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I think Harris is an interesting Democratic nominee to beat Trump, and I think the Democratic Party played a smart move by letting Biden take the hit of the GOP's initial attack campaign. Now, the Democrats can use the same old age and whatever else they were attacking Biden for on Trump. Additionally, if people were on the fence about Biden, Harris could possibly resolve the issues they were hesitant on. Plus, look at these contrasts:

• Trump has raped women. Harris is a woman.
• Trump is anti-choice man. Harris is a pro-choice woman.
• Trump is a felon. Harris is a prosecutor.
• Trump is a racist. Harris is a person of color.
• Trump paints himself orange. Harris has a natural skin tone.
• Trump is old and has been running a campaign against old age. Harris isn't even 60 yet.
• Trump fucks up everything he touches. Harris was an effective Attorney General.

I think her nomination makes the election really about hypocrisy vs congruence.

Just use a condom, or get ready to take 100mg of doxycycline twice/day for 7 days 👌

Also, wouldn't the body just be considered allergic to that substance, rather than saying it is confusing the substance for something similar it is allergic to?

Same!

https://lemmy.autism.place/post/116186

I went to DC early this year. I had heard that people in DC had repelling characteristics, but I assumed it was exaggerated in quantity and intensity. Nope! Not to me. It was soooo in my face. During the week I was there visiting an old friend, the locals I would meet would name drop famous people they're associated with and brag about their professional achievements within minutes. People didn't really care for art, philosophy, artistic hobbies, likes/dislikes, enjoyable experiences, etc. for their sake only. Things really led back to status through social association or vocational achievement. I acknowledge that maybe it was the specific people I was interacting with that were this way, so I understand it was a unique experience that wasn't representative of the local interpersonal culture.

Still, I had never thought I would miss Florida for its people, but I did. I came back and was soooo happy to hear people just talk about their regular lives without exaggerating anything while being happy with what they have, are working on, or have planned. There was no evident drive to imply one's status to the extreme that I saw in DC. The culture shock was definitely real for me.

My most recent ex and her family. She was pushing for marriage toward the end of the relationship but I was getting sick of her crises of the week and her horrible family. I eventually saw a therapist that helped me realize that my ex was abusive, so I ended it with her and went no contact. I then went on a 6-month dive into learning about narcissists and abusive relationships. Once I learned that, I started noticing all of the fucked up shit she and her family did. They were seriously legit psychopaths. They were so bad that if they came out in a documentary about psychopaths, I would feel validated. I would think, "Yep, the world makes sense."

Looking back, the way her two brothers-in-law behaved made so much sense. One was was a complete anxious wreck. I never saw him last more than 15 mins in any social gathering with the family, even leaving his own wife's birthday party at his house once her family arrived. He also didn't allow anyone to be physically behind him, was typically alone even in social events, and always carried a gun. The few times my ex and I offered to help him with something, he was quite suspicious and declined. I was never able to meet up with him one-on-one no matter how many times I tried to reach out to him over a period of about 6 months. I'm almost certain that the sisters did not want that to happen, so they sabotaged any chances.

The other brother-in-law was clearly disassociated from reality. You could tell by looking at him that he seemed to not be mentally there. It was like he was somewhere else in his mind. His eyes wouldn't focus on objects, he would not have emotional reactions to things, and had a fake smile on no matter the situational discomfort. Think of people yelling at each other, a horror movie playing at full volume, and something burning in the kitchen, yet this dude is calm and smiling like everything was great. It was odd. Towards the end, he was dropping hints at me like, "I have never seen [your ex] care about how her behaviors affect men," and told me that, "To survive in this family, you need to understand the Stockdale Paradox." Btw, the Stockdale Paradox was a mental approach that an American POW in Vietnam used to survive imprisonment while others died. He would also send me songs that were quite depressing, almost as if they were a call for help. I remember thinking that he was trying to tell me he was in pain through songs but couldn't directly tell me for fear of his wife (my ex's sister) finding out.

In retrospect, both brothers-in-law were prisoners. The anxious one was in permanent fight-or-flight mode, while the other one was implicitly telling me the hell he was in. I think about the latter from time to time. He was a good guy surrounded by psychopaths. Imagine the hell someone is living if they need to engage in POW tactics to survive their spouse and her family. It would not surprise me in anyway if I found out that guy killed himself one day.

I learned the real meaning of "don't stick your dick in crazy". It's not that they will get obsessed, stalk you on social media, demand attention, or break your heart. It's that your judgment will be clouded and that will prevent you from protecting yourself, ultimately seriously ruining your life. Those two men are stuck without a way out. However, let's say that if by some miracle either of them escape, they will never fully recover. The emotional injuries they have suffered have caused permanent damage.

tl;dr: the bullet I dodged was imprisonment with a family of legit psychopaths.

Do you plan on ever going back to Ukraine?

In general, a stupid question is a question is one that allows a group to shame whomever asked it, often for wasting most people's time and mental energy either by distracting the group or for asking something that was just explicitly answered. For example, if someone asked, "What does this community have to do with stupid questions?" as a response to my comment. That's an example of asking something that was answered. Another stupid question in response to this comment could be, "Whhy do men have nipples?" It would be distracting because it is irrelevant to the topic at hand.

Thus, I think the way it is used in this community, "no stupid questions" means that no question will be considered stupid. In other words, users are to feel free to ask anything without fear of being ridiculed for asking it as long as it was in good faith. Moderators will be especially vigilant for anyone shaming an OP for asking a question. Users that subscribe to this community will be extra accepting of all questions.

lol, how funny! Im happy you enjoyed it ♥️

Nice try, FBI/CIA

is that good or bad?

Shut the fuck up Donny! V.I. Lenin. Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov!

Seriously. Hulk Hogan spoke at the RNC thing tonight. Idiocracy is real. It's happening.

What's the meaning behind it?

While we're on the subject, I like Katt Williams' implied perspective on presidents. We just keep jumping from president to president without ever working on ourselves. Maybe we need some time without a president so we can take some inward perspective and make adjustments before taking on another president.

I think the majority of users here find this post odd because of the level of regret over this specific missed opportunity. Most people would not make a post asking for advice on how to move beyond regret unless the intensity and duration of regret were seemingly insurmountable. Those that do would likely do so if they were being tormented for quite some time over a major life-changing event: missed opportunity for love, career, riches, or fame. This post is seeking advice on how to move beyond regret over the missed opportunity of a video on removing a ring that is stuck because the fingers increased in size (not because of knuckles). It gives the impression that either your life is spectacular because missing an opportunity for a ring removal video is the most regretful experience of your life, or your fascination with ring removal is uniquely extreme. The latter would cause people to wonder what about ring removal could be so rewarding. Since it doesn't have any evident answer, they consider your taste odd.

creepy 😬

I got dengue too. It was during an outbreak in Cuba. The symptoms weren't that bad. Just had to make sure I rested.

Holy shit, that's nuts! How did the rest of the conversation go?

Question: What did you do that resulted in someone saying that to you, OP?