Weeds are a social construct.
Damn not even botany can escape critical theory. No but seriously, I’ve done some ethnobotany work, and a lot of it deals with the “weeds” that grow alongside crops, and how they’re gathered and used by the farmers.
Please correct me if I’m wrong, but I remember reading that in the US tarring and feathering was used mostly as a way to physically abuse and intimidate black people, for example, if found after dark on a sundown town, or if perceived to be “uppity” by white racists.
In my case it explained so much, and somewhat made the resentment I felt towards her and myself easier to get over. It’s not that she was a bad person or that I did something wrong, she’s just sick and didn’t really have the tools to deal with it.
I don’t mean to claim to know your issues or trauma, but in my case recognizing the signs of mental illness in my mother helped me move forward with dealing with my own childhood trauma. It doesn’t erase them, but at least it helped me see her actions as those of someone who isn’t well.
I hope this helps you be more at peace with your folks’ actions, even if materially it doesn’t change much.
At that point it’s just better to invest on one of those dedicated emulator consoles… They’re not terribly expensive and they’re natively offline. Plus, clicky buttons, which I think really enhances the experience.
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I wish! If I wasn’t so broke i’d have more than just the one pair.
It could be some kind of undiagnosed/unadressed mental illness, too. If your folks aren’t willing to see a professional about it, nothing you can do, but it may help you reframe their actions so that it causes you less grief.
They’re fucking everyone, including people whose lives are already emiserated and precarious, and have nothing to do with these superstitions.
I might be outed as a tree-loving, crunchy granola hippy, but goddamn if Birkenstock sandals aren’t the comfiest stuff you can wear on your feet. Every autumn and winter is a countdown to when i can wear my birkenstocks again. They’re pretty durable, and more importantly to me, repairable.
Same with Jansport, but their backpacks have a very distinct look, which people might not be into
Monument valley? The problem is it actually ends, eventually.
Or idk, old GBA games on an emulator? I spent way too much time on Pokémon blue growing up.
Oh definitely have them play old Zelda games. A link to the past is my fav.
This is someone with an advanced degree in the humanities. Doing those kinds of rhetorical questions that you answer immediately is something a freshman student would do on an essay.
In chemical engineering, “standard” conditions, or just a fancy term for room temperature and ambient pressure, it’s 25C (77F) and 100 kPa.
You know what you can build the shed with? A welder.
I don’t have to, my grandma straddles that strait better than any collosus could.
Ugh. Charismatics are the theater kids of Christianity. It’s hard to be the most obnoxious denomination, but they manage.
Look, I grew up catholic and I’m a massive nerd, and even I think expecting the laity to know or care about theology is a bit much.
That being said, these supposed catholics don’t even care about doctrine or obedience, which is, like, basic catholic shit. They’re all heretics wanting to do protestant stuff (personal relationship with God, salvation by faith alone, etc.) and to call themselves catholic. If the church wasn’t so washed they’d be excommunicated or worse by now.
They should all do the cool thing and just renounce the church altogether. “So, because you are lukewarm and neither cold nor hot, I will spew you out of My mouth!” and so on.
Where I live, a car driver’s license allows you to drive small scooters and mopeds. I have ridden those, as well as bigger motorcycles illegally. Let me tell you, nothing you learn driving a car works for when you’re on two wheels, even if they’re small. Now imagine a much larger engine on a top-heavy piece of machinery and you have an ATV. Even if it has 4 wheels it’s not all that stable.