Now now, Keiko and Molly are perfectly respectable, perfectly happy ~~patterns~~ people.
It's the extended family that's the problem... Also my parents. And in-laws.
Basically my wife and I are the only sane ones.
Now now, Keiko and Molly are perfectly respectable, perfectly happy ~~patterns~~ people.
It's the extended family that's the problem... Also my parents. And in-laws.
Basically my wife and I are the only sane ones.
Bare minimum, Orange Shitler has announced to the world he believes he can be manipulated.
Can't wait to hear how this is actually what strong men do from my relatives.
Adepta Sororitas
Fake fans in shambles right now
That is some amazing detail work. 10/10
You DO need both at first, but he's absolutely right that ONLY providing food and nothing else isn't helpful in the long term.
If you can't grow your own food, then just getting enough to survive handed to you just gives you enough to survive until tomorrow.
Independence requires self-sufficiency, anything less helpful than that is public relations.
Armed minorities are harder to oppress.
Organized armed minorities make governments afraid.
Get organized, train.
It's that or lie down and take it.
It's trashCAN
Not trashCANNOT
They’d rather look even more incompetent with classified info than just admit whatever the real reason is or make up something fake to cover.
Every time something major breaks and it seems like everyone involved is extremely incompetent, this is what I assume.
They knew exactly what they were doing. It was intentional from start to finish. They just don't want to admit that, because then they would have to admit the real reason, and that thought terrifies them.
I absolutely understand decorating your equipment to make it your own. I have lasered a logo I made for my own stuff on all my anodized aluminum firearms that have a full square inch of blank flat space.
But why would anyone put something so utterly, painfully bad on theirs? It's sad.
It's like seeing cops put punisher skulls on their shit. They clearly don't understand punisher on ANY level deeper than "hrrr hrrrrrr guy got killed I wanna be like the guy that killed him he's so cool" and completely miss that they'd be the punisher's targets
But hey, it's nice when they self-identify, I guess!
Not trans (I think, arguments for closeted gender fluid could be made I suppose but that's a different conversation I don't think I'm ready to have) but if I were trans that's exactly how I would feel. That a person who has been able to transition is, albeit indirectly, calling me a piece of shit loser who needs to die in order to be happy.
I'm glad OOP is happy and at least on the surface is confident, but the post just made me feel weird.
The sentiment of "oh no I'm watching someone die/mourning the death of my friend/son/daughter/cousin/whatever" can get fucked though. I guess you could see it as losing someone, but guess what, you didn't lose anyone. The person is still the person, they might act outwardly more in line with how they feel, but they are still around. Instead of lamenting the loss of a son, celebrate the arrival of your daughter. Your cousin might look and sound different, but they still enjoy talking shit about video game companies and politicians. The woman standing at the mechanic desk is still perfectly knowledgeable about everything they were before.
Just because you weren't aware of your daughter before she came out, doesn't make her any less valid being here now. If you can't handle that, well pour out your crocodile tears and have your narcissistic fit of "woe is me I have experienced such loss" I guess
Jaywalking is a fake crime made up by car company lobbies to criminalize anything being on the road that isn't a car.
Bitch ass car peddlers trying to criminalize my natural way of moving...
I have everything I need to build an enclosure for my cheap-ass laser. I have things I want to do with the laser when I can use it without smoking up the house. I have not started on it yet.
I have everything I need to make the rc planes I have been designing. Its all sitting on a shelf waiting for me to do my thing.
One of the things has been waiting for me to do my thing since before I moved.
I'll get to it.
Eventually.
Maybe.
I volunteer to catch it!