My dad would have been a boomer. Guy did have the advantage of entering the workforce during a time when it was still not only possible but even normal to expect to hold the same job for decades, but that and a kid who cared about him were about all he ever had to his name. And then he lost the job too.
He fought hard as shit, but with zero legs up and several of them permanently down, he never managed anything resembling the life he (or anyone else) hoped for, and after he died, the palliative nurse told his remaining family he was better off.
Being born in a lucky generation makes it easier, but it doesn't guarantee one has it easy. It's not an age group, it's a behavior. Not that we aren't already in the Find Out stage, for that to matter. But the fewer people under the impression all the bad people are going to die out, the better.
I've never figured out quite how to get the spoiler tags working on kbin and, even if I had, there seems like there may be some jank between mine and other instances regarding that. An attempt was made, anyway, and at least that one seems like it would be easy-ish to forget until my long-awaited Durge run.
But I can't even be mad about it because of your name. My liege.
Just making sure that you know you can buy different dyes from the merchants, and a few of them are different shades of pink. Because you really need that shirt and I haven't come by one naturally, so you'll probably have to make it.
Gortash and Ketheric need to switch shirts. His was definitely a betrayal and Gortash is definitely male wife material, on top of being the one who finally explained.
It really sounds like it would make more sense to make it illegal to ask someone about the Purge or to retaliate against them until the next one. It's not an illegal action. You could have been and likely were in danger for your own life, to boot. It should be protected information.
This. This was the moment that I found out that the eldest of gen Alpha, the babies after the babies who can only be so young as to be entirely theoretical like they were when we collectively decided on the name, are thirteen now.
Much the same for me, minus the socializing part growing up. I was lucky enough to have enough compassionate influence to make me honest in what I was asking, but a lot of the questions I had starting out were still humiliatingly bad.
I got insulted a lot. Told to kill myself a couple times. Finally, I made one single friend by sheer accident who was willing to sit with me and actually talk. And then gained more of them, and they talked. And we stayed fast friends for years, and my stance is solidly different now than it would have been had either one of us given up at "nazi."
Having to excuse your own existence every time you go so far as to open your mouth is exhausting and infuriating. It never stops. Ever. There are too many people for it to stop, most just try to mind their business as best they can, and half of them absolutely skated through public school.
Refusing to do anything other than shut them down in a common trend that can be summed up in "you either agree with us or you're worthless, no I won't explain" makes you look insane and it's a dangerous move. Then the only people willing to associate with them are the ones you do not want gaining numbers.
And if you're hoping for them to google it, Google is no longer your friend. I can find as many horrific articles as I can truthful ones. That's why I was asking people who lived it.
You know, maybe I'm just sleep deprived, but shouldn't stuff like this bug people? I'm extremely sure this was not in the vein of what his actual crib would have looked like, and I always thought he came off as against ostentatious displays. Wasn't the whole point supposed to be humble beginnings? A simple and unadorned life?
Easy answer. Used too much. An especially weak argument when the one finding it "funny" is never from the area it's happening in, and thus doesn't actually have any emotional connection they're needing to cope with.
You know there are still a couple recordings floating around from people who had tried to call family and/or 911 prior to dying in 9/11? I've found anyone who listens to those seems to stop making the 9/11 jokes. Strikes me odd. Must have made it real.
How would carefully examining your surroundings be anything but the opposite of reckless, though. Annoying, perhaps, but that's a different problem this would only encourage.
Oh, that's brilliant. Why am I not doing that. I should probably start doing that. Really, I probably need to make myself a "souvenirs" pouch, too, for all the things that hold some sentimental importance.
I've just been picking carefully around everything every time I grab stuff to sell, and now I feel like a caveman whose friend has just demonstrated Hit Thing With Rock
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