In case you can’t tell, I’m passionate about rationality and critical thinking.

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Cake day: September 22nd, 2024

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  • This is probably the 4th or 5th post I’ve seen on Lemmy about this poll this week. Each time I checked the results, they were the same (except for the very first one I saw, which was different by only one percentage point.) The answer’s pretty clear.

    Although I’m pretty sure it’s a PR stunt at this point, I do appreciate that DDG asked its users at all. Every other company seems to be like, “We’re gonna make you use AI, regardless of whether you want to or not. Suck it up!”



  • Imagine if we flipped the tables. If it’s all on women to have and raise kids and nothing more, wouldn’t that mean a man’s job is to get laid/donate sperm, impregnate someone once, and that’s it? If that’s all there is and he’s fulfilled his role, there’s no need to stay alive after that. Like a male bee, exploding after mating. Why bother with society, hobbies, learning and growing? OP’s “job” as a man is nothing more than to literally fuck off and die, mission complete.

    Obviously I don’t believe that, just taking his argument to its logical conclusion. I’ve heard people say that women are just for making babies so many times in my life, but I’ve never heard men’s role put in the same terms.

    It sounds ridiculous because it is ridiculous. We’re all so much more than our biological equipment. I know I’m preaching to the choir here, I just had to rant for a moment.




  • In the days before “fidget toys” were commonly known and/or accepted, before society understood what autism/ADHD looked like in girls, all my erasers suffered this brutality. It probably wouldn’t have had to happen if teachers didn’t keep confiscating my Silly Putty and these things, whatever you call them.

    My grades were good, but my hands needed something to do. When you need to stim, you need to stim. Take away the appropriate outlets for it, and you’re left with stabbed erasers and obnoxious pencil-tapping.




  • "I apologise it was taken that way. I was with a group of friends and there was nothing serious about it.”

    Haven’t we heard that enough by now to know that’s a pathetic, bullshit excuse? What you say with friends reveals something about you and how you think. The guy could’ve said nothing and he’d have been fine, but for some reason the idea of taking over Iceland was in his mind and for some reason he felt comfortable making light of it. If infringing on another country’s sovereignty is such a non-issue that he feels comfortable joking about it, he’s clearly not fit to be an ambassador. (Though as a Trump-appointee, it’s hardly surprising he’s not fit for the job.)


  • It’s so random, too. I’ll forget the word in languages that I’m fluent in, but remember it in Japanese or French or something else that I only studied a little bit of.

    I end up having to describe the concept I’m trying to recall and hope that whoever I’m talking to can put the pieces together to help me find what word I’m looking for. Brains are weird.






  • I still would’ve thought it funny, even if I was not supposed to show it. I was a “smart ass” kid and know that not every teacher treats kids with respect from the get-go, so depending on the circumstances I might secretly be happy to see an act of civil disobedience.

    But yeah, I do work with a much younger population. I know the kids I work with usually don’t mean to cause harm, they just aren’t emotionally mature enough to react in socially-appropriate ways. It all depends on the circumstance, which is another thing I’ve seen a lot of school officials completely ignore. Sigh.


  • I guess I was jaded because i got detention for just existing.

    Which is how I (and many others) ended up growing up with an abysmal sense of self-worth. I didn’t understand why I was in trouble all the time (yay undiagnosed autism/ADHD) and for years internalized the idea that I must just be “bad” and deserve whatever happens to me. Which was hard, because I always wanted to help people and would give of myself to others when needed. But something must be seriously wrong with me, I figured, since no matter what I did, I always ended up in detention, grounded in my room, or both.

    I was able to overcome that eventually, thankfully, but it made me a doormat during my teenage and young adult years as I was effectively taught to never stand up for myself. Cue abusive partners and employers dominating a good chunk of my life.


  • That’s funny. When I realize that a kid I worked with took something I said literally, I recognize it as my mistake in wording, and laugh about it. I’ll say something like, “Okay, that is technically what I said. Perhaps I should’ve phrased it as such-and-such” and I then tell/show the kid what I meant. No punishments. We are trained to take responsibility when there’s a miscommunication. We are the adults, after all, and if a kid misunderstands us, we’re supposed to clarify ourselves - not expect them to magically know something they weren’t taught.

    It’s such a far away world from the environment I was taught in, and I’m so glad to work somewhere that aligns with the science of how kids develop.


  • I would hope that some people reading this thread come away with a better understanding of why the dream of an American uprising is so difficult to achieve. I know these stories probably come from all around the world, but so far I can easily imagine everything I’ve read here as happening in a normal US school (like the ones I went to.) The authoritarian indoctrination starts young. Those that don’t get in trouble, but witness others getting in trouble for stupid things, learn to keep their heads down and stay quiet, even when something unjust is happening. That behavior carries on into adulthood. Now we have millions of people raised in such school environments, feeling utterly helpless as their neighbors get kidnapped or killed in the streets by government agents.


  • got 3 days off school at home fishing and playing video games. Best time I had at that school

    This reminds me of the external suspension place my town’s schools used for middle and high schoolers. Regular suspension and in-school suspension existed, but a handful of us “trouble-makers” went to this place in a plaza where it was like a single (or double, with a retractable wall) classroom. Thing is, going there rocked. The hours started later than normal school (9am vs 7 or 7:30am), there was a pizza place in the same plaza that we would get lunch from, we watched movies (it’s where I first saw The Breakfast Club, funny enough), and afternoons were spent just chatting with each other (I think it was supposed to be “therapy” but nobody working there was licensed for therapy, so we all just talked.) Instead of gym, we either took walks or went to the community center in the same plaza and used the equipment (much better than school gyms.) Oh, and one of the teachers was missing a finger - IIRC he lost it in a water skiing accident. Dude was cool and laid back - all the teachers were.

    So I’d be able to sleep in, get all my schoolwork and homework done during the morning, watch a movie, and screw around talking with other kids who were ostensibly there for being “in trouble.”

    As to why I was there? I’d been there a few times and can’t recall each incident, but for the longest stay it was because I was being picked on by numerous classmates at the same time and in anger I told them all to “drop dead.” Apparently, in a zero-tolerance, post-9/11 school environment, that is considered “making a threat.” I got two weeks external suspension for it.

    I insisted, “It’s not a threat, it’s a suggestion,” but what are ya gonna do?