Domestic Violence unit. See CSU.

ETA: Expected Time Of Arrival "ETA, 5 minutes."

FATAC: Fatal Accident

Fence: Someone who buys and sells stolen goods

FED REP: Federation Representatives. Officers trained to support officers who are accused of crimes or otherwise want to take the service/bosses on.

FIU: Financial Investigation Unit

FLO: Family Liaison Officer (supports the family members/person who is going through a horrendous time. IE: Jim when Eva's daughter when missing and Smithy to Leanne Samuels when her daughter Carly was murdered)

FME: Force/Forensic Medical Examiner (Police doctor who reviews and treats criminals (and occasionally injured staff) who have gotten hurt, have complex medical issues or who need medication)

FPN: Fixed Penalty Notice - an on the spot fine.

GBH: Grievous Bodily Harm

Grass: informing on someone who has done a crime. Handling: someone who has accepted/bought stolen items either knowingly or unknowingly dependant on circumstances.

IBO: Used in later years instead of the CAD room, the Integrated Borough Operations handled non emergency telephone calls, CCTV viewing, contacting officers and similar. The CAD room was not needed as emergency calls were answered at Scotland Yard or Hendon and then sent to the relevant IBO Operator for the borough (which would be at Bow Central Communications Command) who would then send it to Sun Hill's IBO so all information can be relayed to the officers attending. Much like CAD, the IBO has a Sgt and PC's who would monitor the CCTV and IBO computers and assign officers to calls.

IC1-6 This is how the officers described skintones when searching for suspects/victims/witnesses.IC1 is White skinned european. IC2 is Dark Skinned European. IC3 is Afro Caribbean appearance, IC4 is Asian appearance (Indian Pakistani or Bangladeshi), IC5 is Chinese or Japanese appearance and IC6 is Arabian/Egyptian appearance.

Index: Vehicle registration - spelt out phonetically

India 99: Police helicopter.

IRB: Incident Report Book (Notebook) apparently now it's a force/work phone!

IRV: Incident Response Vehicle

LIO: Local Intelligence Officer

LEO: Local Enforcement Officer

LOS: Lost or Stolen

Misper: Missing Person

MIT: Major Incident Team (Used to be Murder Investigation Team)

MP: Met Police Information Room (Scotland Yard)

NCPA: No Cause For Police Action

NCS: National Crime Squad

NFA: No Further Action

NOIP: Notice Of Intended Prosecution. You're not arrested but the police are coming to take you to court soon.

Nonce: Sexual Offender - most used for Paedophiles.

OBBO: Observation - Keeping watch on suspects

OP: Observation Point

PACE: Police And Criminal Evidence Act - The police are bound to act by all rules, objectives and codes of conduct of this act of parliament in every part of their work.

PANDA: Normal police car that's not used for pursuing other cars. That's generally left to the Area Car or an IRV.

Pimp - someone who takes money from a woman on the sex trade. Also known as living off immoral earnings.

PIT: Precision Immobilisation Technique Manoeuvre (usually they try using a stinger to burst the tiers of a car thats speeding away from the police but it's not always possible. Where the road is wide enough and no one will become endangered by it,advanced drivers who are TPAC trained can do a manoeuvre to the car they're chasing and put it into spin to stop it. It CANNOT be done to busses/trucks/motorcycles etc and it's advised to not do it to a car you fear may be carrying armed occupants but to be honest it's not a massively used thing in the UK.)

PNC: Police National Computer = Real time checks on criminal records, outstanding warrants, missing and wanted people, registration checks etc.

PolAc: Police Accident (Ie car crash or hitting a pedestrian etc when it's a police officer involved)

PR: Officers police radio.

Refs: Refreshments/break time

Ringer - A vehicle that has been made up of parts of other cars or identity changed. Sometimes called a Cut n Shut.

RJ: Restorative Justice - a criminal doing something instead of being cautioned/imprisoned - like painting over their graffiti with a new coat of paint.

RTA/C: Road Traffic Accident/Collision

Rule 43 (Now 45): Vulnerable Prisoners in a prison. Smithy endured bullying to avoid being put in this as it means segregation and would bring him more attention and also a lot of isolation. This is for prisoners who are sex offenders, mentally ill, have a target on their back for grassing or being a convicted police/prison officer etc.

RUI: Released Under Investigation - bailed but the case is still being investigated and can be rearrested at any moment. The police hate this but the government have got touchy over bailing people.

Section 59 - Anti Social Behaviour Vehicle Seizure - you've kept driving like a prat so they're taking your car.

Section 165 - Seizing a car for no insurance. Most likely to be crushed.

Shout: A call out/incident communicated over the radio.

Sierra Oscar: Sun Hill Station Call Sign

Snout: Registered informant who gets paid for giving info. NNo sometimes CHIS - Covert Human Intelligence Source or Informant.

SO10: Now Covert Operations - Undercover Policing - can be long term and go really deep undercover. Stevie used to be in this dept. Now includes Counter Terrorism.

SOCA: Serious And Organised Crime Agency

SOPO: Sex Offenders Prevention Order (useless essentially!)

SOR - Sex Offenders Register

Stretch: Prison sentence.

TIU: Telecoms Investigation/Intelligence Unit

TOA: Time Of Arrival "Show me TOA 13.23"

Tom: Prostitute

TPAC Tactical Pursuit And Containment - trained officers who bring vehicles to a stop - like boxing cars in etc.

Trojan Unit: Armed Police

TSG: Territorial Support Group

TWOC: Taking a car without owners consent

VIN: Vehicle Identification Number

VRN: Vehicle Registration Number

Phonetic Alphabet Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, Delta, Echo, Foxtrot, Golf, Hotel, India, Juliet, Kilo, Lima, Mike, November, Oscar, Papa, Quebeck, Romeo, Sierra, Tango, Uniform, Victor, Whiskey, Xray, Yankee, Zulu.

Areas Of Sun Hill/Canley Wharfs/Docks Jubilee Wharf, India Wharf, Limeharbour Dock, Sussex Wharf, Limeharbour Dock, Sussex Wharf, Old Jubilee Dock & Boatyard, Masters Wharf, Dockland Pier, Skippers Wharf

Council Estates Aldbourne, Bronte, Abelarde, Antrim Green, Canley, Farley, Parkmead, Jasmine Allen, Coal Lane, Cockcroft, Whitegate, Hardie, Larkmead, Tankeray, Copthorne, Netherlake,

[The earlier series had Riverdale Estate and one of the blocks was called Elizabeth Garret Anderson]

Other Stations Barton Street (Sierra Bravo) , Spicer Street, Putney Green, Stafford Row (Sierra Charlie), Tottenham (Echo Oscar) Diplomatic Protection (Delta Papa)

[Tower Wharf mentioned in series 2]

Industrial Estates

Cheetham Road Industrial Estate

Streets Trafford Way, Loftus Road, Leermont Road, Gatley Street, Purchase Road (Red light district), Brands Square, Jamaica Lane, Larkway Street, Godwick Street, Sun Hill Road, Shadwell Street, Harlow Street, Dunsford Street, Brown Square, Victoria Road, Dorral Road, Alforn Street, Mallan Street, Ashon Street, Brim Road, Rudcus Street, Cheetam Road, Cheetham Side, Jessop Street, Halpern Street, Tallow Street, Hoxton Road, Backhouse Street/Lane, Mournemouth Street/Avenue, Rudkin Road, Bagford Street, Brunell Avenue, Askill Road, Limefield Walk, Railton Street, Canley High Street, Ida Lane, Tubbs Lane, Claydon Street, Woodley Heath Road, Ballina Road, Starkwater Road, Calico Street, Tedder Street, Greenroad Way, Greaton Road, Mooreland Road, Ibbot Street, Rudleigh Road, Westway, Abbey Road, Broom Lane, Foundry Way, Humber Street, Muston Street, Valance Street

Prisons Longmarsh

Hospitals St Hughs

Schools

Cheetam Primary/Junior School, Shad Thames Infants School, Elcott Primary,

Canley Comprehensive, Harvey Wallace Comp, Deansgate Comprehensive, Cheetam Bank,

Pubs

Canley Arms, Askill Arms, Rose And Crown, The Green Archer, The Bears Head, The Elcott Arms, The Seven Bells, The White Swan, The Scales, The Grape And Bottle, The Dog And Gun, The Pikes Head, The Thames Tavern, The Pikes Head, The Tully Arms, The Boat Inn, The Tug, The Emma Hamilton, The Cock And Crown, The Sultan. Lord Banbury

Misc

North Canley Sports Center, Canley Fields, City Farm, St Ann's Church, Cheetham Community Support Center,

[ihavetoregretthepast]

Buna , dragilor sa mă prezint, sunt o fata simpla , și transparentă.

De-a lungul timpului,mi-am descoperit harul de a citi în cărțile de tarot și nu numai sunt mandra, pentru că dețin absolut acest rol în viața mea și a celorlalți, sa fiu tămăduitoare nu mi-a fost deloc ușor, dar nici nu voi renunța vreodată 🫶🏻

Toate persoanele care au nevoie de o citire pentru iubire , relație , conflicte, sănătate, job, probleme cu părinți, dificultăți în viața personală cât și cea profesională.

Sunt dispusă să vă îndrum spre o cale mai buna pentru mai multe detalii sau întrebări despre magie tarot divinație numerologie și curiozități aștept mesaj in privat ♥️

Mulțumesc 🙏🏼

[jerrymessing]

hello jerry!! i'm glad to see you've joined tumblr! i hope everyone is treating you kindly. would you plan to make a post telling us more about your side of the story in regards to the memes people made about you, how they affected your life, etc etc? if not thats totally cool! i'm just a very curious person

I plan to do that after I do my AMA if needed. There's still a bit of misinformation about me on it (which I wish was true), such as it being said I was able to attend FIU for Psychology. The unfortunate truth is, not being able to find a scholarship program, and being unwilling to take student loans, I had to find a job instead. I had plans to work through college, but that didn't pan out, and I had a severe breakdown.

[antpernas]

1/30/23

Haven't written in a minute (I wonder how many more times I'm going to open with a line like that?) but here we gooo

Got back from my many winter break travels; had a real messy trip to NYC but it was still fun and my first time in Brooklyn AND I met some really cool people while I was there! We live and learn :D

Started the semester off really well, really loving my classes and almost all my professors so I'm thinking this one will go better than the last!

Internship is proceeding alright, got confirmed to be selected again for the summer so I will be moving back to D.C. again when June comes around, maybe earlier depending on some other factors to be dated :)

Started playing volleyball again at FIU and I've met some really cool people!

Started taking CAPOEIRA CLASSES and they're SO much fun! The group is really awesome too and I'm looking forward to being somewhat flexible again.

Been going up to West Palm every weekend, which is nice!

Starting to date around again, which is also nice! Have met some really nice guys, finally met up with some guys that I've known for years, and all in all just enjoying company :D

Have done some computer reorganizing, going to start working on some projects I've been meaning to get to for a while. Downloading albums, getting some new programs, organizing files, all that fun stuff

Started off well on my music curation, kinda slacking now, but planning to get into that again too! There's another tech project I want to go along with that :)

Haven't been playing piano, and honestly I think that that's going to be on the back burner for a while, unfortunately. But I still manage to get in some notes every now and again!

Starting to get into tarot?? And I think I'm learning more about astrology? Good stuff!

Started amassing my library, both digital and physical :) Eventually when I graduate and move out every book I have digitally, I will own a physical copy! But maybe that's wasteful so IDK

There's probably more, but for now this works!

I'm going to start keeping this journal, as well as a physical one with little highlights from the day. Just small interactions or moments or memories that made me smile, maybe some doodles to go with that.

All my responsibilities are starting to pile up, and it's hard to juggle maintaining relationships, work, school, and my personal life, but I've been doing a decent job of it! And I'm feeling super motivated these days! I'm excited to keep going even if I'm going to be swamped. I feel really good these days :)

OK That's it! Bed time gn <3

[valerieismss]

Normal!Domini and Normal!Emery

More under the cut ^_^

Normal AU for the Mindscapeverse!!

They are not normal. My characters are set in an unethical experimental clinic called Citrus originally. Naturally they’re all very traumatized and ill. Domini is kind of a self insert because I do what I want!! Ummm. In the normal au, citrus is essentially what the real citrus in our world is like (citrus is actually the clinic I go to for my meds in real life) and the volunteers get therapy and meds like. Normally. And the therapists and everyone are treated properly and are medicated if needed and everything. I’ve also just changed some things in general. Emery has a PhD and did not take Simon’s last name!

Dominica Flores (Domini)

• 21, she/he, ENFJ 2w1 271

• in OCD recovery with Dr. Niang

• Philosophy + Religion major at FIU (this is set in Miami because where else would it happen)

• Sylvia’s gf

• Cares to maintain herself!! Instead of neglecting herself for self loathing and fatigue reasons, he regularly gets his nails and hair done. And showers everyday. She also dresses better. It’s a way she’s learned to cope with feeling unworthy, but it’s not like he’s obsessive about it or anything.

• Instead of being delusional about his Catholicism, he’s developed a healthy relationship with his religion. Domini’s OCD is scrupulosity, a mix between moral and religious. As she’s recovering, she’s learning how to stop attaching his worth to his moral and religious ideals.

Emery Niang (Dr. Niang)

• 43, They, ISTJ 1w2 162

• Clinical Psychologist

• Seroquel taker and stable (bipolar I + ocd haver)

• Stern but caring + has a work/life balance

• Married to Dr. Shinohara happily

• Neater hair, newer and nicer clothes. Emery and Simon have decent salaries, but in their works they live pretty frugally (Emery out of guilt for believing they’re not deserving of the luxury they can afford because they don’t believe they’re doing their job well enough, and Simon because he lacked financial security in childhood). In this au, they don’t struggle with this and actually treat themself to luxurious and sustainably made clothing.

• Because they’re not as insane about their clients, they haven’t been nearly as distressed, so they haven’t aged as rapidly. They still have visible age markers obviously (aging is a beautiful thing) but they’re not greying nor do they have really really heavy eyebags.

• I should mention. Emery’s also Catholic. I ❤️ Catholicism

[abdiyacaris]

Which school's Master of Hospitality Management is better?

When considering a Master of Hospitality Management program, several factors determine which school is better for you:

Top Schools with Strong Master of Hospitality Management Programs:

Cornell University - School of Hotel Administration (SHA)

Pros: Known as one of the best hospitality schools globally. Strong alumni network, extensive resources, and specialized hospitality management courses.

Cons: High tuition costs and competitive admissions.

University of Nevada, Las Vegas (UNLV) - William F. Harrah College of Hospitality

Pros: Known for its location in Las Vegas, the hospitality capital. Strong industry ties and job opportunities.

Cons: Las Vegas may be a limiting factor for those not interested in a casino-based career path.

Ecole hôtelière de Lausanne (EHL) - Switzerland

Pros: Consistently ranked as one of the top hospitality schools in Europe. International exposure and strong ties to luxury and high-end hospitality brands.

Cons: High cost of living in Switzerland and language barriers for non-French speakers.

Les Roches Global Hospitality Education - Switzerland and Spain

Pros: Focuses on experiential learning and has global campus locations. Strong placement records in luxury hotel chains.

Cons: Tuition is high, and the curriculum may be more hotel-focused.

Florida International University (FIU) - Chaplin School of Hospitality & Tourism Management

Pros: Affordable compared to other top programs. Great industry connections, particularly in the Florida and Miami regions.

Cons: Less globally renowned compared to schools like Cornell or EHL.

The Hong Kong Polytechnic University - School of Hotel and Tourism Management

Pros: Strong focus on Asian markets, which are booming in hospitality. Industry ties throughout Asia.

Cons: Limited recognition in Western countries, although growing.

Key Factors to Consider:

Location and Industry Connections: Schools like Cornell and UNLV have strong industry connections, particularly in the U.S., while EHL and Les Roches provide more international exposure.

Tuition and ROI: Some programs are expensive but offer strong alumni networks and placement services, which can justify the cost.

Specializations: Certain schools may offer specializations that align with your career goals, whether in luxury hospitality, event management, or food and beverage.

Global Rankings: EHL, Cornell, and UNLV frequently appear at the top of global rankings for hospitality management programs.

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[buckiegotit]

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[sliceofalineslife]

7/7/2024

yeaaaaa i fucked up.....

lets start with the good news lol... i have an interview with FIU coming which is honestly amazing. I have a job interview tomorrow. And I have a midterm this weekend too. Just so much on my mind.

now on the bad lol... im talking to someone and i want to say its serious. i hope it is. but today i was mid conversation with my family while texting him and wrote the wrong name. it looks so bad. and honestly if he is upset i completely understand. i wouldn't accept my excuse or bullshit either. I personally wouldn't be happy to hear that from anyone. i dont have an excuse for it. Idk why i wrote a J locket instead of R.

rip.... i fr dont know what to do to make up to him, especially to show im not talking to anyone else.

sigh.... well now its out of my control.

[scribblesoul-20]

Job title: Sr. AML Investigator Company: Abu Dhabi Commercial Bank Job description: JOB PURPOSETo investigate and report suspicious activity and transaction cases that have been referred by peers or external/internal stakeholders.ACCOUNTABILITIESMoney Laundering/Financing of Terrorism Investigation and Analysis:Monitor the daily investigation activities, detection of transactions related to the crimes of money laundering; financing of terrorism and of illegal organisations in order to report suspicions to the Central Bank Financial Intelligence Uni1t (FIU) and cooperate with the Competent Authorities in relation to AML/CFT dutiesInvestigate suspicious cases referred by the AML Monitoring unit and cases raised by other external/internal stakeholders in order to ensure escalation of the AML process and support the reporting of such suspicious cases to the Central BankTake final decisions and consult with the MLRO as needed on suspicious activity reporting to Central Bank in order to meet regulatory obligationsDevelop and update regulatory and statutory reporting programmes, such as suspicious activity report (SAR), liaising with key stakeholders and third party service providers to ensure timely and accurate regulatory reportingAttend to FIU queries on filed cases and attend to Law Enforcement meetings on filed cases in order to provide required information on specific investigationsLeverage data analysis platforms and review analytics/ modeling techniques in order to uncover abnormal financial transactions and complex relationshipsAnalyse trends and identify typologies in suspicious activity trends and suggest control enhancement in order to mitigate emerging AML/CFT risksReportingReview and produce periodic reports and other Master Information maintained by the department, as required, in order to support the MLROSystem ManagementEnsure ongoing review, assessment and enhancement of existing system parameters and thresholds in order to improve effectiveness and efficiency Ensure AML model validation is performed to ensure it is calibrated to meet regulatory expectations and international standards Expected salary: Location: United Arab Emirates Job date: Sun, 21 Apr 2024 07:59:28 GMT Apply for the job now!

[strawberry-spiderwebs]

Final Artifact

For our final Artifact, Sophia made a hand to represent our connection to the people we were recording. She was the cameraman for our in person recordings of people around campus and Doral. We also brought some posters that survived the rain that were placed around Sophia’s job in downtown. I brought my projector and played a video of the video collage I made of about 40 videos we collected without my dad’s help. It was on loop with audio playing from the projector, with all the videos playing until the longest one ended before it looped again. We brought the table that we were going to set up at FIU before staff told us it counted as an event and we would get in trouble. These artifacts represent both the recording aspect (the hand) and the online aspect.

I got to talk to a lot of students at FIU and hear about their projects too, and it made me feel part of the FIU community for the first time, as I usually just go to my classes and leave and have never explored campus.

[thegreensky567]

Cred ca am facult destule postari si destule romane dealungul timpului. Uneori am spus ce gandesc, alteori ce simt. Mereu am simtit ca am un loc in care pot sa fiu eu.

Dar ce se intampla cand nu mai stiu cine sunt?

Ce se intampla cand nu stiu ce imi doresc si pentru ce lupt?

Daca cineva m-ar fi intrebat acum 4 ani unde m-as fi vazut acum, probabil as fi spus ca sunt student la facultatea de psihologie, am o relatie buna cu mama, am un loc al meu sigur, am corpul pe care mi-l doresc si cu siguranta as spune ca as fi avut o evolutie imensa.

Adevarul? Nu am reusit sa intru la facultatea pe care mi-am dorit-o, am lasat starea si voia altor persoane sa imi induca deciziile viitorului meu, am ajuns sa am un job jalnic pe care il urasc dar care imi este vital pentru a traii.

Mintea mea este o furtuna mereu, ma indoiesc de mine si de cine sunt, pentru ca nu stiu asta cu adevarat.

M-am pierdut pe mine, zambetul meu, intelepciunea mea, rabdarea mea, empatia.

Stau si ma uit acum la mine si ma gandesc daca mai am calitatile necesare pentru a fi un psiholog bun.

Tot ce imi doream era sa ajut oamenii, dar cum pot face asta cand eu nu ma pot ajuta nici pe mine.

M-am saturat de suferinta, m-am saturat de agonie, m-am saturat de ganduri urate, m-am saturat sa cred ca nu sunt destul de bun, m-am saturat sa ma uit in oglinda si sa urasc persoana pe care o privesc, m-am saturat sa nu am rabdare, m-am saturat de cearta, m-am saturat de planuri gandite si niciodata nepuse in practica.

M-am saturat de tot.

Cand spun oamenilor ca nu simt ca mai am vreun motiv sa traiesc, nimeni nu ma i-a in serios, pentru ca nimeni nu stie suferinta pe care o port in fiecare zi. Nimeni nu stie ca tot cea ce sunt acum ma dezamageste. Nimeni nu stie ca mi-a pierit pofta de viata.

As vrea sa calatoresc, sa construiesc lucruri, planuri si sa le duc pana la capat. As vrea sa ma gandesc la cu totul altceva decat grijile de zi cu zi.

Din pacate, eu evit sa ma gandesc si la cele mai mici lucruri, pentru ca stiu ca daca las ceva sa ma afecteze, voi pica, fara nimeni sa ma ridice, nici macar eu.

Imi doresc ca intr-o zi sa citesc din nou aceasta postare si sa imi spun "ai reusit, esti exact unde ti-ai dorit".

Oare este prea tarziu sa-mi gasesc drumul?