theres a new product by verzion called “hum” that allows your parents to track your car and places you go, if your parents are controlling like mine please check under your steering wheel to make sure that they havent installed this
here is what it looks like installed:
you can read more about it here, and here– this excerpt sums up what information Hum will send:
“a car’s owner will be able to get notified on their phone when the vehicle leaves a pre-determined area or drives faster than a set speed… [Hum] will enable location tracking and a driving log, which measures travel times, engine idle times, and average speeds.”
People in abusive relationships, please check your cars.
DO NOT TRY TO UNPLUG IT BY YOURSELF!
To add to this nightmare, I’ve just heard of a thing called ForceField where people get to monitor and block internet sites that you’re going on if they don’t approve.
It tells the user what sites/apps you’re going on, for how long you’re on them, and WHERE YOU ARE ON AN UPDATING MAP.
So you know if you’re in an abusive household and use sites like tumblr to escape and talk to friends, you could be cut off from that.
They say “it’s not spyware” but it sure sounds controlling and creepy to me.
signalboost
God. Fuck. That’s scary.
Life 360 is another tracker. My parents have used it on me, not allowing me to delete it from my phone, and sometimes even demanding selfies to prove I was where the map said. (As if I’d go anywhere without my phone)
SpectorPro is another one. Afaik it can’t track location, but it takes screenshots roughly every 20sec to allow the installer to watch a video of your computer activity. It also tracks all keystrokes, so passwords aren’t safe, and records any website you visit + the duration. It’s incredibly creepy and a huge violation of privacy, and was one of the cornerstones of my abuse as a kid.
even if you’re not in an abusive relationship/family, please spread this because you might have just saved someone’s life
*Abusive parent voice* Here is my memoir about my abnormal child, who was a mistake that nearly ruined our family, yet also stands to teach us valuable lessons about ourselves. Read on to discover a heartwarming tale of my own Heroic Martyrdom as an underappreciated parent-victim of a thing that shouldn’t’ve been born, its zany antics, its even zanier thoughts and emotions as deduced by me through a combination of projection and convenience, and what finally made me realize it$ exi$tence wa$n’t wholly devoid of value!
While all these douche bros tweet about how Hugh Hefner was badass for getting so much “pussy” and having young “bitches” around him just remember what he was really like:
• Wrote about female sexuality and how women should enjoy themselves in the 60’s and 70’s
• Hired female photographers when magazines like Vogue still didn’t
• Openly accepted gay sexuality even when he was young
• Helped Betty Page get the rights to her image in the 90’s when she was poor and elderly and people were making money off of her without her knowledge
• Had his ex wife and kids live next door so he could still see them a help raise them
• All playboy playmates were allowed to use the facilities at the Playboy Mansion for the rest of their lives, it wasn’t just a place for the newest young girls
• Didn’t use his fame and image to force girls to be with him or assault them. He would formally ask girls to live with him and be his girlfriend, and they were all over 18.
If you don’t like him that’s fine, but he wasn’t some sexual predator-he did what wanted openly and was honest about it.
RIP Hugh
Except he was.
– Hugh Hefner controlled what his “girlfriends” wore, how late they stayed out, what they looked like, etc. – He encouraged them to take Quaaludes when they were out partying with him – He was constantly creating infighting among them to essentially keep them on their toes and always working to stay in his good graces. – He would pressure them into performing sex acts with each other while he got high and got off. – He would regularly isolate them from other people in social situations by essentially making them his human lapdogs who were essentially chained to him all night. – He would regularly rate their appearance with Polaroids. – He kept mementos (medical paperwork) of a former critic who was sleeping with an ex-Playmate. – Hugh created this aire of being a cultured Renaissance man who respected women and their wants and desires, but he would refuse to talk about anything deeper than sex or day-to-day superficial bullshit with his “girls”, even to the point of “explaining” movies to them during his famous movie nights. – Former Playmates referred to the mansion as more of a “prison”.
Don’t go off with that pseudo-sex positive bullshit. You can be a bad person and do good things. That’s what made him so appealing to so many people. He would choose “controversial” writers for the magazine, donated to anti-censorship causes, supported Civil Rights and LGBT campaigns, but Hugh Hefner was a roach who made grotesque amounts of money off of the sexuality of thousands of women with nowhere near as much payoff for them, and just because they could use his pool for the rest of their lives doesn’t make him a good person. You don’t get to keep women you “love” in social captivity in your house and be a genuinely good person. Fuck off with that RIP nonsense, it’s a waste.
Of all places, I thought Tumblr would remember how one of the “bunnies” who didn’t sign an NDA spilled the fucking tea on what it’s like in there. Have a source with about 20 other sources in the article. Stop celebrating some fuck who let Cosby assault a woman on his property.
BEING ACTIVE IN CIVIL AND GAY RIGHTS DOES NOT NEGATE THE FACT THAT HE WAS VIOLENTLY MISOGYNISTIC, ABUSIVE, AND PREDATORY.
Y’know, if I were an adult in fandom who was looking to get close to a bunch of kids and teenagers for grooming/manipulation/power game purposes, I’d totally do it by being a Protective Fandom Mom/Dad in a fandom aimed at young people.
Set up a blog about how against the various problematic ships in that fandom I am, how the other adults in the fandom clearly aren’t taking the concerns of younger fans seriously, while I obviously DO take them seriously because I’m not one of those gross problematic adults.Maybe help the young people lead a witchhunt against other adults to drive them out of the fandom.
I wouldn’t be surprised if someone did that at all.
You can tell from the reaction of the antis to this post that it hit a big damn nerve.
It’s not uncommon that someone who’s been vehemently vocal against harassment, rape, CSA, etc. turns out to be a missing stair. I wonder how many antis will have been outed as abusers a few years down the line.
Several of my loyal haters fit this description all too well. Also if you are one of the young people on here lurking to report back to your “fandom mom” what the big bad BGWP has said now, then they’ve already done their job. You’ve already been groomed to support their toxic behavior. And that’s disturbing to me. You should be disturbed too. Antis are NOT your friend.
I repeat, antis are NOT your friend.
I’ve a friend who’s an ex-anti and who also knows former antis and…yeah. I’ve witnessed antis online and also heard first hand how insidious the behavior is and it genuinely disturbs me.
yeah, cronusamporaa, who got their underage friend to kick off the ‘roach is a pedo’ thing in the first place, was later found to be emotionally abusing and having sexually explicit conversations with kids as young as 13. as well as being well into his twenties, despite trying to portray himself as ‘one of the kids’. to absolutely no one’s surprise who was paying attention.
antis in their early-to-mid teens are understandable. you can sympathize with their innocent desire to make the world a better place, and at least shrug off their not-so-innocent desire to be the bully instead of the bullied. but antis in their twenties? keep a sharp eye on them, because something’s gone really wrong.
The phrase “you don’t know what you have until it’s gone” can apply to terrible things too. You may not realize the amount of pain, depression, or abuse you are living through until you experience what life can be without it