In 2018, prior to the General Data Protection Regulation (GDPR) act becoming European law, my cong secretary had us all sign a consent form. I wish I had made a copy, but I was PIMI back then and thought nothing of it.
From what I gather, without that consent, the cong and by extension, the org, would not be able to keep publisher records or any personal records in their secret, lock and key congregation filing cabinet.
GDPR - Chapter 2 - Art. 7 sates:
The data subject shall have the right to withdraw his or her consent at any time. The withdrawal of consent shall not affect the lawfulness of processing based on consent before its withdrawal. Prior to giving consent, the data subject shall be informed thereof. It shall be as easy to withdraw as to give consent.
If I figure out how to formally withdraw my consent, could I prevent the Elders from disfellowshipping me?
Legally, they wouldn't be able to keep any records of a JC or Disfellowshipping forms, neither within the cong nor at the branch.
Have any European POMOs tried using the GDPR in this way?
Basically i'm looking for an armor expert to tell me if the armors are European based and if Elder Scrolls armor has some made up elements unique to it.
Note: I'm not talking about the style of the armors i'm aware of stuff like Redguard armor that looks Middle Eastern and other examples. I'm specifically asking about stuff like helmet shape, armor elements, pauldrons etc.
I know this is a broad question. I've been thinking about how geographically widespread cultures hold elders and their wisdom in particularly high esteem, and yet that seems to have not developed in European cultures. So I suppose my question is multi-faceted: Do such cultures exist and I just haven't learned about them? Were some European cultures formerly this way but have drifted away from it? If so, why?
I don't believe that one societal structure is better than another, I mainly think it's interesting that they developed differently.
● In Albanian, Dru means Wood, and I believe the word Druid is about witches that live in the woods? I am from a territory of the Albanian Highlands called <<Kelmen>>. (Standart Albanian: Kelmend) Perhaps it has to do with Celtmania? Considering that the celts went as far down here.
Chances are very slim but I find it entartaining either ways.
Well, the people of the northern Highlands have these pagan myths and traditions which I believe still go on as elder words from our grandparents because of the isolation these mountains have provided us and the folklore, even as far as letting the Albanian Highlanders keep their Christianity after many of the people were converted by the Ottomans. Either ways, neither Christianity nor Islam go strong today and neither did they centuries ago, other than the politics of divide and conquer they provided.
● Among many pagan folkloric tales, i have found these similarities with several Pagan mythologies of Europe for example:
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When you hear a voice out of nowhere, calling your name, it means that "Oret e Malit" (what we call Fairies) are calling you and they might end you if you answer them and I have to say this has happened to me 3-4 times in my life.
An irish guy told me they have the same thing with these female entities called <<Banshees>> and told me about how an Irish miner, cousin of his I believe it was, answered these voices and then died on the mines when a crane fell upon his head.
(We also, have these smaller fairies called Zana which just 1 minute before writing this, saw that Europeans have something similar, called Xana.)
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● Here snakes are very symbolic to life and death and I believe that in many pagan European mythologies, snakes are a very important figure of life and death aswell. ( including fertility which I cant relate to any stories)
We say that if a snake that comes out of your house is spotted, it must not be killed or interrupted, but that it must be let out to pass in peace, for it is the token of ones house. (In traditional stone houses here, snakes often reside to living on the wooden rooftoops which are full of crevices to enter into)
A young man, cousin of my grandmothers (perhaps 100 years ago when the albanian highlands were still 2 centuries behind) had went out to the mountains. In some woods he found a snake slithering in his own path, a snake which was ve
... keep reading on reddit ➡Don't really have it in me to write another, but here's a repost from a few days ago:
Hey there,
I made a similar post about a week and a half ago, and since then, I've been playing ESO on and off alone. I'd be happy to start a new character should anyone want to get stuck in and level-up together. I'm only level 17 so far, so I don't mind. Though it narrows who might reply, I'm only really looking for someone who's new to (or inexperienced with) the game, as I'd rather not rush through things, thereby missing the enjoyment of the quests, reading the odd bit of in-game lore, and generally exploring.
I've always disliked how in MMORPGs, dungeons present an uninspiring challenge when already figured out, and guilds tell you to just go read up on the strategy. I like the wonder of uncovering mysteries, and so I've installed a few addons, such as one that obscures the world map so that you must reveal it as you go. The others are mainly cosmetic- or roleplay-related (something that'd be cool to get into in some capacity). Other things I've customised is turning off waypoints on the compass to avoid the just-following-a-marker thing I find myself slipping into. I want to be more engaged than that. I'm not against using online resources to solve some aspects of the game, but for the most part, I'd like to remain immersed in the world.
If any of that sounds like something you'd enjoy, send me a message (:
P.S. If you haven't bought the game yet but have been wanting to, I can point you to a webshop (one that I was admittedly a bit sceptical to use) where you can buy the game (and upcoming expansion) relatively cheaply. Saved me quite a bit. Also, it's totally fine if we don't get along too well, we can go our separate ways if that's the case. So, no pressure, but it'd great to find a new friend.
My sister just got back from a European/Baltic cruise and mentioned how Elder Oaks was on the same cruise. Apparently the guys loves polo shirts and baseball caps. No word on if Sheri Dew was there as well. Hopefully he had a great month long July vacation paid for by the tithing of poor Mormons in Peru.
"...So if you take the limit of x to a in (f(x)-f(a))/(x-a), you get the derivative of the function. The derivative can be used to calculate the slope of the line tangent to the original equation at f(a). Now, a shortcut you can use to find the derivative is..." The gargantuan, tentacled beast in comically tiny spectacles scrawled introductory calculus all over the chalkboard as the cultists scratched their heads. It was every bit as terrifying as the books described.
Pavin, the lead cultist, raised his hand. "Yes, Pavin?" The Horror asked.
"Pardon my interruption, great Old One, but you've just been teaching math for a week. Like, you started with algebra and now you're doing introductory Calculus. Where is the forbidden knowledge that drove man to madness?" He'd stopped taking notes after the first day and just sat there, drumming his fingers on his desk. But his patience was wearing thin.
The Horror chuckled out of its many mouths. "Oh, dear. It wasn't the knowledge that drove them to madness at all. I taught them the same things, but they just couldn't handle the stress from my class. You've adapted well in the last thousand years. Yes, Matt?" It called on another cultist as he raised his hand.
"Are we allowed to use the shortcut on the test, or do we have to show our work?" Matt shifted uncomfortably as Pavin gave him a death stare from behind his sacrificial-altar-turned-desk.
"I'm afraid you'll have to show your work. But thank you for the segue into our next topic. The test will be in a week, and no calculators will be allowed." The cultists shared a collective groan. "Class dismissed!"
"Wait!" Trent brought a few sheets of binder paper to the horror. "You forgot to collect homework, Great Old One!"
He felt the collective glare of the entire cult as the Horror chuckled. "Ah yes, silly me. I guess they call me 'Old One' for a reason! Alright, pass in your homework. As a reminder, I don't curve, but I'm dropping your lowest test. You need a C+ or higher not to get eaten, so study hard!"
