Your life is on the verge of destruction.

I must have received this yesterday ...

hello, my prey.

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My virus grabbed all your personal information and switched on your web camera which recorded the act of your wank. Just after that the virus saved your contact list.
I will remove the compromising video records and data if you send me 999 EURO in bitcoin. This is wallet address for payment : 15i4vuRYWwqgDQkFDKfJN1CZZFKC8mDb5V

I give you 30h after you open my report for making the payment.
As soon as you read the message I'll know it immediately.
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If you need 50h just answer on this letter with +.
You can visit the police office but anybody can't help you.
If you attempt to cheat me , I'll see it immediately!
I don't live in your country. So no one can not find my location even for 9 months.
bye. Don't forget about the shame and to ignore, Your life can be destroyed.

o_O   :facepalm      :-D

This is the transcript of an interview I saw on YouTube with a Spanish public figure called "El Gran Wyoming", "The Great Wyoming," and I put it here for the sake of it, it seems that big to me. I haven't transcribed everything. Just the highlights:

It was thanks to the trade unionists that the rights we now enjoy were won, by means of struggle and by means of prison. If it's not for the people who fight, nothing changes here. And you have to understand that nothing here is going to change if 'you' don't change it."

From minute 50.

He was talking about his children and people of his children's age in general:

[Young people] have this awareness that there is no promising future. It is already a disgrace to be poor without working because you have no job, but much more a disgrace is to be poor with a job. This consciousness has taken hold and I can feel it. I don't see the urgency of taking advantage of the opportunities because they don't think it makes much sense.

We have lived a fiction of progress, a first-world fiction which we were invited to, we have done nothing more than what we have been ordered to do, where things were made by the State. That is to say, we were included in a system where people had not starved to death for centuries, and [...] it gives you some peace of mind (...] This made us take too many things for granted. Give me Health Service, give me this, give me that. The right to demand. Yes, these rights are constitutional, but someone had put them there, and with a lot of effort, a lot of struggle and a lot of jail, which is what has happened in this country, not in others, here yes, here it was at the cost of jail. Now the unions are being demonised, we are forgetting people who have spent years and years in prison simply for saying that my colleagues are entitled to a fair wage, and they have spent years there (...).

That's why here we have to stand up for ourselves, and we have to understand that nothing changes here if you don't change it, that you have to change it.

I had to think long and hard before I published this in a non-anonymous way. Anyway I put it here in principle before putting it on the blog, first!

I don't think there's anyone here from my village. And if there is, another reason to celebrate.

I'm a woman and I'm going to try to make that the only thing you know about my identity.

In one of the crises this country went through, I went abroad. Just so you don't know my age, I'm not gonna tell you which of the last few crises this was in.

One of the things that some of us learned there, abroad, was the availability of a contraceptive method that we had not heard of here: the depo-provera or "three-month injection". More effective than the pill, among other things because it takes more than a simple forgetfulness to "fail". It is an injection given every twelve weeks to prevent sexually active women from becoming pregnant.
The injected substance acts on the body in such a way that the ovulation process is stopped (for technical details see the wikipedia page), at least during those three months. When stopping treatment, depending on bodies, you can have your period back immediately after another six months.

What the nurses who took care of me warned me about is that it is not recommended to use it for years and years, since it can affect bone health, among other things. But anyway, in those years they would look at me more closely to review the situation. In my case, the advantages of the treatment extended to, in addition to not having the period, the disappearance of her pains as well. All of them.
The process, I suppose, changes from country to country, where I was, the family doctor gave me the necessary tests to know that my body was going to withstand the treatment; he gave me the first injection himself, to choose between buttocks and arms, and from there every twelve weeks I only needed an appointment with the nurse, who asked me a few questions about my general health, sometimes weighed me down, gave me the injection and even in twelve weeks.
But not here. Here my family doctor referred me to the midwife, who in turn would refer me to another centre apparently responsible for reproductive health throughout the province. Instead, he gave me a tired veneer of why the three-month injection is not indicated in almost any case, until he convinced me of the tedium of trying the pill, that is, "just as long as you have your period, which may be in three months, or six months" (and meanwhile?) "Meanwhile, you are unprotected".
No. I don't want to be unprotected. Nor do I want to use other less effective methods in the meantime. And I don't want to have to be angry either, nor do I want other women to have to be angry to get this contraceptive method that is after all available in this country. I am not going to put what I said to her in the literal sense in case the midwife in question reads this and it turns out that she has a good memory. But maybe it was in the line of "Can I get a flyer so I can get this injection or do I need the name of the person responsible for your work?"

The flyer, already issued, took me to the provincial reproductive health centre a month later, to be asked a lot of personal questions, to be weighed, to be tested... And to have the injection given right there, but for the first and last time. From there, it was quite confusing: in three months I could make the arrangements at my local health centre, but in six months I had to return to this provincial centre, for a second and, in principle, final analysis.

Since then, the procedures at my health centre have been as follows: first make an appointment with my family doctor so that he or she can give me a prescription for the liquid to be injected. With the prescription, buy the liquid at the pharmacy. With the liquid, make an appointment with the nurse to give you the injection and have your history checked since you were last there to make sure the injection is not hurting you. So, three times you have to wait in public: two at the health center and one at the pharmacy. Three times when, even in the cities, it's very common for you to meet someone you know who wants to tell you what brings them there and hear what they bring to you, while you make something up because the reason why you travel so much is too intimate to share in public.
As for the medical and pharmaceutical staff, I encountered the following reactions: From the pharmaceutical company: that we only went with the prescription for the above-mentioned injection for women who had been or were born abroad. The nurses who gave me the shot on different occasions: One thought it was to put every month. Another had never heard of the thing, in her life or in her professional training.

Either someone with power wants to see too many unwanted pregnancies, or I can't explain why the most comfortable and effective method known against conception is to receive this treatment on its own.

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