82.4°f is pretty decent weather. Unlivable is more like 100°f+, hence the "100% hot" scale. Nice weather would be 75°f, which makes sense when you think of it in terms of the "0-100% hot" scale.
I agree that other things like distance, volume, etc are better in metric. I really wish the US would just standardize metric UOM in general. But I do think fahrenheit is better for temperature.
Yes, many of us agree that Christianity is also not a model religion (if there even is such a thing). Not sure what the point is in bringing that up in a discussion about an Iranian teen being murdered for not wearing a hijab.
One of my top 5 personal rules is that I never look at what time it is if the amount of sleep I'm getting is part of the equation. I set my alarm for whatever time I must be awake, and otherwise, I wanna be left alone. Ignorance is bliss.
I agree that the older American generations had this whole thing where they said the US is the greatest country in the world, but as an American millenial, I certainly don't feel that way. And I haven't met too many Americans in my generation or younger that genuinely feel that way (granted, maybe this is cause I don't have any MAGA friends). Those of us that don't follow the train wreck that is Trump are very aware of our country's deep flaws and corruptions, and like virtually every other country that has corruption, there's little the people can do. I vote, and I encourage others to vote, but not a whole lot I can do about the rich driving this country into the ground.
I can tell you just naturally dislike Americans and think we're all the same, but maybe consider the fact that none of us can control where we were born, and many of us don't have the luxury of just moving out of the country. So please don't assume that living in the country you were born and raised in automatically means that you are ok with the decisions our overlords are making for us.
What's your trick for getting out of sleep paralysis? It doesn't happen to me as often as it used to, and fortunately I've never seen anything during those episodes (only heard things like people talking or music playing), but it'd be good to keep a trick in my back pocket for next time. It's certainly not a comfortable feeling.
When I was in my early twenties, I lived with my brothers in my oldest brother's house. It was a new construction home in a fairly ritzy suburb of a large city in the US.
During this time, I was attending college and working part time at Gamestop. One of my brothers was working at Chipotle at the time, so there were some afternoons that we'd both have off and we'd be chillin at the house together. One afternoon while my oldest brother and his wife were at work, my brother and I were in the living room playing Diablo 3. All of the sudden I hear this weird old song playing from the loft and I instantly whipped my head around towards the loft, trying to figure out what tf it was. It wasn't a song or a tune I've ever heard in my life before. The thing is, my brother whipped his heads towards the loft the exact second I did because he heard it too. We looked at each other for a second, and decided to investigate. Everything in the upstairs area was ours, too - we moved in right when my oldest brother and his wife bought the house, and they left that whole area for us. We both knew we didn't own anything that could've played the little song we heard. Haven't heard it since.
Not too long afterwards, while i was still living with my brothers in the same house, another incident occurred. I was upstairs in my room, and it was probably around midnight. I had turned off my Xbox and TV, and was just laying in bed on my phone in the dark, when my pup started lightly growling. My dog is pretty smart, friendly, and really perceptive. He doesn't growl at anything unless he perceives a threat. He is always chill and silent throughout the night. But that night, he went from chillin' in bed with me with his head on my chest, to instantly sitting upright, intently staring and growling at a spot on the wall to my right. I didn't think much of it right away, and just tried to calm him down, but he just got more rigid and starting growling a little louder, still stating at the one spot. I sat upright, turned on my lamp, and looked around the wall to see if I saw a bug or a small critter, but there was nothing. He suddenly starts darting his eyes around that same wall as if he was following something that was moving quickly. All of the sudden, he whips his head and darts his eyes to a spot maybe 5 ft above my head. I look immediately above me, and see nothing at all. I felt an insane feeling of dread, grabbed my dog and ran to my brothers room across the hall, and asked if I could spend the night with him. I was way too fucking scared to go back to my room that night. Nothing like that ever happened again.
Not sure what either of those, and things like that don't normally happen to me. Which is probably why it's so scary to me. I don't think I believe in ghosts or demons or anything like that, but idk what to think of these instances. Could've been nothing, or could've been something I can't see/perceive. The thought of the latter scares me.
Ah, this one hits close to home. Except for my insane mushroom trip, I didn't think I was dying. I had something in my head telling me to kill myself - over and over again. I'm not normally suicidal. I mean, I've certainly had thoughts during particularly dark moments of my life, but never to the point of seriously considering it, i.e. making plans. But shit, I cannot explain the pure, raw despair and hopelessness I felt for idk how long. I am 100% certain that if I had been tripping alone, I would have done it. Fortunately, I was with my 2 older brothers and my now-husband, and ultimately what kinda "brought me back" was one of my brothers having a meltdown of his own. Kinda put me in care taker mode, and helped me get out of the woods. I've taken mushrooms since, but I insist on microdosing and never being alone, and only with people i truly trust. I'm terrified of letting that part of my brain take over again.
I'm fluently bilingual in English and Spanish, and I grew up going to a Spanish speaking Presbyterian church. The kids in my high school taught me that "pan" (the spanish word for "bread") was slang for "pussy", so everytime my grandpa (the pastor) recited the Lord's prayer, I always had a huge smile on my face thinking about him asking God to give us our daily allowance of pussy.
Thank you for sharing your perspective. I hadn't thought about it like that, but I think you've got a point. When horrible people are leading a country, both horrible people and people that maybe don't know any better will come out of the woodwork to support them and carry out their demands. That's no reason to condemn an entire country, but every reason to condemn that leader. Blanket statements can very rarely be applied to a large group of people.
82.4°f is pretty decent weather. Unlivable is more like 100°f+, hence the "100% hot" scale. Nice weather would be 75°f, which makes sense when you think of it in terms of the "0-100% hot" scale.
I agree that other things like distance, volume, etc are better in metric. I really wish the US would just standardize metric UOM in general. But I do think fahrenheit is better for temperature.