But a Marine in bargain-bin decade-old hardware will absolutely walk straight up the barrel of a “less-lethal” loaded rifle and physically manhandle the cop in luxury fascist tech who thinks <40 hours of range time means they’re ready for combat.

You’re letting your fantasies escape through your skull holes, comrade. The military is going to point their guns, just as the cops next to them will be, at the people protesting the kidnapping of their neighbors by the gestapo.

Aye, get your used hotdogs for free straight from the source!

A match afterwards might help… better obscure your face, license plate, and use cash.

They’re already putting in ads on the dash screen in Jeeps… I’d imagine electric cars (well, teslas, anyway) are going to start getting grumpy that radio stations and spotify get so much ‘free’ ear time, and start putting in their own ads in the speakers that will play when they feel like it.

Keeping my reply of emphatic no here to not clutter up the thread. The closest I ever came was raising a fictional toast when Brian Jacques passed. I downloaded a copy of the recipe book he had written and made some of the otter’s hot soup.

I do find it interesting that no one in the thread who answered yes is really trying to explain why they cried. Sure, saying that you cared about their work means that you thought they were important, but how is that enough to cause you to cry? It seems like we’d have to drill down into the idea of parasocial relationships and examine how much these folks have built up the idea that the person they cried over was actually a part of their life.

That sounds like a really good time.

That just sounds like one step up from what most consider vanilla sex. “Oh baby, I love it, harder, harder!” is about as much of a lie as “I have never consumed one unit of marijuana, sir.”

Remember that these things are basically ad-hoc devices that snake oil salesmen have convinced government agencies to buy into. The fact that your muscles near the buttocks move is enough for them to get the next level of the MLM, the interviewers, to be convinced that it can detect it.

The interviewers know this, and will fail you after reminding you multiple times that the only answers you can give is yes or no. The mental breakdown has to stay inside your head to be effective. ;)

Go take some classes on stress management and biofeedback and learn to control all those things they are testing for

The only real measure that they can read is your breathing rate. Everything else is so variable naturally that it’s just noise.

There’s a pad that you sit on that will register the flexing of muscles in the area.

Because they get people to admit to things they wouldn’t otherwise. A polygraph test starts with the interviewer “just talking” (and those are massive, giant quotation marks there) to you for about a half hour. They slip in little statements about other, experienced officers who are currently employed despite past wrongdoings, “because they admitted” to the bad shit. Meanwhile, when you admit to bad shit, guess who’s not getting hired?

The interviewer will give you a giant list to go through, asking if you’ve done any of the hundreds of bad things, and ask you to explain any “yes” answers you give to the question of committing a crime.

So now you’re primed to confess to things, and the interviewer and agency gets to comb through those confessions to see if they don’t want to hire you. They also get to reject you if they don’t like you and blame it on you failing the ‘lie detector’ test, or the interviewer can simply say you’re lying.

Go read the book called, and I may be remembering this incorrectly, ‘Beat the polygraph.’ It goes into the history, the failures, and the ‘science’ of polygraphs. It’s enough to get you pretty deep in the subject without reading actual research papers.

I was seeing the same joke on the first reading, so I think you’re in the clear, mate.

Right pocket on the uniform, because I fear putting my shears and stethoscope in the same pocket, and the shears have a tip that doesn’t facilitate the left pocket, and the stethoscope rubber is too grabby on the phone.

Left pocket in general, because my wallet is in the right and I hate them clanking together.

Sailing, maybe, but rowing doesn’t have to be upper middle class. I’m solidly lower middle class, if that, and I get by. With the club, it’s about the same as a gym membership subscription at the end of the day.

Ha, I wish! They’ve fired people already for merely obscuring the camera for a few seconds. There is a hilarious clip of someone reaching up with a pair of scissors and getting the wire, but I like having a steady job with insurance too much. Maybe when I get tired of this shit and get hired somewhere else.

I feel ya, mate. I’ve got the same thing in my company vehicle. It absolutely irritates the shit out of me that anyone above my level of the hierarchy can look at me any time they want.

Tell me about it. Every time I get near the planes we use for skydiving, I can smell the damn difference.

I’m actually pleasantly surprised by how much movies get right with rowing and sailing in movies.

The one that does make me roll my eyes is the scenes where characters are chilling in the galley or bed and then suddenly run up because they hear/see a problem through a porthole. I always get pretty grumpy with the idea of folks being actively under sail and simply ‘tying’ the wheel or tiller and going under the deck. Only the incredibly expensive sailboats can truly get away with that. A small, affordable to a middle class type, yacht will have that with a motor, but sails are not so forgiving. If the wind changes you could have a pretty bad day, and even a perfectly ‘straight’ tiller will likely have you turning circles ere long. That’s not even considering how poor of a decision that would be unless you were a military ship in the middle of the ocean and others would get out of your way. Just because collisions are super de duper unlikely doesn’t mean they’re impossible.