i started realizing more and more that my father’s jokes were racist. then i started noticing that his normal speech and interactions were racist.
i was brought up with this racism as a norm, so it took me a long time to realize we were a racist family (longer than i would like to admit).
then after a realizing how racist we were, i put two and two together… my father is a police officer.
on the non-political side, i recommend Mickey 17. the synopsys of bobiverse sounds like it has similar theming except this story focuses more on the character and less on the world (though the world is still there).
yes.
i am 40, and a year ago my body decided it wanted to be handicapped.
i didnt do anything to it, nothing sparked it… im just a cripple now because old.
use the wayback machine on archive.org. pretty much exactly what you want.
i have some friends like this. we regularly disagree on things, and that is okay. they dont want to change their worldview just as much as you dont want to change yours.
“i disagree” is a complete thought - there is never a necessity to explain why you dont have the hatred they do.
new coke problems
its not terrible, it just sucks that its not automatic. i am not on windows and dont want to be treated like i am.
it fucking sucks when the pot is empty, so if you kill the joe, you make some mo’
i see local bands once or twice a year; however my wife goes more often, about every other month. i dont go to big shows. i always buy at least one thing.
i have a decent job, so i need to share the love even if i dont want anything.
i currently use ublock origin on firefox. the cookie disclaimer on the site does not allow a mandatory-cookies-only approach. it reads that you must allow them to use your data for sale/tracking
cookiewalled.
use linux.
<3
you dadded your dad. i hope he realizes he got dadded, hehehe.
i can remember my dad calling our PC “the nintendo” then i was growing up, and that irked me every time, heheheheh.
as someone who has never eaten ethiopian food, you made me want to eat ethiopian food <3
this sounds great : D
american here. we definitely have 3 distinct categories of food that are “proper” for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. there is some overlap, but its culturally obvious which foods are for which meals (it doesnt seem weird to me, but i can see how that is weird to everyone else).
my wife doesnt like breakfast foods and eats things like instant ramen and a coke for breakfast - this is considered very strange here. i still think its weird, and we have been together for 18 years, heh.
edit: oh, lol… i didnt answer the question. breakfast is my favorite meal. biscuits & gravy and breakfast burritos are my favorites <3
my parents were born in 1953 & 1954.
i was born in 1984. single income household, father is blue collar worker, mother is housewife.
when i was born, we lived in a big, two-story, full-size single family home in a high cost of living area.
when i was 3 years old (1987), my parents decided they wanted another house, so they bought one and we moved to an even higher cost of living area. they didnt sell the first house to afford a new one, they just bought another one and we had two houses.
what the fuck happened.
Racooooooooooooooon!
: D
my ignorance is showing… what is RT?
my mother, also a boomer, had the exact same response when we got onto the conversation of electric vehicles (she wanted to buy a new car; i recommended electric).
i didnt really know how to respond. i still dont understand why one would want to leave the world worse than how they found it.