Up until the last week or so, I always used to say that even if I’m having a hard time, I am not ready to die. I want to see what happens next.
I no longer want to see what happens next, I see no good outcomes at all for the future of the world, not just the US.
The next time around. Sure, Jan. it’s over.
A dad point of view, while precious in delivery, doesn’t really translate very well in this scenario if you’re anything but a cis white male. The cis white men will be fine like they have been fine for thousands of years.
Not in my wildest dreams.
Millennial parental apology fantasy… oh man I really love this.
Anywhere between 28-32. Old enough that people take you mostly seriously but young enough that the world still feels like it’s set up with you specifically in mind.
I’ll just go on living my life in Norway, fielding questions left and right like “is it really that bad/racist/scary in America?”.
As a former Catholic, I can say at least personally, religion did not make me feel good. It made me feel like many thoughts and feelings I had made me a bad person. It made me smug and judgemental.
When I was a kid I could not understand how that line was meant to be peaceful. Even listening to the rest of the song, it was still unsettling. I was raised Catholic so the song just starts with like “imagine the worst case scenario”. As an atheist now, it’s more hopeful to me. Like imagine what the world could be like if we weren’t just biding time until we were dead. If we all just knew this was the one chance one opportunity mom’s spaghetti.
Boobs just stay full and up, despite aging, breastfeeding, etc. if we are going to have periods, at least make them painless. Cells just shut down cancer every single time it starts, making it obsolete. You wouldn’t get out of breath at the top of a staircase/big hill if there’s anyone nearby.
One step ahead of ya
And they manage to get poor people on board by tying their policies to Jesus and Family Values. And it works like a charm and it’s so weird.
I really liked it, and more than the movie. But I saw them in that order.
But what if you look like, and in fact are, a middle aged person in a traditionally socially closed off foreign land?
I live in the city center of a small Northern European city. I walk about 6-8 minutes to my job at a bakery. I like that I don’t pollute the air and I can get my body moving. I can get a feel for how busy the day will be based on what types and how many people are out and about, how the weather feels (if it is nice weather!) and such. I dislike when it rains AND is very windy. Or when the rain has frozen overnight and the cobblestones are extremely slippery.
If you move to a rainy city, invest in rain pants, rain resistant or waterproof shoes. and a high quality umbrella as part of your rain gear.
This will be over soon.
I’m sorry Sir Kevin did you say ten years? How many do you have that they don’t wear out well before then? This is alarming and/or amazing. We do this too but it’s more like every year or maaaaaybe two if we are stretching it. I’m stuck on ten years, it’s wild, I’m sorry.
You’re absolutely correct and I hate it. Good luck with the horrors ahead.