I don’t know the knife laws in Italy, especially not for the specific part of Italy this occurred in

But often laws about switchblades and such have to do with carrying them, or occasionally selling them, but often just owning a switchblade and keeping it at home isn’t really an issue

As far as manufacturing, I again don’t know about the specific regulations, if there’s maybe any kind of licensing or something needed, but I know for a fact that it is either not totally illegal to manufacture a switchblade in Italy, or they are *very * selectively enforcing those laws because there are some very well-known manufacturers of them based there (if I had more disposable income I’ve had my eye on a Frank Beltrame stiletto for a while)

This is a big oversimplification, but the bacteria that causes tetanus basically lives in the dirt. If dirt can get to it, it can have tetanus on it. And I don’t know many dogs that are above picking things up with their mouth from the ground.

There’s of course the old myth that it’s caused by rust, rust really has nothing to do with it, it just happens that if you leave something made of iron/steel outside, it tends to rust and also get dirty.

The bacteria also lives in the digestive systems of a lot of animals, so if something might have pooped on it, there’s another way for you to be exposed to tetanus, and again a lot of dogs are willing, even eager, to eat poop.And of course there’s no shortage of people and sources that are happy to tell you that basically everything in the world has a bit of poop on it in some form or another.

Also, remember that part about tetanus living in animals’ digestive systems? I hope so, it was only one paragraph ago. That includes humans, there’s a pretty good chance you have tetanus already living in your gut. In your digestive tract it’s not an issue, maybe even beneficial (we still have a lot to learn about our gut microbiomes) it’s only really an issue if it makes its way into your bloodstream/lymphatic system, which it normally can’t do except through a wound.

And deep puncture wounds, like from a dirty needle, rusty nail, or dog’s canine tooth, are kind of the ideal place for tetanus to do its thing, like most bacteria it likes things warm and moist, and your body checks those boxes nicely, and it likes a low-oxygen environment and there’s not a whole lot of airflow at the bottom of a puncture wound.

I mean, we live in a time when 3d printed guns exist, I’m pretty sure having a 3d printer and ordering filament is probably about as likely to get you on a list as ordering some whistles

But whistles are readily available and cheap, without looking too hard I can get a dozen from them at target for less than $5 with lanyards. Leave your phone at home, pay cash, take a bus or park in the next shopping center over or wear a mask like you’re getting over a cold and a baseball cap and you’re about as anonymous as you can get.

Can probably get them even cheaper if you shop around a bit, if you have a party store around you I’ll bet you can get a bunch there for cheap as party favors for a children’s birthday party goody bag or whatever.

I’m a burly, bearded, outdoorsy dude, and you can describe a lot of my friends in a similar way.

Once upon a time, one such friend had a few trees on his property that needed to come down (damaged by storms, emerald ash borer, etc,) so he made a decision to have a “lumberjack day”

The plan was simple, we’d all show up with axes and saws and other implements of destruction and cut down these trees and chop them up to manageable sizes.

We also all kind of had the same idea that we’d show up in flannel shirts and suspenders in hopes that our one friend (coincidentally my now-wife, though we had not yet even begun to think about dating) who was sort of our unofficial group photographer, would show up with our camera, and we could get some cool shots of us being rugged badasses and maybe a group picture.

Sadly, she had to work that day, so no pictures exist.

I decided for this occasion that I wanted a big ol’ double-bit felling axe. It just seemed appropriate.

Now I could have gotten one from a hardware store if I just wanted a prop, but I did want an actual usable axe. Most new axes you can easily get your hands on these days just aren’t that great unless you’re willing to shell out some decent money (they’re not outlandishly expensive, but certainly more than I could afford at the time as a 20-something pizza guy)

Which meant that I’d be looking for a used axe. This was something I’d already been keeping my eye out for at yard sales and flea markets and such but unfortunately I was coming up empty. So with Lumberjack Day fast-approaching, I turned to craigslist.

And sure enough, I found a guy selling axes. Quite a lot of axes in fact, I suspect this guy had been snatching them up from the same flea markets I’d been hunting at before I got a chance. He’d clean them up, hang a new handle if needed, and sell them. His sharpening skills left a bit to be desired, but I’m handy enough with a file and whetstone so that didn’t matter.

We exchanged some messages, he sent me some pics of what he had, and we arranged a time for me to swing over to his house to buy an axe from him.

So one Sunday morning I swerved over to his house, not thinking to tell anyone where I was going.

From the pictures he sent, I kind of thought he had these axes in a shed or garage.

Instead when I went there and knocked on his front door he invited me inside and told me the axes were in his basement.

I step inside his living room, and this man had no furniture.

We go down into the basement, and every wall and float surface is covered in axes (and some similar hand tools- hammers, hoes, picks, shovels, etc)

I think this may have been some kind of serial killer’s lair.

But, luckily, I did not get axe-murdered that day. Instead I checked out his wares, handed him $60, and walked out with a rather nice vaughan axe that was probably from around the '60s

Took it out to my car, sat there for a minute considering my life choices, and went on my merry way.

Then a week or two later I put that axe to good use at lumberjack day. It’s a good axe, I still have it and find some good excuses to use it from time-to-time.

So anyway, he may possibly be a serial killer, but I do recommend Craigslist Andrew if you ever need to buy a decent used axe at a fair price.

Philadelphia English has this fixed with “youse”

I guess there’s also the Pittsburghese “yinz”

Or the southern “y’all”

Yeah that seems to be the key here, I’m doing a 60 second burn-in time for the bottom layers now, and lowered the lift speed and things are coming out a lot better

I’m still having adhesion issues on about half the plate, but I’m pretty sure I’m just going to need to re-level again to fix that

May still look into a heating solution but as long as they stick to the plate, everything seems to be coming out fine otherwise

Is this like a sex thing for you? Do you get off from being a contrary jackass?

In some small number of cases you may die in a house fire, and I’ll bet you have smoke detectors and fire extinguishers around just in case

If your grandmom cheated on your grandad, your aunts and uncles may not be his kids.

It’s absolutely an edge case, but there are still a lot of wonky family situations out there, people who are estranged from their family for any number of reasons, adoption, people raised by their grandparents under the impression that they were their parents to hide the fact that their sister is really their mom and they were hiding a teen pregnancy, your mom cheated and your dad isn’t actually your father, etc.

And sometimes that all stays under wraps until someone in the family takes a DNA test.

I have a friend with a big family who just recently discovered that most of her aunts and uncles aren’t actually her grandfather’s biological children. She and her siblings haven’t done a test themselves and her father’s dead so the jury is still out on whether she’s blood related to him or not.

But if she’s not, and she finds out who her actual biological grandfather is, it’s not impossible that that may open up a new pathway to citizenship through him.

And laws change, as a hypothetical, let’s say Poland starts getting antsy (well, antsyer) about Russia doing Russia stuff and really wants more people to feed the war machine in case of WWII breaking out, they already have a citizenship by descent option but the proper documentation to qualify can be tricky, but if they decide they really want to increase immigration I don’t think it would be out of the question for them to open up a pathway for someone who can show a DNA test with X% polish ancestry. In that hypothetical it might be kind of an out-of-the-frying-pan-into-the-fire situation, but maybe it would still be preferable to the situation in someone’s home country.

It’s just one more tool in the box that can open up new avenues for people to explore. It may not pan out for everyone or even most people who look into it, but in some small handful of cases it may save their lives.

Kind of funny you specifically call out Irish-Americans, because Ireland does actually have some options for citizenship-by-descent. It’s not quite as simple as anyone with Irish ancestry can become a citizen, but it is a thing.

If you have a grandparent who was born in Ireland you’re eligible

Or if your parent was an Irish citizen at the time of your birth

So hypothetically if you have a great grandparent born in Ireland, your parent could apply for Irish citizenship, even though their parents (your grandparents) weren’t citizens and had never set foot in Ireland

And if they did that before you were born you would also be eligible

And so on down the line to your children, and their children, etc. if everyone keeps on top of it.

There’s actually a decent handful of countries with some sort of citizenship-by-descent, not a majority by a longshot, and of course every country that does offer it has different requirements and restrictions, but for some people it can potentially be a viable pathway to another citizenship.

I’m worried about your ventilation and PPE situation.

It’s vented outside through flexible ducting with an inline fan, I have VOC monitors around my basement, and I wear a p100 organic vapor and acid rated respirator, disposable nitrile gloves, goggles, and a rubber apron

But do go on being a judgemental prick for no reason. I’m not skimping on safety, but if I can save myself a few bucks not buying a boring piece of hardware I don’t really need, I’d prefer to do that.

That’s money that could buy me more resin, paints, disposable gloves, beer, coffee, ice cream, books, movie tickets, or countless other things that I’d rather be spending my money on.

Most veggies in grocery stores are bred for things like appearance and shelf life more than actual quality.

I think tomatoes are a prime example of this.

Tomatoes bruise easily, and people kind of want to buy the perfect, round, bright red tomatoes, not a weird lumpy-looking, funny colored bruised up one.

So big farmers grow tomatoes that look pretty, and are sturdier to better handle being shipped thousands of miles, that will last better on grocery store shelves, etc.

But there’s trade-offs there for things like texture and taste. That perfect-looking tomato may be bland and watery.

They may also be doing stuff like picking them before they’re fully ripe and artificially ripening them with ethylene gas or something later in a warehouse.

When you get tomatoes from a smaller, local farmer though, they don’t have to be shipped as far, or sit around in a warehouse or grocery store as long, so they don’t need to pick varieties based on shelf life and ability to stand up to shipping, and can instead grow varieties that taste good. And they can pick them at their peak ripeness because they’re going more directly from the field to the consumer and they don’t have to rely on tricks like ethylene.

My wife isn’t a picky eater, but when we first started dating she thought that she didn’t really like tomatoes.

But she had only ever had regular grocery store tomatoes.

Until we moved in together and I grew some myself. Then she discovered that tomatoes can actually be really good. Now she can’t get enough of them, as long as they’re good tomatoes.

And I didn’t even grow any particularly fancy tomatoes. That first year that I made a convert of her I just had some regular ol’ beefsteak, Roma, and cherry tomatoes that I picked up as pre-started plants from Walmart or home Depot or somewhere like that, and grew them in pots on the patio of our apartment. Basically entry-level gardening, but that was enough to blow her mind.

Another year I grew, I think the variety was called something like “mucho nacho” jalapenos. We love jalapenos to begin with, but holy shit. That particular variety was everything we ever wanted a jalapeno to be. We had one or two other varieties going that year to have a comparison, but that one stood head-and-shoulders above the others, bigger, a little hotter, and just plain tastier.

And farmers can probably get their hands on even better varieties than whatever I could get at a big box hardware store, and have the know-how to really give them ideal growing conditions.

New York has one of, if not the largest steam systems like that. A pretty significant chunk of Manhattan is hooked up to it.

Although it should be pointed out that those systems aren’t without their own risks, there have been a handful of pretty bad explosions and such caused by that steam system. Not saying to knock it, any system where you’re trying to distribute a large amount of energy has the potential for some catastrophic accidents to happen, it’s all about weighing the relative pros and cons.

They’re also pretty common on a smaller scale for college campuses, industrial complexes, etc. places with a lot of different outbuildings and such, it can be easier/cheaper/more efficient to have one central boiler room/house and pipe steam around than it is to have heaters in ever building.

Also, bit of a tangent, but many moons ago my dad was a pipefitter/steamfitter, and worked with a lot of steam systems, and from what he’s told me about those days it sounded like absolute hell having to go into cramped service tunnels around searing hot steam pipes, all kinds of dust and asbestos everywhere, rats, high humidity, etc. that was probably almost 50 years ago, but I suspect things probably haven’t improved all that much since then, so kudos to the people who are willing to put up with all of that.

The implications of Tyranids vs Chaos are kind of wild to think about too,

With their whole hive mind/shadow in the warp thing, 'nids are more-or-less immune to chaos corruption. And even if the forces of chaos somehow managed to enter into some sort of dialogue with the hive mind as a whole, what do they have to offer each other? All the tyranids want is to consume biomass, and they’re doing that just fine on their own, constantly adopting and growing more powerful. Sure, maybe chaos can offer them tools to do it more efficiently, but then what? The 'nids consume all of the sentient races in the universe and chaos has nothing left to corrupt and feed off of for itself?

And the tyranids have no particular interest in the demons and other entities of the warp since they’re not really “real” they’re immaterial, made of the fabric of the warp. There’s no biomass there for them to consume.

Although, since encountering the aeldari and adapting to create zoanthropes and the ability to use psychic abilities beyond just being a hive mind, perhaps they will even further adapt to be able to consume warp entities.

Tyranids are as big of an existential threat to chaos as they are to the rest of the factions in 40k. It will likely never be explored in the lore, but I think it’s likely that some time in the future well beyond the 41st millennium, that if tyranids continue their advance, that things could work out that chaos may need to step into a sort of protective role fighting back the tyranids, because if they succeed in consuming all life in the galaxy, that’s pretty much it for the chaos gods as well.

No, that’s the opposite of what I’m saying.

I do believe you’re being 100% genuine.

But your genuine self looks a hell of a lot like a troll to the vast majority of people who aren’t going to comb through your comment history and realize that you have mental health issues. They’re just going to treat you like a troll and move on with their day.

And regardless of whether you’re genuine or trolling, at the end of the day, your intent doesn’t really matter, if it’s annoying, disruptive, etc. the mods are going to treat it as trolling, and they are right to do so.

OP, after scrolling through your history and the modlog a bit, I don’t get the impression that you’re a troll, but you absolutely do come off as one or at least as a real asshole in nearly everything you’ve posted to Lemmy since creating this account. In fact, I can see that I’ve personally downvoted you a couple of times for it.

But going through that history, I can see that you have some mental health/neurological issues. That kind of makes things fall into place.

I have a few friends in similar boats. If they were more-techy people I suspect their comment histories from when they’ve had an episode or gone off their meds or what-have-you would look a lot like yours. They’re good people, who unfortunately have issues that make them sometimes seem like they aren’t. And I feel like that’s the case with you.

I won’t pretend to know what the best course of action for you here is. I don’t know you, I don’t know what kind of help you’re already getting or what different kinds you may need, or what you would ideally like your life to look like on or off of Lemmy.

But you’re on here complaining about getting banned by mods, so I think it’s safe to say that you don’t enjoy that.

So I think you need to realize that if you act the way you have been, that’s going to continue happening. It feels very trollish, annoying and disruptive, and honestly maybe even a bit dangerous in some cases. I definitely get why mods have felt like they need to step in with you, I’d probably do the same in their shoes. Their role isn’t to cater to you, but to protect the community as a whole. Sometimes they step out of line to be sure, but I’m just not really seeing that in your history.

So you gotta change something, man. Maybe it’s something small, like exercising a little extra mindfulness and taking a moment to think about what you just wrote before hitting “post”

Maybe it’s something bigger-therapy, medication, inpatient treatment (all easier said than done, I know)

Maybe it’s something else entirely.

But if you don’t like the bans and having your comments removed and such, the fix is something that needs to change on your end, not the mods’.

I doubt you’re going to be too interested in taking that advice from a stranger on the internet, but I figured I’d al least try.

This is probably going to vary a lot depending on where you’re applying, every state has their own regulations and every department their own standards, so there’s probably not going to be a one-size-fits-all answer for you.

At the very least, if it comes up, it’s probably not going to be seen as a mark in your favor. If, hypothetically, the hiring choice came down to you, or an otherwise identical candidate who isn’t autistic, 9/10 times they’re probably going to go with the other guy.

If at all possible, don’t bring it up. If it comes up on a form or something, don’t lie, if you get caught in a lie that’s probably gonna be an automatic disqualification, but if they don’t ask, don’t tell them. Don’t volunteer the information that you’re autistic unless it’s specifically asked for. If there’s a question anywhere along the lines of “do you have any conditions that will prevent you from carrying out your duties as a police officer?” The answer is “no” unless you do believe that your autism will be an impediment, in which case, don’t be a cop.

Also, between stuff like this and the potential of RFK wanting to send people to work farms, I think it’s very important for people to ask themselves before pursuing a diagnosis for autism (and other conditions) “how do I stand to benefit from a diagnosis, and how will it potentially hurt me?”

If you’re at the high-functioning/low-support-needs/however-you-want-to-phrase-it end of the spectrum, what kind of additional resources and support will a diagnosis actually unlock for you and do you really need them? Or will it just come back to bite you in situations like this? Unfortunately people really do need to be weighing that.

Could also just be the rim being kind of dirty and corroded and needs to be cleaned up a bit of bead sealant.

I’ve had it happen to me a couple times, tires just always lost air sort slowly, I never cared enough to bring it in just for that, not a big deal to stop by the air pump once a week or so when I was getting gas anyway.

I’m sure if you brought your car in just for that they’d probably slap some token $10-50 price on it.

But if you bring it in for another service I feel like a lot of places will just do it. I know I brought my car in to pep boys one time for an oil change or something and asked them to look at it and they just did it, no extra charge.

I feel like it’s one of those little things that no one is quite sure how to write it up in the system, and figuring it out is more of a pain in the ass than just not mentioning it to the boss, not like he’s gonna notice they used an extra scrap of sandpaper and blob of sealant anyway.

I think this is the right take. At the end of the day you just can’t change some people’s minds.

Arguably, you can’t change anyone’s minds, they have to change them themselves. You can try to lay the groundwork for them to make that change, but we all know what they say about leading a horse to water.

Like OP’s example of the uncle with lung cancer. The dude already has lung cancer, and is continuing to smoke, what more could you really say or do to convince him to stop? They’re already facing probably one of the biggest possible consequences of their actions and they’re still not stopping.

Sure, you could focus all of your energy into trying to browbeat them into stopping, but do you really think that’s going to get anywhere? Your time and energy are probably better spent convincing someone else to quit or not to start instead.