Blues clues un dia con plum

Soy una persona ordinaria con 22 años con una vida comun, la vida avanza como cualquier otra hasta que un día todo se jodio, fue un domingo como cualquier otro sali de ruta en un todo terreno con mi amigo, queria sentirme bien despues de una ruptura amorosa, (noviembre 23 año 2019) la pasamos bien cuando decido regresar a mi casa una falla mecanica me mojo el cuepo de gasolina para despues arder en llamas me queme los dos brazos, espalda y cintura e igual me chispe el hueso de brazo, es el dolor mas fuerte que e experimentado, no se lo deseo a nadie. En 3 meses mi vida mejoro bastante empeze a tener exito en cualquier ambito encontre una nueva pareja, nada podia ir mejor mi vida era perfecta, hasta. (octubre 16 2020) todo se empezo a venir abajo mi relación volvió a fracazar. (noviembre 5 2020) sufro un accidente automóvilistico me estrelle contra un poste por recojer el telefono que callo en los pedales, iba de regreso a mi casa!! (Marzo 2021) mi vida vuelve a ser perfecta encontre una nueva pareja hasta. (Obtubre 18 2021) termina me relacion ¿Que podria pasar ? ( noviembre 25 2021) otro accidente por pasarme un alto y encontrame un conductor ebrio sali completamente ileso pero los dos coches fueron perdida total afortunadamente nadie salio herido. (Febrero 2022) me reconcilio con una de mis ex (su nombre es karol) Y en esa fecha fallece mi abuelo y por problemas de alcoholismo de mi papá nos peleamos y me corre de la casa. ( marzo 18 2022) mi novia me termina y al poco tiempo conoci a otra persona las cosas empezaban a ir de nuevo bien, arregle las cosas con mi papá y regrese a casa y volvio a pasar lo mismo. (Septiembre 18 2022) malos entendidos y una relación toxica volvimos a terminar, jamas me paso por la mente que volviera a pasar. (noviembre 28 2022) venia a exceso de velocidad saliendo de una fiesta al ver a mi ex besando con otro " de regreso a mi casaa" pierdo el control una esquina antes y me estrello contra un arbol, no sabia que hacer me negaba a creer que estoy en un bucle, pense ( fue mi error puede dañar a alguien) lo irnonico era fecha concidia con variación de dias. llega el dia (25 de diciembre 2022 ) karol me pido disculpas y volvimos ( febrero 2023) es el cabo de año de mi abuelo y me vuelve a pasar otro accidente me chocaron no fue muy aparatoso fue un golpe pequeño, mi papá vuelve a tomar volvimos a pelear y me volvio a correr de la casa. ( marzo 18 2023) exactamente igual que hace un año ( karol me pide un tiempo )
Hoy es (marzo 21 de 2023) No se que hacer ayuda !

Vamos bien, planifique mi dia, tengo una rutina y aunque estoy sin un peso y con unas deudas yo sé que no puedo volver a caer y debo mantenerme firme para poder ayudar a mi familia y salir rápido de esto.

A few weeks back I wrote that I had bought an autoloader FC LTO5 Ultrium tape drive in error (intending to get a SAS one for use with regular consumer versions of Windows; it was a two-windows-open-bought-the-wrong-one user error) and wondered if I would be able to get it to work. I didn't get any replies but I did get upvotes, so I'm guessing no one really knew, but people might be interested to know how it turned out.
The short version is, yes, I got it working, YAY!
The longer version of what went right and wrong could be useful for others who are working through any version of this in the future. (Potentially including me, long after I've forgotten it all!) The longer version goes like this.
First challenge: Getting an interface. My understanding of these drives is they all shipped as standard with a SAS connector, but HP also sold a fibre channel (FC) upgrade kit - the only evidence of which I can find is a couple of old supplier listings. Now, if my drive is anything to go by, the kit seems to be designed for professional installer use (maybe even HP's own people) and is destructive to the SAS connector. I don't believe it's possible to "un-kit" it and go back to SAS. So I had to get a FC card.
HP does publish compatibility information for the tape drives, but they don't cover FC cards (this is probably an inclusion with the FC upgrade kit doco which is nowhere to be found online). So I was shooting in the dark. But I figured a HP branded one had the best odds of being compatible. So I picked up a "HP / QLOGIC QLE2560-HP 8GB SINGLE PORT F/CARD w/ SFP P/N: 489190-001, 584776-001" off eBay, and got lucky first try - it was compatible with both the drive and my system.
Side note about my system: I bought a system specifically to run this drive and other home file sharing and backup tasks, and I got a refurbished HP Z420, a high-end-in-2012 business workstation listed as compatible with the HP tape drives. It came with an upgraded i7 CPU, budget-gaming NVIDIA graphics card, and SSD/HDD, intended as a budget gaming machine. It was AUD$350 or so. I suspect this choice allowed me to bypass a lot of issues around compatibility with the drive and the FC card, although it did create other challenges, see below.
Second challenge: Installing in the case. First I had to remove the rack sleeve surrounding the tape drive. This was screwed on, but also had cable connectors, at least one of which was really tough, so I wound up having to slide it out as far as the cables would let it, and then bend the back panel open to get it free of the cables from behind. There's also an ethernet connection on my rack sleeve that I think is used in server settings to communicate directly with the drive to troubleshoot.
Next, I had to install the drive in the Z420 case. You can only use the top two 5.25" bay slots, because any lower has the back hitting the memory. The Z420 has a system of tracks and large screws that slot in to the tracks. They actually give you spare screws, screwed into the side of the rack, but unless you know what they are, they look like part of the rack and it seems like there is no way to secure anything. (The Z420 has one side of the case riveted in place so you can only use their system to secure things each side - or, of course, get a new case). It was one of those things that was easy once you knew the trick, but took a ridiculous amount of angst to solve.
Third challenge: Cable connection between tape drive and FC card. Let me save you some angst here and explain that the cable needed is an LC-LC multimode/duplex fibre patch cable. LC is the connector type, multimode and duplex means the signals can travel in both directions, patch means (in this context) that both ends are male. Single mode tends to be a yellow cable and multimode is blue/aqua (but I wouldn't choose on colour alone). Because FC interfaces aren't aimed at consumers, it's not particularly simple to find any of this out. Also, the FC upgrade kit used to add fibre to HP drives installed two FC connectors, but only one of them worked - not sure if this is normal/firmware controlled/something or one was just broken. Regardless, when I was troubleshooting, changing ports got me further in. Also, the FC card only has a port on the outside, so I had to send the FC cable out by removing one of the PCI card cover plates and plug it in there. Fortunately my FC cable is a metre long so it was long enough to do this. Also, these cables have standards OM1, OM2, OM3, etc - completely irrelevant for this purpose. The standard relates to how far apart the devices can be, and they're all much longer than will happen in a single case, even a rackmount case. The cables come with little white protective covers on each end "pin." If you plug it in with the covers still on, it will go in partway but not lock in. That's your clue that you need to take them off.
Fourth challenge: Getting my system to use the FC card. This part was easy. The Device Manager saw the FC card immediately and showed it with a warning icon (you may need to use Show Hidden Devices to see it). I had to manually find and install drivers for it to accept it fully. Piece of cake. The main thing to know about FC cards is that underneath the hardware, they use ethernet protocols to communicate. So don't worry like I did when you see references to networking and ethernet - Windows has not misidentified the card.
Fifth challenge: Getting my system to see the drive. Getting my system to see the drive was pretty easy. Once I'd installed drivers for the FC card, the tape drive showed up in Device Manager straight away with a question mark, which means you need to do more stuff to make it fully ready for use. The "do more stuff" means manually tracking down and installing drivers.
Sidenote on what happened next: I had made a mistake a few steps back - I had a unidrectional rather than duplex FC cable in place. This created a horrendous half-working situation that kept me trying things for weeks. Various pieces of software could read data from the drive fine (eg, extracting information about the drive), but all software would crash when I tried to send info the other way (eg tape quality tests, which write data, or create a drive mapping). At this point the tape drive would turn into a hidden device in Device Manager, that is, Device Manager saw it as disconnected - not sure if the tape drive was reacting to the failed attempt and disconnecting, or Windows was doing it as some sort of fault detection/attempt at error correction.
My research in trying to solve this sent me ALL around the virtual world. I tried drivers and utilities and software from anyone who ever co-branded these drives (including Quantum, IBM, and Dell), I got a lead in archived forum discussions that Windows 10 support was initially buggy, so I installed dual-boot Windows 8.1 only to have the same problem, so then I installed Linux as well. (My machine is now triple boot). At some point a second FC cable I'd ordered arrived (I'd gotten impatient so I'd ordered one with faster shipping) and I noticed the difference in labelling and colour. I thought about it and realised that the communication was always from PC drive to the drive when it crashed, so I tried the new cable and the drive worked just fine in Windows 10. Then I did some more reading on FC cables and reverse-engineered an understanding of what was happening here. (I will have to decide at some point whether I have any need for the other two OS, but that's a decision for another day).
Sixth challenge: Getting the tape drive to be useful. For my use case, what I really wanted was LTFS, which is something that started with LTO5 which lets you mount a tape as a "drive" and lets you interact with it like you would any other drive. The required component for this is LTFS. Now, HP's tape tools utilities includes LTFS, but it doesn't really say so, you only find this out by digging in to the underlying files. Because I was scrambling to figure out my problem with communicating the drive, I was looking for this separately. I could find other brands' LTFS, but it didn't solve my problem, so I thought there was a missing piece. There wasn't, but it took me a long time to figure that out.
One thing that is really useful, though, is an LTFS configuring utility. I've lost track of whose one I'm using at this point, but IBM and Quantum both have standalone utilities for this, and what it does it create a drive mapping. If your backups routines revolve around command line scripts as mine do, that's probably all you need to make your drive useful.
Early tape drive usage was very reliant on cataloguing. Your backup would include external cataloguing so you could find content again, there was no ability to show an index from the tape itself. The change made in LTO5 that made using it as a regular drive possible was a system to catalogue the file list on the tape. It's not necessarily fast, but it is there.
At this point we're getting beyond my use case, but just to fill in a bit further, if you do need a backup solution with cataloguing capabilities, most are paid, and priced for commercial use. But there is one free option, Bacula Community Edition. This thing is a bastard to figure out on your own, but there are a few videos on YouTube that make it much easier to understand what the hell it's doing and how to use it. That would be my suggested first stop if you're looking to add a solution on top for older pre-LTO5 systems (or later if your system is big enough to warrant cataloguing).
So that's what I know at the end of my little adventure. I hope it's useful for other people on adventures of their own. Happy hoarding!

Tengo algo de tiempo y estaba pensando en hacer un directo asi en youtube desde mi compu y responder algunas dudas que puedan llegar a tener veo que es un tema que igual y no queda tan claro ya que normalmente respondo el mismo tipo de duda, igual como no tengo tanto tiempo solo me conectare un ratillo ya que salga de mi trabajo y llegue a mi casa, y si le aprendo a mover a estas madres pues igual enseñarles ejemplos pero pues eso aun esta en intenciones ya que no soy muy diestro en estas cosas y no cuento con tanto tiempo pienso hacerlo el dia de hoy igual sobre esta publicacion luego publico el link

Hola gente, mi pregunta es sencilla. Cuanto viajan al dia aproximadamente para cumplir con sus obligaciones, ya sea omnibus, auto, bici, etc? hace un tiempito tuve que empezar a viajar 2:20 horas (en total) todos los días y me parecio un monton, pero creo que se debe a que soy del interior y estoy mal acostumbrado a tener todo cerca

Hace 2 dias me cambie mi vieja 1660 por una 3060 ventus x2 Oc de 12 gb, el problema es que noto que los juegos me van peor con esta que con la anteior, eh actualizado drivers, eh revisado todo lo que se me ocurria, pero no logro hallar el error, de verdad si alguien pudiera ayudarme estaria muy agradecido, con mi anterior grafica el lol me iba a 120 relativamente estables, pero con esta 3060 en peleas me va entre 60 a 100, esto me molesta mucho, me gaste mucho para esta grafica pero no tiene un rendimiento optimo, que deberia hacer la devuelvo?

Yo (28m) y mi novia (27f) llevamos cerca de 9 años de relacion. Siempre hemos tenidos conflictos como cualquier pareja e incluso llegamos a separarnos en 2021.
Durante el año pasado, estuve en un proceso de seleccion bastante importante para emigrar a otro pais y trabajar en una empresa importante. Yo inclui en este proceso a mi novia la cual en un principio accedio (es una muy buena oportunidad) pero a los pocos dias perdio el interes y llanamente no se preparo. Evidentemete fallo el proceso.
Yo por el otro lado me prepare con tiempo y me quede con el puesto, hasta ahi todo normal; una lastima que no se quedara pero nadie puede decir que no la incluí. Los meses pasaron, la oferta se retraso debido a algunos procesos de emigración pero todo sigue en pie.
El tema es que desde Febrero (fecha original de mi partida) ha estado demasiado cortante conmigo. Siempre ha sido una persona sin aspiraciones y que realmente no sabe evaluar sus prioridades (dentro y fuera de la relación) cosa que en conjunto con que ella es muy cortante y grosera, me tienen harto de pasar tiempo con ella.
Debido a el retraso en mi oferta, tuvimos que mudarnos a otro estado donde adquirí una casa hace unos años, ella a regañadientes acepto ya que por su misma actitud, ella no avanza en su carrera en lo mas minimo, por lo cual ha tenido un sueldo bastante bajo considerando el rubro al que nos dedicamos (incluso dentro de su empresa). Por lo cual ella no puede pagar una renta en la ciudad y no quiere regresar a casa de sus padres.
Ya he hablado varias veces con ella sobre sus actitudes, su actitud prepotente e incluso lo he discutido con personas a las que yo considero saben del tema y nos conocen, pero estoy harto, no puedo seguir dandole vueltas al tema. Siento que he empezado a odiarla y no soy una persona que odia personas.
La relación ha sido la mas larga que he tenido y la verdad es que ya no se si lo que tenemos es amor o simplemente nos acostumbramos a estar juntos.
Gracias por leer.

Hi, I have perfume for sale. I’m in the middle of a massive destash. Shipping is $5, USPS First Class with tracking. Everything listed is a full bottle. Scent descriptions have been pared down to notes for space. I ship weekly. Unfortunately, I have almost no perfume samples, so I might not be able to provide extras in my packages. I am open to reasonable offers on everything.
ALKEMIA (5 ml rollerballs)
Arcanum Experiment 5 2022: Soft summer rain, ethereal musk, dry pale amber. (Note: (Non-rollerball 5 ml. $10)
Auguries of Innocence: White ambergris, peaches, sweet clematis accord, orange jessamine, choisya, parijat, pale cashmere. ($14)
Elegant Coquette: Sheer white florals, elderflower wine, raspberry leaf, tea roses, tagettes, white peach, green plums, golden apricots, raspberries. ($14)
Laveau: Jasmine, almond blossoms, white carnations, red rose, patchouli, cinnamon, Bourbon vanille, secret ingredients. ($14)
Les Mysteres: Frankincense, black figs, labdanum, dark amber, Russian tea. ($14)
ARCANA (5 ml bottles)
Black Sand: Amber resin, black coconut, coconut husks, vetiver. ($18)
Blueberries Crave Black Cats: Key lime, bittersweet chocolate gelato, sugar-dusted neroli blossoms, blueberries, cardamom, marshmallows, black tonka, Indonesian vanilla. ($14)
The Kraken: Smoked vanilla, black vanilla, saltwater, China musk, black musk. ($18)
Strawberries Crave Incense: Frankincense, myrrh, red musk, fraises des bois. ($16)
Sugar: French vanilla ice cream, cardamom, Pacific sea salt, Tahitian vanilla, wild harvested pine sap. ($20)
Tart: Lemon cakes, coconut frosting, bergamot. ($20)
BPAL (5 ml bottles)
Rares
Between Your Heart and Mine: Bois de rose, vanilla, rose. ($35)
The City in the Sea: Aquatic notes, ivies, white woods, kelp, bruised violets. ($40)
GCs
Bruised Violet Compound: Crushed violets, red currant, patchouli root, Spanish moss. ($16)
Iole: Fig, night-blooming jasmine, red sandalwood, bourbon vanilla, oak bark, leather accord, black amber. ($20)
L'Examen de Minuit: Frankincense, black plum, lilac, rose otto, and myrrh. ($20)
Vasilissa: Skin musk, pink musk, sandalwood, white amber, myrrh, star jasmine. ($16)
LEs
13, November 2015: Thirteen sugars, honeys, and vanillas dusted with chocolate. ($20)
All the Dust of the Land: Ceylon cinnamon bark, black patchouli, tonka absolute, bitter almond, frankincense. ($20)
Apple X 2016: Red apple, patchouli, vanilla cream, white musk, red musk, teakwood. ($20)
The Avenue: Dark chocolate, clove bud, smoked amber, bourbon vanilla tar, black and pink peppers. ($20)
Bestla: Amber, black fig, rose oud. ($20)
Blood Sangria: Sweet red wine, blood orange brandy, summer honey, white figs, black grapes, Marasca cherries, plasma. ($20)
The Changeling: Blonde wood, linen swaddling, pumpkin rind, bourbon vanilla. ($20)
Clement's Phoenix: Frankincense, caramelized myrrh. ($20)
The Creation: Amber saffron, indigo chypre, gardenia, blackcurrant, ylang ylang, frankincense, fir needle, white patchouli. ($20)
Dead Leaves and Tobacco ($20)
Die Sunde, Vom Tod Verfolgt: Blood musk, hothouse orchid, fig leaf, frankincense, white amber, tobacco honey. ($20)
Donna Con Ventaglio: White chypre, bergamot, rose otto, ylang ylang, tonka absolute, lotus root, blood orange, white fig, rock rose, mate, violet leaf. ($20)
The Flaming Sword of the Cherub: Dragon's blood resin, Ceylon cinnamon, black amber. ($20)
The Fox Sisters 2014: Rose geranium, tea roses, mahogany wood, bourbon vanilla, apple peel. ($20)
Gelt-Smeared Dreidel ($20)
Gingerbread Cathedral: Gingerbread, olibanum, Oman myrrh, Damascus rose resin, cassia. ($20)
Ginger Skulls: Crystallized ginger candies, quince, Asian pear. ($20)
The Great Python Snake: Thick, vine-draped trees, primeval flowers blooming in the shadows, dark, wet earth. ($20)
Hag Musk ($20)
Iridescent Pastel Basket Grass ($20)
Leda: Crimson and gold musks, pearl orris, white oudh, white sandalwood, translucent spiced petals. ($20)
Looming Spectre of Unutterable Horror: Frankincense, tobacco absolute, Russian leather, blackened champaca, clove, red patchouli, bourbon vanilla, petitgrain. ($20)
Lovers Embrace Under a Cock Kimono: Amber, balsam peru, patchouli, blood orange, rose geranium. ($20)
Maidens in Repose: Black amber, Ceylon cinnamon, Somalian myrrh, pale incense, star anise. ($20)
Mourning Cloak/Shroud: Opoponax, kumaru, cocoa butter, Mysore sandalwood, verbena, almond milk, guiac wood, beeswax, myrrh. (Note: bottle is labeled "Mourning Shroud." $20)
Now Winter Nights Enlarge 2015: Vanilla-infused red musk, champaca, petitgrain, ylang ylang, patchouli, nutmeg, honey, galbanum, caramel. ($20)
Peach VI 2014: Peach, blackcurrant, aged patchouli, red sandalwood, benzoin, blue musk. ($20)
The Phoenix at Dawn: Pink rose, apricot, orange blossom, carnation, red sandalwood, lemon blossom, rose musk, Madagascar vanilla, white wine grape, pink grapefruit, white patchouli. ($20)
Pouring Strains of Sacred Song: Red benzoin, frankincense, honey myrtle, osmanthus blossom, coconut milk. ($20)
San Cristobal de la Habana: White ginger blossoms, guava pulp, mango, white tobacco, sea salt. ($20)
The Snow at Midnight: Frozen blackcurrant bud, myrrh, ciste absolute, frankincense, oudh. ($20)
A Sublime Beauty: White rose, orris absolute, tonka, bergamot, bourbon vanilla, patchouli. ($20)
Sugar Cookie 2008 (Note that the label is rippled. $20)
They Lie Thus Chambered and Cold to the Moon: Cedar coffinwood, davana, tobacco flower, white rose. ($20)
The White Witch: Honey amber, with red musk, patchouli coeur, bourbon vanilla, vetiver, pomegranate rind, myrrh, blackened violet leaf, red rose petals. ($20)
Une Folle Enteprise: Ris, racine de réglisse, cassis, fleur de pommier, racine de patchouli, violette, héliotrope, anis, fève tonka. ($20)
Winter: My Secret: Labdanum, white myrrh, bourbon vanilla. ($20)
The Witch Bride: Hemlock blossoms, nightshade, wisteria, white frankincense, black amber, narcissus resin. ($20)
The Witches Sabbath: Burgundy, champaca resin, immortelle, leather accord, wine-soaked red fruits, rose geranium petals, red patchouli, candles, smoke. ($20)
Young Pine Saplings: Cream, clove, ginger, honey. ($20)
NAVA (5 ml bottles)
Polichenelle: Clove smoke, vanilla bean & marshmallow extract, Indian kewda attar incense, amber, white musk. ($20)
NUI COBALT (5 ml bottles, $16)
Vengeful Spirit: Cotton flower, cardamom, cashmere, bitter almond, storm-washed teak, white sandalwood.
POSSETS (5 ml bottles, $14)
Medusa: Coconut, olive blossom, myrtle, stone.
Pink Corset: Musk, vanilla bean liqueur, steel, pink lily.

Lo que dice el titulo amigos, es preocupante y alarmante la frecuencia con la qué las personan son estafadas por medios bancarios en Panamá. Les comento los modus operandi más común qué he visto (utilizaré un nombre genérico "Pedro" como la persona afectada)
- Pedro está vendiendo su pc y consigue a alguien que se la va a comprar, el estafador le hace transferencia por método muy famoso de transferencia de Panamá, Pedro entrega pc llegá a su casa y y cuando se da cuenta tiene su cuenta está suspendida y con proceso legal.
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- Pedro es un emprendedor, vende un producto equis; le hacen una transferencia por monto mayor por "error" Pedro es una persona honesta y devuelve el restante... Pedro tiene su cuenta bloqueada por recibir dinero, devolverlo y con un proceso legal.
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- Pedro vende su carro, realiza el transpaso del vehiculo; el dinero sigue en su cuenta, al dia siguiente Pedro amanece sin carro "por que lo vendio" pero tampoco amanece con el dinero en su cuenta y su cuenta está suspendida y con proceso legal.
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Lastimosamente, me he dado cuenta que es super común todo esto; de hecho, fui victima de una de estas estafas y desde entonces he sido mucho más precavido con todo lo que sea transferencias y demás, en cierta formas mis amistades, familiares y pareja han sido mucho más precavidos con estos temas.
¿Han vivido algo de este estilo? ¿Han sido victimas? ¿Como se dieron cuenta? ¿Como solucionaron? Todas las experiencias son validas.

Buenas tardes , hace un año y medio comence a pagar la construccion de una casa en una constructora llamada CREA en cordoba.
Todos los meses se hacia un deposito a una cuenta y ellos enviaban un recibo , en estos dias se contacto una persona la cual pertenece a un grupo de estafados por esta empresa.
Tengo firmado un contrato pero por lo que veo eso es lo mismo q nada , tengo todos los comprobantes y todos los chats con la constructora con los pagos.
Por el momento estoy pidiendoles que me devuelvan la plata porque no voy a poder pagarles a ver si por las buenas me tiran algo , pero en el caso q no me den un mango que podria hacer?

Hola buenas no se si alguien con rol en el discord de spainreps vera este mensaje,el otro dia me hackearon discord y me empezaron a mandar enlaces de spam por todos los canales y en el de spainreps al haberlo mandado por ahi tmb pues me baneron y me gustaría estar en ese canal. Mis discord es yassinn#1270 Un saludo

Como dice el texto, mi compa es soporte de computo a la escuela, no da clases y todo agustin, se baja tinder y hace match con una alumna,
La chava la neta era interesada, y como sabia que chambiaba le pedia siempre que gastara en ella, cuando se le acabo el dinero, regreso con el Ex, aguitado mi compa pero ps no fue el peor de su problemmas,
No se si por mame, o si la morra se frickeo, pero en la 8M lo destapo como abusador sexual, mi amigo es una mamada de 1.50 y la morra le saca cabeza y media, una patada le pudo haber dado y lo mandaba alv jaja, en general el siempre ha sido bien tranquilo, y de hecho la morra argumenta que estab peda y ahi abuso el de ella, per mi compa no salia a tomar hasta que salio con ella, y me cuenta que le gustaba mucho fumar mariguana, no justifico que por eso se desvalide su 'denuncia", pero ps la morra le gustaba intoxicarse hasta quedsr mal a como me conto y la llegue a conocer,
Total, le levanta la denuncia despues del 8 M, y ese mismo dia le solicitan su renuncia yno le presentaron pruebas, esto es super ilegal y le dije que se asesorara con un abogado, porque esto entra en despido injustificado,
Pero como seria la realidad en si? Todo esto paso en un pueblo de michoacan, entonces si quedo medio quemado para quedarse alla, your thoughts?

Hola buenas tardes, quiero apelar a la solidaridad de los mas avanzados o recibidos en la carrera para que me ayuden con consejos/experiencias personales respecto a buscar trabajo en estudios jurídicos. Estoy en un trabajo que nada tiene que ver con derecho, tengo la mitad de la carrera pero necesito meterme en la profesión siendo aún estudiante, saber como se aplica el derecho en el dia a dia llevar a la par ambas cosas y poder recibirme trabajando en lo posible (Sería lo ideal)
En este sentido tengo muy buena predisposición para aprender y trato muy bien con la gente, varias preguntas que me ayuden en este sentido:
Consejos para ir con cv en mano en estudios, sirve mas por redes?
Materias que debería pulir para que me tengan en cuenta.
Cursos relacionados que me ayuden a ser más idóneo.
Todo consejo es más que bienvenido y me aportan un montón!
Saludos gente

para hacerlo breve, nos conocimos a los 13 anos y por cosas del destino me termine mudando a estados unidos. estuvimos en una relacion a distancia como por 4 anos y al final terminamos. hace unos meses quise contactarme con ella pero me bloqueo de todos lados menos de la app snapchat. (tenia novio y me imagine que fue el novio que le dijo que me bloquera) yo se que me sigue amando por que me bloqueo de todos lados menos de ahi de snapchat. ademas, hace poco me termino hablando por insta y hablamos por unos dias pero le deje de hablar. la razon fue por que fue mas que obvio que me hablo por que iba terminando con su ex. me hablaba por insta pero no me sigui ni nada asi. (no queria que se diera cuenta el wei) total - le deje de hablar y lo hice nomas para mostrar que no me iba a tener cuando ella quisiera xDD queria jugar un poco con su mente xd. quise hablarle anoche y no me aparecia. tengo otras cuentas de inta para estalkear y tampoco me aparecio. me hizo pensar que bloqueo su instagram. (ella no estaba en una buena situacion cuando hablamos. tenia problemas en el trabajo, tenia que mudarse de con su ex por que el la engano etc y pues por eso pienso que algo malo paso con ella o no esta en un buen estado mental por el momento) tengo pensado hablarle por snapchat y preguntarle si todo bien. de excusa decirle que tenia pensado invitarla al palnorte pero que no la encontre en el insta xDDD quiero tener una excusa por que si le hablo asi equis pensara que me arrepenti y no quiero verme como un pendejo y subirle el ego. total - quiero hablarle es el amor de mi vida xd y yo se que me sigue amando. tenemos 24 los dos. deberia?
hay mucho mas contexto pero eso es mas o menos lo mas relevante. quiero leer sus opiniones. gracias :D

Tenemos unos malnacidos de vecinos del piso de arriba que encierran a su perra todo el dia en un balcon de como 1.5mx1m. Apenas la sacan a pasear y la pobre no tiene mas remedio que hacer sus cosas en el balcon. Nos cae toda la orina y las heces a nuestra casa, justo en la entrada y delante de la ventana de la habitacion (no se puede abrir de la peste).
Eso en principio va en contra de las ordenanzas municipales que dicen que un animal tiene que tener espacio suficiente, sombra (no tiene) y proteccion contra los elementos (no tiene). Y es una barbaridad. Pero ademas va en contra de la ordenanza que dice que no se pueden tener animales en condiciones insalubres para el vecindario.
Es de PPP y tampoco tienen ninguna señal avisando que tiene perra (como dice la normativa). Y la sacan a pasear (una vez a la semana si acaso) sin correa ni bozal.
He intentado hablar con ellos pero no me hacen ni caso. Y encima nos acusa de ser conflictivos! Tengo muchisimas fotos de la terraza sucia, la suya llena de heces y la perra al sol sin agua.
Llame a la policia una vez que estaba al sol en pleno verano sin sombra ni agua. Vinieron a verla y no hicieron nada. Otro vecino llamo y lo mismo. Otra vez los llamaron por lo del paseo sin correa y no hicieron nada.
Hay algo mas que pueda hacer? En invierno es menos problema pero ya ha empezado el sol y va ampezar a oler fatal. No podemos ni usar la entrada de la casa, ni abrir la ventana ni nada. Pero la policia local pasa de todo.
Alguien me puede ayudar?

Esto paso hace años (4) yo tenia 15 en ese entonces y apenas estaba empezando a fumar bareta, ya he estado internado por meses en contra de mi voluntad y sin embargo sigo prendiendolo antes de mormir, el caso es que un dia sali a trabarme como de costumbre y al regresar me encuentro de frente con mi viejo en la sala, y pues aja severo pisquero, el viejo agarro full rabia (como casi siempre), y pues me saco el tote no?, yo no me considero una persona agresiva, pero pues me saco un guayo mi viejo? digo yo que pa sobarme no era, asi que intente quitarselo porque aja yo se que eso mantiene es cargado de bala, y aja ps uno no quiere morir no? jajajajaa, el cucho siendo mas grande que yo en ese entonces, pues sono el guayo pal piso y yo me asuste feo ya yo creia que lo tenia pegado en el pecho, el viejo despues de eso me empezo a dar con la cacha de la pistola, me pego 6 en el craneo y me pateeo hasta sacarme al patio y una vez ahi me empezo a tirar agua fria y a seguirme pateando estando yo en el suelo ya todo ensangrentado. Cabe decir que despues de eso yo me fui a vivir con mi cucha y ella me interno a lo mal en un centro de rehabilitacion, yo sali y ahora vivo con mi abuela paterna, vivo a 2 casas de donde mi papa y a pesar que ese recuerdo me hace odiarlo bastantico pues sigo tratandolo y hablo con el normal. Pero ese y muchos otros actos me han hecho no verlo con el mismo amor con el que lo veia antes. No lo odio y aun me siento incapaz de atentar contra el de alguna manera, pero me pregunto porque?, estuvo mal haberle salido marihuano?, de verdad lo merecia?

Desde hace varios meses he estado sintiendo que el espia lo que hago en internet, de repente me da comentarios sobre cosas que he dicho o buscado en internet, al principio creia que era coincidencia, pero siento que es demasiada... hace unos meses comencé a usar reddit, jamás le he comentado a alguien sobre eso, y hasta donde sé, el no lo usa... hace unos dias en el sub de un videojuego comentaba mi opinion de algo que no me había gustado de ese videojuego (el cual mi hermano jamás quiso jugar), al día siguiente, platicando con mi hermano sacó al tema ese videojuego y empezó a decirme que lo que no le gustaba de ese juego era blablabla (exactamente lo mismo que yo había comentado en reddit, incluso con las mismas palabras), la neta me asuste mucho porque eso ya se me hizo demasiado...
Me ha dado comentarios de cosas por ejemplo sobre una amiga que yo veia en fb (el dice no usar fb), canciones y series que he buscado, incluso ha llegado a dar comenarios sobre cosas de porno...
El es ingeniero en sistemas, asi que no dudo que de alguna manera pueda espiarme, incluso hacer algun programa para que no lo detecte el antivirus... de qué manera puedo proteger mi computadora?

¿Ustedes piratean los jueguitos o son personas de bien y con valores que pagan todo? ¿Que te lleva a pagar por algo que es gratis?
Un poco de musica para ambientar y de paso alegrar este hermoso dia.

Se viene el 24 de Marzo! Por lo que es bueno recordar que 8961…
…es solamente el primer número que se logró recopilar con nombre y apellido para el informe de la CONADEP de 1984.
- Este listado se fue ampliando. En 1995 se agregaron 290 nombres. Para 2003, la lista oficial de la Secretaría de Derechos Humanos con nombres y apellidos era de 13.000.
- Ya en los 80, Amnistía internacional calculaba el número de desaparecidos en 15.000 personas.
- También un documento de la embajada de EE.UU de diciembre de 1978 dice que un alto oficial del gobierno informó al Nuncio Pio Langhi que se “habían visto forzados a “hacerse cargo” de 15.000 personas en su campaña antisubversiva”.
- Otro informe de inteligencia de la CIA de 1978 habla de 20 mil.
- Y otro informe de 1978 enviado a la CIA por el agente chileno Enrique Arancibia Clavel afirmaba que ya para ese entonces había 22.000 muertos, los cuales el gobierno argentino tenía listados. Es importante destacar que estas comunicaciones eran internas con el objetivo de informar y no tenían interés alguno en dar una cifra mayor a la real.
¿Cómo se llega al número de 30.000? Debido a que los datos concretos fueron destruidos o escondidos por el gobierno militar, se utiliza el número de 30.000 como un número simbólico, que se estima en base a:
- La cantidad de centros de detención (que hubo hasta 610 o 762 según diversas fuentes) y las estimaciones sobre el número de prisioneros en cada uno, ya que sólo contabilizando los grandes centros de detención y exterminio como la ESMA, Campo de Mayo, La Perla, el Circuito Camps, etc., ya se excede ampliamente el número original de la CONADEP. Téngase en cuenta que con que sólo hayan desaparecido 40 por cada centro ya se alcanza la cifra de 30.000, y que ha habido centros donde pasaron más de 4000 personas.
- La cantidad de habeas corpus presentados junto con la desproporción entre los casos reales de los que se saben y las denuncias presentadas. Explica Bonafini: "En La Plata, por ejemplo, sabíamos que habían desaparecido en un primer momento unas 2.500 personas y que sólo hubo 800 denuncias"
- Dichos de los propios militares; Videla hizo mención al número de 30.000, Ramón Camps dijo que bajo sus órdenes habían perecido 5000 subversivos en la provincia de Buenos Aires, los dichos de un militar relatados en la carta del escritor desaparecido Haroldo Conti donde se estimaba en 30000 la cifra de personas a eliminar.
El entonces Secretario de Derechos Humanos de la Nación, Eduardo Luis Duhalde, afirmaba en una carta de 2009: "la cifra de 30 000 no es ni arbitraria ni caprichosa, aunque es lamentable reducir la dimensión de la tragedia argentina a un problema contable" ya que "el carácter masivo, criminal y abyecto no se mide por un resultado aritmético, al menos para los que creemos que cuando se asesina un hombre se está asesinando a la humanidad".
¿Por qué es importante sostener este número? Como lo explica el escritor Martín Kohan:
"La discusión no es entre 8000 casos probados y 30.000 casos no probados. A mi criterio, lo que la cifra 30.000 expresa es que no hay pruebas porque el Estado no da la información respecto de lo que pasó. La represión fue clandestina y fue ilegal, no pasó por ningún sistema judicial, fue tan clandestina como los centros clandestinos de represión y de tortura. Y la cifra de 30.000 expresa que no sabemos exactamente cuántos fueron porque el Estado ilegal, que reprimió clandestinamente, no abre los archivos, no da la información de dónde están los desaparecidos ni la información de dónde están los nietos secuestrados."
"Entonces la cifra total de desaparecidos hay que postularla, no probarla en términos de una prueba de comprobación empírica. No hay comprobación empírica porque la represión fue clandestina. Situarte en 8000 casos es suprimir la dimensión clandestina e ilegal de la represión. Como si contáramos con toda la información. Es entrar en la lógica perversa de la dictadura que es '¿te enteraste de 8000?, ¿pudiste probar 8000?, entonces hay 8000'. No, pude probar 8000 y sabemos que hay miedo a denunciar, miedo a represalias".
"Se postula una cifra a partir de la estimación de los casos no denunciados, porque mucha gente no se anima a hacer la denuncia por miedo. Todavía hay razones para temer. Julio López fue desaparecido en plena democracia, con una democracia relativamente consolidada".
La desaparición y asesinato de personas por parte del terrorismo de Estado no fue un fenómeno aislado a la Argentina, sino que formaba parte de un plan más abarcativo, con el apoyo de los Estados Unidos en el contexto de la Guerra Fría; el Plan Cóndor. Además de colaborar en tareas de inteligencia, es sabido que la CIA participó directamente en atentados y golpes de Estado para generar un cambio de régimen. También es necesario destacar que por aquellos años existía lo que se llamaba “Escuela de las Américas”, donde Estados Unidos entrenó y capacitó respecto a técnicas de tortura y manipulación de medios de comunicación. Por ahí pasaron Videla, Galtieri, Viola y Massera.
Algunas preguntas frecuentes que vale la pena aclarar:
“Si son 30.000 que muestren las listas” Tanto los informes de inteligencia extranjeros desclasificados como los organismos de derechos humanos hablan de que existían listas con nombres y datos de las víctimas. Al no haberse encontrado se sospecha que fueron destruidas, aunque podrían estar escondidas, como ha sido el caso de los archivos de la policía de la Provincia de Buenos Aires. El pedido de que se entreguen estos datos no se le debe hacer a las víctimas sino a los victimarios, que son los que los tienen.
“¿Por qué si son 30.000 no salieron nunca esas familias a reclamar?” Hay muchos motivos. Es plausible que no se hayan hecho las denuncias porque siempre hubo miedo a represalias (véase Jorge Julio López) o a un nuevo levantamiento (véase ahora la cantidad de personas que desde las redes y algunos partidos políticos salen a defender la dictadura), así como también porque ha habido casos donde han secuestrado familias enteras o porque haya gente que no tenía alguien que fuera a reclamar por ellos. También hay casos de los que se sabe pero la denuncia no se hizo por cuestiones personales de cada familia.
“Los montoneros también mataron/era una guerra/dos demonios/contar la historia completa” Sí, los Montoneros y otras agrupaciones asesinaron muchas personas, incluidos inocentes. Sin embargo, no constituyó una guerra, ni son equiparables las acciones de uno y otro bando por varias razones; Por un lado, este fue el argumento de la dictadura para justificar su accionar, el famoso “algo habrán hecho”, sin embargo, queda evidenciado ya desde el informe de la CONADEP que las víctimas no necesariamente pertenecían a alguna agrupación extremista, sino que podían ser elegidas con total arbitrariedad, con ninguna evidencia en su contra o por el sólo hecho de pensar distinto a la ideología que querían imponer. Como bien explica Strassera en su alegato de cierre “Salvo que la conciencia moral de los argentinos haya descendido a niveles tribales, nadie puede admitir que el secuestro, la tortura o el asesinato constituyan "hechos políticos" o "contingencias del combate". Ahora que el pueblo argentino ha recuperado el gobierno y control de sus instituciones, yo asumo la responsabilidad de declarar en su nombre que el sadismo no es una ideología política ni una estrategia bélica, sino una perversión moral.” Además, también quedó demostrado que el secuestro, la tortura y el asesinato no fueron hechos aislados, sino parte de un plan a nivel nacional, en consonancia con lo desarrollado en otros países en lo que se conoció como el Plan Cóndor.
Por otro lado, los actos terroristas de los Montoneros no justifican ni un golpe de Estado, ni la instalación de un terrorismo de Estado para contrarrestarlo, sino que deberían haber sido detenidos y juzgados debidamente, como ocurrió en Italia frente a las Brigadas Rojas.
Por último, es imposible equiparar el terrorismo de los Montoneros con el terrorismo de Estado, por el simple hecho de que en el primero uno puede recurrir a la Ley, pero en el segundo no hay tercero al que apelar. Es el mejor ejemplo de la “encerrona trágica”, concepto del psicólogo Fernando Ulloa para definir aquellas situaciones de dos lugares, sin tercero de apelación, sin ley, donde la víctima, para dejar de sufrir o no morir, depende de alguien a quien rechaza totalmente y por quien es totalmente rechazado.
“Parte de los desaparecidos fueron durante el peronismo/Isabel mandó a matar a los zurdos/montoneros” Efectivamente la represión y desaparición de personas comenzó antes de que se haga el golpe de Estado. En 1975 se firmaron cuatro decretos conocidos como los “Decretos de Aniquilamiento”, uno por María Estela Martínez de Perón, y los otros 3 por Ítalo Luder como presidente del Senado, de los cuales el primero y el cuarto establecen la orden de “aniquilar el accionar de los elementos subversivos”. Las Fuerzas Armadas y los grupos policiales y parapoliciales, se valieron de los decretos para militarizar el país y utilizar medidas de terrorismo de Estado sin control judicial, contra las organizaciones guerrilleras y también contra activistas políticos, sindicales, estudiantiles, religiosos, comunitarios y de derechos humanos. Normalmente se utiliza este argumento para quitarle responsabilidad a la Junta militar por la represión o apoyar la teoría de los dos demonios, de que los muertos durante la dictadura fueron producto de una guerra o de darle un marco de constitucionalidad a las acciones de los militares. Sin embargo, la influencia de las facciones que buscaban un golpe de Estado ya se hacía sentir en 1975;
Por un lado, cabe destacar que Alberto Vignes y José López Rega, dos de los ministros firmantes del primer decreto de aniquilación, pertenecían junto a Massera a la misma organización masónica, Propaganda Due. Su líder Licio Gelli le escribió a Massera el 28 de Marzo de 1976 expresando “su sincera alegría por cómo todo se había desarrollado según los planes establecidos” y le deseaba “Un gobierno fuerte y firme en sus posiciones y en sus intenciones que sepa sofocar la insurrección de los rampantes movimientos de inspiración marxista”.
Y por otro, hay que decir que Ítalo Luder dependía a tal punto del poder militar, que la historiadora María Seoane dijo que «el verdadero gabinete de Luder pasó a ser el triunvirato militar de Videla, Massera y Fautario.”
También existe un testimonio que dice que el atentado de Montoneros del 5 de octubre de 1975 uno de los ataques de los grupos de izquierda fue “permitido” por los militares a pesar de que se tenía conocimiento de que iba a ocurrir para poder justificar un accionar más fuerte.
Mi intención no es defender al peronismo ni mucho menos. Es necesario decir que siempre existió un peronismo de derecha y se puede hablar del rol de la Triple A, así como también del contexto y las razones que motivaron la existencia de los grupos extremistas de izquierda. Seguramente alguien partidario podrá elaborar más sobre este tema, pero de todos modos, decir algo del tipo “Con Perón también desapareció gente” es como mínimo engañoso y con una clara intención política más que objetiva.
“La lista del agente chileno incluye muertos en enfrentamientos de ambos bandos” El agente chileno entregó una lista propia que incluye muertos en enfrentamientos, pero los 22.000 a los que hace referencia son de un listado de las fuerzas armadas, los cuales fueron ocultados o destruidos.
“Hay casos reportados como desaparecidos que no lo estaban o duplicados” Del informe original de la CONADEP, hay 544 personas que estaban exiliadas y 1009 casos que estaban duplicados. Sin embargo, como ya se explicó arriba el número de desaparecidos confirmados e identificados es mayor.
“El número de 30000 lo inventaron/inflaron para conseguir subsidios del extranjero/para dar subsidios/lavar plata” No, el número que se utiliza para dar subsidios a las familias es el de que para 2003 era de 13.000.
Hay 2 historias distintas que dicen que se inventó. Pablo Shoklender dice que Hebe de Bonafini le dijo que lo inventó ella. Luis Labraña (ex montonero) dice que lo inventó él. Respecto a cómo se llega al número de 30.000, leer más arriba.
“¿Ah, ahora lo que dicen los yankees les sirve?/¿Ahora los yankees son buenos? Referido a los informes de la CIA" Argumento raro y sin sentido, sin embargo algunos trolls lo usaron. De ninguna manera a la CIA y Estados Unidos le convino que se supiera lo del Plan Cóndor, ni su involucramiento en varios atentados y golpes de Estado en Asia, América Latina y África, simplemente fueron archivos que se desclasificaron y contenían dicha información. De ninguna forma les conviene decir que en una dictadura a la que apoyaron y brindaron ayuda se mató más gente de la que admiten los autores.
“¿Por qué viven del pasado?/Hay que dejarlo atrás/¿de qué sirve pensar en esto ahora?/tenemos otros problemas” Hay una frase muy conocida del filósofo Santayana que dice que el que no conoce su historia está condenada a repetirla. Lamentablemente hoy día hay muchas figuras públicas que se alinean a un discurso pro-dictadura/anti-izquierda y tratan de rebajar, reducir, atemperar o justificar las atrocidades que se cometieron en la dictadura, y mucha gente repite sin saber. Recomiendo no sólo leer de la historia argentina en el período de la última dictadura, sino desde fines del siglo XIX y el primer golpe de Estado, además de la historia de Latinoamérica y el mundo durante el siglo XX, desde el accionar de la CIA junto a la United Fruit Company en Centroamérica a principios de siglo, hasta la utilización de entidades como USAID en el siglo XXI, entender el contexto de la Guerra Fría y la necesidad de las oligarquías y grandes poderes de occidente de sostener un status quo que les garanticen el margen de ganancia y el control de ciertos recursos estratégicos.
Siempre hubo grupos de poder interesados en implementar medidas que los favoreciesen y los sostuviesen en la cima del poder sea por las buenas o por las malas, basta con revisar la nacionalización de la deuda privada que se hizo durante la última dictadura, o la complicidad de ciertos empresarios en actos de terrorismo de Estado. Es importante “no dejar esto atrás” para no hacerles el juego a esos tipos, para que no se laven las manos ni se hagan los boludos y el día de mañana puedan hacer lo mismo. Los Golpes de Estado en Latinoamérica no son cosas del pasado, sólo cambiaron las herramientas.
Por último, no se puede dar como cerrada una herida si los responsables no se hacen cargo de lo que hicieron, donde nunca tuvieron la mínima decencia humana de decirle a esas familias qué pasó con sus seres queridos o dónde están sus cuerpos. Hasta el día de hoy todavía se siguen identificando cuerpos de personas desaparecidas, como ocurrió con el Pozo de Vargas este mismo mes.
Espero que esto les sirva a aquellos que desde un lugar de desconocimiento o buena fe, repetían argumentos que otros les pusieron en la boca para defender sus intereses.
Les dejo algunas fuentes:
https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Detenidos_desaparecidos_por_el_terrorismo_de_Estado_en_Argentina
https://www.lanacion.com.apolitica/el-ejercito-admitio-22000-crimenes-nid791532/
https://infonews.com/desaparecidos/por-que-los-desaparecidos-son-30000-la-mejor-explicacion-n264103.html
https://www.clarin.com/ediciones-anteriores/duda-historica-sabe-desaparecidos_0_B1FG1JglCKl.html
https://www.nodal.am/2022/12/a-30-anos-del-hallazgo-de-los-archivos-del-plan-condor-es-la-historia-de-un-proceso-social-y-una-victima-obstinada-como-lide
https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plan_C%C3%B3ndor
https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Propaganda\_Due
https://www.repubblica.it/2009/02/sezioni/esteri/processo-massera/processo-massera/processo-massera.html
https://www.perfil.com/noticias/politica/cuantas-personas-desaparecieron-en-la-dictadura-la-duda-que-divide-a-los-argentinos.phtml
https://www.eldestapeweb.com/opinion/dia-de-la-memoria/24-m-de-donde-viene-el-numero-30-mil-desaparecidos--202232322590
https://www.laizquierdadiario.com/En-jujuy-Luis-Labrana-ex-montonero-avala-la-impunidad-y-pone-en-duda-la-cifra-de-desaparecidos
https://www.minutodecierre.com/nota/2017-2-1--nunca-mas-como-se-llego-a-la-cifra-de-30-000-desaparecidos
https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Decretos_de_aniquilamiento
https://www.telam.com.anotas/202110/572333-inteligencia-militar-montoneros-rim29-formosa.html
https://www.educ.arecursos/129090/alegato-final-del-fiscal-julio-cesar-strassera/download/inline/
https://www.pagina12.com.a1998/98-12/98-12-24/psico01.htm
https://museodeladeuda.econ.uba.ala-dictadura-del-76-y-la-deuda/
http://www.cuarto.com.avuelve-una-madre-los-hijos-de-una-saltena-desaparecida-por-la-dictadura-recuperan-sus-restos-y-los-traen-a-la-provincia/

Part 52
Glenda Wilmington, Kinda Digging This Whole Cop Gig
"If you hear anything else, give me a call," Glenda said, handing the woman a business card with her cellphone number on it. The woman accepted it and then squinted skeptically at it.
"Cooperation with an investigation is the sort of thing that parole boards like to hear about," Glenda said in response to the woman's look. That seemed to do the trick. The woman slipped the card into her ample cleavage and met Glenda's eyes.
"I will call. I have no loyalty to that man." Her sing-song Norwegian accent, as well as her tall, thick frame and bright, yellow-blonde hair contrasted with the environment; a run-down housing project in the heart of Compton. But housing for convicted felons on parole was limited, and she'd had few choices in this area. Glenda wondered idly why the woman hadn't elected to return to Norway, where they tended to be a bit more sympathetic to ex-cons. The woman, Duke's one-time head channeler, didn't seem prepared to answer any more questions, however.
Glenda nodded and stepped back. The woman took a step outside, careful to keep the foot with the ankle monitor inside the door and took a look around before withdrawing back into the house. Glenda turned and walked down the steps off the creaky wooden porch and back to the rental car, where Jack dozed lightly in the passenger seat, his cowboy hat pulled low over his eyes. She climbed behind the wheel, trying not to wake him, and started the engine.
He woke anyways. Jack had always been a very light sleeper. He turned his head slightly towards her, not adjusting the hat at all.
"Anything?" he asked. Glenda shook her head. "Nobody's heard from him. I think it's safe to say he's not looking to connect with any of his old associates, at this point."
"Ayup," Jack agreed. Glenda pulled away, heading north, towards the 105 that would take them back to the airport. They were done here. As she drove, she couldn't help but note the scowling, suspicious faces that turned to watch them. She took in the low, chain-link fences that separated yards, the equally low concrete block walls that surrounded paved driveways. The odd mix of Spanish colonial and more traditional American architecture was like a sign. It told her that she could find a bag of the white lady, a bag of weed, or a bag of something more exotic here. She could find a gang, beefing with another gang, and maybe convince one side to pay her to make someone on the other side vanish.
It was almost nostalgic.
They passed a tan-painted Spanish colonial house with a faux wrought-iron fence, and she knew right away that a dealer lived there. The child's play set in the front had never been touched by anything more careless than the wind and rain. The SUV in the driveway might have belonged to a small family, except for the large speakers she could see through the rear window. The tint on the windows of both car and home added to the effect. The kicker, though, was the white-haired, middle-aged man stepping out the front door to squint suspiciously around before heading back up the street in the direction of the channeler's home, where Glenda had spotted him walking this way just a few minutes ago.
Without bothering to ask anyone, she could say with confidence that whoever lived there sold mainly cocaine, but he also had cheap weed for those who couldn't afford the prices at the dispensary. He'd have rocks too, but he probably wouldn't sell them to you if you knew where he lived. He'd sell them on the weekends, manning a street corner, alongside a thug from whatever gang he ran with or paid tribute to.
Everyone knew they were cops, of course. Years of living in rural Canada had faded Glenda's tan and affected her fashion choices. Once, she'd have moved through an area like this in gym shorts, sneakers and a faded old t-shirt with the sleeves cut off. Showing off enough muscle to make the usual idiots think twice about harassing her, but not showing off so much skin than people might take her for a street worker with a schtick. Today, she drove in blue jeans, hiking boots and a flannel shirt. Next to her, Jack wore the same, complimented with a denim jacket. Only a couple of cops would dress like that in this neighborhood.
Though that wasn't strictly true -Jack's jurisdiction ended many hundreds of miles north of here- it might as well be. They were private investigators, working on behalf of the federal government, who was footing the bill for Dylan's recapture. Whether or not they were technically considered law enforcement officers depended entirely upon their needs and some paperwork. So far, they hadn't needed any LEO powers.
As she turned onto the 105 and marginally sped up in the dense traffic of the highway, Jack's phone rang. He begrudgingly lifted the brim of his hat up, squinting in the bright daylight at his screen. Apparently satisfied with what he saw there, he hit the accept button and pressed the phone to his ear.
"S'Jack," he said, then he listened for a bit.
"Ayup," he said. He glanced out the window, then covered the tiny mic at the bottom of the phone. "Get off the highway," he said to Glenda. She nodded and put on her turn signal, eyes searching for a chance to get over. A minivan in the next lane, slightly ahead of them, promptly slowed down to pace them.
"Awwright," he drawled into the phone. "We'll check it out. 'Preciate the heads up. Take care, now."
He pulled the phone away from his ear and tapped the screen again before slipping it back into his pocket jacket.
"That was intel. Said that a bank account belonging to one Dylan Boucher just got emptied by a wire transfer to one Derek Garcia. Just a hair over ten grand. Transfer woulda taken place about a week ago, intel didn't pick up on it until it cleared."
"Garcia, that's the one that calls himself the 'Planewalker', right?"
"Ayup," Jack said. Glenda finally got tired of trying to get behind the minivan and sped up to cut him off, instead. Jack could see that it was being driven by a heavily tattooed white kid with dredlocks. He honked and flipped them off, but she ignored him. She'd had her turn signal on, and tried to get behind him, but he had slowed down and sped up to block her.
Out of pure spite, she tapped the brakes a few times.
Jack bounced forward against his seatbelt as she did and gave her a dirty look. She smiled sweetly at him. "What? That's how you drive around here. You used to live in Atlanta, you've got to know this by now."
"We didn't generally make an effort to piss people off in Atlanta," he grumbled. Glenda turned onto the ramp to get off on Crenshaw, heading south.
Glenda scoffed. "Now you're just lying. I've been to Atlanta. Worst drivers in the bottom half of the country by far."
"You sure about that?" Jack said, eyeing the rear-view mirror. Glenda glanced up to see the minivan still behind them, the driver jabbing his finger at them and ranting.
"Huh," she said. "Maybe this fucker's about to prove me wrong."
"Well, we need to get gas anyways, if we're driving all the way down to San Clemente," Jack said. "Might as well pull over at the first station we see and get it over with."
Glenda chuckled, mostly at what the angry man behind her was about to experience and kept her eyes peeled for a gas station.
The minivan never wavered, staying behind her through multiple lane changes, all the way down to Artesia Boulevard, where she finally found a Shell station. She pulled in and pulled up to a pump.
"You wanna have a white knight moment, or is today an 'equality of the sexes' day?" Glenda asked as the minivan pulled in behind them and stopped, blocking the entrance.
"Sheeeit," Jack drawled. "I mean, I guess I'll handle him if ya want..." He unbuckled his seatbelt and opened his door as the irate young metalhead stomped towards them. He made sure to be outside the car by the time the kid got within angry dick-measuring distance.
"What the fuck is your bitch's problem, asshole?!" the young man demanded. Jack didn't answer, he simply strode forward, within striking distance. Normally, Jack liked to deliver a good, bone-chilling threat, followed up by taking a more reasonable tone as he continued to stare through whomever was causing problems and imagine himself blowing their head off as he de-escalated the situation. It was a tactic that had served him well, many times. But today, Jack was tired.
He'd been hunting Dylan down for weeks now, and only just got their first promising lead as this little shit had gone out of his way to stop them from changing lanes for no discernible reason. So Jack simply slugged the kid right in the nose. He caught him off guard and sent the kid sprawling onto his ass. Before he could gather himself back up, Jack kicked him in the chest with the sole of his boot and drew his large revolver. He crouched down, boot still pinning the kid to the ground, and held the gun casually where the kid could see it.
"You know what a turn signal means?" he asked calmly. The kid's eyes went wide as he spotted the gun.
"Y-y-yeah," he stammered.
"Good. Ya had a little lapse of judgement there. Ya might wanna see to that." Jack stood, holstering his gun and walked back over to open the gas cover and insert the company credit card into the pump. He picked the mid-grade and inserted the fuel handle, locking the valve open before he turned back.
The kid was still sitting there, wiping blood from his mouth where his nose was bleeding. "They oughta have napkins inside," Jack told him mildly. "They're usually by the hot dogs."
Jack filled the tank while the kid picked himself up and went inside. A cop arrived a few minutes later, stopping in the entrance that the kid was blocking and turning his lights on. The cop stepped out and walked around the minivan and into the gas station.
Jack waited for the tank to fill, then replaced the nozzle and climbed back in the car.
"You wanna stick around?" Glenda asked. "Shoot the shit with the locals, make sure the kid gets the short end?"
"Naw," Jack said. "Read about the LA cops. Not exactly whom I'd like to consider comrades-in-arms, if you catch my meaning."
Glenda shrugged and they pulled out right as the kid and the cop both emerged back into the parking lot. Glenda thought the cop look pissed and the kid looked dejected.
They got on the 405 and drove it down to California 73, then took that south to Interstate 5, which brought them to San Clemente an hour later. Glenda got off the highway and turned into a neighborhood full of upscale, tightly-packed Spanish colonial homes. Unlike Compton, most of the yards weren't fenced, and those that were tended towards white picket fences. The lawns were universally well-cared for and nobody looked twice at them as they drove through the neighborhood and up to the address highlighted on the GPS.
It was a small, modest-looking home with a distinctly 70's asthetic. It didn't match most of the tile-roofed, square walled homes around it, but it hardly stood out, either. A BMW sat in the driveway, framed by a pair of shaped topiary trees. It looked like something off the cover of some homemaking magazine, Glenda thought.
They parked on the street and climbed out.
"The air is crackling with magic," Glenda said. "He's in there, doing something right now."
Jack walked up and pounded on the door. Glenda held up a hand, fingers splayed. Jack would understand what she meant. The magic was currently at a five, and she'd let him know if it diminished, and by approximately how much.
She kept her hand still for a while as nobody answered the door. Five minutes passed before Jack turned to her.
"Okay, this is your gig, now," he said. He walked back to the car, opening the trunk to reveal the bound, squirming and sweating Caliope there. He yanked her gag down and fed her from a water bottle.
"Been a long drive, ain't it?" he asked, conversationally. Caliope sucked greedily at the bottle, managing to drink every drop that didn't get splashed into the trunk.
"Fuck you," she muttered weakly. Jack smiled. "Looks to me like you're the one what's fucked, darlin'. Guess you shouldn'ta gone and fucked with your sister's collar like that. I mean, if you'd played by the rules, we'd have overlooked the whole issue of you not actually being any help whatsoever, and taken your good faith efforts as enough to fill your end. But ya had to go behind our backs, causing trouble. So now you're stuck in a trunk until we get back to the airport."
"Fuck you," she gasped again.
"'Scuse me," Jack said, reaching past her for an armored vest. He pulled it out and tugged it over his head, getting the flaps velcroed in place and adjusting it. When he was done, he pulled Caliope's gag back up.
"Awright, girl, you jes sit tight while we check this out. Won't be but a little bit, then we'll be heading to the airport."
She tried to say something, but the gag turned it into a muffled wail. Jack smiled as he closed the trunk and returned to the front door. Glenda stood there, watching him, fully kitted up with her armor and a carbine in her hands.
"Ready," Jack said. Glenda turned and, without preamble, kicked the door open with a thunderous blow. She rushed inside, rifle up and leading the way, Jack hot on her heels. Neither made it very far, though.
The living room had been converted into a ritual chamber. The walls were festooned with runes and the twisting lines that connected them. The floor had a large, ornate circle in the middle, runes etched into it and twisting, spiral designs encasing the whole thing. But that wasn't what gave them pause.
In the middle of the circle hovered a shimmering mirage, through which Glenda could see a city. It looked like something out of a sci-fi film, all rounded corners and smooth, off-white concrete. The windows in the buildings were mirrored, or else none of them had lights on inside, because they all reflected a sunrise coming from behind the view.
"What the hell's that?" Jack asked. Glenda carefully felt the magic around the apparition. "I think it's a portal."
"Okay, so where does it go, do ya think?"
"I haven't got a clue. I don't recognize that city."
"Kinda looks like Mos Eisley, a hundred years after they found oil or something," Glenda said.
"Think that's what Dylan was paying for? A trip to wherever that is?"
"Looks like," Glenda mused. "We're gonna need to call this in."
"Ayup. Let's clear the house, first."
They did just that. They found a den set up in one of the bedrooms, an obviously-lived-in kitchen and a master bedroom used for its intended purposes. In the last bedroom, they found an arsenal and storage space. It was full of survival and camping gear, weapons and ammo.
"Missing rifle," Jack said, peering at a gun rack.
"Yup," Glenda agreed. She opened an ammo tin. It was only half full.
"Somebody geared up here," she said.
Jack sighed. "Let's call it in, then. We'll hand over our little helper when the backup gets here."
----
It took two hours to get a team there, mostly because the LA regional office was all the way up in Burbank. But they eventually arrived. Two security officers took Caliope off their hands, to bring her back to prison. They brought another collar, to replace the modified wet blanket spell Glenda had been holding since the riot. It hadn't seemed like a lot of effort to hold the spell in place, but as soon as she finally let it go, she felt a wave of relief.
"Julie sent some extras along," the leader of the relief force told Glenda once Caliope had been seen to. She'd already spotted the two middle-eastern men in different uniforms than the rest. She thought she recognized the older one.
"We'll take all the help we can get. Any of you boys willing to go jaunting across reality with us?" The man chuckled. "No, thanks. Besides, we've got orders to secure this building and wait for the feds. Gonna see if there's anything illegal here, so we can nab this Garcia fellow as soon as he gets back."
Glenda nodded, then looked at the two middle-eastern men. She jerked her head in a 'come here' gesture and they stepped forward.
"Glenda, right?" the older one asked, holding out a hand.
"Yup," she said as she took it. He shook firmly, then let go. "I am Aqib, and this is my assistant, Mateen. We've been running around, helping out where we can for months now. It seems it is your turn to accept our assistance."
"Either of you got any magic?" Glenda asked. Mateen hefted his rifle and then tapped his body armor. "All of our gear is enchanted. We have rings, as well," he held up a hand bedecked with silver bands. "They will help us heal from injuries and allow us to see in the dark and other such useful things."
"Good, good," she said, then stopped. Aqib. That name rang a bell. She squinted at the middle-aged man.
"You were at the Wyrm facility when we took it," she said. "About six years ago." He nodded.
"I was with your friend when she fell. She saved my life," he said. Glenda nodded. "I remember that. I'm glad you're still here, then. Glad you're with us. I, uh..." She stopped speaking before she got choked up and cleared her throat.
"Are you two ready?" she asked.
"We have our gear," Aqib said, nodding at a pair of large backpacks leaning against one of the DCM branded trucks. "Camping gear, food and water for three days. Spare ammo, tools. We were told you had much more supplies yourself."
"Yup. I've got fresh food, enough for a couple of weeks for the four of us. Plus a couple months worth of dehydrated foods, MRE's and other food that'll keep for a while. I've got water and other shit to drink, camping gear, etcetera, etcetera. As long as you guys brought your own tents, we're golden."
"That is good," Aqib said.
"Do you have battery packs?" Mateen asked.
"Battery packs?" Glenda responded.
"Yes, for phones and other electronics. To keep them charged. I have a solar recharger, but it takes a long time, and it isn't always convenient to set it up."
Glenda shook her head. "Nope. Never been much for carrying a bunch of electronics around. Besides, I doubt our phones will work, where we're going."
Aqib grinned at his companion. "No video games until we're done, Mateen," he said. Mateen rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah."
"Mateen is still a child at heart, even though he has children of his own," Aqib explained as he stepped forward to get a good look at the portal, still hovering in the middle of the room.
"As long as he can fight," Glenda said. Jack approached, finished with the field paperwork. He had a backpack slung over one shoulder, and a rifle slung over the other. He still wore his armor.
"He fights like a cornered dog," Aqib said mildly. At Glenda's quirked eyebrow, he clarified. "He is very fierce."
"Good," Glenda said. She turned to Jack and gave him a quick kiss. "We ready?"
"Ayup," Jack confirmed. "All the paperwork's done, we're good to go."
Glenda pushed past Mateen and Aqib as they moved to pick up their packs. "I'll take them," she said. Mateen frowned, but Aqib simply nodded and stood back. She grabbed both packs and sent them to hammerspace, accepting Jack's pack and giving it the same treatment. Mateen shook his head slowly, but Aqib seemed unimpressed.
"Okay, let's boogie," Glenda said and strode through the portal before she could work up any doubts.
----
"None of 'em rotted," Jack said. "They're all mummified. All the plants are dead, but none of them are rotted, either." He stood in what seemed like a small park, a few trees growing in clusters at the four corners, and an open field of dead grass in the middle. Bodies lay strewn about, adults and children alike. Many lay draped over the benches, or slumped in a pile in front of them. One cluster of small bodies had a large, rubber-ish ball laying next to them, as if they'd died in the middle of some sort of game.
Glenda eyed the surroundings. They hadn't encountered a single living being in the hours they'd been moving through this city. "What do you think happened here?" she asked.
"I'll be honest, I ain't got a fucking clue, darlin'," Jack said. They stood in silence for a bit, reflecting on what they'd seen and wondering about it. An entire city, dead. No signs of decay, except for rusted metal. Glenda had seen large piles of rust that she took to be cars, based on the plastic and ceramic components still in them, along with the bodies. An entire city, dead. And yet the bodies remained. They'd held up better than the metal, for sure.
Mateen came around a corner at a jog and made a beeline for them. "Aqib has found something, a fresh body. Recently killed."
"Lead the way," Glenda told him. They followed him back around the corner, two blocks down and then around another corner, where they found Aqib standing over a bloody, headless corpse, resting against a building under a sign written in a language Glenda didn't recognize.
"Sheeit," Jack said as they drew up. "That's certainly out of place. Wonder where his head got to."
"Over here," Mateen said. He gestured to what looked like a bus stop with a trash can next to it. There, fetched up against the trash can was a severed head. A sparse trail of blood led from the body to it. Glenda walked over and crouched down, peering at the head.
"I think this is Garcia," she said. She pulled the photo she had of the man from hammerspace, checking it against the head.
"I think you're right," Jack said, peering over her shoulder. "And the chopped off head. That sounds like something Dylan would do."
"I think we're on the right track then," Glenda said. "But how do we know what direction he went?"
She straightened up as they all looked around. Nothing stood out to them.
A moment later, a terrifying roar sounded from off in the distance. They all turned towards it, weapons rising.
"I do not like that, but I think we know what direction to check now," Aqib said.
"'Fraid I gotta agree with ya," Jack said.

2)
In addition to making a trip between 3 different "(star) systems" without FTL within at most a few months, and clearly having the ability to pick between all kinds of systems to choose to go to without FTL (even if limited by "somewhere around here", of course), as highlighted in this earlier thread:
https://old.reddit.com/MauLecomments/11hki5e/ot_discontinuity_thread_number_3_schroedingers/ ""OT discontinuity" thread number 3: Schroedinger's gigantic space distances"
, an additional aspect of this scene here:

"With the rest of the garbage... Then what?"
"Then we gotta find a safe port somewhere around here... Any ideas?"
"No, where are we?"
"The Anoat system."
"Anoat system, there's not much there..."
"No...
Oh, wait - this is interesting... Lando!"
"Lando system?"
"Lando's not a system, he's a man; Lando Calrissian. Card player, gambler - scoundrel, you'd like him."
"Thanks..."
"Bespin, it's pretty far, but I think we can make it..."
"... A mining colony?"
"Yeah, a tibanna gas mine. Lando conned somebody out of it... We go back a long way, Lando and me."

is that this is the 1st time traveling to Lando ever occurs to Han - does he just pop into existence (with a fully (or partially) formed past) in that very moment?
They're looking for a place "somewhere around here", a place they could reach without hyperspace within a reasonable amount of time or something (or perhaps without losing their fuel) - and the place they've found themselves at here, the "Anoat system", also isn't that far away from Hoth;
so if all it took Han to learn / be reminded of the fact that Lando is residing "nearby", was to spend like 10 seconds looking at his blue display screen, why hadn't they looked around who was residing near their new rebel base all this time - and learned that Lando was among them?
This would've certainly been some kind of potential fact of interest, given the Rebels' as well as Han's unstable position and possible need for refuge or assistance or who knows what, if particular situations were to arise.
And that's provided Han did learn new things from that screen, as opposed to just being reminded of what he already "knew" - in which case his years-long obliviousness would be even less explicable, since now all he would've had to do was just think of Lando, without even having to go through space charts for 20 seconds.
That's whom he got his current spaceship from... something one would think ought to have been closer to the surface of his mind this whole time.
(And it's really quite impossible to tell from the scene which parts of what he tells Leia about are his own additional knowledge, or new information he's seeing on the screen - which may or may not be reminding him of further knowledge that he already has - but Leia is struggling to catch for some unclear reason.
Is the text on the screen encrypted / in a different language/alphabet?
Or is it no text and just graphics/maps/images that Han for some reason gets more information out of than Leia is able to?
She manages to see that it's a "mining colony" - but he clarifies that it's a "tibanna gas mine"; is that also explained on the screen but only comprehensible for him, or is he already familiar with this mine? Or this "type" of mine?
He says "this is interesting" as if he did just see something that was news to him - but what could that be? The fact that Lando happens to be nearby running this mine that he's already familiar with somehow?
Or did he see something that made him indirectly recognize that Lando's involved? But how would that work?
It's rather clear that there are no words on this screen that Leia can read, because:

Han: "Then we gotta find a safe port somewhere around here... [blue light...] Any ideas?"
Leia: "No, where are we?"
Han: "The Anoat system." [.../blue light]
Leia: "Anoat system, there's not much there..." [blue light...]
Han: "No..." [.../blue light]

Somehow they have no idea which system they're in (just how many star systems did they cross on their way from Hoth to the asteroid field to now?), and need the information from that blue viewing screen to learn that they're in the "Anoat system";
and Leia is apparently unable to read this information from the screen despite looking at it intently, since she asks "where are we" while it's beaming blue light into their faces - however Han can read it and learns that it's the Anoat system. (Which she then turns out to already have been familiar with, enough to know "there's not much there.)
All in all it's not entirely clear why Leia is lagging behind him in reading that screen - while Han is seemingly getting some kind of unclear combination of new information, things he recognizes, and/or things he's being reminded of.)
Although more precisely, he doesn't mention he got the ship from him either (only saying "they go way back"), that's only "revealed" in their subsequent meeting when Han tells him the ship is damaged - so does THAT piece of history also pop into existence at that very moment?
Just like Lando hadn't existed before Han opened that particular slide on his blue viewing screen?
Can an old friend with a history + a gas mine pop into existence in the middle of a scene, the way a man can pop into existence inside a casino's prison cell?

"We go back a long way, Lando and me."
"D-d-don't let the wrapper fool you, friend... Me and the First Order codage... - go way back. And-t-t-t-the.... ..If the price is right... - I can break you into old man Snoke's boudoire."

And there are two additional questions arising from this pivotal scene:
2a)
Aside from the question what would happen to the Falcon if their Stardestroyer had gone into hyperspace with them on the hull (without warning, and without having dumped the garbage first in accordance with their protocol, giving them the opportunity to detach unnoticed) - what makes Han think the Stardestroyers are gonna go into lightspeed?
And why are they going into lightspeed?

"Lord Vader - our ships have completed their scan of the area and found nothing. If the Millennium Falcon went into lightspeed, it'll be on the other side of the galaxy by now."
"Alert all commands. Calculate every possible destination along their last known trajectory."
"Yes, my Lord. We'll find them." "Don't fail me again - Admiral."
"Alert all commands. Deploy the fleet."

Does "deploy the fleet" mean go into hyperspace, and why would the do that? Either the Falcon had jumped into hyperspace and could now literally be anywhere, or it didn't and is still somewhere around here.
And Vader said to calculate their trajectories.
So why are they jumping into lightspeed, where are they going?

"The fleet's beginning to break up.

Does that necessarily mean they're gonna go into hyperspace? As opposed to splitting to go search for the Falcon in the surrounding area?

"Well, if they follow standard Imperial procedure, they'll dump their garbage before they go to lightspeed, and then we'll just float away."

Well, if it was just a guess and then it turned out they weren't jumping to lightspeed, at least nothing bad would've happened - however Han seems really sure that it'll happen, and then it does. How and why again?
2b)

"Transfer circuits aren't working."

Has anyone confirmed that this means they now definitely can't fix their hyperdrive on their own, and need external help now?
They noticed that while in the middle of a desperate situation:

"One more direct hit on the back quarter and we're done for."

, but no one said they had no options left if they got out of that hairy situation and could calmly take a look at those transfer circuits?
So now that they've found themselves in this lucky situation with all the Imperial ships having zipped away from the area (for reasons about as inexplicable as the Falcon's success at hiding from them on the hull of the Stardestroyer and no one managing to think of it aside from Boba Fett) - why have they seemingly completely abandoned that line, instead of resuming their work as they're floating among the garbage, or after flying away from it?
If they succeeded, they wouldn't have to rely on "finding a safe port", or Lando fixing it, or any of that, and could head directly to the rebel base....
So why even look through all those charts of space ports when their Plan A should've been

"Well, if they follow standard Imperial procedure, they'll dump their garbage before they go to lightspeed, and then we'll just float away."
"With the rest of the garbage... Then what?"
"Then we gotta find a safe port somewhere around here...

to float away and then start working on their hyperdrive; and then maybe contemplate other options if that completely failed and turned out to be hopeless?
3)
So the Emperor is a "plain man" in Ep4, but is then Vader's Force Master in Ep5 - not much more needs to be said here?
Alongside with this drastic retcon, there's also a general subgenre shift that takes place between ANH and ESB:
in the first, the Empire is primarily a "space fascist" government, militaristic technocracts that have one high-ranking sorcerer-knight among their ranks - he's the last remnant of the magician order that they wiped out in order to get into power;
however in the second, the Empire is Space Mordor led by a Dark Lord and his right-hand Dark Lord Knight, the latter of whom operates from a demonic-looking fortress ship with red lights - and all the admirals and officers are no longer individuals with their own ambitions, agendas and views, but rather glorified minions doing their masters' bidding on the pain of death.
The Ep7-9 trilogy is seen playing around with the juxtaposition between these 2 paradigms, when Kylo takes over as Supreme Leader and now starts pushing all those previously confident and autonomous fascist higher-ups with their own views and voices around and forcing them to follow along.
4-5 don't show such a "development" however - even if one can be assumed to have taken place off-screen.
(Just as it's possible to suggest that the Emperor has revealed himself as a Dark Lord at some point between 4 and 6, after having kept it secret initially - and that this is therefore not a real retcon.
However that's just an interpretation that relies on an huge assumption.)
So then when the ST presents another "subgenre shift" by having lightsabers act more like Excalibur, or the Sith having a forbidden Black Speech language (or having Rey instantly instinctively download new Force powers like the Matrix or Marvel mutants), then yes, that's what's going on here - however it's also true that the OT has pulled this sort of thing before, reinventing its genre and continuity in the very 1st sequel.
4a)

"To protect you both from the Emperor, you were hidden from your father when you were born. The Emperor knew, as I did - if Anakin were to have any offspring, they would be a threat to him.
That is the reason why your sister remains safely anonymous."

Aside from the most obvious question of "why then NOT have Luke also anonymous and instead have him live with his real family, under all their real names, with "Ben" living right next to them also under his real surname" - which of course would've already been the way to go even in ANH's "Luke's father was killed by Vader" continuity - the slightly less obvious question arising from this piece of information is:
If Luke was "hidden" "after he was born", does that mean he was initially born way elsewhere, and then given (as in ""hidden"") to Owen and Beru?
In which case the obvious next question is (which still applies to the RotS ending, even with all its altered continuity issues), why not hide him with Obi-Wan instead - so he can raise him into a Jedi hero from the get go, all in secret and properly anonymous and far away from his family's known home at that?
In addition to properly taking care of the world's "only hope (or one of 2, anyway)", it would've also freed up Obi-Wan to do all kinds of useful things throughout the galaxy, trying to influence things in a positive direction, and available as an asset to the nascent and eventually fully emerged Rebellion;
this way however, he's now stuck on Tatooine, seemingly completely inactive in all of this until Leia's message, because he now has to guard Luke all the time whom his family is emphatically keeping close to home and away from the cause?
Before this line, and within ANH, it seemed like Luke had simply been already born into his family, and Obi-Wan simply didn't want to forcibly take him away from them or even go against Owen's wishes to keep him away from his father's light saber, all the relevant truths, and so on (plus, hey, maybe that was even literally impossible cause it would've "led to the Dark Side" or something - like Gandalf forcibly taking the Ring to do good, or something) - so he had no choice but to stay on Tatooine and prevent himself from being a great asset to the emerging Rebellion.
But now it turns out they apparently voluntarily gave Luke to his family, leading to this outcome? Well, maybe Owen started out with a different attitude but then soured on the idea of exposing Luke to the truth - although he had already been against his brothecousin leaving and getting involved, so wouldn't really much seem that way.
(Of course, the "in order to watch over Luke" reason for Obi-Wan living there as a hermit wasn't ever explicitly stated in 4 or 5-6 - it could be very reasonably concluded to have been the reason, but it still wasn't stated; and certainly didn't have to be the only reason for this choice.
What could some of the other reasons have been? Intending to hide as much as possible from the Empire, lest some kind of "not absolutely crucial and most desperate hour" involvement with the Rebellion compromised him and endangered his potential role in some, well, absolutely-crucial-and-most-desperate-hour task down the line - i.e. like the Death Star destruction? As well as his role as Luke's protector?
Not absurd, except a lot of his behavior in ANH of course isn't consistent with that mindset - from the "real surname" thing, to not thinking about the Empire searching for these droids until seeing the destroyed Sandcrawler, to displaying his lightsaber in a bar with Stormtroopers looking for them outside on the streets;
however those behaviors "inconsistent with the imperative to lead a hidden life" don't automatically disprove the presence of such an imperative outside of these inexplicable deviations.
Some yet entirely different reason for living as a quiet hermit and having cut himself off from the cause? Even having forgotten details from his past active life, like "having owned R2", or seemingly not having even thought about his real name for a long time, in addition to not having heard it?
And of course a related question is why no one had contact him until this moment - was he only known as a potential asset to Leia and her father, and really no one else? Or they knew not to contact him unless absolutely necessary?

"I'm getting too old for this sort of thing..."

Well there certainly was a period where he wasn't too old and would've been of much more help than baby Luke, right? So why was LUKE the "only hope" and not Obi-Wan while he was alive and not too old?
Loads of unresolved questions here.
4b)
So albeit "safely anonymous", Leia was then given to an adoptive father (let's call him "Organa Sr.") whom "Obi-Wan had served during the Clone Wars";
a possibly prominent figure from the Clone Wars, that shouldn't have been unknown to the Empire or Vader (who now is the Skywalker Sr. who fought in the same (Clone) wars as Organa Sr. and Obi-Wan), and someone who'd go on to become an active Rebel (and possibly had been a proto-Rebel from the get go, analogously to Bail) - and Leia then also joins, either raised to do so from the start, or autonomously perhaps even despite her "father's" efforts, who knows.
So was this whole outcome in accordance with the original intention to "protect the children from Vader and the Emperor" (while also having them as the "only hope" to topple them)? Like, Leia remains anonymous, but as a prominent figure of the Rebellion, not "safe from Vader" in any way - except from getting pulled into the Dark Side that is - and in fact almost gets executed.
How much worse would it have been to start training her in the Force, if she was already a prominent Rebel with a huge target on her back?
Or would Organa Sr. also have been against this somehow? No indications for that.
Or was this outcome not in accordance with their intentions, and Leia was supposed to keep a low profile before quietly being recruited into the Only-Hope apprenticeship?
Did Obi-Wan only find out about all this now, having had no clue what's going with that other sibling? Or was he fully aware and up to date (despite having such a buried recollection of his name and active life)?
Questions here as well.
HOWEVER - this is firmly "well duh, of course the Leia=sister reveal was invented on the fly and makes no sense if you go back to 4 - RotJ has big issues after all" territory now, so there's less of a need to keep covering this "a lot more obvious" ground here now;
and I've been told that EFAP are in fact "RotJ skeptics" to at least some extent - so until I know more about that extent, going through more points (and there are quite a few) and potentially getting increasingly redundant might be a bit pointless.
However one further thing probably worth highlighting here, given its high relevance to the ST:
4b.1)
Has anyone noticed how there's essentially 3 different Leias in RotJ?
It's kinda of very similar to Padme/Amidala, who switches between several personas/personalities/attitudes depending on dress/appearance or the chapter in the story - though not quite as extreme, one might think.
There's the almost Blues Brothers like version that shows up to free Han (not quite counting the "bounty hunter role" and "slave" phases of that chapter), there's the "normal" friendly-but-sarcastic-and-assertive Rebel General version, and then there's the emphatically diminutive and vulnerable "Ewok princess" one - before she changes back to the "General" personality in the final act following this scene here:

"If I don't make it back, you're the only hope for the Alliance."
"Don't talk that way - you have a power I don't understand... and could never have."
"You're wrong, Leia - you have that power, too. In time, you'll learn to use it as I have. The Force is strong in my family. My father has it. I have it. And... my sister has it."

So the obvious question here is, is it "RotJ Leia" who's suddenly never had any hint of Force powers and sensed Luke hanging on below Cloud City, or is it just this particular version of her within RotJ?

"Yes. It's you, Leia."
"I know. Somehow... I've always known."

This sounds like a semi-psychic intuition of some sort, or at least it makes one think of psychic abilities since she's supposed to have dormant talent in that area - however since it's described as having been a subconscious kind of thing that she's only realized now, it doesn't really contradict the "I could never have these powers, since I'm definitely not related to your wizard bloodline" from seconds ago.
However this "somehow known that Luke is her brother" is clearly not taking place in the same continuity as "somehow known that Luke is in trouble under Cloud City", just to highlight this point an additional time.
So in TFA, Leia appears to be a "regular" person, knowing much about the Force just like Han but showing no signs of having access to it herself, or seen talking about it in any way distinct from how Han talks about it - except the moment where she senses a disturbance when Han is killed.
Then in TLJ, there are no psychic moments before or after, except the part where she shows powers while frozen in space and floats inside a ship, while an emphatic version of her leitmotif is played - almost as if the movie suddenly remembers how this side of her character has been neglected too much and at least 1 epic moment like this was needed;
at the very end, she and Rey talk about they've sensed Luke's death.
And finally in TroS (but using archive footage, originally intended for the earlier movies I think?) Leia turns out to be a full Jedi Master now training super-Rey, and is also shown in a lightsaber flashback with Luke;
in the movies the way they were released, where was all of that in TFA, or even TLJ? Leia seemed to be slightly psychic there, someone who's never really worked on or developed these sklls after all, but shows being tuned into it at the very least in the most dramatic moments - but who could've guessed she was a full ultra-Master who could've been giving lessons and instructions that whole time, incl. when interacting with Rey?
Lots of off-screen development between these 2 happened at some unspecified point.
However... it'd be prudent to remember that this confusion and cognitive dissonance about just how magical Leia was supposed to be after showing emerging powers in Ep5, started right then and there in 1983, and the Sequels merely inherited this already schizophrenic and contradictory legacy and naturally only continued the confusion, forgetfulness and cognitive dissonance instead of successfully "fixing" it in some way.
(One could say the same also applies to most every other aspect of 7-9 and 4-6, in fact.)
And fittingly enough, the film with the least cohesive seeming vision, TLJ that is, is the one that pulls the bizarre "oh f, we need Leia to be magical, completely forgot that!" moment - while the other 2 movies with the much more coherent tone and approaches are the ones that at least committed to 1 interpretation/version of her character each, respectively, in mostly convincing ways:
TFA to the "almost non-psychic" one, and TRoS to the "full-on Jedi Master" - amounting to a splintered narrative, just like RotJ was, and the 1st 2 films as well (even if not necessarily with Leia's character in particular - although even then, it's clear that ESB decided to leave the whole "princess trope" emphasized so much in the 1st movie behind, in all but name - somewhat justified in-universe by them having been chased off Yavin where they had some kinda old culture and huge throne rooms going on; then again them having been chased out into a cold outpost goes against ANH's sequel set-up, see 1st thread).