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instantkrazy · 2 years ago
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Blue mood lighting to match the show color scheme.
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realreadysetrose · 16 days ago
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Lil Hal on the big screen!!
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master-missysversion · 10 months ago
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How many times can they do a "this tech being given out for free is actually evil" storyline
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jbfly46 · 8 months ago
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There is no judge in the U.S. that is fair and unbiased. It is the ideology of the U.S. Government, whether through crowd psychology or something else, to make prejudgments without first witnessing all of the evidence and facts of the matter. When some of the evidence and facts are presented, they are not heard, because the judge has already decided how they’re going to rule. On top of this, judges tend to be impatient while carrying stress from home to their work.
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cotidianoseeder · 2 years ago
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I can't stop imagining Jesus pretending to be a gay guy who has been rejected by his parents and needs help testing the Christians (who would most likely kick him out of hate and disgust) and then he says this to them:
Then he will also say to those on his left, Depart from me, you cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels; Because I was hungry, and you did not feed me; I was thirsty, and you did not give me drink; Being a foreigner, you did not take me in; being naked, you did not clothe me; and sick, and in prison, you did not visit me. Then they too will answer him, saying, Lord, when did we see you hungry, or thirsty, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not serve you? Then he will answer them, saying, Truly I say to you, inasmuch as you did it not to one of these little ones, you did it not to me.
Matthew 25:41-45
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aliosne · 2 years ago
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Haha yeah what if *walks slower and. how should I say. a little Sultry*
*taking out the trash at night* what if there was a monster. lol *walking faster*
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pearwolf · 10 months ago
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all nighter on my period god hates me
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nowlander · 1 year ago
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Coworker asked for my surname today and never have I been glader that I don't use my surname on facebook
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raelish644 · 7 months ago
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it would def rip a hole in the space time continuum
sanders sides is the one fandom where you actually kinda don’t want the ship to become canon
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Ariana Grande said in an interview regarding the loathing era of Glinda and Elphaba's relationship that they are immediately fascinated with each other and part of what makes them initially have a negative reaction is that they both recognize in the other aspects of themselves, and parts they don't yet accept or feel comfortable with. Now, I will be the first to say: that sounds gay af. But in a serious analytical sense: that interpretation by Ariana is incredibly insightful because when you think about it, yeah — Elphaba wants the beauty and popularity that Galinda has (but feels wrong for it because she finds it shallow and dumb and thinks she's above that, so she just suppresses it in the hopes that the Right People will be able to look past her unpopularity and value her for her) and Galinda truly wants not only the intellectual recognition but the peculiar power to say NO to established reality that Elphaba has (but she is constantly being overlooked and prejudged as a shallow airhead, and despite receiving plenty of surface-level attention and affection feels like an outsider: like she's always wearing a mask, never fully connecting with anyone because her truest self is much too ✨🌈Unusually and Exceedingly Peculiar🌈✨ to ever let anybody else witness). They're both the first and only ones to see what the other wanted everyone to see in them, and in the process fall in love both with each other AND with those hidden centers of themselves.
They don't loathe each other — they loathe what the other makes them feel, which is twofold: the ✨🌈Sudden and New🌈✨ feelings, obviously; BUT ALSO some very deep-seated, old feelings that nobody else could (or would) ever confront.
tl;dr: it's the good ol' sapphic experience of "Do I Wanna Be Her or Bang Her?™" — except the "be her" would involve radical self-acceptance (hard pass), and neither of them have figured out that "bang her" is an option yet. Which is what makes their relationship so beautiful: they don't merely complete each other in the "they fit together like puzzle pieces" way — they complete each other in the "they helped each other to fall in love with the parts of themselves they'd spent their whole lives loathing" way. "Handprint on my heart" and all that. The best possible resolution to the "Do I Wanna Be Her or Bang Her?" conundrum: "We're Being Us Together AND We're Banging".
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astralkingdom · 2 years ago
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We respond not to reality as it is but to reality as we construe it.
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attorneyinthenetherlands · 2 years ago
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Pre-judgment attachments under Dutch law
Pre-judgment Attachment in Dutch Law: An In-depth Analysis
Understanding Pre-judgment Attachments under Dutch Law
In the legal spectrum of the Netherlands, a pre-judgment attachment emerges as a potent tool for creditors aiming to ensure their claims are protected against potential debtors. This mechanism is essentially designed to provide immediate recourse to creditors who might otherwise be left with unpaid claims, despite undertaking due diligence. At MAAK Advocaten, we take pride in our deep-rooted expertise in this domain, and this guide aims to elucidate the intricacies of pre-judgment attachments in Dutch Law.
Definition of a Pre-judgment Attachment
A pre-judgment attachment, within the framework of Dutch law, serves as a judicial provision allowing creditors to temporarily immobilize the assets of a debtor. This is done in anticipation of a conclusive verdict regarding the authenticity of the creditor's claim. The dual objectives of this provision are:
Ensuring that the debtor does not manipulate or move assets, thus jeopardizing the creditor's potential recovery.
Exerting sufficient pressure on the debtor to stimulate the possibility of a settlement.
Range and Reach of a Pre-judgment Attachment
Dutch law allows for a wide array of assets to fall under the umbrella of a pre-judgment attachment. These assets span:
Financial holdings in bank accounts.
Tangible assets physically possessed by the debtor.
Ownership stakes in corporate entities.
Immovable properties like real estate.
Maritime vessels and aircraft.
Assets that, while under the custody of a third party, legally belong to the debtor.
Properties that are deemed to rightfully belong to the creditor.
However, it's paramount to acknowledge that the attachment only spans the declared claim of the creditor, augmented by an additional provision for interests and associated costs. The preliminary judgment rendered by the court dictates the maximum monetary value enveloped by the attachment.
The Procedural Path to Acquiring a Pre-judgment Attachment
Acquisition of a pre-judgment attachment is characterized by a sequence of decisive actions:
Petition Submission: As the asserting creditor, one must present a detailed petition to the preliminary relief judge. This petition should encapsulate:
Detailed information about the claimant.
Precise claim amount.
Grounds substantiated by relevant evidence.
Identification of the specific assets targeted for attachment.
Rationale behind the debtor's non-payment.
Judicial Review: Typically, the court, upon receipt of your petition, accords the pre-judgment attachment within a matter of days. This decision, made without a thorough review and based exclusively on your petition, is termed as an "ex parte" ruling.
Commencement of Main Proceedings: Upon successful acquisition of the court's permission for the pre-judgment attachment, a statutory mandate requires the initiation of primary proceedings against the debtor within a specified timeframe, usually ranging between eight days to three months.
Advantages and Caveats of a Pre-judgment Attachment
Like any legal instrument, pre-judgment attachments come with their set of benefits and considerations:
Benefits:
Prompt Protection: The attachment, once granted, assures immediate safeguarding of the creditor's claim.
Persistent Asset Immobilization: The attachment continues to be effective till a definitive judgment is reached.
Efficiency and Expediency: This procedure offers a rapid and clear-cut avenue for ensuring claim payment.
Considerations:
Potential Claim Rejection: If the subsequent proceedings refute the creditor's claim, the attachment ceases to exist, exposing the creditor to liability for possible damages incurred by the debtor.
Effectiveness Limitation: This mechanism is efficacious primarily for solvent debtors who either are evasive or deliberately withhold payment.
Pre-judgment Attachment vs European Account Preservation Order (EAPO)
While both aim to shield creditors by attaching assets prior to verdicts, significant distinctions exist. EAPO predominantly pertains to monetary claims in cross-border cases, focusing exclusively on bank accounts of the debtor.
The Practical Implementation of Pre-judgment Attachments
Executing a pre-judgment attachment is recognized for its speed and simplicity. The usual timeline witnesses the judge granting the attachment within a fortnight. Notably, these proceedings are characterized by their unilateral nature, with the debtor typically not being privy to hearings.
Rebutting Pre-judgment Attachments
In situations where debtors find their assets unexpectedly attached, they can resort to initiating injunction proceedings. This approach, termed a settlement case, seeks the court's intervention to revoke the pre-judgment attachment.
Concluding Notes
As specialists in the sphere of Dutch law, MAAK Advocaten acknowledges the potent role pre-judgment attachments play in safeguarding creditor interests. Armed with in-depth knowledge, our Amsterdam-based experts are poised to guide you seamlessly through the multifaceted legal maze. Always prioritize professional advice for tailored solutions.
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whetstonefires · 4 months ago
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yeah like. i encountered just enough people writing normal jewish posts in the rather common 'faintly polemical' style that suddenly did a weird jumptwist thing and pivoted into passionate genocide defense without any change in tone, that i did start tensing up when i started reading actual normal posts in that line. bracing against the possibility of getting hit with 'they brought this on themselves' or 'there are no innocent civilians in gaza because x' or some other damn thing, and the insistence that the only type of person who disagrees is a murderous antisemite.
because encountering that stuff by surprise when you aren't braced for it is like a psychic two-by-four to the gut, right?
i don't think you can avoid becoming sensitized to language by association like that. it's going to happen; the issue is then what you choose to do with the emotions that arise.
try to resist the impulse to justify them as rational; they're not wholly irrational since they're based on actual data, but it's decontextualized anecdata so they aren't founded in logic either; they don't represent an underlying truth.
there is a very real phenomenon going on where there are people using longstanding pro-jewish language to embed dogwhistles and just actual whistles for the necessity and righteousness of exterminating the palestinian people. that is a real thing!
(almost indistinguishable in structure and effect from people using pro-palestinian language to embed antisemitic dogwhistles, and in fact actual whistles.)
you cannot, in fact, be certain in isolation whether the reasonable assertion 'jewish people should feel safe' actually reflects an underlying worldview you concur with, in roughly the same way that 'lesbians should feel safe' is a statement that may or may not be coming from someone introducing their case for why trans women must be got rid of.
you don't know. that information is not present.
but you need to keep on top of the fact that this uncertainty is just a thing that exists. you are not responsible for resolving it. it cannot be permanently resolved. you cannot even attempt to resolve it every time it arises without falling into the trap of making it omnipresent in every discussion involving jewish people.
above all you must not make every jewish person carry at all times the burden of resolving that question for you!
if not out of decency and the fact that that's simply unfair to expect, then perhaps because that's exactly what the israeli right wing wants you to do. the more global antisemitism builds up to make being part of a jewish minority unsafe and unpleasant, the more power the reactionary domestic political agenda gains over the diaspora.
that's bad. that is probably the most harm Random Online Joe can do wrt The Israel/Palestine Conflict. so like. try to not.
Jewish queer people deserve to be safe in queer spaces.
#refraining from making that kind of demand#becomes practically more and more difficult for a statistically useful % of people to achieve the more conversations#are asynchronic and addressed to vast invisible online multitudes#in a 'communication is consumption is morality is identity' world#but yeah i feel like there's a whole pattern where#most minorities have to deal with some version of Not Knowing If You're One Of The Bad Ones And Coping With That#around members of the majority#constantly forever#and tend to be judged harshly for getting into the habit of assuming the worst and becoming abrasive with it#unless they have a really compelling narrative about why and even then You Should Be Nicer#which is not *untrue* strictly but like#often the same people who are offended by this kind of behavior from a minority they aren't in#feel absolutely justified in applying this same cognitive approach of sorting and prejudgement *to* minorities they aren't in#without grasping that it's the same thing#and that they have way less excuse for that shit because their personal safety is much less likely to be on the line#it's a very...nuanced ig manifestation of how privilege plays out in practice across its intersecting axes#because you can very much do this to other people and feel absolutely justified and then have it done to you#and feel the martyr#and realistically like 80% of these are at least vaguely justified in *some* way#sometimes extremely so#but the degree to which they are 'justified' by a 'real problem' is not really sufficient data by which to judge#whether it's useful#let alone appropriate or socially acceptable#the answer honestly isn't 'never' but is *is* at the very least#less likely to be appropriate the more likely you are to get away with it#which i think is a compelling case for just trying to avoid the whole deal#as much as you can
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xxsteveharringtonxx · 3 months ago
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Adjustments
Eddie Munson x Reader
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It hadn’t taken you long to adjust to having Eddie around.
Steve, Robin and yourself had formed a comfortable friendship, it was easy, peaceful and despite everything you all went through you melded back into reality once again.
Except this time, Eddie Munson melded too.
Right as if he’d been there the entire time.
For the last two years his loud and unapologetic presence had become a normality in your life, and the two of you couldn’t be more different.
He had the same cautious prejudgments of you from High School, and having ran in the same crowd as Steve for a while, you couldn’t exactly blame him for his weariness around you at the start.
But High School was a long time ago.
Well it felt like a long time ago.
While Eddie was all leather jackets, heavy boots and loud music, you were somewhat shyer than when you were younger and more reserved now. Not wanting the attention anywhere near you, a quiet life in the shadows was exactly what you preferred now.
And it took Eddie a while to get used to you too.
He wasn’t sure why you were so quiet around him to begin with, it put him on edge but as time went on he realised actually that’s just how you are, and he’s more than happy to speak for the both of you, often spending time together in the group you would rarely get a word in between him and Robin.
It was a nice balance and having him around to be the loud outspoken one was a comfort.
And you grew to love it.
And him.
It was funny because you weren’t even aware of your feelings until Robin pointed them out, Steve catching on to her words too.
“Oh shit honey, I actually see it.” He had informed, realisation dawning on you.
While that was about a year ago now and while Steve and Robin loved to tease you about it, you obviously weren’t going to actually do or say anything about it.
He probably still thought you were preppy and stuck up like back at school.
Which bought you to now, present time and currently stuck on the side of the road just outside of Hawkins and glaring at your car.
It was smoking a little and you tilted your head in thought as to whether it was a real issue or if you could just wait it out, but considering it had broken down, and was literally smoking you concluded it probably was a real problem.
Looking around you spotted a phone booth just down the hill so with a huff and eye roll you headed over. This really wasn’t what you needed after the day you had just had. All you wanted to do was go home and watch some movies, maybe hang out with Steve or the whole gang.
Sighing heavily at your evening plans dwindling away you dialled the number you knew by heart.
And it only rang twice before you heard him.
“Yeah hello?” He barked down the line and despite the gruffness in his tone his voice made you smile.
Actually it made you grin.
“Hey Eddie it’s me.” You announced and there a bit of a scuffle on the line before you heard him more clearly.
“Hey Pretty, what’s up?” Blushing at the nickname he had called you which he’d given you years back, having probably forgotten your actual name at the time, but for some reason it stuck.
“I kind of broke down, well my car definitely did.” You told him cringing at your own sad tone.
“Broke down? Where?” He asked worry woven into his tone and the burst of excitement you felt seemed odd at a time of crisis like this.
But he really sounded like he was worried, biting down on your bottom lip to stop the smile you hummed trying to think of where you were.
“Just on the way into Hawkins I guess, as if you’re heading to Hoppers cabin before town.” You heard him clutch some keys on the other end of the line before barking orders at you.
“Don’t move and stay in your car.” He instructed.
“Eddie! No it’s smoking I don’t want-“ he cut you off with an impatient sigh and a firmer tone.
“Get your pretty ass in the car Y/N and stay there until I find you. I’m on my way.” And then the dial tone.
Following his instructions you did as you were told trudging back to your car. Sighing heavily as you say patiently in the drivers seat.
You could be home by now.
Out of your stupid dress and makeup wiped off.
But then maybe ten or fifteen minutes later you saw Eddie, he was in Wayne’s tow truck and you could make out his navy overalls were a little smudged with oil but he gave you a grin and sarcastic wave through the windshield.
He jumped out and you rolled your window down to pout up at him.
“Need a hand?” He asked teasingly poking his head through.
With a playful eye roll you turned to him with pursed lips to really show your sadness at the situation, but instead goosebumps prickled at your arms at the closeness of the two of you. The freckle on his nose visible to you he was so close, but he cleared his throat before standing up and opening your door.
He about melted at the sight of you pushing your bottom lip out, yours eyes looking up at him for saving.
And saving he could do for you.
“I think she’s dead.” You told him and he gave you a sad smile.
“I can fix her, come on go get in the truck there’s AC in there.” He told you helping you out the car and up the step to the truck.
He licked his lips as he took you in, bare tanned legs in front of him as you climbed up, a baby blue summer dress and white little heeled shoes. Not your usual attire these days and it reminded him of High School.
Remembering only then that you had mentioned a lunch at your grandmas house a few towns over.
He made a mental note to ask you about it.
Seeing your patents wasn’t something you usually ever wanted to do.
You watched as he popped open the hood of your car took a look around, tried a few things and then tried to start her up but nothing came of it. But no matter what he tried within 30 minutes he had latched her up to the tow and joined you in the truck.
“I’ll take her to the shop, Wayne can have a look. He usually figures out what’s wrong pretty quick.” His tone was easy and you nodded at him suddenly aware that the two of you would be spending time together alone.
There was rarely an occasion you’d hung out without Steve or Robin also present. And even if you weren’t used to it there was still a comfortable warmth around you. You felt safe and it was easy being in his presence.
“Thanks Eddie.” You told him with a sweet smile, head lolling to the side to look at him, tugging your dress down when you noticed it had crumpled higher than usual.
Eddie’s eyes flicking down at your movement before focusing back on the road.
“It’s my job.” He fobbed off with a chuckle and you frowned.
“I didn’t call you because you’re a mechanic or anything, I called you because well you’re you and I knew you could help me.” Your words made his cheeks go a little pink, he huffed out some air from his nose before beaming over at you.
A proud glimmer in his eye.
“Well aren’t you a little charmer today.” And it was your turn to blush because as he said he reached his hand over from the stick to squeeze your knee.
But after driving back to the shop in peaceful silence, Eddie’s music playing from the radio keeping a comfort, you finally pulled up outside the garage and followed Eddie to the office where Wayne was sat.
“Uncle Wayne, we got a case of an over heated cooling unit and low battery.” Eddie diagnosed as Wayne looked up giving you a friendly smile.
“We’ll get her fixed right up girly.” Wayne reassured making you roll your lips into your mouth at the expensive sounding issues. “Don’t you worry about nothing.” He barked in a tone sounding familiar to his nephew’s and you saw where Eddie got his kindness from.
“Thanks Wayne but I can talk to my dad-“ you started to try and offer but he gave you a stern look. Probably knowing first hand what an asshole your father is.
“Take her home Eddie.” Were his next words as Eddie began ushering you out to his van, one hand on your lower back and the other grabbing his keys off the hook at the door.
“Wanna go grab some burgers?” He asked as you put your seatbelt on.
“From Benny’s?” You perked up in excitement making him chuckle with a sideways glance at you.
“Yeah from Benny’s, what they didn’t feed you at your grandmothers lunch?” He teased trying to broach the subject and still be a little light hearted but you groaned and closed your eyes.
“It’s not polite to over fill your plate or eat more than two quarters of a sandwich.” You informed him and then looked over. “Apparently it’s not lady like.” You added.
Your parents were from the same cut as the Harringtons, it’s how you and Steve became friends. Forced to sit in boring itchy outfits at the country club every Saturday and Sunday as your parents paraded you around like trophies.
It’s also why you live in a studio above the coffee shop on the high street and why Steve lives in a one bed two buildings down. Neither of you having much of a relationship left with your parents.
“It’s not polite to go hungry either, besides that little dress makes you plenty lady like.” His tone was flirtatious and you knew he was trying to cheer you up while making fun of you.
“And don’t worry I’ll even get you a milkshake so I know you’ve been fed through the night.” Grinning at his words you looked over at him excited for the evening again.
“I love Benny’s.” Was all you managed to say.
“I know Pretty, that’s why I’m taking you to Benny’s.” He assured as if it was obvious but you didn’t think he paid that much attention to you, until now. And pulling into the parking lot he was happy to be with you.
Just you.
Not that he was brave enough to say that out loud.
Once you had both eaten and you were picking at his left over fries you hummed content. The conversation about Robin’s new love interest, or Steve’s latest dating disaster had died down and you had just been laughing at a story he was telling from his gig last weekend, you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face.
“We should do this more often.” You told him bravely, dropping the fry and leaning closer by resting your chin on your hand.
“We practically live in Benny’s.” Was his blazè response as he watched you gulp and nod slowly, realising maybe you had meant more than just the diner.
“Sure but I mean just me and you. We should hang out more often, without Steve or Robin.” You said it so quickly he barely had time to recover but he’d caught your every word.
And he knew he had to think quickly before you took it back or changed your mind.
“Just me and you?” He echoed as if seeing what it sounded like on his tongue as well as getting confirmation before he got too nervous to bring it up again himself later.
“Yes Eddie, just me and you. I had fun with you this afternoon. It’s nice.” You looked away from him and down at the fries, your confidence fading. He took in how your cheeks were reddening and the tip of your ears were on fire.
“Steve and Robin are pretty annoying.” You laughed out loud at his response, and his way of making you laugh even in moments like this made your chest hurt.
You almost thought that was him rejecting you, softly and kindly.
But rejection nonetheless.
But when your hand reached over for the last fry he grabbed it gently with his own, placing the softest of kisses on the top.
You watched intently, lips rolled into your mouth trying to suppress a relieved grin.
“Just me and you huh?” He teased harmlessly and grinning at you like he’d just won the lottery.
“I like the sound of that.” He hummed happily.
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rockmonopoly · 2 years ago
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working on this cosplay is like tearing myself limb from limb i think i might literally become the joker if this con doesnt go well
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psychophore · 8 months ago
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Prejudgement
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