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  • First off, a kid doesn’t become gay. They are or they aren’t, maybe in between. (I know you know this.) I was in the single digits when I got chubbies from Wonder Woman comics, especially where she’s tied up (😮). I knew where I stood. Nothing has changed in the last 5 decades.

    Yes, I would be worried if I thought my son was gay (he isn’t). The extra hassle, the ass beatings, fewer partners to choose from, the bigotry, yikes, thankful he won’t live that hell. It’s got way better since I was a kid in the 70s/80s, but we got miles to go.

    I am worried he’ll become an abuser/harasser. He’s only 10, and I only get him a few times a year, but talking to him about such things when he starts puberty is top of mind. He’s an angry little fucker, thinks I screwed him and his sister over. (Long story, mom lies unabashedly.)

    I am worried that this post comes off “if not gay = harasser”. I know you don’t mean it like that! But this is the sort of thing young cis men feel attacked over. Can you see a 14-yo cis kid reading this and thinking, “Well fuck me. I’m straight so they’re saying I’m evil.” And off to the alt-right pipeline they go for validation.

    Hard to talk about dancing around young cis men’s feelings when they have all the privilege in the world. Been there, done that, got the privilege. But we must be cautious not to turn them against us, include them.

    Am drunk. Any of that make sense?









  • Hah! Those horn phones were rare in antique stores when I was a child. :)

    I remember my parents telling me we didn’t own the phone (pictured) in their bedroom. Turns out it was rented from AT&T. Young me was shocked at the notion. “But it’s in our house!”

    At some point we upgraded to a push button version, of our own. Don’t think AT&T wanted the old one back. Got one out of the trash, sitting here now, wife wants me to toss it. “No! That and mom’s cursive typewriter stay!”


  • The opening weeks of Star Wars, fans lined up around the block, many seeing it again and again and again. Some had seen it dozens of times. I was shocked.

    Sister took me when I was 6. All I remember was eating lunch in the breakfast room, parents asking, “WELL? How was it?!” “OK I guess.” LOL, was not impressed in the moment, turned into a fairly rabid fan for a couple of decades.

    NYC blackout was a couple of months later. Not that I had a clue what was happening, but it was all over the news. My Silent Gen parents shielded me from their racism best they could, but I remember mom commenting on the rioting, “Oh, those BUH-LACKS!”



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    I’m not mad, just saying that other people think much of this is silly at best. You just have to frame me as angry to have any sort of rebuttal.

    And no, not a soul has asked me to call them any pronoun. I go with what seems to make sense and would be happy to be corrected. But I would still refuse the bullshit pronouns in the pic I posted.

    How would you say “ey/em” can go fuck themselves?








  • That’s thinking too big, too fast.

    Don’t over-complicate it. Just start.

    You don’t need loads of capital to get rolling. There’s a kid and his sister that walk the neighborhood knocking doors and mowing lawns. They seem to be doing well and the boy is especially persistent. Too broke, but I paid him one time just because I was impressed with his gumption.

    My wife makes a couple of hundred a week picking up crap on the side of the road and shopping FB Marketplace. Sells it at the flea market most Sundays. She hardly works at that at all.


  • I was hard up in the 90s, couldn’t land a job, refused to work in food again. Had a newspaper route so I posted flyers in the trailer parks I visited. “Yard mowed $10” Got loads of responses.

    All I had was an old passenger car and a borrowed lawn mower. Didn’t even have a phone number, had to give them mom’s and check in on payphones. First day a lady asked if I could edge. Mom: “You don’t have an edger.” “Tell her I can do it, I’ll have one after I get paid on this job.”

    Got tons of referrals after I started rolling. Could have turned it into a serious business if I hadn’t been whiskey drunk that whole decade.

    My wife’s ex-husband is the biggest lumber customer at the local Lowe’s. He started a fence company a couple of years ago, doing the work himself and her helping, at 71. He’s quite well off now.

    Wife wants to start a child care in the Philippines. She’s got a bachelor’s in early childhood education and was already successful the first time around. We’re talking about running it from America. She thinks a couple of thousand will easily get it off the ground.

    Point being, there’s so much opportunity out there.

    Don’t over-complicate it. Just start.