i hope that, wherever my hair ties go, they’re happy. that’s all that matters
|real hacker:||So you say you're gonna break into our local nuclear power plant? I really don't think that's possible|
|movie hacker:||*types a few keystrokes* I'm in|
|real hacker:||But the power plant's computers aren't even connected to the internet|
|movie hacker:||I said I'm in. Now I'll cause a meltdown *types a few keystrokes* Done|
|real hacker:||What do you mean done? There have to be many redundant safeguards in place to stop a meltdown. In any case, a meltdown would take time.|
|movie hacker:||Want me to break into the CIA next?|
|real hacker:||I don't even think you should attempt to...|
|movie hacker:||*types a few keystrokes* Too late. I'm in|
At some point you just have to let go of what you thought should happen and live in what is happening.
Doesn’t that look beautiful?
Like something you’d find on one of those soft/nature blogs?
Well you are in for a surprise
The Bolton Strid in England is one of the most innocent looking streams.
Though it looks like you could just hop across the rocks, but if you miss you will die for sure. It packs very rapid currents just a couple of feet below its surface. No one really knows how deep it really is. Nobody who has ever fallen into the Strid has survived. It has a 100% fatality rate.
It’s always the things I google expecting to be false that wind up being horribly true.
I forgot to add but here is a SOURCE
"It’s relatively common for people to assume they can jump the creek, walk across its stones or even wade through it (again, just looking at it, the Strid really seems to be only knee-deep in places, and certainly not the instant, precipitous drop into a watery grave that it is). Most of the time, they never even find the body. Which means there are just dozens of corpses down there, pinned to the walls of the underground chasms, waiting for you to join them…"