Which is weird, because with Lemmy’s small community, all it took was a glance at the username for me to go, “Oh, I know SatansMaggotyCumFart, they’re cool. Which means that comment was definitely sarcasm.”

I work with kids, including a bright little boy who told me that “Why?” is his favorite question. I explicitly tell him that I hope he never stops asking it. His questions challenge the depths of my knowledge and compel me to look up questions I never thought of before. I love it.

I call him my “little scientist.” He’s only 4 and he teaches my coworkers new things all the time. I feel so lucky to get to work with a little knowledge-sponge that’s as curious as I am!

Y’all are still shopping at these places? It’s been over a year since I last went to HD (just before I found out about their pro-Trump donations) and even longer since I shopped from Target or Amazon. Fuck all three of them.

I don’t have anything crucial to respond with, but I like hearing what you have to say. Feel free to go on and on if you feel so inclined!

I love to make a positive impression on the world. I love to empower children, give comfort to those around me, to volunteer my energy and talents for a greater good.

But in the back of my mind, sometimes there’s a little voice that reminds me, “Whatever good you put into the world, your mom can vicariously claim to have created. This will never not be true, because she is responsible for your existence.”

And I hate it. I learned what not to be by observing her. I learned how hypocrites are able to function, how some people are able to override reality with their “feelings,” and how manipulators manage to get their way. Credit goes where it’s due, for sure, but she really shouldn’t be proud of the things she taught me. I became who I am in spite of her, not because of her.

I will always accept more hope. These are really strong points.

There are probably numerous similar bands of scorned professionals working together after being burned by Trump.

I came to the same conclusion. I know how my mom reacts to news she doesn’t like - she defaults to denial. My memory has always been stronger than hers, so there’s no shortage of incidents that I remember, that she has long forgotten. (The tree remembers what the axe forgot, after all.) If I were to attempt to bring things up, she’d deny such things ever happened. Instead of me having catharsis and her having self-recognition, I’d be put in a defensive position and she’d say I’m exaggerating or making things up. Which is to say, attempting to have a serious talk with her always makes me feel worse.

Thankfully, I have siblings, and they remember what our childhood was like. We have all given up on trying to get our mom to see the light. Instead, we have a secret group chat where we can vent as needed.

Thank you! I’m still not ready to hope for things, but this is fantastic news!

This is why I love Lemmy. There’s a recognition that we’re all imperfect beings stuck in this crazy thing called “life” together. It only makes sense to support each other.

my existence is technically “illegal” lol

Small community Lemmy, you’re one of those commenters that I feel like I kinda know (even though I totally don’t. But I seem to upvote you a lot, so you’re recognizable in a good way.) I just want to say, I think this is a really cool fact about you. It’s like you were born a badass.

The only things that could make it cooler would be if you were born with your middle fingers raised, or your first words were, “Fuck the system” (in any language.)

There are tons of people who both “voted for this” and are not doing okay.

They did the fucking around. Now they’re finding out. (Or not. In which case they’re still suffering, they’re just too brainwashed and/or ignorant to appropriately assign blame.)

Which means that in a way, you’re both right. But whatmeworry’s point that this will take time can’t be understated. It’s frustrating how many people are complaining about the speed of this all, as if similar events in the past didn’t take years to resolve. It’s exhausting to be suffering under fascists, attempting to foster local community (in a strongly “individualist” society) in order to have strength against said fascists (especially as someone with social anxiety), and then coming online to read the opinions of ignorant outsiders bitching that we haven’t yet overthrown a billionaire-driven, military-backed, surveillance-owning government that possesses a band of legal kidnappers.

I mean, hot damn, just because it takes minutes to read a synopsis about historical revolutions doesn’t mean those revolutions occurred within minutes.

This is the best news I’ve heard all weekend. Do you have any sources you can share?

My girlfriend and I just toasted yesterday to Mamdani’s win and Cheney’s loss. With shit getting worse by the day, it’s been a long time since we’ve had anything to look forward to.

That’s not “running the government like a business.”

This is Trump’s administration. Which not only means “don’t give money away,” but also that they have to bankrupt it before discarding it.

Like money-vampires, draining the company country until it’s no more than a poverty-stricken husk.

These monsters will do and say anything to uphold that goal.

a pedophile and human trafficker. And a rapist. And suffering from dementia. And a felon. And wears makeup.

One of these things is not like the others.

Minutes ago, I was hoping to get laid by the new person I’m texting. However, it’s past 9pm on a Friday and they went to sleep. Totally understandable, I think.

Now, I’m laughing at an obscure history reference that I just learned through a community called “Really Shitty Copper,” and my nerd-brain is telling me, “This is better anyway.”

Meanwhile, some distant voice in the back of my head is yelling, “Dooooork!”

… Being in your 30s is fucking weird.

Instructions unclear. Now stuck on a cosmic journey.

Well, they did show up at her door and asked to help her “come to Jesus.”

The first time I had Chipotle, I was blown away by the amount of food I got. At the time, my brother and I had a philosophy of, “You’re not full until you feel fat.” Yet the first burritos we got from Chipotle, we couldn’t even finish them - they were huge! I was astounded that for the price, we got so much.

Nowadays, it’s nothing like that. The burritos are still good, sure, but it’s sad to think about what a deal it used to be compared to what it’s become today.

Thank you for the clarification. I agree 100%!

Not once have people channeled negative emotions into action or art. It’s impossible.

Except, no? Art is about expressing one’s self. There’s tons of art out there inspired by negative emotions. Anger-fueled protest songs, Emily Dickinson’s poems about death, countless paintings created to express a people’s or an individual’s plight, the list goes on.

Being positive is definitely better for one’s health, but to say negative emotions have never and could never be used to create art is absurd.

Edit: Or was your comment sarcasm? I truly cannot tell anymore.