Aqloy

I get where you're coming from. I've gotten so many compliments to the effect of "wow, you're so good at that, for a GIRL!" Sometimes, after a long day of merely existing as a moderately attractive young woman, I go home and lay down in the dark and just sleep the day off. It's hard to be poked and prodded all day.

Remember that you've had to jump through hoops they never did. You had to devote time, energy, and brainpower to navigating systemic issues that don't exist in their worlds. Prejudice is a miasma that slows the rest of us down. We are stuck swimming against murky water that they deny even exists. An accident of birth gave them a headstart. They simply have more time and energy to devote to honing their skills. That you compete with them is a testament to your skill.

Same vibes here. I'm asthmatic so as far as I know, smoking sucks because it makes you go wheeze cough cough cough

Hey, thanks! When I searched on my own, 'Mao: the unknown story' is what kept coming up. I laughed when I saw that your recommendation is a book explicitly debunking that one. I'll definitely check it out!

I can't stand hearing 'schizophrenic' used as an insult. I can't engage with anyone who uses it. I find it repulsive on a primal level. Even the r-slur doesn't evoke such a strong reaction in me.

I mean, the occupy wall street stuff from years ago showed that there was class consciousness in a large part of the population. I was a kid, but that's when I learned of "the 1%" for the first time. But it never really went anywhere, right? I always wondered where all that energy went.

I love to research and read and study! Academically, sure, but I really love to do it for fun on topics that interest me. I write big long essays to consolidate my learning for myself, but the greatest joy is leaving my bibliography as an ugly pile of unformatted slop at the end!

I LOVE Christmas. Growing up, my family used to spend the week at my grandparents' farm. All my aunts and uncles would make the trip, and it was the only time of year I'd get to see all my cousins. The farm itself was in the rural northern prairies so it was like something out of a storybook with all the snow and festivities. We'd see the northern lights almost every year, and it was remote enough that we could hear them. We are a musical family so we'd sing lots of carols. I've got a fondness for the religious ones. I've always thought they had a haunting, ethereal quality to them when compared to the secular ones. The only downside was that I don't like Anglo Canadian food that much. I'd have to live off mashed potatoes and cookies until we got home and I could return to my usual diet of curry lol

What a nice sentiment! It is a lovely way to honor your friend. It's also therapeutic on a personal level, in my experience. A relative of mine died very young from an aggressive cancer. He liked to write high fantasy fiction. I like to write it, too. Every time I do, I think of him. It's a way to help carry him into the future.

Do you worry about AI psychosis?

But it's not like it was made up completely, right? Hebrew was always in use as a liturgical language

I am dreaming!! China, please let me in!!

This made me laugh. That's how I found Lemmy. Maybe it was even your comment that lead me here