Two stories:

My mom was in a religious school for a few years, and her craziest story was sex Ed, which was mandated in the state at the time. The entire class was “take this shoebox home.” Literally no other instructions. The shoebox contained a mirror and nothing else. It was 20 years later before she realized what the mirror was for, because she wasn’t informed it was a sex Ed class.

ETA: the school was mixed gender, the classes were not. Girls had separate classes from boys. The mirror was for standing over and seeing that you do, indeed, have a vagina, and then gaining absolutely other information

I was homeschooled, but not in a religious way. My mom ordered the books the state told her to order. When we got them they were fine, until we got to the science module and it told us how ancient humans and dinosaurs lived side by side. … My mom immediately ordered different books.

I have, in fact, been told I am a man of very little substance.

I’ll go fix mine too

They were referencing fascist, not f@ggot. Both refer to a bundle of sticks.

But now that it’s been brought up, and because I’m a little stoned and I’m looking for an excuse, I will share one of my favorite stories (that I sadly cannot remember the origin of, but possibly the Mahabharata)

A queen has 5 sons, and wants to teach them to rule together, to keep peace in the kingdom. She hands each son a stick, and tells them to break it. All the sticks break easily. Then she gathers 5 sticks and has each son attempt to break this bundle (f@ggot). Each son attempts and fails, before handing it to the next. When the last one fails, the queen tells her sons,

“Alone, each stick is weak and can be broken. But together, a f@ggot is unbreakable”

And all that is to explain why my next tattoo is just gonna be a tramp stamp of the words “unbreakable f@ggot” in fancy cursive on my lower back

Well said! And yeah, I was a little heavy handed calling the dispossessed theory. However:

Do the hungry care more about who you feed them

The rich!

Fully agree that that’s the way to learn. Do praxis, theory will develop.

However, I recommend the bread book to anyone I think might enjoy reading something like it. It changed my life fundamentally to see some one lay out the math of how a society could function like that. As suggested above,nthe dispossessed is also an amazing work of theory disguised as a very fun sci fi read. I routinely quote “where do you go when you die in hell” ever since reading it

I’m fully aware that orangutans aren’t our closest relatives, and that our of Asia is pretty well debunked… But I swear to God, every time I see one of them fuckers I think “hello, grandfather! Teach me the ways of the forest!” Lol. I feel a kinship to them that I just don’t with other great apes (except maybe bonobos), and it makes me wish they were our closest relatives. … And also that I had some kind of scifi helmet I could give them to make them smarter and give them language so they could tell us to fuck off and leave their habitats alone

That is fucking genius

I once dreamt that a house in my neighborhood was used as a filming location for a movie, and that whoopie Goldberg was in it. When the movie was over, she had developed agoraphobia, and could not bring herself to leave. I took care of her, along with her sister, and eventually married her. We were married for 35 years. I know this sounds insane, but I swear to you, it lasted 35 years in that dream, for years, I could remember it like a second life. When I woke up I grieved.

I was 11 years old, and 2 years later we moved into that same house.

There was also the much less cool dream I had in early 2001, where we took a trip to NYC, and when we got to this big bridge, soldiers made us turn around, and the air was filled with ash and smoke, and the soldier told us “New York is closed”

At the time I kept a dream journal and wrote that one down. No one believed me when 9/11 happened until I showed my parents the journal

Patently false. After the probe, I knew for certain those beings were positively angelic. I’ve never felt such things. I heard choirs singing

Yes. You’re right. Our healthcare system is absolutely bonkers bananas insane, and that’s before you calculate in the cruelty. And as US citizen, I strongly advise everyone who isn’t to avoid this country like the plague.

However, if I travel to Switzerland or Canada or Italy or wherever, as a tourist, I am not covered if I go in the hospital. I still need to carry travel insurance, and if I don’t, or if it doesn’t cover something, then those countries with their modern, sensible healthcare systems will charge me out of pocket, just like an American hospital. The difference is that in America, even the citizens aren’t covered by default, and the amounts are astronomical compared to other countries.

It’s a shitty system all around, and frankly, I genuinely believe that if it weren’t for America’s weird fetish for as much money as you can possibly choke on, we would probably have started building an actual universal healthcare system for the global community, so that you’re covered by default even when traveling. But like with most things, the right wing nonsense has held us so far back that that is so unlikely as to seem utterly impossible

Why does that look so much like my brother had a baby with Leonardo DiCaprio? I’m disturbed

I genuinely thought that was digital. It’s amazingly consistent, and extremely legible and readable. Good job!

But because I thought it was digital for a second (and I just woke up), I didn’t realize it was a handwriting exercise, and was trying to figure out what this poem could possibly mean for a minute. Lmao

I genuinely thought that was digital. It’s amazingly consistent, and extremely legible and readable. Good job!

But because I thought it was digital for a second (and I just woke up), I didn’t realize it was a handwriting exercise, and was trying to figure out what this poem could possibly mean for a minute. Lmao

I always knew there was a reason God didn’t make me a rich man.

But what about the crazy German dungeon porn and the sex clubs‽

¿Por que no los dos?

Pointless AND useless!

I somehow missed the twitter craze by accident. Was active on Myspace and then Facebook, but I always preferred my forums. Once I left all other social media, reddit was all that was left, and now Lemmy. It feels a lot more like what I miss, but still isn’t quite the same

One of my favorites, and my BF didn’t get it D:

A horse walks into a bar and the bartender says “why the long face? Are you depressed?”

The horse replies “I don’t think I am”

At which point, the horse promptly disappears.

Now, if you’re at all familiar with the works of Rene Descartes, you’re likely chuckling at this point, knowing his famous quote “I think, therefore I am”

But to tell you that first would have been to put Descartes before the horse.

Idk, I’ve noticed a lot of people on Lemmy that tend towards their 40s or 50s