so like. what is the modern german national self-conception based on. i feel like the events of the last 150 years are so messy as to be really bad for narrative building. i feel like if i was german the conception might just be “a bunch of crazy stuff happened, but the whole time we were really industrious and good at following rules”
i think the short answer is that the contemporary german national self-conception is a goddamn mess. this is why you get, like, anti-deutsch weirdos and people like merkel saying israeli security is the german staatsräson, and far right goons who criticize having a big holocaust memorial in the capital, but who get really cagey about why they think it’s a problem when you press them on it.
like obviously there is some tendency toward the usual crass expressions of nationalism–discomfort with immigrants, urge to wave the flag, smugness about Our Values and Our Heritage–but for a lot of people not on the far right they’re very awkwardly trying to find a way to express it that feels PC to them, and for the people actually on the far right they’re just trying to minimally differentiate themselves from The Nationals Who Fucked Everything Up For Everybody in the 40s.
food, maybe. there’s a lot of very german food. knödel. spätzle. that sort of thing. maintaining a low debt-to-gdp-ratio, and being willing to fuck up the economy to do it. a certain sense of intrusive smugness.
Soccer is another big one. Every four years for world championship people put the flag everywhere, and the German left is split between praying we lose soon or roaming the streets at night taking down flags. It’s kinda cute, actually.
Personally I’m very pragmatic. Germany is still a thing purely by the grace of the allied forces. We might as well try and make the best of it. I never understood this need most people seem to feel to find some kind of identity in the place they were randomly born in.
There are a lot of scientific and technological advances originating in Germany which could serve as a source of pride, but I never see it. Maybe the only people who care about science and technology just don’t care about nationalism that much.
you cant fucking hurt me bitch im protected by the migratory bird act
Please, I just want to know what your migratory flight path is, I promise I’ll release you after I give you this bracelet that will insanely up your game with the ladies
bitches love me for my bright and colourful leg band
Guantanamo Bay institutes new torture of college style lecture of something you already know and don’t give a shit about. Your phone is vibrating every so often. Your hands are bolted down. Considered inhumane for people with ADHD.
Business Names in the 1800s: Primary Flour, Just Cement, Worldwide Copper, The Only Gasoline You Should Be Allowed To Buy
Business Names in the 1900s: Axiom, Artemis Manufacturing, Pinnacle Hygienics, Olympian Glue, Divine Yogurt, The Coolest Car Manufacturer With The Largest Hog In Town
Business Names in the 2000s: Gubi, Turna, Clooper, Jumbli, Dongr, Shnet, Pungu, Pooble, Weeeu
Business Names in the 1800s: Primary Flour, Just Cement, Worldwide Copper, The Only Gasoline You Should Be Allowed To Buy
Business Names in the 1900s: Axiom, Artemis Manufacturing, Pinnacle Hygienics, Olympian Glue, Divine Yogurt, The Coolest Car Manufacturer With The Largest Hog In Town
Business Names in the 2000s: Gubi, Turna, Clooper, Jumbli, Dongr, Shnet, Pungu, Pooble, Weeeu
Age-old advice which is more relevant nowadays rather than less. This is the second iteration of it though. The original version is: “Never write anything in a letter you wouldn’t want to see in print.” Advice handed down by my mother from her forbears.
From the IT department. We archive EVERYTHING. And Outlook autosaves every couple seconds.
“Dance like no one is watching. Email and text like it will one day be read in court.”
why do you even want a live action adaptation of avatar. it’s good already. the story was told in a good way and you can watch it. you dont need it again but worse.
I don’t hate Jews at all. Many of my favorite people are Jewish. Leon Trotsky, Abbie Hoffman, Gabor Maté and Bernie Sanders to name a few.
It’s funny you bring up “Arab” persecution of Iraqi Jews. Another one of my favorite Jewish people, Israeli historian Ilan Pappe, has talked and written books on Israeli false flag terrorism operations in Iraq and other Arab countries to make it appear Jews were under threat when they weren’t.
The Baghdad bombings are the prime example of this.
Here’s the section on the Bagdad bombings from the Wikipedia page on Israeli state-sponsored terrorism
Local PSA: invisible disability does NOT mean you can live your life like a “normal person” invisible disability meant that if a stranger looks at you in public they wouldn’t know what’s going on.
Like if a wheelchair user were to decide to run into a corner store to grab a candy bar because they know that their legs can last that long without, the cashier wouldn’t know.
Or someone with “mild” scoliosis walking upright through their shoulder leans slightly to the left. Maybe they just have bad posture. The lady in the next isle thinks to herself.
The person with EDS or POTS or whatever sort of condition wearing compression gloves out and about. Perhaps it’s a fashion statement?
Or what about the people with intestinal issues? They can look like “normal people” too.
You never know what someone is going through.
You never know what they might need to survive or if they’re on the edge of a flare up or even if they are currently going through one just by one look.
I think both disabled and non disabled need to realize this. You’re not “no longer disabled” because you can “live without” disability aids. They’re there to help you. To make your life easier. If living without a cane is going to make it more likely you’ll fall over and hurt yourself, use the cane.
If you need to sit down to do dishes or cut vegetables because you need to save your legs for taking out the trash, sit down.
If you need a shower chair because you don’t know if you’ll pass out, use the shower chair.
People are going to judge you regardless for multiple reasons out of your control.
I’d rather they judge you while you’re being safe.
In many cultures, ethnic groups, and nations around the world, hair is considered a source of power and prestige. African people brought these traditions and beliefs to the Americas and passed them down through the generations.
In my mother’s family (Black Americans from rural South Carolina) the women don’t cut their hair off unless absolutely necessary (i.e damage or routine trimming). Long hair is considered a symbol of beauty and power; my mother often told me that our hair holds our strength and power. Though my mother’s family has been American born for several generations, it is fascinating to see the beliefs and traditions of our African ancestors passed down. We are emotionally and spiritually attached to our hair, cutting it only with the knowledge that we are starting completely clean and removing stagnant energy.
Couple this with the forced removal and covering of our hair from the times of slavery and onward, and you can see why so many Black women and men alike take such pride and care in their natural hair and love to adorn our heads with wigs, weaves, braids, twists, accessories, and sharp designs.
Hair is not just hair in African diaspora cultures, and this is why the appropriation and stigma surrounding our hair is so harmful.
A little advice from someone studying extremist groups: if you’re in a social media environment where the daily ubiquitous message is that you have no hope of any kind of future and you can’t possibly achieve anything without a violent overthrow of society, you’re being radicalized, and not in the good way.
If the solution to your problems sounds like “we need a blank slate” it’s a lie. There are no blank slates, and the closest approximation people can generally imagine is “burn it all down and let God/fate/history sort it out”.
That’s not problem solving. It’s barely catharsis, in practice. It doesn’t just create more problems than it solves, it destroys more solutions than it creates.
Put the apocalypse down, and back away slowly.
Real solutions to complex, systemic problems are not so easily reduced to “us good, them evil; kill them.”
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Voting as Fire Extinguisher
When the haunted house catches fire: a moment of indecision.
The house was, after all, built on bones, and blood, and bad intentions.
Everyone who enters the house feels that overwhelming dread, the evil that perhaps only fire can purge.
*Trying to make small talk at a bar.* Barnacles are more closely related to butterflies and crabs than they are clams and snails. Kinda fucked up, right? Yeah, they have antennae and everything. I always thought they were mollusks as a kid but they’re not. They’re weird little freaks. They’re arthropods and crustaceans at that. If you ever see barnacles growing on a lobster or a crab, it’s like their lame cousin is hitching a ride with them. I’m scared of barnacles in the cosmic horror way Sherlock Holmes pretended to be worried about bivalves in The Dying Detective. Are you more of a mollusk guy or a crustacean guy? I love them both, can’t pick a side. Do you like Sherlock Holmes?
Would you like another drink? I’ll pay. Bartender, a gin and tonic with extra tonic for me and whatever my friend wants. I need the quinine. My leg is cramping. In 1911, my great great grandfather went to the drugstore to get quinine as a prophylactic because malaria was still a huge problem in the swamps of North Carolina at that time. The pharmacist accidentally gave him liquid morphine so he mixed himself a gin and tonic with morphine instead of quinine and he died. Actually, I think my great great grandmother might have killed him. Women could do that if they wanted in those days. If I had a wife, I wouldn’t mind if she killed me a little. What did you order? Good choice! I like you, you’re fun.
i thought “car sead headrest” was like, a joke, y'know like “man door hand hook car door” or whatever,,, apparently that’s the name of a band? and their music fucks?
i would like to amend my statement, apparently my partner’s sent me a screenshot from spotify with the band name so i just forgot that they’re a band i guess
I did say this though, i guess my associations with the name are still the same lmao
I MADE A FUCKING TYPO IN POST 1 I AM THROWING MYSELF INTO THE SUN
I MEAN THE FUCKING HUMILIATION I Onl y realized this on post 3 like
oh my fucking god.,
nah that’s never happening to me, sorry to disappoint
Stop-motion is an animation technique in which objects are physically manipulated in small increments. By capturing 24 frames per second, the object comes to life
The movement of each character, the speed at which they move, and lighting are all taken into account. Everything is crafted and captured manually, frame by frame. By doing everything manually, the handmade nature of this series exudes warmth filled with the unique charm only stop-motion can provide.
As the process requires extreme precision, each animator can only create up to 4 to 5 seconds of footage a day. Approximately 86,000 individual images were required to create this series.
OHMY GOD SO I JUAT PLAYED AKINATOR AND TRIED TO MAKE HIM GUESS HIMSELF BUT HE KEPT ASKING IF THE PERSON I WAS THINKING OF WAS GAY AND HAD A BOYFRIEND AND I JUST KEPT PRESSING YES AND THEN
yeah you’re “punk” but are you normal about deformed people?
btw this includes people without eyes or noses. can you talk about these people without making jokes about them? can you see them in public without making a spectacle of their existence? do you consider their existence ‘gore’?
I really did go through a phase where I thought I had to curate everything to fit a certain image aesthetic vibe etc……. Whenever I’d like something outside of the scope I set for myself I’d be confused because how does that fit into my lore?? But like it just does. My vibe is that I like what I like. My aesthetic is that I’m a girl who’s ever growing ever evolving ever changing. Not everything has to be cohesive or to make sense I really don’t understand why this is a big deal in my brain
It is inherently fun and sexy to say statements that swap the traditional genders of pronouns and terms mid-statement, such as: “I’m going to make him my wife” “She’s my boyfriend” “Who says a guy can’t be a pretty princess?” “That girl’s the coolest dude I’ve ever met” “She’s a madman who has to be stopped” “It’s not his fault he’s a material girl” Gender is a set of watercolors and the prettiest shades come from mixing the paints together.
“The pen is mightier than the sword.” Bullshit. Never have I seen someone get killed by a pen, but I have seen people get decapitated by the sword. Also, when you say “The pen is” you’re spelling out “the penis” so you lose twice!
But you cant write lesbian furry transfem smut with a sword can you??
Smut will not win you a duel.
Have you ever tried? What about if youre in a duel against the wizard who is really weak to smut?
If they’re weak to smut, they’re even weaker to a sword.
How about his sister: The wizard who is really weak to smut and resists sharp objects???
Why are none of you understanding. This argument is taking place in a duel. One person has a sword, the other person has a pen. That’s it.
today was single handedly the best day of my life. i caught a cop stealing from the store i work at
literally watched him slide a candy bar into his sleeve and i literally felt like i was on top of the world. i felt like i could throw a car over my head. he walked around the store for a bit after that looking to see if we have any locally made pickles and then when he couldnt find any he was about to leave and im like ^__^ have a good night, are you going to pay for the candy bar you stole :3? and then i got to watch a grown ass pig shyly walk up to the counter to pay kinda just awkwardly laughing about it and was like “whoops forgot about it haha….” and then left without another word. this opportunity will never happen ever again. being able to tell a cop that he needs to pay for a candy bar he attempted to steal makes me feel incredibly powerful
so if you google “__ puns” you mostly get a bunch of AI websites as the top results, and i am kind of fascinated by them, because they read exactly like the kind of jokes little kids tell when they have recently learned about the concept of Humour but they’re too young to understand why things are funny:
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