Italiano #01 Non sai, quale bus lei prende. Ha bisogno approsimativamente di quattro o cinque ore. Guida ogni giorno con la machina / Si muove ogni giorno con la macchina. Ho bisogno approssimativamente di quarantacinque minuti in autobus. Ringrazio in anticipo per l'aiuto :-)

Deutsch #01 Ich brauche ungefähr vier bis fünf Stunden. Sie braucht ungefähr fünfundvierzig Minuten mit dem Bus. Ich fahre jeden Tag mit dem Auto . Du weißt nicht, welchen Bus sie nimmt. Vielen Dank im Voraus für Ihre Hilfe :-)

Scamming the scammers Like a lot of people, I used to wonder how, in 2019, could anyone still potentially fall prey to Internet scams. I thought I was far above being tricked on the Internet until an Instagrammer called Walter randomly came into contact with me. Neither did I approved nor accepted the request when he hit the follow button, but everything comes to those who wait and scammers are extremely patient. A few weeks later, I was bored and as the request was still pending, I eventually asked Walter if we knew each other. I am on no dating websites, I am not interested in making companionship attempts online, I knew Walter was a fraud and yet I got all caught up in the story. How did I end up messaging back and forth a person - who I never met in real life - on a daily basis when I should be studying for my English class? Addiction is the one word that defines every successful scammer’s master plan. I will first take a closer look at the relationships victims can build with their scammers based on my personal experience. I will then focus on the psychological damages of the victims. With the rise of the Internet, it is becoming urgent to establish a worldwide framework that is reliable.

Offline 05 “May I suggest that we find an alternative and acceptable solution to my phone problem Wall-e? And make me a cup of coffee, will you? A strong espresso.” He was the guest resident after all. “Your vitals are good this morning, coffee is allowed and will be ready in a minute”, Buddy 111 said, connecting to the kitchen coffee machine via Bluetooth and launching the brew preparation. “My mission is to provide assistance Pasquale. If you would allow me to scan your phone, I would be able to fix it.” Did he have a lot to hide anyway? This robot probably already knew every single detail about him and he really wanted to speak with his family. Not to mention that he wanted to hear all about this robot protest that was making the headlines on all the websites. On what grounds exactly could the self-proclaimed silver vest robots, named after the famous yellow vest protest that happened in France thirty years earlier, think they could claim a constitutional guarantee of robots rights? “ Well, if it helps you feel useful, then I allow you to scan my phone, but on the condition that you erase all the information from your data bank after that.“ “You don’t have to mention that: here at Galactica resident home, we value your privacy. But… Wait… Pasquale I can’t log into your device. Why is airplane mode switched on? Did you want to save your battery life, or did you want some quiet time? You have no flight scheduled today.” That was explaining a couple of things. “To protect my privacy of course Gerty!” Pasquale got the phone back and switched the plane mode off. So, at the end of the day, that flight mode was not remotely controlling the drone he had received from his son Emmanuel that morning. “What were you saying about my metallic silhouette training KITT? If you would excuse me, I have a few phone calls to make.”

Offline 04 “You know Ironman, even if the idea of the two of us on a metallic silhouette shouting field is really heart-warming, my first priority at that very moment today is precisely to contact Quentin by phone. I have not yet had the opportunity to personally thank him”. Pasquale was craving for calls with his family. “What is the concern with your phone? I would be happy to give you a hand.” “Well for that, it would yet be necessary to have at least one, but thanks for your support! If I knew what the difficulty is, I wouldn’t have a problem, don’t you think R2D2?” He glanced at his robot and he thought briefly an embarrassment expression on the robot’s face – well if he could call that a visage. “Would you give my processor the permission to log into your phone? I could scan your device and detect any eventual problem.” “It would happen, literally over my dead body. Do you want to spy on me? My phone is private Robot Detective K!” rejected Pasquale indignantly. “It has come to my attention Pasquale that you might want to give me a cool nickname. May I propose Kitt? I am a huge Pontiac fan.” Pasquale wasn’t surprised at the suggestion but he chose to ignore it. He wouldn’t allow the slightest choice to be dictated by a robot.

Offline03 Buddy 111 was paying close attention to the almost hundred years old behavior and was waiting for a sign. He was programmed to adjust to voices, movements and of course emotions as well. During acclimatization, the one-meter height robots settings were specially accorded to the newcomers own personalities .When it came to Pasquale, patience and poise were the key words. He was one of these men who couldn’t cope with that whole robot-era scenario. “Today’s agenda foresees a one hour shooting practice. I am looking forward sharing that moment with you. Thanks to your grandson President Quentin Lapidus’ generosity, a firing range has been specially designed just for Metallic Silhouette Shooting.” “What q stunner!” exclaimed Pasquale in a burst of laugh. “Would it be possible, Queenie, to replace the chickens, pigs, turkeys and rams with a different kind of metallic items?”. “You’re leaving me speechless Pasquale, what a unique great sense of humor!”

Offline 02 Pasquale leaned back in his cushy Italian leather chair – at least he had succeeded in imposing one thing – no relocation of any kind without his old and confortable favourite armchair. “You see, Buddy, it’s definitely the only comfy place of the house,” sighed Pasquale, absolutely astounded to hear himself sharing his thoughts with a piece of technology. “Who cares if that doesn’t entirely match with the interior design of this apartment? Well, this is MY place and that’s MY chair for God’s sake, the personal touch! You know Limpy, it’s my money that pays for all that!” “I am very pleased you’re starting to feel at ease in my presence Dear Pasquale. Let’s take a closer look at today’s schedule, shall we?” “I never thought a computer programmable machine would take to me in the Queen’s English you’re really a posh one mate!” Artificial empathy had always frightened him. The sun was shining serenely on the charming French landscape garden of the care home. Pasquale and his buddy nurse were looking out the window, which offered a fantastic view over a green park and as far as the eye can see flowerbeds. It didn’t look like what he had imagined as the background of the time when robots eventually take over for human caregivers.

Offline 01 “And again, that bloody phone is not working!” irritated Pasquale grumbled loudly, as he was placing his cell phone back on the living room table and glancing suspiciously at Buddy 111, his recently met robotic nurse. “Is it me you’re talking to Pasquale?” intervened the droid. “I’m sorry I didn’t understand your every word, would you please repeat what you just said?” “Whatever you say Tinny 111!” Pasquale mumbled. “How on earth am I supposed to talk with a robot? We’re not living in a terminator sequel movie! I’ll be back Sarah Connor!” Pasquale, newcomer in the fancy – and according to him far too expensive - Galactica resident home, was feeling like an inmate in his new home to be. He was keeping a close eye on the scrap heap, ready to dismantle it piece by piece the minute he would find a screwdriver. At that very moment, he was feeling like a wind of nostalgia. He cruelly was missing his workbench and his tools, a lifelong collection. “How can I help you Pasquale?” Buddy 111 asked again with enthusiasm in a half-human and a half-metallic voice. “What have I done to God to deserve this?” the Italian retiree sighed gently. “You can’t help me Night’tin’gale, unless you have a phone function, ” mocked Pasquale.

Sybil 02 I am passionate about psychology in general, and about Dissociative Identity Disorder in particular. I was for example recently full of admiration for James McAvoy’s acting in the 2016 psychological thriller Split, or more recently in its 2019 sequel movie Glass. He indeed plays a character with no less than 23 different personalities. But general public fascination with this psychiatric condition is nothing new. Sybil, a young woman who created multiple personalities, is probably one of America’s most famous psychiatric patients. Flora Schreiber’s 1973 book sold over six million copies in the United States and hundreds of thousands more worldwide. Huge literary success isn’t it? When I crossed paths with Sybil’s a few years ago, I got all caught up by her story and I have read everything I could about the subject. In October 2011, American feminist journalist and writer Debbie Nathan published a book exploring the real life of Sybil. In “Sybil Exposed: The extraordinary Story behind the Famous Multiple Personality Case”, the author reveals the truth. Much of the sensational story was fabricated. To begin with, I will be explaining what dissociation is according to psychoanalysts and then I will be presenting Doctor Cornelia Wilbur and Sybil. Then I will have a closer look at the unusual doctor-patient relationship, which would later lead to a blockbuster book. What was its impact on general public and medical community at the time? Is Multiple Personality Disorder a fact or a fiction?