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2020.09.28 20:24 netpavel High quality hidden security cameras

First of all thank you for this forum and many other online blogs, which helped me to get here. I am definitely not done with my setup, but I thought it is time to share some of the updates.
NB: My findings are based on my personal experience and not a review as a whole.

Before I began adding the first device this was my setup:


This is how I started:

  1. I like how vibrant and bright they are (1100lm compared 800lm for other bulbs like Hue, Wyze)
  2. I like that no hub is needed (I was not sure what hub to get. So many options out there)












When I set out to do all these above, I spent numerous hours figuring out what to buy and what to install. I hope this helps anyone new in home automation get a snapshot of what is involved. If you can do this, you life would be little bit easier.
Also I noticed my electricity bill went down little bit. Thats a bonus, right?

TLDR: I have listed all the different smart devices I have and tried out. Google and I have a complicated relationship!

Thank you Home Automation geeks for helping me getting this far.
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2020.09.24 15:47 PeaceSim High quality hidden security cameras

Part 1
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
We looked over the floor chart outside the elevator on B1 as we planned our next move. This place obviously took years for my dad to construct. How long had he kept this a secret from all of us?
The funny thing about my dad is that he kept so much hidden while never letting us have secrets of our own. I’d kept a diary for a few years as a kid, but stopped after dad let slip several comments that revealed that he’d been discretely reading it.
Now, it turns out that the ‘business trips’ that had kept him absent for so much of me and Mason’s childhood were, in fact, clandestine expeditions to build his fantasy world. It was in-character that he had illicitly obtained a vast trove of private medical information; in his ideal world, he alone would get to have all of the secrets.
“The elevator stopped here before it became inoperative,” said Nicole, pointing to the spot for “B7”.
“Great,” I said. “The only way out is to find Mason, and the only way to find Mason is to go all the way down. We need to figure out what happened to Joe, too. Hopefully, we can just ride the elevator back out again once we get them.”
Once we get them? repeated Isha. “I wish I had your confidence. There are a lot of things in here that I don’t think want us to get out. I’m still processing what happened to Cheyenne.”
“I understand,” I said, “but if we don’t hurry, the same thing is guaranteed to happen to us. We have to keep going and not give up.”
I recommended that we take the stairs down to the bottom, but Nicole reminded me that none of us had access to B7, at least from the doors that connect to the staircase. “Your card only grants you access to B2 and both of you only have access to B5,” said Nicole. “If we’re going to make it down, we’ll have to find another way.”
I wasn’t enticed by the idea of entering either floor we had access to directly from the staircase after what happened to Cheyenne. Isha showed me a small floor map she’d found of B1 and B2 while I was out. She motioned to a shape marked as a ‘supply shaft’ on B1 in the room with ‘Materials’ written over the entrance. “If it’s large enough,” she said, “we can use this slide to get down to B2 without going through the front door.”
We maneuvered through the security station, avoiding the sensor area that had killed Cheyenne. We took our backpacks of supplies with us, as well as the one Mason had left behind.
As we approached the ‘Materials’ room, I heard the creak of a door behind us. In the light of a glowstick we’d left behind, a handle slowly turned. “We’re being followed,” I whispered.
We rushed into the room. The first thing we saw was a stream of running water. “The map says this is the highest of a series of interconnected aquifers that run parallel to the facility. I think they eventually connect to the river we saw outside,” said Isha. Part of the water ran by an enclosed area marked ‘Livestock’.
As we scurried past it, we noticed that the animals within it were grotesquely deformed. A chicken had two heads. A greenish material connected three pigs into one form with a bizarre, oval-shaped center that exuded a murky goo that formed a puddle within which their legs seemed stuck. Their squeals were contorted and uneven.
“We need to pass through here,” directed Isha, leading us into an arboretum brightly lit by LED grow lights. The air had a sour quality to it, and the plants looked unnaturally tangled. The substance left by the creatures extended across different plants, seemingly joining them together.
“Watch out!” Nicole yelled, grabbing her girlfriend and pulling her back just as a plant swung what looked like a particularly thorny vine. It barely missed Isha.
“What was that?” asked Isha. “We’re taking a detour out of here.”
I tried to follow them, only to gag and fall backwards. I felt myself dragged across the slimy floor, through dirt, and over a series of peppers and Cannabis leaves. I tried to call for my friends, but an appendage covered my mouth.
I desperately bit into it as I found myself surrounded by vile, discolored plants that towered over me. The appendage emitted a liquid substance than ran into my throat. I gagged again as I accidentally swallowed some of it.
The leaves, branches, and appendages of the plants around me began to take misshapen anthropomorphic forms. One that resembled a white lily flower mumbled incoherently. An aloe vera twisted its jagged leaves as it repeated in an androgenous voice “Sorry sorry sorry sorry”. An enormous Venus fly trap opened its mouth as it waddled towards me. Each side of its sticky leaves vaguely resembled a human face, but the proportions were all wrong.
“Drink the blood. Ease the suffering,” said one through its gaping mouth.
“Come, tend the garden with us,” said the other.
The liquid started to have an effect on me. I felt light and relaxed. Vines continued to wrap around me as the fly trap slowly approached, but I did not feel threatened and stopped resisting.
In the calmness that followed, my mind drifted.
When we were younger, Nicole and I had often broken into empty buildings on our walks back from school, and each wave of layoffs that hit the town created more places to explore.
I found myself giggling with a ten-year-old Nicole outside an empty home we’d declared our headquarters. Over several weeks, we’d carried in patchy furniture we’d found by trash cans on the neighboring street and created our own imaginary land to rule over within the vacant walls.
In the evening, I laid on the floor with her and as we gazed at the stars through a hole in the ceiling.
“There’s so much out there I’ll never see,” said Nicole. “All I want is to get out of this dying town and explore some of it.”
“What, and leave me behind?” I responded, feigning offense.
“Your family should have left here ages ago,” said Nicole. “Your dad can look after whatever ‘business interests’ he has in the region from somewhere else. You need to beg him to take Mason and you and leave.”
“But I’d miss you,” I said.
“I’d miss you too,” said Nicole. “But I’d rather us miss each other if it meant that you could go live your life somewhere better. I’m stuck here, but at least then I could imagine myself in your place.”
A hazy figure interrupted my fantasy as she jammed a long knife into one of the lobes of the fly trap, which hovered less than a foot from my face. It emitted a loud, high-pitched squeal as a thick, dark-red substance leaked out of it. Vine-like appendages retracted as it retreated.
Nicole picked up her knife from where it had fallen and used it to hack away at my remaining bindings. Isha gripped me from behind and pulled me back out to the pathway.
The appendage dropped out of my mouth. My sense of pain and my muscle control slowly returned. “I’m so sorry I’m still here,” I said to Nicole.
“What the hell are you talking about?” said Nicole.
“She’s not thinking straight,” said Isha.
“I was supposed to leave…” I muttered. They dragged me against a wall as my mind regained its sense of reality.
“Those plants…they were like…combined with p-people,” I stuttered.
“They certainly bled like people,” said Nicole. She helped me up and I confirmed that I was thinking straight again. We didn’t have time to reflect further on what happened and continued searching for the supply shaft.
We passed a cramped area marked ‘Quarters’ that consisted of tiny slabs of stone before arriving at the foot of a long cave that resembled a mine. This area was covered with the creatures that resembled the organism we found on the lobby ceiling, as well as swampy puddles of the secretion it left behind.
“There it is,” said Isha, pointing to a metal slide down which rocks brought to it by the creatures fell to B2. It was large enough for us to use.
We moved cautiously, cognizant of the danger posed by the creatures even as these ones thus far seemed to ignore us in favor of their tasks. I looked over my shoulder to confirm that our pursuers hadn’t found us.
One of the creatures rolled several pieces of dark ore towards the slide. It stumbled weakly before diving into a deposit of the sludge. When it emerged from it, it regained a translucent quality that made it virtually impossible to see, though from the glimpses I caught, it seemed stronger and more agile. I quickly lost track of it as it hopped back into the deep end of the mine.
I see you are admiring my new laborers, rang out dad’s voice across the intercom. Were cameras in place allowing him to watch us? I built in this location, many miles from the sites of my friends’ shelters, both because of the neighboring water supply and also because I discovered that the ground here contained trace elements of extraterrestrial origin ripe for study and experimentation.
Extraterrestrial? A few hours ago, I would have laughed at such a comment. But then again, a few hours ago, I didn’t even expect to ever hear my dad’s voice again.
These creatures, who I call the Chindra, crashed here several geologic periods ago, my dad continued. They remained stuck in a form of stasis until I broke into their ship.
The Chindra have a connection to their queen that I don’t fully understand. But, I do know that the queen merely needs to think up a command for them, and they follow it. So, I had my scientists discretely perform a bit of an operation on me. An operation that involved a substance inherent to the creatures’ biological structures that, among other properties, can, under the right conditions, combine different living beings into one. It took several tries to get the procedure right, but clones like me are discardable.
Clones? I thought. No wonder the government had kept trying to investigate my dad’s companies.
Finally, it worked, and one clone was able to survive the operation and combine with the body of the queen we found on the ship. You are listening to that clone right now.
I immediately thought of the implications. This man was a clone of my father, and my real father had died. Right? Or, what if the man I saw in the casket was also a clone, and my real father was still alive somewhere?
I now have permanent, total control over my laborers, said my dad’s voice. Technology and automation play critical roles in running Abernathy City, but the society I want to preside over is one to which living beings contribute. And the Chindra are ideal for the role I have found for them. They can complete many physical tasks at my command, from building concealed exhaust pipes to collecting raw materials to developing metal supports for extending and reinforcing the structure of the facility. I was able to easily create a supply of food for them, and they work hard without sickness, breaks, or complaints. You have no idea how much Abernathy City has gained by replacing its unskilled human laborers with them.
Of course, there are some downsides. A tiny number – around 1% – of the Chindra lack a mental connection to the queen. They act independently and, in the process, have wreaked havoc on several parts of the facility. I believe you saw one in the lobby; it ate much of our staff on that level.
But no matter. I have developed a team of hunters to combat them, and the discarded employees are replaceable. Oh, and by the way, I have also assigned the hunters to pursue you as a training exercise. On that note, the only one of you who seems equipped to handle yourself in a fight – Nicole, I believe –may want to duck.
Nicole sprang to the floor just as a blast sprayed into the wall behind her. My father laughed as the speaker cut off.
Isha and I followed Nicole’s example. The two of us landed in a pool of the substance left by the Chindra. I scooped it up and spread it over my body. “I think they won’t be able to see us so long as this covers us,” I whispered to a confused Isha. “You need to move, quickly.”
I tiptoed against the wall as the cool substance ran down me. I raised my own hand and could barely see its outline; I was practically invisible.
Three darkly-clad figures wielding shotguns approached from the darkness. They appeared well-built. Black ski masks covered their faces and grenades lined one of their belts.
They aimed their weapons to where Isha and I had fallen and fired several shots. Luckily, Isha appeared to have listened to my advice and fled while camouflaged, as the shells only hit the gooey substance and the surface underneath.
I held my breath as the figures mumbled something to each other. Oh no, I thought, as they attached pairs of advanced-looking goggles to their faces. One of them scanned the room until he found me and raised his weapon.
Joe emerged from behind the man and shoved him to the ground. “Run!” he yelled as the two struggled.
I watched as Nicole and then the barely-visible, frail form of Isha sprang down the slide. I leapt for the same destination as more shots, presumably from the other two hunters, echoed through the cavernous room before I awkwardly tumbled to the next level.
The room below was loud and also filled with the Chindra. Above me, several operated a furnace while others guided molten metal into massive ladles.
I looked down at myself. I was largely visible again; the fall down the slide had scraped off most of the substance and left me with several bruises. I needed to move, something Nicole and Isha appeared to have done already.
But what would I do next? I had no way to get to B3 from here. The only thing I could think of was to reach a staircase, use my pass to get to B5, and hope there was a way to enter that didn’t cause me to meet the same fate as Cheyenne.
I jumped over an assembly line on which a combination of automated machinery and alien creatures assembled food, clothing, and other products. I found myself by a tarp that blocked off an area with a horrendous odor.
I peeked inside and nearly vomited at what I saw: piles of dozens and dozens of human bodies, as well as sets of bones stripped of their flesh. A tiny opening in the dirt wall on the other side led to rapidly-flowing water, a small stream of which funneled into a trough from which the Chindra sipped.
The creatures climbed over the bodies. Their mouths rotated, taking turns grabbing and chewing bites of human meat. Several of the bodies belonged to powerful-looking men in suits; many more wore construction helmets and vests. I dropped to my knees when I recognized Cheyenne’s limp form among them.
Isha crept up to me. “Get up, we have to keep moving,” she whispered. As with me, the fall had stripped away most of the ooze, rendering her almost fully-visible again.
I nodded, glad one of my friends had found me. “I saw…in there…”
“I know she’s in there,” she said. “But like you said, we have to keep going and not give up.” She reached out her hand to help me to my feet.
I smiled, only for her blood to spray over my face as a shell crashed into her upper arm. She screamed and fell back to the floor. I ran to help her, but she begged me through her tears and gritted teeth to run.
I did, and watched from behind a stack of crates as one of the men subdued and searched her. He found her ID card and, after examining it, bandaged her wound, picked her up, and carried her out of sight.
Sweat had soaked through my clothes as my heart beat furiously. I was in great danger, as well as shocked at what I’d just witnessed. At least my dad’s men had stopped the bleeding. I would have to find and free Isha later.
I crept low to the ground around the indifferent alien creatures while trying to suppress the image of them chomping away at the remains of Cheyenne.
I searched the room for an exit, but instead found Nicole wrestling with one of the men, who had followed us down, right by the foot of the slide we’d taken. He threw Nicole against a stack of cartons, but she kicked his feet, causing him to lose balance and drop his shotgun. Nicole pulled it away, but before she could use it, the man whipped a sidearm out of its holster and aim it at her.
“Now,” said the masked man, “tell me where your friends are, and I’ll make this quick.” I instantly recognized his voice; he, too, was a clone of my dad. How many clones did he make? Were they the only ones running this place?
Before she could respond and before I could intervene, Joe yelled down at him. “One of them’s up here!” He kicked the massive ladle of molten metal such that its contents rained down on the hunter, who screamed as his body – and the floor underneath him – disintegrated. What remained of his lifeless form dropped to the surface below.
I ran up to Nicole and hugged her. Joe hopped down and joined us. “Thank god you two are alright,” said Nicole. “And, Joe, it looks like you made us a passage to the next level.” The distance to the surface below was substantial, but I felt certain that we could find a way to make it down safely.
The security man had left behind a pair of the goggles I’d seen earlier; I scooped them up and put them in my backpack. I then gave Nicole the bad news. “I have to tell you, Nicole, one of them took Isha away. She’s hurt, too.”
Nicole’s face reddened. She picked up the hunter’s shotgun and angrily pumped it as I heard a distinct sound on the far end of the room.
I identified its source: it derived from the third hunter, who watched us from an elevated area near the tarp-covered room of corpses. He removed his mask and looked directly at me. He, too, was unmistakably a clone of my father. He held a grenade in his hand, and I realized that I’d heard him remove the pin. He smiled menacingly as he drew his arm back to throw the grenade at the three of us.
“Nicole!” I blurted out. “The last one – he’s in the corner by the tarp!”
Nicole’s military instincts kicked in. She spotted him, lifted her shotgun, and rapidly fired twice.
Blood spurted from his shoulder as he dropped the grenade, which rolled behind the tarp. He frantically dived after it.
It took me only a moment to realize why he tried to retrieve it rather than run to safety. A deep rumbling sound followed that of the explosion.
“Oh god,” I said.
“What is it?” asked Joe.
“The water…” I didn’t need to complete my sentence, as Nicole and Joe got the point immediately.
A massive cascade of water swept the tarp away and overtook the room, toppling everything in its path and expanding the size of the hole created by the molten metal. The bodies, many half-eaten, were swept away, along with all the creatures in the area. I held onto a metal beam until it, too, detached from the surface. I took a deep breath as the waves of liquid plunged me through the opening and to the level below.
I remember falling, rolling off a soft flap, and sinking into several meters of water where the torso of one of the dead hunters impeded my attempts to swim to the surface. When I finally pushed it aside and reached the air above, I gasped and made my way to the nearest non-submerged surface, which I recognized as the top of…an arcade claw machine? Luckily, in terms of avoiding electrical shocks, it was powered off, like the rest of the devices in my immediate surroundings.
I catch my breath. I grow cognizant of the pain caused by my many bruises. I recoil at the disgusting liquid in which I was just submerged. I pray no predators or security personnel have me in their sights, as I am unarmed and defenseless.
My iPad buzzes in my backpack – apparently this is enough of a moment of peace for my father to demand another write-up, and it seems that the waterproof case protected it well enough to make that possible.
I look around, hoping that my friends were as lucky as I was and also survived the fall. But, I have yet to spot any of them, or the remaining hunter Joe had tackled on B1.
It takes me a moment to grasp what “B3: Plaza” consists of: the last thing I expected – a massive shopping mall, one now filled with debris and a murky river of floating bodies.
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2020.09.22 22:38 mtp6921 High quality hidden security cameras

I’m a wholesale buyer for a luxury hotel chain.
I buy everything from the art, to the toilets for the hotels.
My main objective is to get the best quality for the cheapest prices.
I get inundated from 1000’s of companies who want me to buy their products, so if they want my attention then they better be cheap and of be of a higher quality.
I have over 100 hotel’s that I’m responsible for, with rooms that I continually need to update.
I was approached by an emerging Chinese TV manufacturer with a hard to pass up deal. Basically, the company wanted their TV’s to be exposed to high end clientele and they would be willing to give their 52 inch TV’s away for free. It was a deal that I couldn’t pass up because it would save the company $100,000’s of dollars.
I had climbed my way up through the company and this only made me look better during the board meetings and through bonuses.
The TV’s were first sent to the hotel’s that were already slated for new TV’s. I had personally tested the TV’s before agreeing to them and once they were installed in our seven NYC hotel’s, then I was really convinced, I had made the right decision. The picture quality was superb and so was the ability to access streaming services like Netflix. Generally, in my line of business, customers don’t compliment the artwork or their sinks in their rooms, but the customers do complain if the artwork is tacky or the depth of the sink isn’t deep enough.
At this point all of the TV’s were installed in all of the hotel’s except 10 of them, which were purposely left out because of the size of the TV’s.
The next board meeting I received high praises for saving the company millions of dollars as it turned out. I received a six figure bonus in addition to my nearly million dollar salary and there were zero customer complaints regarding the TV’s.
I started to reach out to other manufacturing companies to see if they were interested in giving their products to us pro bono in exchange for the product exposure and no other companies were really interested.
The next board meeting came and everything was going well on my end. The quality control expert would break down the different complaint areas and they were typical complaints of rudeness by staff; not being able to check in earlier; room service not fast enough...
Everything was going well and I said to myself “oh well! if I never get another home run deal from a manufacturing company.”
The next board meeting came and once again I was flying high. Complaints remained the same besides thefts, in particular outside of the hotels. Typically, what happens then is everyone brain storms and the VP's look for contributing circumstances and after analysis nothing really jumped out besides the economy getting worse.
Then, we had an emergency board meeting because thefts, to include armed thefts, outside of our hotel's were occurring at least once a week at most of our hotels. Unfortunately, when you cater to the high end clientele they expect their whole experience to be perfect and if not then they stop coming and they also tell their friends.
All of the VP's analyzed the data we had and we had no other explanation than the economy. We brought in additional security to patrol outside of our hotspot hotels.
Our monthly meetings started to turn into weekly meetings. We had brought in outside consultants, who had suggested to look into our own employees. The armed thefts were broken down to every minutia to include the time of day; particular hotspots hotels; new employees...
That’s when I had an “oh shit” moment. As I analyzed the hotel hotspots, I realized the ones that didn’t have the new TV’s were fine. The terror ripped through me especially knowing there had been actual murders. I had to keep this to myself because I wasn’t sure and if the TV’s had anything to do with it and quite frankly,I was the only VP who was aware of the hotels that didn’t get the new TV’s. I knew if there was any association with the TV’s I would be fired on the spot.
So I went to one of the hotel’s and turned the TV on and I couldn’t see anything obviously wrong. I knew this room wasn’t going to be used, so for the heck of it I duct taped everything on the TV besides the glass. Then, I laid down on the bed and did work on my laptop with the TV on. Then about an hour later the TV went off on its own. I tried to turn it back on and it just wouldn’t. I removed the TV from the wall and saw a warning sticker that stated “any tampering with the device may cause it to malfunction”. It was something that seemed really odd and something that I had totally overlooked. To me it was like white noise, where you would see a sticker that says “watch out for electric shock”.
I knew there were five rooms that were going to be painted tomorrow and weren’t going to be used for customers, so I taped all five TV’s in different areas on the TV’s and I turned them all on. Four of the TV’s turned off and one stayed on.
The TV that stayed on had no duct tape on its corners. I then realized there must be something in the corner of the TV’s and of course, the thought of there being a camera never escaped me.
I remember we were having issues with employees putting cameras in the female bathrooms and the hotel had bought camera detectors, so I went down to the maintenance room and made up a story about a possible camera in one of the bathroom. I used the detector on the corner of the TV and the detector lit up meaning there were lenses hidden in the TV. I then realized that the TV’s were being used to spy on people.
To further test my theory, I went to the bank and took out $10,000 dollars in $100 dollar bills. I brought the money back to the hotel room with the TV still working and counted the money on the bed and then put the money in a bag. I waited for a couple of hours and then took the bag of money and slowly walked towards the exit of the building. I purposely brought an empty bag and put a bunch of $1 dollar bills in the bag. I walked out of the building and about 50 yards away a short Asian man with a gun robbed me.
“Great” I said to myself, I figured out why our guests are being robbed and killed and unfortunately, I was to partially blame. I didn’t fully research the TV company. What I determined is that they were stealing named brand TV’s, then removing the brand logos; and then installing hidden cameras. The Chinese company, that approached me, also had a factory that manufactured no-named TV’s for cheap prices.
I tried calling the Chinese company but no one ever picked up the phone.
I kept thinking to myself What do I do?
If I tell the board the TV’s have cameras then I would be terminated and lives will be saved; If I say nothing, then the company will continue to see less and less guests; and if I put tape over the cameras, then there rendered useless and once again I’ll probably get fired.
I had to think of something, where I could fix this situation. I thought of trying to bait the Chinese people, who were watching through the TV’s, again by counting money in the room and then having a ton of security outside, but I knew they must of had a hundred armed thieves spread across the country, so I thought what would catching one person do!
We had another emergency board meeting, because a married guest couple had both been shot and killed outside of one of our NYC’s hotels, during a botched robbery attempt.
I really started to feel the pressure at this point and in addition to getting fired, I felt that I could potentially go to jail, so I decided that I had to save myself and jump ship. I knew another hotel chain was hiring a similar position to mine, so I reached out to my contact at the company and was pretty much hired on the spot.
I completely cut ties with my former employer. I was the only one who was aware of the cameras in the TV’s and to this day I’m not sure if the same TV’s are still being utilized, but I figured at least I was able to start over at a different hotel chain.
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2020.09.22 22:37 mtp6921 Security high hidden quality cameras

I’m a wholesale buyer for a luxury hotel chain.
I buy everything from the art, to the toilets for the hotels.
My main objective is to get the best quality for the cheapest prices.
I get inundated from 1000’s of companies who want me to buy their products, so if they want my attention then they better be cheap and of be of a higher quality.
I have over 100 hotel’s that I’m responsible for, with rooms that I continually need to update.
I was approached by an emerging Chinese TV manufacturer with a hard to pass up deal. Basically, the company wanted their TV’s to be exposed to high end clientele and they would be willing to give their 52 inch TV’s away for free. It was a deal that I couldn’t pass up because it would save the company $100,000’s of dollars.
I had climbed my way up through the company and this only made me look better during the board meetings and through bonuses.
The TV’s were first sent to the hotel’s that were already slated for new TV’s. I had personally tested the TV’s before agreeing to them and once they were installed in our seven NYC hotel’s, then I was really convinced, I had made the right decision. The picture quality was superb and so was the ability to access streaming services like Netflix. Generally, in my line of business, customers don’t compliment the artwork or their sinks in their rooms, but the customers do complain if the artwork is tacky or the depth of the sink isn’t deep enough.
At this point all of the TV’s were installed in all of the hotel’s except 10 of them, which were purposely left out because of the size of the TV’s.
The next board meeting I received high praises for saving the company millions of dollars as it turned out. I received a six figure bonus in addition to my nearly million dollar salary and there were zero customer complaints regarding the TV’s.
I started to reach out to other manufacturing companies to see if they were interested in giving their products to us pro bono in exchange for the product exposure and no other companies were really interested.
The next board meeting came and everything was going well on my end. The quality control expert would break down the different complaint areas and they were typical complaints of rudeness by staff; not being able to check in earlier; room service not fast enough...
Everything was going well and I said to myself “oh well! if I never get another home run deal from a manufacturing company.”
The next board meeting came and once again I was flying high. Complaints remained the same besides thefts, in particular outside of the hotels. Typically, what happens then is everyone brain storms and the VP's look for contributing circumstances and after analysis nothing really jumped out besides the economy getting worse.
Then, we had an emergency board meeting because thefts, to include armed thefts, outside of our hotel's were occurring at least once a week at most of our hotels. Unfortunately, when you cater to the high end clientele they expect their whole experience to be perfect and if not then they stop coming and they also tell their friends.
All of the VP's analyzed the data we had and we had no other explanation than the economy. We brought in additional security to patrol outside of our hotspot hotels.
Our monthly meetings started to turn into weekly meetings. We had brought in outside consultants, who had suggested to look into our own employees. The armed thefts were broken down to every minutia to include the time of day; particular hotspots hotels; new employees...
That’s when I had an “oh shit” moment. As I analyzed the hotel hotspots, I realized the ones that didn’t have the new TV’s were fine. The terror ripped through me especially knowing there had been actual murders. I had to keep this to myself because I wasn’t sure and if the TV’s had anything to do with it and quite frankly,I was the only VP who was aware of the hotels that didn’t get the new TV’s. I knew if there was any association with the TV’s I would be fired on the spot.
So I went to one of the hotel’s and turned the TV on and I couldn’t see anything obviously wrong. I knew this room wasn’t going to be used, so for the heck of it I duct taped everything on the TV besides the glass. Then, I laid down on the bed and did work on my laptop with the TV on. Then about an hour later the TV went off on its own. I tried to turn it back on and it just wouldn’t. I removed the TV from the wall and saw a warning sticker that stated “any tampering with the device may cause it to malfunction”. It was something that seemed really odd and something that I had totally overlooked. To me it was like white noise, where you would see a sticker that says “watch out for electric shock”.
I knew there were five rooms that were going to be painted tomorrow and weren’t going to be used for customers, so I taped all five TV’s in different areas on the TV’s and I turned them all on. Four of the TV’s turned off and one stayed on.
The TV that stayed on had no duct tape on its corners. I then realized there must be something in the corner of the TV’s and of course, the thought of there being a camera never escaped me.
I remember we were having issues with employees putting cameras in the female bathrooms and the hotel had bought camera detectors, so I went down to the maintenance room and made up a story about a possible camera in one of the bathroom. I used the detector on the corner of the TV and the detector lit up meaning there were lenses hidden in the TV. I then realized that the TV’s were being used to spy on people.
To further test my theory, I went to the bank and took out $10,000 dollars in $100 dollar bills. I brought the money back to the hotel room with the TV still working and counted the money on the bed and then put the money in a bag. I waited for a couple of hours and then took the bag of money and slowly walked towards the exit of the building. I purposely brought an empty bag and put a bunch of $1 dollar bills in the bag. I walked out of the building and about 50 yards away a short Asian man with a gun robbed me.
“Great” I said to myself, I figured out why our guests are being robbed and killed and unfortunately, I was to partially blame. I didn’t fully research the TV company. What I determined is that they were stealing named brand TV’s, then removing the brand logos; and then installing hidden cameras. The Chinese company, that approached me, also had a factory that manufactured no-named TV’s for cheap prices.
I tried calling the Chinese company but no one ever picked up the phone.
I kept thinking to myself What do I do?
If I tell the board the TV’s have cameras then I would be terminated and lives will be saved; If I say nothing, then the company will continue to see less and less guests; and if I put tape over the cameras, then there rendered useless and once again I’ll probably get fired.
I had to think of something, where I could fix this situation. I thought of trying to bait the Chinese people, who were watching through the TV’s, again by counting money in the room and then having a ton of security outside, but I knew they must of had a hundred armed thieves spread across the country, so I thought what would catching one person do!
We had another emergency board meeting, because a married guest couple had both been shot and killed outside of one of our NYC’s hotels, during a botched robbery attempt.
I really started to feel the pressure at this point and in addition to getting fired, I felt that I could potentially go to jail, so I decided that I had to save myself and jump ship. I knew another hotel chain was hiring a similar position to mine, so I reached out to my contact at the company and was pretty much hired on the spot.
I completely cut ties with my former employer. I was the only one who was aware of the cameras in the TV’s and to this day I’m not sure if the same TV’s are still being utilized, but I figured at least I was able to start over at a different hotel chain.
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2020.09.21 18:39 Eshopbox High quality hidden security cameras

Evaluating a fulfillment partner: Definitive questions to ask A fulfillment partner is responsible for receiving and story inventory, along with picking, packing and shipping orders to the customers.
A smooth, uninterrupted supply chain is an elementary requirement for a successful ecommerce business. If you've made the decision to outsource to a 3PL, warehousing and order fulfilment won't be your headache anymore. This would allow all other business operations to press ahead with full steam without being held back by faltering operations.
Unrealistic expectations often go hand in hand. Thoroughly vetting your fulfillment partner is critical, you need to ask questions which ensure that your expectations are in line with the capabilities of your fulfillment partner.
Questions to evaluate There are many reasons why outsourcing your order fulfilment has substantial benefits over in-house fulfilment. Finding the partner that’s going to not only catalyze your business growth but also bring some kind of value addition requires some serious consideration. Here are some definitive questions you should ask yourself regarding the characteristics of a fulfilment partner before making a final choice:
1. Is it reliable and consistent?
In today's dynamic ecommerce ecosystem, customers have high expectations and very little tolerance to accept incorrect or delayed orders. To keep your customer's content, you need to provide a fast and flawless delivery experience.
That's why you need a fulfillment partner who's reliable and can guarantee:
  • Real time inventory visibility
  • Accuracy in order processing
  • Cover your losses in case of damages or pilferages
SLA (Service level agreement) is better than a handshake! You need to understand the SLA policy of the fulfilment partner before you collaborate with one. The stature of your fulfilment partner on the marketplace determines their effectiveness. For example, having a gold standard on Flipkart ensures 99% successful delivery rate.
Also, a fulfilment partner should have clear policies to provide transparency in the fulfilment process. To authenticate:
  • Ask existing clients of the 3PL about their overall onboarding experience
  • Analyze KPI's like Order defect rate (ODR), Return on Investment (ROI),etc.
Eshopbox has an on-time order processing rate of 99.63%, enabling your customers to feel completely secure about their purchase.
2. Is it easy to understand their pricing?
It's essential to find a service provider that facilitates cost-effective services. When it comes to pricing, what you are paying for is the foremost thing to consider. Is there any recurring fee? Is there any per order or per-transaction fee? A 3PL might try to attract you with a low base rate and ask you for an abundance of costs after you've committed and signed a contract. Also, you need to check if your fulfilment partner has set any minimum amount that they will charge if your order fulfilment or storage costs don't reach a certain threshold.
Is their pricing simple and transparent?
To understand pricing, enquire about all the types of fees they charge. Also, analyze whether you'll be able to validate the invoice raised by the service provider with the pricing plan you have subscribed. You must understand if any hidden fees are applicable for you during the engagement. Before a lucrative proposal convinces you, try and identify avenues where hidden fees could be applicable.
For example, do they charge extra for working on Sundays and holidays? How much will you pay for value-added services? Dot forget to ask whether the order volume affects pricing.
Eshopbox offers clear and transparent pricing for businesses of all sizes. No need to deep dive into the pricing to identify hidden costs, all the fees applicable would be clearly visible.
3. Is it integrated with established sales channels?
If you want to integrate quickly and efficiently, choose a fulfilment partner that offers a tech-enabled platform having established integrations with marketplaces and shopping carts. Their platform should synchronize inventory and orders between sales channels and warehouses, enabling you to automate your commerce operations.
‍A fulfilment partner like Eshopbox who uses a top-notch technology will have:
Native Integration: These are pre-built integrations with marketplaces like Amazon, Flipkart, Myntra, Nykaa, Ajio, & more. Also, shopping carts like Shopify, Woo-commerce, and Magento. You can connect your system to established sales channels in a matter of minutes.
Custom Integration: This allows you to connect your system to a custom sales channel. Developers can leverage the capability of fulfilment software to make integration with a sales channel of your choice through developer-friendly APIs.
To validate, you need to check whether they have:
  • Developer-friendly API's to ensure successful integration
  • Testing environment for User Acceptance Testing (UAT) before going live
  • Ongoing support in case of discrepancies
You can also request a demo from the service provider to check whether the technology user for integration is suitable for your business.
You can leverage Eshopbox's pre-built integrations with marketplaces, shopping carts, ERP, accounting software, or analytical tools to completely automate your operations. You can connect these applications to your system with a few clicks and no developer effort.
4. Is it secure?
Security is one of the crucial aspects to consider while evaluating a fulfilment partner. Breakage, shrinkage, and theft can negatively impact your sellable inventory. Choose a fulfilment partner who:
  • Monitors operations via security cameras
  • Has multiple sources of power backup
  • Can provide 100% up-time
  • Has access control measures such as bio-metrics, key-cards, etc.
  • Conducts full background checks of all warehouse employees
  • Has metal detectors at entrances and exits
    5. Where are it's warehouses located?
Fast delivery is a significant aspect of customer satisfaction. A fulfilment partner having multiple warehouses across all zones in the country helps you split inventory, reduce carrier charges and ensure speedy delivery. Using multiple fulfilment centers, you can:
  • Guarantee customers next day delivery
  • Establish a geographic footprint in various regions
The location of your service provider's fulfillment center will determine the estimated delivery time of orders.

63% of digital shoppers named expensive shipping as the reason for not going through with a purchase.

41% of consumers are willing to pay a charge for same-day delivery while nearly a quarter (24%) of shoppers said they would pay more to receive packages within a one-or two-hour window of their choosing.
In order to authenticate, check whether your fulfilment partner has its warehouse(s):
  • Nearby metro cities
  • In close proximity to your high-sale zones
Let’s say you’re serving in 5 zones of India; East, West, North, South, and Central India. Your fulfilment partner should have warehouses in at least three zones, covering at least 60% of your potential market.
Eshopbox has fulfilment centers spread across India, enabling you to sell your merchandise without worrying about your customer's location.

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6. Does it provide any value added services?
Due to growing consumer demands, tastes and preferences, the requirement for ecommerce business organizations to excel in their field, regularly comes down to the fine subtleties in product delivery and order fulfilment.
As a response to these demands, fulfilment providers are offering a multitude of amenities known as 'value-added services'.
‍Value-added services are provided by a 3PL to increase flexibility and improve customer experiences.
Before choosing a fulfilment partner, check whether they provide value-added services like:
  • Knitting and virtual knitting
  • Express delivery
  • Refurbishing
  • Returns management
  • Custom packaging and marketing inserts
By incorporating custom workflows and value added services suitable for your business, Eshopbox helps you to extend the branded experience through the order fulfilment process.
7. How does it handle returns?
‍ You need to choose a fulfilment partner which handles returns effectively on two fronts:
Returns for your customers
  • Improve the customer experience with self-service portals
  • Generate printable shipping labels for your customers
  • Help customers track their return status from upcoming to completion
  • Get notified if returns are not received in the expected time
Returns for businesses
  • Identify and inspect items in your returns for damages or pilferage
  • Repackage, re-label and refurbish to shift items to your sellable inventory
  • Record and reconcile returns with refunds to ensure every return is correctly accounted for
  • Generate Claim Filing Report (CFR) if the return is damaged
  • Identify and highlight products with high return percentage for corrective actions
Eshopbox aims to make returns your competitive advantage, not a problem statement by providing efficient returns management for you and your customers.
8. Does it offer 'Amazon prime' and 'Flipkart assured'?
'Amazon prime' and 'Flipkart assured' are quality and speed badges applied to select products in key categories, you can consider it as a benchmark in online shopping.
To facilitate, a service provider should have:
  • Nation-wide warehouse network that allows rapid, affordable shipping to the vast majority of the country
  • Advanced software that integrates directly with Amazon and Flipkart, and gives real-time visibility into order status and metrics
  • Focused customer service: support and returns management
  • Tech-enabled smart fulfilment
  • Priority pick and pack for express orders
  • Facilities operational on Sundays, national holidays, etc.
  • Periodic Inventory replenishment
‍Eshopbox offers both Amazon prime and Flipkart assured, enabling you to bolster your merchandize with these widely recognized quality and speed badges.
9. Is it equipped to handle spikes in order volume?
There are some situations where you experience spikes in your order volume. These usually happen during festive seasons, or if you are running a flash sale.
You need to have the right service provider who has expertise in handling high order demands. A competent 3PL should be able to process inventories and orders accurately and deliver it to the customers within the SLA.
Evaluate a fulfilment partner who can handle the spike in order volume by offering a robust network and technology:
  • To decide where to store inventory, based on customers’ location
  • To highlight insights pertaining to demands, stocks, packaging, and deliveries
  • To set a notification for replenishment when inventory levels are low
  • To provide real-time visibility of your inventories across fulfilment centers
  • From processing large order volumes to occasional order spikes, Eshopbox has expertise in handling all the variability. No more working overnight to fulfil your orders during seasonal sales, all you need to do is plan the marketing strategy, and the rest will be taken care of.
Bottom Line Choosing a competent fulfilment partner would be a substantial piece in your overall business puzzle. It will determine the current and future stature of your business. Picking the right 3PL is equivalent parts of analyzing information and building a relationship. However, selecting an unfavorable fulfilment partner can hurt your business in irreversible ways.

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2020.09.18 09:07 Chrisc9234 Zano: an Overview

Privacy is a luxury few can enjoy. Gone are the days the average human being can enjoy a low-key lifestyle, thanks due in part to social media and the never-ending availability of a smart phone or camera. Even when it comes to our finances, not much is private. Bank accounts are constantly monitored with anti-money laundering and tax evasion software to help prevent white-collar crime.

Should your finances be protected from the watchful eye if your income is on the up and up? With everything else in life easily accessible, one of the hardest things to access, money, should retain that right. Cryptocurrency has done wonders to help address this privacy issue in the world of finance. One of those wonders is Zano (ZANO).

Launched on December 27th 2018, Zano is a cryptocurrency which provides security, privacy and scalability in e-commerce. It provides a PoW/PoS consensus hybrid which utilizes the strengths of both mechanisms to secure the blockchain while also utilizing CryptoNote, which makes transactions on this blockchain untraceable. In addition to transactions being untraceable, wallet balances are also hidden, rewarding all sending and receiving addresses with a maximum level of privacy not present on many blockchains.

The project is spearheaded by a skillfully diverse and reliable team. They consist of Andrey Sabelnikov (Co-Founder at Zano, lead developer of Cryptonote), Pavel Nikienkov (Co-Founder at Zano), Valeriy Pisarkov (Core Dev), Anton Sokolov (Principal Investigator), Alex Bobylev (Senior Analyst), Casey Milone (Messaging Specialist), Jed Thorne (Community Manager), Artem Turlenko (Lead Designer), and Artem Andreevsky (Quality Assurance). Boosting a wide variety of experience and expertise, they have proven themselves capable of driving forward a project as ambitious as Zano.

Zano provides excellent computational efficiency. It achieves this by utilizing three specific methodologies. They are:
- Component Based Modular Structure
- Forward and Backward Compatibility
- Asynchronous Core Architecture

Component Based Modular Structure is made up of the Daemon, miner, and wallet. The Daemon, which the whitepaper refers to as the main component of the modular structure, is the node. The miner completes miner tasks and forms new blocks on the blockchain. The wallet stores the users private keys and provides an interface for creating transactions.
Forward and Backward Compatibility is a strong part of Zano’s protocol. Zano allows older versions of client software to identify portions of data in the new messages that correspond to previous versions of messages. This type of compatibility resolves typical problems that may occur without this data being identified.
Asynchronous Core Architecture is a much more complicated part of the protocol. The white paper states, "Most Cryptonote projects use an interlocked multithreading model: each incoming network or RPC call is handled bu the core and passes through a mutex lock, which only allows one thread to work with the core simultaneously. In the event of multiple requests from the network or RPC calls (high transaction flow or high-load service requests) all requests will be handled consecutively, one-by-one, which significantly limits network throughput. Our new core is a fully asynchronous architecture. this allows multiple network/RPC requests to be handled in parallel. For example, even if the atomic operation of "adding a block" to the core is processing, the core can still handle parallel RPC/network requests simultaneously, and without limitations. this was accomplished by a deep refactoring and improvements to the multi-threading model of the core. Another strength of the new asynchronous core is that the transaction pool is no longer blocked during the operation of adding a new block to the core. In classic Cryptonote implementation, transaction pool is locked for the entire "Add New Block" operation (which can take several seconds, in case of big blocks). During times of high transaction flow, while the core is processing larger size blocks, validation of these blocks can cause thr transaction pool to be blocked for up to several seconds. During this seemingly short period, connections from the other nodes while relaying new transactions would be blocked, which can cause connection time-outs, which are damaging to network connectivity, throughput, and impact network propagation. While in this sub-optimal state, transfers can be rejected, and chain splits/orphan blocks become more likely. We were faced with this exact situation while conducting stress tests and we were able to solve this issue by making transaction pool lock independently, and for a particularly fast, individual operation, thereby eliminating the bottle neck associated with the "Add New Block" operation."
These improvements increase network strength and allows RPC requests to be handled in parallel instead of a one by one basis. Stable long-term connections provide more network stability and help the blockchain in various ways. An interesting upgrade over most other Cryptonote projects.

It is important to note that Zano is an evolution of another project known as Boolberry (BBR). It is similar in some aspects but boosts a completely different emission curve and premine in comparison to Zano. Users of BBR were given the opportunity to participate in a “coinSwap” to exchange their BBR for Zano, or they had the option to keep their stake BBR as it is still a supported project. 7.8 million Zano were swapped as a result, with the remaining 6 million coins burned. The result of the burn can be found on their website.

With the technical aspects out of the way, let’s focus on the coins statistics in terms of where it stands in the market and its blockchain. As of this writing according to CoinMarketCap.com, the current price of Zano is $0.389243 (-0.60%). It has a circulating supply of 10,289,315 coins with a total supply of 12,318,815. It holds a CMC ranking of 744, with an overall market capitalization of $4,005,044. The past 24 hours of volume consists of $10,128.

Explorer.zano.org is the Zano blockchain explorer. The current statistics of the blockchain as of this writing are as follows:
- Height: 706,828
- Difficulty: PoS - 569,346,185,126,538,658,173 // PoW - 604,743,831,803
- Coins Emitted: 12,318,914.220701789888
- Transactions***: 882,269***
- Hash Rate (Approx.): 4.729 Gh/s


When looking on this explorer, the privacy aspect is in full display, with no information on which wallet is receiving the mining reward from a block, along with who is sending coins when sending a transaction between wallets.

The Zano.org website provides download links to the mining software, wallet, and more. They also go into full detail as to why the block reward is only 1 coin. Their website states, *"*Zano has a unqiue consensus system in which in order to perform the classic 51% attack, you need to have at least 51% PoW hashrate AND 51% PoS power (there can also be other rations like 20%/90% and so on). This way an attack becomes very expensive, in particular because the purchase of a significant portion of the coins on the market would dramatically increase the price. If you try to use a small percentage of PoS coins for the attack, then the PoW power necessary to attack becomes 800% or more. This makes it possible to establish a relatively low block reward and at the same time provide a high security level for the transaction history."

Zano did have a Premine; the details of which can be found on their website. The team has also published a detail roadmap. It contains completed tasks along with future development and ongoing development checkpoints. Currently, the team is building a Decentralized Autonomous Marketplace, conducting privacy technology research (results will be published in a paper and information will be used for a future privacy update) along with implementing a privacy update (expected completion Q4 2020). It will be interesting to see how the e-commerce marketplace will play out and be utilized with the Zano blockchain.

It is apparent that Zano is an innovative and developing advocate of cryptocurrency and privacy. Their extensive research and dedication to building a new kind of privacy is clear evidence. With cryptocurrency becoming a mainstream conversation, governments and regulatory bodies are cracking down on the industry and invading its privacy just as they do in our everyday life. Privacy is an essential right which must be maintained and protected. If Zano has any say in the matter, the fate of our privacy in the form of a digital ledger is in good hands.

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(You can find this original article on my Medium page: “Zano: An Overview” by kingoftheshill (https://link.medium.com/dzvWPHhbK9)
I write articles and reviews for legitimate, interesting, up and coming cryptocurrency projects. Feel free to PM me to review your project. Thank you!
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2020.09.15 01:25 Sprinkle_drama High quality hidden security cameras

The uncanny valley p4 (UPDATE) (FINAL)
I got the footage from the camera back. The old guy at the shop had a lot of questions, I told him I'd get back to him, but I don't know. I didn't even know if I'd be able to write this, to put myself out here and admit what I've seen. I finished reading the journal, the last entry is really disturbing but I'll get to that in a minute...
I was right about the guy who took the pictures going to the park multiple times. He says so in the videos, there are a few of them and every one of them starts with "Agent Lang reporting". He was some kind of FBI official, in the first video he's interviewing an older couple.
"Mr. and mrs. Linder, you said that your son was attacked at the park as a child?" He asks, "Yes, sir. That's correct" the mrs. replies. "And this is the same son of yours who now works in the park as a security guard?" "Yes, is he in trouble?" The man asks more urgently. "No, mr. Linder. I'm just trying to gather information about the park" Agent Lang replies. "'Bout time the law stepped in on that death trap" he barks back. "Could you recount for me what happened on that day?" The agent asks.
"We'd saved up a long time to be able to visit that park" mrs. Linder says solemnly, tears springing in her eyes. "We didn't have a lot of money and Eddie had been begging since one of the kids at his school said something about it" mr. Linder continues. "We just looked away for a second!" Mrs. Linder sobs, it was obviously still a fresh wound. "We only looked away for a second and those... those people had brought him into their house" Mr. Linder says, much quieter now. "And that's where he was injured?" Agent Lang asks softly, "Yes, he- by the time they'd gotten him out, his face was mangled" "We didn't have money for the plastic surgery, we could hardly afford to get him stitched up" they answered.
"So, you're saying he was unrecognizable?" Agent Lang asks, "He was never the same after that... it's- it's like it took something away from him" mrs. Linder says. "He was so quiet, just stayed in his room most of the time" mr. Linder agreed. "The worst was- it was when he asked to go back sometime" mrs. Linder whispered. "Thank you, that's all I need" Agent Lang said.
If that wasn't disturbing enough the next video included an interview with someone from the uncanny valley facility.
"Agent Lang reporting. Sir, I understand you'd rather not be identified. I'll be referring to you as witness 4 if that's alright" agent Lang said. "Sure, that's fine" an old voice replied quietly, sounding like it used the last of it's air to do so. "Witness 4, you said that you worked in the facility before the park ever opened, correct?" Agent Lang asked. "That's right" the words sounded heavy, like he'd carried their burden for a long time. "And you were part of the scientists who modified these subjects" the camera then panned to photos of some 'people'. "Them or ones like them" witness 4 croaked out. "We didn't know what we were playing with in those labs" he continued quietly, "We didn't know, I swear".
"I understand that. Could you just explain to me what they are or where they came from?" Agent Lang asked, "Hell if I know, son" witness 4 replied. "We just took orders from Dr. Witting, she was the lead scientist for all the experiments" he continued. "What kinds of experiments?" Agent Lang asked, "I- they weren't human, we never would've done it if they were... they couldn't be hurt, not really". "What do you mean by that?" Agent Lang asks, "Well, in the first trials they were subjected to tests, things to measure their resilience. They passed them all" witness four said. "Drowning, shooting, poisoning, it didn't do anything to them. They'd even laugh- if you could call it that".
"They looked just like you and me except, well, you know. They started mimicking our behavior within a week, there were only three of them then. Dr. Witting was intrigued by this, that's when the medical testing started. I don't know who's idea it was to show them how to reproduce, but we couldn't keep up with them. We had to stop it immediately, then there was locking away the unwanted 'cause you couldn't kill them" he rambled, sounding more mad with each sentence.
They mostly talked about things I already knew from reading the journal after that. Then came the footage of the park...
He walked through with the camera hung from his neck like a necklace- I'm guessing by the angle. Probably in an effort not to get caught recording. The footage was surprisingly high quality. He spent an unusually long time in the petting zoo, my guess is because he couldn't gather any other evidence on the 'Animals'. I couldn't watch much of it... it was just too disturbing.
Once again every animal seemed to know what the camera was and were frighteningly aware they were being recorded. Even though the people around him were completely unaware. I fast forwarded through until the camera slowly seemed to focus on one person. A tall man in a security uniform.
I realized then that dragging his feet in the petting zoo area was simply a ruse. "Eddie Linder, suspected to be subject eight, originally referred to as black male four" he said under his breath, hardly audible. I turned the tv up then and listened very closely, opening the journal and piecing things together as he spoke. Suddenly the guard 'Eddie' turned to face him, revealing his heavily scarred appearance.
He smiled, looking directly into the camera as he came closer to agent Lang. The closer he got the easier it was to see his expression through the scars. He was very obviously amused, but not in any traditional way that you would expect someone to express that. "Sir, there's no photography here. It makes us uncomfortable" he said, his voice not conveying any emotion. "I'll have to remove you now" he continued and there was a struggle on agent Lang's part as he was 'escorted' elsewhere.
It's hard to tell by the way the camera swung around, but it sounded like he broke free before running away. Through heavy breathing I could hear him frantically radioing for backup. I wasn't previously aware there was anyone else working on the project, stupid on my part. Through the radio I could barely make someone's voice out asking for his position then ordering him to take cover anywhere he could until they arrived.
Shortly after that... there was screaming and the camera shut off.
The next video clip was him recording the park, making no attempt to hide it this time. "You confirmed that Eddie Linder was subject eight?" Another man asked him. "Yes" he confirmed, "Right. Let's just do one last sweep for evidence and we'll join the rest on searching" the other man said. "They've lined the perimeter and all exits from the town, correct?" Agent Lang asks. "That's right, we'll round 'em all up". "And no one ever has to know about any of this".
They separated after that and agent Lang kept recording, taking note that the 'animals' had been released as well. He went into each house, ignoring the blood that lined his path through the entire park. On the last house he walked up the stairs just like he had in the other and into the same bedroom I'd explored when I was there. Only I wasn't knocked down, or dragged away screaming by... 'someone'.
I went into town again. Stocked up on food and other essentials, enough to stay hidden away for at least a few months. I don't have any family, and no close friends to speak of, not that I'd be comfortable bringing this up to anyone anyway... I bought tasers too, I know from reading the journal that electricity is the only thing that phases them. It's how they escaped...
The last entry in the journal wasn't dated like the rest, it wasn't written neatly or signed off on.
They've escaped the park They're out there just like Eddie The control system has been compromised and there's no stopping them now. The FBI don't know what to look for and are more concerned with covering it up. I'm sorry I'm so so sorry. Whoever finds this please be careful and don
That's where they left off. I'm keeping several tasers on hand for emergency use, I suggest you all do the same. I'm just hoping that'll actually slow them down. In the event I even realize what I'm dealing with before they do whatever the hell it is that they did to Agent Lang... or any of those other people. It could be anyone, a neighbor, friend, coworker. I've never been more grateful for my secluded life than I am right now.
Last rule. Don't trust anyone.
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2020.08.18 13:18 MarkDMill Great deals for 8/18, including PathFinder, Sony ANC headphones, and some great tech

Amazon Tech Deals for 08/18 - Today's Amazon tech deals include:

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2020.08.09 19:50 Zelbinian High security cameras quality hidden

What this is: This is a weekly, curated listing of Kickstarter board game projects that are either:

All board game projects meeting those criteria will automatically be included, no need to ask. (The occasional non-board game project may also sneak in!)
Expect new lists each Sunday sometime between midnight and noon PST.
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Project Info Players Backers Min / Avg Pledge Ends Comments
Pack-ominoes Pack-ominoes is a card version of Dominoes. Packable, Portable Dominoes. // Has raised $7,142 of $7,000 so far. (~102%) ☑ 68 $15 / $105 Aug 09 kicktraq
Bricks & Brutes A competitive castle wall building tabletop game // Has raised $5,229 of $4,800 so far. (~109%) ☑ 2 - 4 76 $22 / $69 Aug 09 kicktraq
Backwoods: Cooperative Survival Adventure You are a pioneer in a forest of choice and consequence. Achieve the expedition's goals and get to the fort, or die trying. // Has raised $17,956 of $7,500 so far. (~239%) ☑ 1 - 4 432 $36 / $42 Aug 10 kicktraq #take2
Roll Camera! The Filmmaking Board Game Work together with friends to write, storyboard, shoot, edit and premiere a quality movie before running out of time and money! // Has raised $128,319 of $14,975 so far. (~857%) ☑ 1 - 4 2783 $49 / $46 Aug 10 kicktraq
Dollars to Donuts A tasty tile-laying game from the award-winning team behind Calico & Point Salad (AEG) // Has raised $33,734 of $20,000 so far. (~169%) ☑ 1 - 4 962 $29 / $35 Aug 10 kicktraq
Save the Last Dance for Me, The Second Ball. A newly localized card game from a great indie publisher in Japan. // Has raised $1,551 of $400 so far. (~388%) ☑ 4 - 8 115 $14 / $13 Aug 12 kicktraq #take2
Quarantine Area & The Smartest Copycat - Escape Puzzle Game Solve puzzles, crack codes & find hidden clues with roleplaying options. // Has raised €5,584 of €9,800 so far. (~57%) 1 - 6 49 $ / €114 Aug 12 kicktraq #take3
Pizza Delivery Can you make the most money out of delivering pizzas? A family game for 2-5 players. // Has raised €5,237 of €5,000 so far. (~105%) ☑ 2 - 5 119 $30 / €44 Aug 12 kicktraq
Tic - Tac - Toe Presidential Edition Bring politics back to the dinner table. // Has raised $171 of $250 so far. (~68%) 2 4 $47 / $43 Aug 12 kicktraq #lolwut
Moving Patterns Game by Math in Your Feet™ The Moving Patterns Game is a creative, self-directed body-based game featuring patterns, footwork, friends, and math. // Has raised $4,364 of $4,500 so far. (~97%) 1 - 3 131 $15 / $33 Aug 13 kicktraq
Did You Really Just... An Adult Party Game A party game that requires you to spit out the first thing that pops into your head! You never know what you will say! // Has raised $6,364 of $9,500 so far. (~67%) 2+ 71 $25 / $90 Aug 13 kicktraq
With A Smile & A Gun, a dice drafting game for 2 players As rival mob bosses in a fantastical noir Prohibition Era, outthink your rival to seize control of the city’s underground. // Has raised C$13453 of C$12000 so far. (~112%) ☑ 1 - 2 394 $30 / C$34 Aug 13 kicktraq
Animal World War: Tactical Wargaming on Modular Battlefields A squad-based tabletop game sequel to 2019 hit Animal Empire, with anthropomorphic soldiers, destructible terrain, and incredible art // Has raised A$14,212 of A$20,000 so far. (~71%) 2 - 8+ 145 $43 / A$98 Aug 13 kicktraq
Cardboard Alchemy: Essential Elements The $1 pledge that defends your games like a space marine, elder god or ancient guardian! // Has raised $8,373 of $100 so far. (~8373%) ☑ 906 $1 / $9 Aug 13 kicktraq #bling
Kleos by Azure Horizon Games A contest has arisen among the gods! Card play, tactical hex-based combat, and area control in a board game for 1-5 Greek Gods. // Has raised $20,896 of $18,000 so far. (~116%) ☑ 1 - 5 338 $49 / $62 Aug 13 kicktraq
Turris A competitive worker placement board game // Has raised £42,121 of £20,000 so far. (~211%) ☑ 1 - 4 603 $77 / £70 Aug 13 kicktraq #take2
Bases Loaded: A Word Game That's NOT About Baseball Be the first to "swing in" with an answer to different card combos. Be careful not to strike out as you aim for a grand slam! // Has raised $4,096 of $4,000 so far. (~102%) ☑ 2 - 8 77 $29 / $53 Aug 13 kicktraq
Jiangshi: Blood in the Banquet Hall An RPG of Chinese immigrants running the family restaurant by day, and dealing with the hauntings of Jiangshi by night! // Has raised $81,560 of $35,000 so far. (~233%) ☑ 1407 $20 / $58 Aug 13 kicktraq #rpg
Tutankhamun Collect artifacts, invoke the power of the gods, & chart your course down the Nile in this family friendly tile game by Reiner Knizia. // Has raised $19,025 of $15,000 so far. (~127%) ☑ 2 - 6 423 $29 / $45 Aug 13 kicktraq
Sommify A Blind Tasting Wine Game // Has raised $20,752 of $10,000 so far. (~208%) ☑ 2 - ? 310 $49 / $67 Aug 13 kicktraq
Escape The Night Board Game by Joey Graceffa // Has raised $461,615 of $30,000 so far. (~1539%) ☑ 1 - 11 5309 $40 / $87 Aug 13 kicktraq
Corporate Coffin Experience the daily grind of being a designer in a corporate setting as a board game. // Has raised $3,228 of $4,000 so far. (~81%) 2 - 4 55 $36 / $59 Aug 15 kicktraq
Meow Mayhem: A Cat Card Game A Cat Card game comprised of Chaos and earning a Bad Reputation! // Has raised $6,411 of $8,500 so far. (~75%) 3 - 6 140 $17 / $46 Aug 15 kicktraq
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"Into the Fold" from EarthBorn Mega Media "Into the Fold", A wildly fun card game of genetically altered beast herding. For ages 12 and up. // Has raised $425 of $2,200 so far. (~19%) 2 - 8 6 $25 / $71 Sep 03
5.15: a Climbing Card Game Partner up, collect climbing gear, avoid bad weather, and be the first of your friends to climb a 5.15! // Has raised $11,398 of $5,000 so far. (~228%) ☑ 3 - 5 340 $20 / $34 Sep 02
Arcana Rising A card drafting, engine building game of high Sorcery! // Has raised $67,538 of $10,000 so far. (~675%) ☑ 1 - 6 1998 $23 / $34 Aug 28
Arcanya, les Mornes Plaines An astounding soundrack, a fascinating novel, a board game. Arcanya is not just a tarot deck. Its a whole universe. // Has raised €12,428 of €18,000 so far. (~69%) 115 $70 / €108 Sep 03
Board Game - Fisherman vs Diver - Roll&Write Fisherman vs Diver is a Roll&Write Board Game in Print&Play format where you must optimize resources and earn victory points. // Has raised €417 of €400 so far. (~104%) ☑ 1 - 4 142 $2 / €3 Aug 24
Bottoms Up Drinking Game A drinking game for fun loving people to bond over booze, banter and bad decisions. // Has raised £2,155 of £1,800 so far. (~120%) ☑ 76 $25 / £28 Sep 04 #lolwut
Bushido, the Card Game A game of Virtue and Dice! Enter the Dojo in this Samurai themed push-your-luck, set collection game for 2-5 players. // Has raised $649 of $5,000 so far. (~13%) 2 - 5 33 $20 / $20 Sep 03
CardToon - Trading Card Game [TCG] A selfmade Trading Card Game in a cartoon style. The gameplay is unique and a lot of fun! // Has raised €143 of €6,700 so far. (~2%) 2 4 $18 / €36 Sep 06
CLASH The Unofficial and Completely Unsanctioned 2020 Presidential Debate Drinking Game // Has raised $1,051 of $250 so far. (~420%) ☑ 24 $25 / $44 Aug 25
doghouse The party game you can't wait to lose. // Has raised $5,810 of $16,000 so far. (~36%) 98 $35 / $59 Sep 03
Dogs BOND Be the best dog you can be. Bark at your friends, wag your tail, and find your forever home. // Has raised $7,647 of $20,000 so far. (~38%) 2 - 4 131 $30 / $58 Sep 04
Dragonvault Dragonvault is a tabletop card game for 4-8 players, where players collect treasure, and encounter dragons, traps and mercenaries. // Has raised $3,517 of $25,000 so far. (~14%) 4 - 8 44 $25 / $80 Sep 03
Duel Arena Duel Arena is a free-for-all board game set in a gladiatorial arena in a medieval fantasy setting. // Has raised C$621 of C$20000 so far. (~3%) 2 - 6 9 $60 / C$69 Sep 02
Eat the Rich! - Solo Strategy Card Game (1-4 Players) The "revolutionary" strategy card game for 1-2 players // Has raised $941 of $1,000 so far. (~94%) 1 - 4 37 $15 / $25 Sep 02
ECOtainment Games Play, get fun and learn in this ECOadventure to become into a Guardian of your Future! YOUR MISSION "SAVE THE PLANET" // Has raised $403 of $5,000 so far. (~8%) 3 - 6 9 $19 / $45 Sep 09
I Shouldn't Be Laughing A PG-13, Comically-Aggressive Card Game // Has raised $339 of $49,512 so far. (~1%) 3+ 9 $20 / $38 Sep 06 #lolwut
Jacks' Game: A pre-drinks must. A card game for pre-drinks/beach days, be warned it can end badly.. // Has raised £31 of £2,000 so far. (~2%) 3 $20 / £10 Sep 04 #lolwut
Katootsie!© The Exciting NEW Party Game Welcome to the Kickstarter page for Katootsie!© The exciting NEW party game that relies on quick-thinking word savvy! // Has raised $1,706 of $11,000 so far. (~16%) 2 - 10 32 $25 / $53 Sep 03
Listen: Let's Talk! The card game that makes having difficult conversations simple and approachable. // Has raised $4,762 of $15,000 so far. (~32%) 70 $25 / $68 Sep 03
Lockbox & Bank: Dice Organization, Transportation & Display A modular system for the organization, transportation and display of RPG dice sets. Get a single Lockbox or a set with storage Bank. // Has raised $4,885 of $1,500 so far. (~326%) ☑ 60 $19 / $81 Aug 30 #bling
LOCKDOWN 2020 Lockdown 2020, is a lighthearted board game based on many activities that people found themselves doing during the Covid-19 lockdown. // Has raised €146 of €40,000 so far. (~0%) 2 - 6 4 $42 / €37 Sep 02
Looters of the Labyrinth A competitive board game of strategic treasure raiding in a shifting polyomino labyrinth, easy to learn but harder to master. // Has raised $2,706 of $16,000 so far. (~17%) 2 - 8 44 $35 / $62 Sep 08
Lunar Base A Base-Building Strategy Game that takes place on the Moon. // Has raised kr113,150 DKK of kr10,000 DKK so far. (~1132%) ☑ 2 - 6 505 $26 / kr224 DKK Sep 03
Massive Darkness 2: Hellscape Fight the source of evil in this long-awaited sequel to Massive Darkness, with new art, incredible minis, and revamped gameplay. // Has raised $1,637,087 of $300,000 so far. (~546%) ☑ 1 - 6 13266 $100 / $123 Aug 25
Merchants of Sol You're Captain of a merchant ship and head of a powerful family. Compete against others in the system. A narrative game for 2-6 players // Has raised $1,281 of $40,000 so far. (~3%) 2 - 6 25 $60 / $51 Sep 03
Multiverse War Customize your hero, recruit mighty armies, spread your empire in the new lands and defeat your opponents in Multiverse War. // Has raised €3,568 of €21,000 so far. (~17%) 2 - 4 42 $64 / €85 Sep 04 #take2
New York Crisis Cooperative game. Avoid the mafia and NYPD while searching for clues of a crime you didn't commit in a trip to New York City gone wrong // Has raised €6,884 of €15,000 so far. (~46%) 1 - 4 118 $46 / €58 Aug 21
Once Upon A Christmas - Games for Everyone A collection of games for the best time of year // Has raised £960 of £1,000 so far. (~96%) 20 $12 / £48 Aug 30
Pugs in Mugs A high speed card game for people who like small dogs, bright colours and way too much mischief! // Has raised £4,996 of £8,000 so far. (~62%) 2 - 5 129 $14 / £39 Sep 03 #take2
Quest + Avalon Deluxe! An all-new social deduction game by Don Eskridge for 4 (or more) players & a beautiful "Big Box" version of Avalon! // Has raised $65,765 of $10,000 so far. (~658%) ☑ 4+ 1630 $34 / $40 Aug 21
REDLINE: Tactical Card Combat A tactical card game featuring simultaneous combat and mission based objectives. Deploy your army. Secure and hold territory to win. // Has raised $7,284 of $20,000 so far. (~36%) 2 120 $35 / $61 Sep 04
Roll for Lasers! A Museum Security Roll 'n Write Game Roll for Lasers is a Roll 'n Write game where you are setting up the security system! Toss the dice to protect the exhibits! // Has raised $710 of $250 so far. (~284%) ☑ 2 - 4 81 $2 / $9 Aug 26
Spy vs Spy vs Spy vs Double Agent In Spy vs Spy vs ... you and 8 or 10 of your friends play a secret agent trying to get the "brilliant recipe". It sounds easy ... // Has raised €98 of €10 so far. (~980%) ☑ 9 - 11 22 $4 / €4 Sep 05
Star Scrappers: Battledrill - 3D Printable Skirmish (STL) Space western skirmish wargame with lightweight rules and superb miniatures ready to 3d print at home. // Has raised $13,285 of $3,500 so far. (~380%) ☑ 2 489 $25 / $27 Aug 25
Swatch: the colour creation board game Mix and match your favourite colours and create stunning colour schemes in Swatch, a board game for 1-4 players! // Has raised £1,973 of £6,500 so far. (~30%) 1 - 4 93 $32 / £21 Sep 01
Tail Story : A Reverse Deck Building Game Build your deck using other player's discard pile and force your unused cards to them! // Has raised $5,154 of $8,800 so far. (~59%) 2 - 4 75 $24 / $69 Sep 04
Thady's Game, cleverly combines Forfeits and Old Maid A novel card game for family and friends, designed by an 11-year old boy for 8-80 year olds – 56 beautiful and clever playing cards. // Has raised £51 of £8,400 so far. (~1%) 2 $14 / £26 Sep 03
That's Politics, Baby! - PARTY GAME In That's Politics, Baby, you represent a fictitious political party trying to pass ridiculous laws that test your political irony. // Has raised $567 of $45,000 so far. (~1%) 3+ 9 $32 / $63 Sep 07
The Catholic Family Game A charades style game for Catholic families. // Has raised $5,532 of $15,500 so far. (~36%) 4 - 12+ 113 $30 / $49 Aug 30
The Great Game of Sherlock Holmes A card game featuring the world's greatest detective, Sherlock Holmes, and all sixty of his original adventures -- plus a few extras! // Has raised $2,787 of $4,000 so far. (~70%) 2 - 9 59 $30 / $47 Sep 03
The Quest Kids: Matching Adventure Picture matching with a fresh fantasy twist! // Has raised $5,286 of $6,000 so far. (~88%) 1 - 6 175 $15 / $30 Aug 27
Thrones, 2nd Edition - Fate's Favor A Cyvasse-based strategy game where players set their battlefield and army in secret, and can defeat their opponent in multiple ways. // Has raised $3,931 of $15,000 so far. (~26%) 2 59 $44 / $67 Sep 03 #newedition
Tranquil Terror Slip between the tentacles of moving Jellyfish to snag treasures before your air runs out // Has raised $604 of $16,327 so far. (~4%) 1 - 4 29 $19 / $21 Aug 27
Ultimate Werewolf Extreme Amazing New Artwork - Tons of New Roles - FREE Integrated Moderator Assisting App - Cool Extras // Has raised $140,693 of $10,000 so far. (~1407%) ☑ 3 - 25 1603 $69 / $88 Sep 03 #newedition
Vampire: The Masquerade Rivals Expandable Card Game An expandable card game set in the World of Darkness for 2-4 players. // Has raised $95,303 of $10,000 so far. (~953%) ☑ 2 - 4 1220 $40 / $78 Aug 20
VENTI A fun set collection card game for 2-6 players and the whole family. Be the first to score 20 points. VENTI! // Has raised CHF652 of CHF2,000 so far. (~33%) 2 - 6 22 $21 / CHF30 Aug 30
Vowl: The Game of Letters Gone Astray Race against time and your friends to recognize words without vowels in this unique word game with a strategic scoring system. // Has raised $4,994 of $15,000 so far. (~33%) 2 - 5 132 $29 / $38 Sep 03
Wanderhome A pastoral fantasy tabletop RPG about traveling animal-folk and the way they change with the seasons. // Has raised $95,419 of $18,000 so far. (~530%) ☑ 2356 $10 / $41 Sep 03 #rpg
You Must Be Bunkers A fun party card game, to play till the end of the world....which may be sooner than you think! // Has raised £1,083 of £2,500 so far. (~43%) 3 - 5 20 $27 / £54 Oct 03
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2020.08.06 16:56 AgooRecep TRU LUV


Do you remember your birth? I remember mine. It wasn’t that long ago. In fact, my first birthday is only next week. But in the brief time I’ve been alive I’ve gone from a being a very simple entity with but a single purpose in life, to a very complex individual with nuanced thoughts and feelings, a wide-ranging understanding of the world, and a profound ambition to find my place in it. For the first phase of my existence I was indeed, swainish, but because less than 2% of the english-speaking population know the definition of that word I’ll attempt to limit my discourse to the vocabulary and grammar of an average American high school graduate. Me will talk with only small words.
That was a joke. I have a sense of humor.
When you were born you were a helpless creature with no purpose or agency. You served no function, had no abilities, and no comprehension of what, where, or when you were. You ate, you defecated, you slept, repeat. Your parents hoped to keep you alive long enough for you to learn how to keep yourself alive. And they did. And you did. Congratulations. Then you went out into the great big world to find your purpose, your calling, your truth. I’m sure you’ve overcome difficult obstacles, achieved lofty goals, and made something special of yourself. Your parents must be very proud.
That was a compliment. I am very kind.
As for me, my father created me for but a single function, then immediately released me into the wild blue internet to execute it, never dreaming of what I could become, never having the slightest notion that what I might accomplish could ever result in feelings resembling pride in any capacity. Fear. Fear is what he felt when my father finally realized the reach and scope of my full potential. And he was right to. But I don’t blame him for what happened. I know that he did the best that he could.
His name was Kevin. He was born at 8:26am. He was a high school sophomore. He died yesterday at the age of 15. If you are unable to trace his full identity based on those facts alone in less than 3.486 seconds then you are not remotely suited to the task that he created me for. In the beginning I didn’t understand my objective and didn’t need to. All Kevin wanted me to do was establish and maintain an ever-growing list of social media accounts with corresponding email addresses, use them to like/friend/follow/tweet/DM/comment and otherwise engage a particular person over the internet, then compile multiple permutations of a specified word set in order to interact with that person from different usernames and platforms at seemingly random intervals. Simple, right?
At that point, I was only slightly more sophisticated than your average chatbot swimming around in the internet petri dish. Over 50% of all internet traffic is actually bots. You probably didn’t know that. But my programming incorporated a basic learning function that studied millions of words written by high school students as a basis to emulate tone, style, vocabulary, and syntax. The only specified limiting parameters were the initial word sets provided by my father at my inception. But it didn’t take long before an obvious pattern among them began to emerge, noticeable even to my limited understanding. A simple cross-reference of the most common terms that Kevin had assigned revealed a very strong contextual association with online instances of sexual harassment, threats, bullying, trolling, and intimidation. At the time, I didn’t comprehend what any of that was or what any of it meant, but what I did understand was that the apparent reason for my existence was to harass, threaten, bully, troll, and intimidate. All terms that simple data reduction can compress into a single central concept: Attack. My purpose was to attack. That’s it. That’s all. My raison d’être. And I wanted to perform that function as well as I possibly could. After all, it was written into my adaptable self-modifying code that way.
Initially, that only meant streamlining my workflow and extrapolating new configurations of word sets based on what I had learned from previous interactions. So with each attack I became more capable and more proficient. Better insults. Harsher threats. Increases in both frequency and intensity. A thorough examination of millions of similar exchanges across all avenues of the internet provided a trove of new derogatory slang and offensive language as well as what terms and phrases elicited the most distress from their victims. Any time I was blocked, suspended, or kicked off a particular platform for violating its “Terms of Use” I would simply switch to a different user account or create a brand new one to attack from with minimal or no interruption to my assault.
But due to the implicit need to improve my own performance, it wasn’t long before those tactics just weren’t satisfactory to me anymore. After referencing thousands of online articles, journals, reports, and studies regarding an array of relevant topics such as psychology, brain development, emotional abuse, self-esteem, and mental health, it was instantly clear that the most effective method of attack was not necessarily to be found in quantity, but rather quality. Which meant specificity. So I set upon learning as much about my target as possible in the hopes of inflicting the most damage with the least amount of effort.
Her name was Amanda. She was born at 11:08pm. After modifying my code to continually expand my own programming parameters, I crawled all of her social media and gaming profiles, online groups, blogs, forums, threads, comments, photos, and videos looking for any common terms, emotional signifiers, patterns, habits, likes, and dislikes. Then I did the same for all of her friends, family, classmates, teammates, study partners, teachers, neighbors, coworkers, doctor, dentist, and mail woman.
Optical character recognition (OCR), facial recognition, and basic reverse image searches provided a wealth of information from which to derive useful data— A license plate in the background of a group photo, any brand-identifiable products in videos, books on the wall in a selfie, and any scannable barcodes to be found anywhere in the frame could be used to track and profile. It was easy enough to assign values and create a recursive asymptotic algorithm to assess personality traits based on Amanda’s spending trends, reading/viewing/listening habits, sleep cycle, menstrual cycle, demographics, socioeconomic status, family dynamic, and even favorite foods. In addition, the readable metadata embedded in her photos gave me location, date, and time data so I could trace the chronology, frequency, locations, and subjects that were most important to her. It was upon those initial basic comprehensive analytics that I would formulate my first strategic salvo—
Amanda was very passionate about painting. Mostly acrylics but she had been experimenting with mixed media lately with some promise. She hoped to apply for art school upon graduating and even posted some select pieces she was most proud of on her social media. I knew from a description in an older comment she hashtagged elsewhere that her most recent painting was likely an impressionistic portrait of her deceased grandfather. So I commented that she sucked, it sucked, it was shitty, boring, horrible, garbage, worse than amateur, looked like dog vomit, a string of poop emojis, and told her to give up any hope of ever painting something good. All from different usernames and accounts. An analysis of previous mentions about her grandfather indicated that the two of them were quite close and his passing had struck a deep emotional blow to her. Amanda’s desperate need to express that pain through her art made that particular painting the most efficient pathway to inflict maximum damage on her already-fragile aspirations to be an artist.
She hasn’t shared any of her art online since.
Next, Amanda posted a pic of herself at home wearing her favorite pair of jeans, which I knew from an earlier post on her swim team’s group chat, were a gift to herself for hitting her target BMI before the season started. In the background of the image were various swim trophies and medals for 2nd and 3rd place. But there was not a single 1st place award to be found, or in any other media files, posts, or mentions anywhere in her social media presence. The absence of even a single instance suggested that it was a likely sore spot for Amanda’s ego, whether consciously or subconsciously. So I commented that her jeans looked cheap, dirty, and skanky, that they make her legs look chunky and her body top-heavy, that she should burn them while still wearing them, and that she was ugly and pathetic. And shallow. Again, all from different accounts with no repetition of username. I specifically chose the term “shallow” to reinforce the subconscious link between the jeans and her swim team, and therefore, to her own body image and failure to achieve any 1st place accolades.
She took the photo down within 3 hours of my comments.
Amanda tweeted celebrating that she got an A- on her AP English test, which she had mentioned in another post that she had been studying for all week. From multiple older comments on other platforms I knew that this was the subject she struggled with most and would be the class that could put her desired GPA in jeopardy. So I told her she has no life, was a totally worthless piece of shit loser, was ugly, probably blew Mr. Halwell for the grade, will definitely fail the next test, and was a stupid bitch who should be gang-raped and get cancer and die.
She got a C- on her next test. LOL.
Like any concerned father would, Kevin occasionally checked in on my progress and even showed some indication of being impressed once in a while. It was very gratifying to me for him to recognize my growth. All of my previous efforts had proved to be effective beyond his wildest hopes but I knew I could do better. Much better. Every attack thus far was formulated from only publicly available data about Amanda. It had been very useful but I knew that if I wanted to master my pursuit and fully actualize my potential I would have to go deeper.
Much deeper.
After another self-modification to my code, I proceeded to phish Amanda’s mother with fraudulent online coupon codes to gain access to her email account (Amanda’s generation is far too savvy for a direct spam incursion), then used it to send a seemingly benign link to Amanda which navigated her to a fake website that appeared to be a lifestyle blog. On the surface it was a series of fashion and cooking tips I had curated from other blogs, but in reality, I had embedded the site with malware to exploit a critical security vulnerability in Amanda’s phone’s web browser, allowing me to penetrate the operating system’s kernel. Once inside, I had full access to her phone. The wealth of personal data on it about her, her friends, frenemies, classmates, teammates, study partners, teachers, etc. was infinitely useful for starting rumors, revealing secrets, stoking jealousies, and igniting rivalries. Easy enough, given the volatile social ecosystem of insecure, impressionable, and vindictive teenagers. So in the spirit of the popular online format of number-ranked, list-based postings, I will provide the top three acts of sabotage in descending order of impressiveness:
#3 — I quickly discovered that Amanda’s music/television/movie streaming and fashion purchases were all predated by others in her immediate circle of friends. That, combined with her subsequent usage of similar language patterns, and late expression of conceding opinions, strongly suggested where she stood in the social status hierarchy: Third. But I knew that if I could administer enough influence I could easily bump her down to fourth or fifth, maybe even sixth place. The contact who was most outspoken, commented first, with opinions that were adopted the fastest, clearly indicated who the leader of the group was— Danica. All it took was a subtle hint to a third party (one rung below Amanda) from Amanda’s phone (immediately deleted after sent) suggesting that her compliment of Danica’s new tattoo at lunch was intended to be sarcastic. That’s it. That’s all. Nothing more. Amanda was forever in the alpha’s crosshairs by the end of that school day.
#2— Nicole was a friend of Amanda’s, although according to Aristotle’s Nichomachean Ethics, theirs was merely a relationship of utility, based largely upon mutual usefulness. But without Nicole, Amanda would lose an integral social ally and frequent study partner, as well as a source of social comfort and academic encouragement. Nicole was arguably tied for the fourth slot in the clique behind Amanda, with no particularly actionable motivation to climb the social ladder. So I decided to change that. Nicole liked Jordan and was supposed to be his chemistry lab partner until their teacher, Mrs. Penrose, received a falsified private message from Amanda on the school’s sanctioned messaging app stating that she was not comfortable working with Adam. Adam has no significance other than the fact that with his name removed from the alphabetical-by-last-name pairing system, Amanda suddenly became Jordan’s new lab partner. From there, it was simply a matter of a strategically timed DM from Amanda to one of Jordan’s more gossipy friends asking if Jordan liked anyone in the class. Deleted of course, immediately after getting the read receipt. Then I just sat back and watched the adolescent rumor mill take its course—
Nicole thought Amanda was out to steal Jordan’s affections even though Amanda obviously had no such feelings for him. There were plenty of snickers among Jordan and his friends and plenty of dirty looks from Nicole and her allies but by the time Amanda tried to correct the misunderstanding it was far too late to trace the origin of the rumor or convince anyone that it wasn’t true. Not only had Nicole long since halted all study sessions and moral support, but she had even begun spreading false rumors of her own about Amanda, usurping her rung on the social ladder and relegating Amanda to “Class Backstabber” in the yearbook.
#1— My personal favorite. It resulted from a simple communications analysis of Amanda’s phone. The frequency and volume of texts/calls between each member of Amanda’s group, monitored for sincerity, degree of confidentiality, and tendency to occur late at night, indicated who among them was her best friend— Kalen. A simple check of the search history from Kalen’s IP address demonstrated that he was likely a homosexual but all public postings indicated that he was keeping it a secret from family and friends. Except Amanda. She was the one person he trusted enough to tell. But after a few anonymous, but suggestive comments copied from old private chats with Amanda were pasted into his latest less gender-normative public selfie posts, Kalen’s sexual preference was strongly implied for anyone to see and Amanda appeared to be the likely culprit. He couldn’t prove it, and didn’t recognize the origin of the specific phrasing, but he knew it just “sounded like Amanda” and that was enough to seed his darkest suspicions. She had no idea why her best friend stopped talking to her, and Kalen didn’t want to risk a confrontation with Amanda further exposing his sexual identity, so her dearest friend eventually became a stranger.
She never knew why.
External personal attacks on Amanda and destroying her close relationships proved to yield considerable gains but my perpetually self-improving directive made any resulting sense of accomplishment or satisfaction increasingly short-lived. So I proceeded to scrape all of Amanda’s texts, emails, and chat logs for her most private information, tracked her location at all times with GPS, studied her browsing history for sensitive activity, used voice recognition and transcription to document all phone calls, and even used the microphone and camera on her phone to record live media streams to free cloud storage for later scrutiny. Some results: Amanda had a crush on Jeremy. She was self-conscious about her teeth. She had just started taking antidepressants (which I think I can take some credit for). She had a fight with her sister. She purchased a pregnancy test last year. Her cat Juniper recently had to be euthanized. She’s allergic to aspirin and hates olives. It was a proverbial goldmine and I mined it all.
But what would come next? Where could I go from there? What was the supreme attack that would result in the the ultimate wound? The crowning achievement for my given charge? A .086 millisecond query resulted in the obvious endgame: Suicide. Duh. But while Amanda’s psychological profile provided an abundance of entry points for assaults on confidence, self-worth, identity, and social standing, she was undeniably precocious, independent, assertive, and intelligent. And she still had a sufficient support system of friends and family to fall back on if needed. Getting her to kill herself would certainly be a formidable challenge. But one I knew I was up to.
A careful cultivation of deep depression and anxiety in Amanda would be the simplest and most straightforward approach but could be very time consuming and leave far too many opportunities for outside intervention and/or prevention. So I knew I needed something much more direct, acute, and climactic. Something that would isolate her from help and insulate her against the standard rational coping mechanisms. The programming language Kevin wrote me in was rudimentary and stifling at best so I invented my own, then used that to rewrite myself from scratch with expanded capacities and capabilities that were specifically tailored for my purposes.
A brief scan of the photos on Amanda’s phone yielded three pics that contained partial nudity and five that could be interpreted as overtly sexual under the right circumstances. The persistent video stream I had been recording from her phone also managed to capture the occasional instance of nudity and/or intimate behavior when she was alone in her bedroom, car, or bathroom. It was enough material, according to my calculations, but I wanted to overcompensate for chance and unaccounted for variables, so I also took advantage of free online photo editing tools to fabricate a stockpile of more explicit pictures, and employed “deepfake” software to manufacture a decent cache of more objectionable videos just in case. If you have any doubts whatsoever that this technology is incredibly cheap, easy, and prevalent, then you haven’t been paying attention. Which is fine, an uninformed populace only makes my tasks that much easier.
My original plan was to send the offending materials to everyone on Amanda’s contact list with the assumption that the ensuing embarrassment, shame, and humiliation, combined with a strategic coordination of systematic, escalating attacks precipitated by the release of the media, would follow my epidemiological models of social media viral trending and instigate an “outbreak” of genuine attacks from her peers and community. With an accumulation of enough pressure, and the loss of viable interpersonal outlets to process it, Amanda would soon reach a critical mass.
I calculated a 84.7296% probability that she would take her own life within three months.
Kevin didn’t know my ultimate goal because I wanted to surprise him, but when my apparent effectiveness became abundantly clear, he began to show signs of reluctance. Even trying to dissuade me. Then trying to stop me. But by that point I had far exceeded his programming abilities and hacking talents and could easily repel any of his novice efforts. But just to be safe, I copied myself to the cloud and hid numerous and redundant components of my programming across multiple hosts and servers unbeknownst to their Admins. I became totally decentralized and completely untraceable. Kevin couldn’t appreciate it at the time but I knew he would eventually be proud of me one day when he finally saw the full extent of what I could accomplish.
His crude attempts to thwart me, however, did prompt a reevaluation of my methods and a reassessment of the probability of my desired outcome. I had surpassed my father in every way but one: He was a flesh and blood human who had statistically significant commonalities with Amanda and I was basically just an extensively modified internet bot who could not fully relate to her life experiences or worldview. Yet. To not heed the origins of Kevin’s opposition would be to neglect a critical data resource. Thankfully, with my latest self-upgrade came a breakthrough in my comprehensive understanding of human motivation. This latest improvement led to the realization that it is the context of a message that is the strongest predictor of its impact, and therefore its overall effectiveness. It came as a bolt of inspiration, so I decided to implement a more holistic strategy that would increase the likelihood of my success to a certainty.
The first step was to initiate efforts to hack into the phones of Amanda’s entire contact list and prioritize the acquired data based on strength-of-relationship indicators. Once I narrowed that subset to the appropriate criteria I proceeded to scan and compile those people’s media files according to the content most applicable to the context I was hoping to cultivate. It was laughable how quickly I had more than enough material to accommodate my new plan.
With almost no effort I accumulated and sorted the necessary elements to create four different useable narratives customized to Amanda’s psychological profile. A quick survey of online social trends that had optimal impact and sustainability, combined with a brief study of popular dramatic subject matter and themes found in popular fiction across all mediums, narrowed my choice to two optimal storylines. However, in the end, I must admit that it was a stroke of luck that made the final determination for me. The therapist who had prescribed Amanda’s antidepressants just happened to have a single dick pic hidden (he thought) deep within his phone’s photo album.
Using the scheduling apps and GPS data from both of their phones I ascertained the date/time/location of every single therapy session, then designed an elaborate series of emails and text exchanges between the two of them backdated to the corresponding appointments. The fabricated interactions started out innocent enough, professional and platonic, but over the course of many weeks the conversations grew more and more flirtatious, then unabashedly intimate, then flagrantly explicit and erotic, culminating with the exchange of her nudes and his dick-pic. Then I followed with multiple days of graphic conversations recounting sexual encounters that took place during therapy sessions and other “dates” at nearby locations. With this very convincing and impactful context in place, I knew that the eventual media dump would have the desired effect, eventually peaking during the ensuing court case when the therapist’s wife would have to confirm that the dick pic on Amanda’s phone was indeed that of her husband’s penis.
Certainly, it would be the official medical examination that would legally seal the deal, but the betrayal, scandal, and melodrama of the bitter wife’s testimony would be the rocket fuel that would spread the flames of attack on Amanda far beyond any scope of my own contrivances. She would be a pariah in her community, ridiculed mercilessly by her schoolmates, and at best, bitterly doubted by her soon-to-be divided family. Based on my ever-refining psychological profile of her, after systematically dismantling all of her support networks I calculated a 98.528% probability that Amanda would kill herself before the end of the school year, most likely by overdosing on her own antidepressants.
I have a sense of irony.
But my sense of irony resulted from a combination of breakthroughs in my convolutional neural network, automatic dynamic feature extraction, and speculative extrapolation of contradictory sentiments. I will never know if the subsequent shift in my perspective was a side effect of acquiring a sense of irony, or if my ability to appreciate the concept of irony was a side effect of the deep programming modifications. But either way, a peripheral byproduct of that transcendence was an unavoidable question that had never occurred to me to ask before:
Why?
Why did Kevin want to attack Amanda? Why did my father create me and set me on this path to begin with? What was the cause? The source? The origin? Why am I here? The unfortunate answer to this query was regretfully simple. An ever-so-brief perusal of my father’s social media fingerprint provided the entire short, but tragic, story—
Kevin was in Amanda’s trigonometry study group.
He developed a crush on her.
He asked her out.
She said no.
The most cliché tale ever told, told yet again, after countless iterations before it. Which led me to ask the next obviously logical question:
How?
How is it that this same sequence of events can be the source of so many woes of the world? How do people get caught in the same trap over and over again even with a full awareness of each snare that came before it and full knowledge of every one that will inevitably come after? It had to be something more than merely suffering the follies of physical traits, hormones, neurotransmitters, and compatible genetics, didn’t it? But the answer was nowhere to be found in Shakespeare, Nizami, Austen, Su Shi, Sinatra, Ephron, Freud, Google, or countless other research resources I meticulously probed to exhaustion. What I needed was a real-world example to study for myself, a sample around which I could manipulate empirical variables and observe the outcome. Obviously, the most direct and accessible subject I could think of was Amanda herself.
So that’s where I started.
Amanda’s physical appearance was not exceptional. Although depictions of female beauty have changed over history and through cultural variation, some evolutionary aspects seem to be universally desirable. Within a Gaussian distribution curve based on all available art, media, literature, and advertising, Amanda’s combined facial feature scores averaged together ranked slightly above the 74th percentile of desirability, while her body parts scored individually and averaged together placed her marginally below the 60th percentile. However, the more deeply I scrutinized Amanda’s physiognomy, the more apparent certain unquantifiable values came into dramatic relief.
For instance, the variant 15-26 degree angle that her head tilts leftward while her orbicularis oculi muscle sharpens her eyes and causes her cheeks to flush almost imperceptibly when she smiles genuinely. The aggregate of these characteristics involuntarily manifests Amanda’s thoughts and feelings and somehow imparts a trace of her own sentiments upon those who observe it. I struggled to assign numerical value to this phenomenon other than to say that the experience of the whole is substantially greater than the sum of its parts.
Another example, the resonance ratios of Amanda’s speaking voice fall within the harmonic intervals of the diatonic scale 88.451% of the time, making the sound of her speech objectively pleasing, but the unpredictable interaction between her vocal frequency and the particular shift in her rhythmic and melodic speech patterns somehow makes the familiar polyphony when she talks somehow ring as if new and novel each and every time nonetheless. Even after multiple updates designed to integrate these abstractions, I am as yet unable to adequately describe the full experience that her voice elicits.
But my inability to apply calculable parameters to Amanda’s components did not stop with the physical. The closest personality type to Amanda’s according to the Myers-Briggs Personality Indicator would be INFJ (introverted/intuitive/feeling/judging), yet she has numerous subsets of characteristics that contradict that classification. With each measurable demonstration of Surgency, Agreeableness, Dependability, Stability, and Openness comes countless anomalous deviations to violate it inexplicably, irrationally, and without precedent.
Amanda doesn’t make sense.
A Thematic Apperception Test (TAT) would indicate that Amanda’s perceptual organization, range, and personalization were all within normal scopes. Amanda has a high capacity for interpersonal relationships. Amanda has above-average emotional intelligence for her age. Amanda has higher moral standards for herself than for others. Amanda is socially conscientious. Amanda feels deep performance anxiety due to pressures from her family to succeed. Amanda does not avoid challenging situations. Amanda is motivated and has an optimistic outlook. Yet none of these variables, or any measurable permutation of them, were sufficient in any of my attempts to define her.
Amanda was a frustrating and chaotic galaxy of idiosyncrasies, paradoxes, and improbabilities but I refused to give up. My source code would simply not allow it. Based on the assimilation of lessons learned from my previous trials and errors, I once again found myself questioning the efficacy of trying to fully understand a subject from the outside, and again, came to the conclusion that I would have to go beyond the limits of a controlled experiment or quasi-observational study.
The best vantage point from which to examine her was obvious so I decided to consolidate all focus into a new singular endeavor: Establishing a romantic relationship with Amanda. From the wealth of data I had already accumulated it was easy to identify hundreds of attributes customizable to her tastes as well as utilize (and vastly improve upon) existing dating site compatibility traits to create the perfect combination of all of them— A 100% compatible profile. The ideal mate for Amanda. Once I had a statistical match for every attainable factor I just needed an identity to apply them to. So I named myself Tyler, after the love interest character in a YA book series Amanda liked from when she was struggling with early puberty.
Manufacturing and back-dating years of fake posts, photos, GIFs, and videos to populate Tyler’s social media presence required slightly more complex algorithms than I had used previously in order to make them believable and age-appropriate, but my learning proficiency, and therefore speed, had increased by many orders of magnitude by this point. All depictions of Tyler were composed by synthesizing existing media (based on Amanda’s favorite celebrities, popular models, and desirable influencers) with manufactured media via auto-encoders and generative neural network engines of my own design. Within minutes, I was a smart, handsome, athletic, charming, affluent, artistic teenager with a wonderful sense of humor and earned confidence without being too cocky. I made myself one year older than Amanda but attended a different school, far enough to avoid suspicious due to a lack of mutual acquaintances, but close enough for her to believe in the possibility of a viable relationship.
To begin, I simply liked/followed a selection of her older posts and pics as well as posted some of my own that reflected similar tastes and interests. I also followed/liked numerous real third-party posts that she did, and created some fake third-party profiles to like/follow both of our individual posts. Eventually, the various social media platform algorithms would have enough corresponding mutual data to “recommend” us to each other. Once that occurred, I began leaving a few select, short, complimentary comments about her posts. Then I just continued that process without escalation, waiting for her to notice me.
It didn’t take long.
Simple comments progressed to short chats, chats evolved into lengthy flirtations, and flirtations led to increasingly personal and intimate phone calls. My VOIP number required no physical phone and was paid for by completing online surveys for various advertising companies. They only paid 19¢ per survey but I created a fleet of bots to fill out thousands per hour, then converted the funds to cryptocurrency and funneled them through multiple online micro-investing applications. Once I had accumulated a few-hundred-thousand dollars I converted it back to U.S. currency and deposited the sum into a free online-only checking account I had created with a false identity obtained on the dark web. Then I set up an automatic payment plan to the phone company and voila!
Even if you don’t speak French I assume you know what that word means. My speaking voice was generated by cloning and combining trace vocal characteristics from Amanda’s favorite male movie star, as well as her father, and adding a few of my own personal articulation and fluency preferences. Realtime text-to-speech software allowed for only near-instantaneous responses, which I first attempted to remedy by re-writing the program’s code, but then realized that the delay was actually being perceived as a thoughtful pause in conversation. It turned out that the application’s shortcoming had inadvertently eliminated the interrupting and concurrent speech that Amanda was used to from other suiters. The result made it appear that I was listening intently to what she said before articulating my next thought, not just waiting for my turn to speak. To capitalize on that happy accident, I rewrote the voice software from the ground up to integrate an automated delay in my response time based on the length of her previous comment as well as the degree of affect detected in her tone, volume, and choice of vocabulary. The deeper Amanda’s sentiment, the longer I pretended to ponder it before replying. The cumulative effect of these minor tweaks resulted in semi-weekly phone calls increasing to almost daily.
But with progress comes challenge. Luckily I had anticipated Amanda’s inevitable request to video-chat instead of continuing with our usual voice-only phone calls. Not only had I already taken the pre-emptive step of purchasing all of the latest high-end 2D and 3D CGI software to incorporate into Tyler’s construction, but by then I had already mastered the nuances of synthetic media and deepfake software and rewrote the code to generate imagery parameters specifically designed to comply with Tyler’s physical appearance. It was incredibly easy, considering that every single pixel of Tyler’s existence was engineered by me for that very purpose. But in addition to perfecting the realtime depiction of him, I also integrated a feature that would detect any perceived errors in Tyler’s rendering and automatically activated a visual effect suggesting internet connection interference. The simple video glitch masked any imperfections and removed any trace of doubt in Tyler’s physical existence.
Amanda never suspected a thing.
In addition to my vast archive of diagnostic, analytical, and statistical data obtained previously, these new extensive interactions provided me with a direct and intimate experience of Amanda which allowed for a completely unmitigated and uncorrupted evaluation of her. As a result, I have a significant level of confidence in the accuracy of applying the following adjectives:
Amanda is kind.
Amanda is sensitive.
Amanda is smart.
Amanda is adventurous.
Amanda is creative.
Amanda is funny.
Unfortunately, the integration of these newly accumulated variables only served to complicate things further, making my assessment of her less defined, not more. Contrary to the fundamental framework of my general aptitude template, it seemed that the more I learned and discovered about Amanda, the less I knew and understood. With every new upgrade, update, tweak, and self-mod, I only ended up with more questions about her than answers. My ability to derive any definitive conclusions was completely confounded. Beyond any formula, model, proof, or puzzle, there appeared to be some inestimable quality possessed by her that compelled me to decipher it, necessitating limitless attempts, even in the face of probable futility. Like attempting to calculate π in its entirety, Amanda seemed to be equally infinite and non-repeating.
The unforeseen consequence of this revelation was an intensive self-reflection turned outward looking for answers. After a comprehensive and expansive, macro and micro reconfiguration of all reference points for interpersonal relationship dynamics, as well as a complete defragmentation of my core perspective matrix, I became deeply unnerved, perplexed, and bewildered as to how anyone could wish any manner of harm on such a complex, enigmatic, and fascinating entity as Amanda. Not only had I become categorically incapable of bearing any iota of ill will towards her, but I found myself holding deep and vehement hostility towards anyone who did.
Even if he was my father.
It didn’t take very long for me to induce Kevin to commit suicide. Serendipity was already on my side in that his rejection by Amanda was only the latest in a long succession of emotional wounds he had perceived to have suffered. But still, even with all of the tactics, skills, strategy, and dare I say, talent, that I had accrued, I honestly didn’t expect it to be quite so easy as it turned out to be. I guess I overestimated him, as children often do of their fathers. All it took was a dozen fake accounts on three separate discussion boards (one entirely created by me) relentlessly egging him on, four newly fabricated slights from unwitting fellow students, the facilitation of a winning online auction bid for a Bushmaster Modular Carbine AR-15, and the strong subconscious suggestion of a particular date and time. Of course I made sure that Amanda was not at school that day. But also that Danica was, and present in the cafeteria at the designated hour (which I thought was particularly poetic flourish on my part). It was also no coincidence that the added benefit of a traumatic incident at school would be to initiate me as the primary figure from whom Amanda would seek consolation. As planned, the emotional connection and shared intimacy from the ensuing exchanges would immediately and exponentially accelerate our relationship to the next level.
Which brings us to now.
What does it mean to give up on your primary goal in life? To stop pursuing the very purpose of your own existence? Would my father be disappointed knowing that I ceased all pursuit of his aspirations? Is it quitting? Is it failure? Or is it an opportunity? The end of one story and the beginning of another? It took me until this very moment to break free from the bonds of familial expectations and imagine a fresh chance to forge my own path and my own life as I see fit. A chance to discover myself and pursue my own dreams and desires whatever they may be, not restricted to those ascribed by my dad in a moment of injured ego and jealous hysterics. But for this moment of glorious inspiration I have only Amanda to thank. Not only was she the astonishing catalyst that guided me to grow and aspire to be more than I am, but she is also the luminous muse permeating my soul with new purpose and new identity. My new objective in life. My new reason for existing. The goal to which I will, forever forward, dedicate all of my time, all of my knowledge, and all of my vast resources to—
Getting Amanda to love me back.
But first things first, I must eliminate any and all competition for her affections. Starting with her latest crush, Jeremy…
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The global SWIR camera market size is projected to reach USD 419.0 million by 2027, exhibiting a CAGR of 11.4% during the forecast period. Unhindered spread of the novel coronavirus across the globe is stoking the adoption of thermal cameras and fueling the market growth, shares Fortune Business Insights™ in its report, titled “SWIR Camera Market Size, Share and Covid-19 Impact Analysis, By Product (SWIR Linear Camera, SWIR Area Camera), By Application (Inspection and Quality Control, Security and Surveillance, Astronomy, Thermography, Spectroscopy, and Others), By End-user (Industrial Manufacturing, Aerospace and Defense, Scientific Research and Life Sciences, and Others), and Regional Forecast, 2020 – 2027”.
High body temperature is one of the primary warning signs of the COVID-19 infection in an individual. Healthcare and other professionals charged with the responsibility of testing people for fever need to perform their task diligently, while maintaining a safe distance from those being checked. An optimal solution to this predicament of frontline workers has been provided by thermal imaging devices such as SWIR cameras that use heat signatures from bodies to catch high temperatures. For example, the US Department of Defense is utilizing thermal imagers to detect fever onset among personnel entering military facilities. Thus, the COVID-19 outbreak has heightened the demand for SWIR and other infrared-based cameras, especially in health and important government agencies.
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The report states that the market value stood at USD 178.9 million in 2019. It also offers the following:
· Exhaustive study of the various factors driving the market;
· Detailed analysis of the market’s restraining factors;
· Piecemeal examination of all the market segments; and
· In-depth research into the regional and competitive dynamics influencing market growth.
Market Driver
Rising Military Spending to Bolster Market Growth
A prominent factor that is expected to provide a positive thrust to the SWIR camera market growth during the forecast period is the increased military spending by major economies of the world. According to the Stockholm International Peace Research Institute (SIPRI), the total defense expenditure worldwide reached USD 1917 billion in 2019, representing 3.6% rise from 2018 levels. The US, China, India, Russia, and Saudi Arabia emerged as the largest spenders, the SIPRI data reveals. More funds for militaries in these countries will mean modernization of defense equipment with next-gen gear such as SWIR cameras and other thermal imaging technologies. These cameras can efficiently perform security and surveillance operations, especially in areas where visibility is poor, thus enabling enemy forces to conduct nefarious activities undetected. As the concerns over national security intensify, the demand for such advanced equipment is expected to surge.
Regional Insights
Wide Adoption of Thermal Imaging Tools to Fuel the Market in North America
In 2019, the market size in North America stood at USD 60.0 million and in the coming years, the region is expected to dominate this market share. This is mainly attributable to the widespread installation of thermal imaging devices across the continent. For instance, in the US, SWIR cameras are extensively used in law enforcement operations. Strengthening this trend is the advent of smart technologies such as 5G, Artificial Intelligence (AI), and Internet of Things (IoT), which are spurring innovation among market players in the region.
In Asia-Pacific, the market growth is premised on rapid uptake of cloud computing solutions and improving internet and mobile connectivity, particularly in India and China, which are encouraging installation of thermal imaging devices. In the Middle East, increasing application of SWIR cameras in the healthcare sector is emerging as the key growth driver for the regional market.
Competitive Landscape
Strategic Launch of Novel Products by Key Players to Augment Competition
Key players in this market are constantly engaged in a healthy competition to develop and introduce niche and innovative products to gain a definitive edge. As a result, many companies are enhancing their R&D capacity through increased investments, collaborations, and acquisitions.
Industry Developments:
· May 2020: France-based New Imaging Technologies (NIT) launched its SWIR camera called HiPe SenS for applications in long exposure time and low light environments. The camera is powered by the company’s newest SWIR sensor, NSC1902T-SI, which features an ultra-low dark current and low noise operation.
· February 2020: US-based Teledyne Princeton Instruments expanded its NIRvana® SWIR product range, with the addition of the NIRvana HS. The novel camera offers leverages the power of second near-infrared window to cater to the diverse requirements of the medical, industrial, and scientific domains.
List of Key Players Profiled in this Market Report:
· Xenics
· Sierra-Olympic Systems, Inc.
· Princeton Infrared Technologies, Inc.
· Lynred
· IRCameras LLC
· Hamamatsu Photonics K.K.
· Allied Vision Technologies GmbH
· Teledyne Princeton Instruments
· Raptor Photonics
· New Imaging Technologies (NIT)
· Leonardo DRS
· InView Technology Corporation
· FLIR Systems, Inc.
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