Grew up in Texas. Moved recently, to another state.
The bible, or lack thereof, isn't the issue in Texas schooling. Nor the countrywide issue of gun violence.
This is clear governmental overreach and defies separation of church and state.
Fuck these clowns. Sideways, with a two foot dildo covered in shark skin. Twice, so they don't forget the lesson.
PS: As an anecdote, up to fourth grade I was enrolled at a christian private school. Parents had money at the time, and they were touted to have the best education. I learned more about the dark, nasty, terrible side of life there than I did any other time in school - and I watched a kid get dragged down the hall by his ear by a former marine for smoking crack in the bathroom when I was in public school. I also would have never learned how to play poker or blackjack in a public school, lol.
Oh shit, you just made me realize when I get my first pay check I should really invest in a decent UPS. I had to sell my old one before moving state lines to condense space.
Then, I went to Bozeman, MT for a night before going down to Gardiner, MT to work in Yellowstone.
I was a metal head, heavy drinker, hop in the mosh pit, feel no pain until two days later type at the time.
3 fucking beers tanked me. 3 raspberry heffeveizens at the Montana Aleworks had me stumbling back to my hotel bed hoping I heard my alarm so I could keep this YS job.
I literally drank with metal rock stars before this point in time. Alexi Leiho fucking poured straight liquor into my mouth off the edge of the tour bus (Children of Bodom front man, Lead guitar, died of complications of alcoholism in his 30s). Not endorsing the behavior (in fact, no, alcohol long term fucking sucks) but it happened. Dime and Vinny of Pantera? More than a few times. I wasn't an alcoholic, but I could drink. Youth and stupidity, eh?
So 3 beers? Damn.
I also smoked at the time. Climbed Bunsen peak in Yellowstone with some coworkers. I lit a cigarette, and got about halfway through it before I had to put it out and stop to breathe.
Like, this was your first bong hit and it was a filled 6 foot bong that you took in coughing. You might puke from coughing so hard.
What I'm saying is, altitude is no joke. You can handle your shit? Not coming from sea level of basically nothing, to roughly 1300 feet.
Though, if you're "training" for some sort of drinking contest or something, yeah, drink at a high altitude. I came back from YS, from being a "good drinker" to drinking hardened alcoholics under the table and feeling only the slightest bit tipsy. Altitude training, bitches.
Note: I can not speak for how altitude training would affect tolerance when it comes to health complications. I have no math, studies, or anecdotal evidence to suggest that alcohol poisoning (or death thereof) would be positively changed by high altitude training.
I've run into probably half a dozen applications that request a reboot before installation, even if you just rebooted and the launcher was the first thing you ran.
Usually older and very niche software. Business shit from the AS400 era, medical applications (including modern), not generally your standard stuff most people are installing.
I work in IT, if I'm on a call or actively working a ticket that I can finish and just ran out of time? I'll stay, happily, and finish it.
I'll help cover vacations, and if I like the company, other people calling in to an extent.
The longest stretch I worked was when I was much younger (and dumber). Retail, before the holidays. There were a variety of contributing factors at work, but in the end I worked 22 days in a row, most often 12+ hours a day. The OT pay was nice, don't get me wrong, but I quickly learned that my time and well being are worth more than most employers can offer, even with OT adjustments.
I slept over 24 hours straight, and my body hurt ALL over for two weeks. That was with a wonderful girlfriend at the time who knew her way around a massage, and was happy to do so when asked - and I needed it then, lol.
I don't speak French, nor have I ever wanted to learn.
The French got a lot of shit after WW2, but that was a long time ago.
That being said, the French sure knew how to throw a revolution. More recent events over there involved less guillotines, but they still gathered as a people to make themselves heard.
I rocked long hair from grade school to my mid 20s.
Then, a lady friend (platonic) sat me down and had a talk with me.
The thinning, now seemingly always greasy, strands of hair was not a good look. Like, don't visit a playground or I would be arrested on site lol.
So, being a metal head there are two main options, or at least were at the time. Long hair. Or take bare clippers to it.
So, I did.
That first winter fucking suuuucked. Still to this day, I tend to rock a hoody in cold weather, and toss my hood up to cover my head for warmth when outdoors.
Sometimes I let it grow out for about a month before taking clippers to it again, out of sheer laziness. A month of growth, from shaved, isn't much in the way of hair, but temperature wise it is very noticeable.
I would posit that it could be based on something else entirely, a civic or moral obligation a person feels to abide by the spirit of the law to help protect fellow people, even if they would not be punished or could some how gain something - in this case, a finite resource - time, for violating the law.
Grew up in Texas. Moved recently, to another state.
The bible, or lack thereof, isn't the issue in Texas schooling. Nor the countrywide issue of gun violence.
This is clear governmental overreach and defies separation of church and state.
Fuck these clowns. Sideways, with a two foot dildo covered in shark skin. Twice, so they don't forget the lesson.
PS: As an anecdote, up to fourth grade I was enrolled at a christian private school. Parents had money at the time, and they were touted to have the best education. I learned more about the dark, nasty, terrible side of life there than I did any other time in school - and I watched a kid get dragged down the hall by his ear by a former marine for smoking crack in the bathroom when I was in public school. I also would have never learned how to play poker or blackjack in a public school, lol.