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Banksy’s lawyer, Mark Stephens, pushed back on the report and said the artist did not accept many parts of the investigation as accurate.

Stephens argued that revealing the artist’s identity would compromise his safety, intrude on his private life, and undermine his ability to work freely.

Reuters said it decided to publish because of what it described as strong public interest in a figure who has had a significant and lasting impact on culture, the art world, and public discourse.

This is why we can’t have superheros nice things smh

That’s the most well written account of something similar I experienced, but not to that extent.

You start out doing something because you enjoy it, then you hyperfocus because your brain is built in that way, then the praise and accolades start pouring in (for me it was academic success and getting into MIT), then it becomes your identity and you/others (mainly yourself as he pointed out) start expecting that level of output from you, you try to maintain it to unhealthy levels because your brain was built without the normal guardrails to keep itself safe, and in one way or another you just break.

For me, as my body was breaking down from stress and sleep deprivation in my 20s, I went to doctor after doctor who diagnosed me with one rare incurable diagnosis after another. A lot of young women may relate with the progression: POTS, then EDS, maybe autoimmune diseases or CFS, likely MCAS and gastroparesis, then sleep apnea and narcolepsy, also migraines with severe aura symptoms towards the end. I believed I did have a rare disease because I had Bells Palsy at 15 (from school stress!) and I still have lingering effects from that ever since.

It actually mainly ended up being sleep apnea, but to his point, an earlier diagnosis and treatment would’ve been great, but it wouldn’t have solved my lack of boundaries and identity outside of “MIT grad” either. My breaking point was being so sleep deprived I literally stopped having thoughts and desires. I just…stopped showing up for work because all my brain wanted was sleep at every moment and couldn’t conceptualize any other thought. I’m past that now thankfully, and I’m grateful for the things that part of my life brought me, but yeah, being that “smart and accomplished” has a very dark side. Especially if you don’t come from a privileged background.

The team tethered the crustaceans to posts at varying times of the year and at varying depths of Maryland’s Rhode River, a tidal estuary in Chesapeake Bay. After about 24 hours, the researchers would look for signs of predation—basically, if the crabs were dead or injured.

Sometimes I can’t tell if these animal studies are conceived based on actual scientific necessity or someone’s torture fantasy that happens to provide some useful info.

Unseen, which helps victims of modern slavery, called for more training for professionals. Lauren Saunders, the charity’s deputy director of frontline services, said: “The awareness of domestic servitude is really really low because it happens in private homes. I think there is a real lack of training for professionals on how to identify the signs of exploitation.”

The charity provided the Guardian with new figures suggesting a steep increase in the number of victims of modern slavery. Its helpline received reports of more than 6,600 victims in 2025, a 37% rise on 2024.

I remember when I was in school a lady representing the same or similar organization came to raise awareness about this kind of domestic modern slavery she herself had been a victim of. It’s so heartbreaking that this kind of slavery often falls through the cracks because it’s not what you think of when you imagine slavery. If you saw your average affluent American/European family (I’m not talking anywhere close to the Epstein class) with their live in maid/nanny, your first thought wouldn’t be that the “help” is literally a slave.

That was the worst (probably AI) article I’ve ever had the displeasure of trying to follow. They asked every question that’s been asked already on an event that happened last Christmas and followed up with the same speculation that has been rehashed a thousand times and added no new answers.

Maybe the interests we serve are the friends we made serving another’s interests along the way…to serve interests? Or something like that