Regarding the recent iCloud scandal:

I think I have a couple things that I want to voice on this.

One, the fault is clearly with the hacker, not the people who stored the photos.  The celebrities should not be shamed for their private photos.  That much should be clear.

Two, don’t make yourself a part of the problem.

And three, I think from a network security point of view, we can all learn a lesson from this.  Don’t store your valuables in someone else’s house.  iCloud is a hosting server, if in fact that is where the photos came from, a bit of common sense could have easily been applied to avoid the problem.  NOTE: I am NOT blaming the celebrities, I am just saying that the public in general is so uninformed when it comes to technology that we all have a giant blindside.  Technology is a wonderful thing, but it is also a terrible enemy.  And they say that you should know your enemy better than your friends.  How can you protect against it if you don’t know your weaknesses?

02.09.14
Nothing kills you like your mind
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02.09.14

foresity:

Roman Nose Lake || Justin Mullet

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02.09.14

I am really looking forward to the release of Shadow of Mordor, but I’m not going to be able to buy it for like 3 months because I’m not paying fucking $60 for a game.

02.09.14

I forgot how much I thoroughly love Lord of the Rings.  The first time I read the books, I didn’t really like Boromir, he seemed too weak and borderline evil.  First time watching the movies I thought similar, although I felt a little more for him.  After multiple times reading the books and seeing the movies again, I think I finally understand him.

Boromir was like you and me, weak, easily tempted and swayed.  But beyond that, he knew his weakness in the end, and he was ashamed of it. He fought to his death to protect Merry and Pippin, and he didn’t regret it at all.  Although he may not have held a strong resolve like Aragorn, his heart was pure.  And I think we could all sympathize if we understood.

02.09.14

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02.09.14
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feelmyvibesss:

journey-to-nirvana:

black hills

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feelmyvibesss:

journey-to-nirvana:

black hills

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02.09.14
apatheticaries:

The Front Bottoms- Skeleton

apatheticaries:

The Front Bottoms- Skeleton

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02.09.14
wnderlst:

Appenzell, Switzerland | Peter Boehl

wnderlst:

Appenzell, Switzerland | Peter Boehl
01.09.14

My Jeep makes friends easier than I do

01.09.14

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01.09.14

I get really pissed off at the people that go about “equality” the wrong way, or think they’re promoting feminism when really they’re just degrading any social group/sex/gender/race other than their own.  And because of this sometimes I forget that there still is really a problem with men just people in general today. 

And then my friend told me how she was walking from a friends house to a party and this group of about 6 or 8 freshman guys came up and were tagging along with her and her roommate and were coming on to her.  She was fine with that but then she proceeds to tell me how they [these 6-8 guys] were grabbing her ass and touching her.  Let me restate, she has never in her life met these kids before and they think it’s fucking okay to just reach out and touch her like that.  LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU I DON’T FUCKING UNDERSTAND HOW ANYONE COULD THINK THAT IS OKAY.  Just no.  What the fucking hell.  I could barely believe that someone would do that.  

And then you think about how much worse has happened, and how many people it has happened to, and god it just makes my blood boil.  The fucking audacity.

01.09.14
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kelekelo:

every class is art class if you dont care enough

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01.09.14

tulipnight:

Sunset to Sunrise by Trevor Anderson on Flickr.

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31.08.14

 My ears are still ringing from the sound of your broken heart, beating faster than thought, caught in your stare, so encompassing. All resolve is lost as words fall from your lips, my trembling fingertips held out in question. So shake hands with regret, set to slip away. Your eyes crossing, rivers flowing under your pale feet. As the moments count down to flames, meet and greet death, he wears a cloak of your hopes and dreams, quenched like the raging fire they were once. You’re the breath he never found; you are the closed eyes peacefully resting while those around you are torn to pieces. You’re the smoke I pull to escape from thought of you. No touch, no shadow cast into mind, your hand fervidly held at your side as memories of you flow through mine an empty space more lonesome for what it has lost. You’re the sunset smile thundering out of a careless moment, you’re the tightly closed fingers holding in a breath. If you would stay here with me, one more minute, I would steal the world.

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