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Books for sale! Hardcover and paperback. $4-$6 each. Will deliver!
2023.06.04 18:30 SteveAndChalamet Books for sale! Hardcover and paperback. $4-$6 each. Will deliver!
Hi! We are raising money for our very sick cat so I'm trying to sell some of my books to the good people of Astoria. (We also have a GoFundMe for him here if anyone is so inclined.)
Delivery or pickup! I'm thinking $6 for each of the hardcovers and $4 for the paperbacks. Happy to give a 20% discount to anyone who buys more than 5, and willing to go even higher for people who buy more than that.
HARDCOVERS
I can legit deliver these books to you and will take cash or Venmo. No idea if this will work but willing to do anything for our boy! Please reach out if anything catches your eye.
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Delivery or pickup! I'm thinking $6 for each of the hardcovers and $4 for the paperbacks. Happy to give a 20% discount to anyone who buys more than 5, and willing to go even higher for people who buy more than that.
HARDCOVERS
- Hunger by Roxane Gay
- Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin
- You've Been Played by Adrian Hon
- Can't Even: How Millennials Became the Burnout Generation by Anne Helen Petersen
- The Memory Police by Yoko Ogawa
- This Is Your Mind on Plants by Michael Pollan
- Intimacies by Katie Kitamura
- Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls by David Sedaris
- All the Rage: Mothers, Fathers, and the Myth of Equal Partnership by Darcy Lockman
- We Were Eight Years in Power by Ta-Nehisi Coates
- Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates
- Endless Forms: The Secret World of Wasps by Seirian Summer
- A Man Without a Country by Kurt Vonnegut
- Food Rules by Michael Pollan
- The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
- Too Loud a Solitude by Bohumil Hrabal
- American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis
- The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan
- The Power of Habit by Charles Duhigg
- Half of a Yellow Sun by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
- The Plague by Albert Camus
- The Inner Level: How More Equal Societies Reduce Stress, Restore Sanity and Improve Everyone's Well-Being by Richard Wilkinson and Kate Pickett
- Hysterical: Why We Need to Talk About Women, Hormones, and Mental Health by Eleanor Morgan
- The Broom of the System by David Foster Wallace
- The Peacock Feast by Lisa Gornick
- Little Constructions by Anna Burns
- An Indigenous People's History of the United States by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz
- Men Explain Things to Me by Rebecca Solnit
I can legit deliver these books to you and will take cash or Venmo. No idea if this will work but willing to do anything for our boy! Please reach out if anything catches your eye.
2023.06.04 18:02 FLBillWindham A Benefit Ride for Adalei Deaver, a 10 year old girl with Hodgkin Lymphoma.
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2023.06.04 17:37 Sad_Dragonfruit_7305 [listing] Room in luxury LIC Waterfront 2 bedroom apt ($2000/m) Jul 1st
![[listing] Room in luxury LIC Waterfront 2 bedroom apt ($2000/m) Jul 1st](https://b.thumbs.redditmedia.com/Rtsu939Ya92YiWCwiElq3L_ajCGQukKuaz2SiWeyL2E.jpg "[listing] Room in luxury LIC Waterfront 2 bedroom apt ($2000/m) Jul 1st") | Moving into an apartment July 1st and looking for a roommate. submitted by Sad_Dragonfruit_7305 to NYCapartments [link] [comments] About the building: It's a relatively new building, directly across the street from the waterfront park, ferry, and pier. Building has an excellent gym, 2 outdoor terraces, grill space, and club room. (No pool unfortunately). The building has 8 elevators and a service elevator, 24hr doorman, package room, and full service laundry facility. Hunters Point South neighborhood of Long Island Citym 5-10 min walk to the 7 train. Relatively quiet area, except for nice summer days when it can get a bit touristy. About the apt: The apartment is on the 4th floor facing east (no city view) and has a dishwasher and washer dryer in unit. Shared bathroom. Rooms are separated and do not share a wall, so privacy should not be a problem. Small kitchen but it does have an island sink with space for barstools and faces the living room. It also has it's own window. Apt will be unfurnished as I don't have much furniture at the moment. May be able to provide a full size bed/maytres for you if needed. About me: I'm a 28 years old, sex positive, gay man. I work as a tech analyst in forest hills, enjoy gaming, outdoor activities, and cooking for friends. Getting into fitness again and would love a gym buddy. Allergic to pets unfortunately. Sober so I don't drink or smoke, but I don't mind if you do (no smoking inside the apt please although Vaping is fine with me). I do intend to have a guy over every now and then, and I don't mind if you do either. Would prefer a gay man like me as I don't have many gay friends, but am open to anyone as long as you are LGBTQ friendly and we get along. DM me or comment below if your have any questions. Thank you! (P.S. pictures above of apt after the floor plan are of showroom units, not the actual unit) |
2023.06.04 17:28 d33will My Family just put me in the Traeger club. Early Father’s Day gift. Initial fire going down now.
Now my life is complete. God, Family, Grillin
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2023.06.04 17:11 grumpynuts Looking for Books to Gift My Dad Before His Lengthy Incarceration
This is quite personal, but my dad has picked up reading while awaiting sentencing for a crime. He has been reading self help, religious works, and generally books on addiction. Between all these, he’s picked up a few of my favorite books and thoroughly enjoyed them. I thought for his last days of freedom I would gift him a few books to remember fondly and perhaps lighten his mental load before his lengthy incarceration, or to help with the transition he has ahead. I would eventually like to send him suggestions of books that may lend an open minded perspective on things like racial equality, gay marriage, essentially a basic boomer mindset update package. He truly loves reading books that explain controversial topics.
Simply put, any suggestions would be greatly welcomed. We have been reading together and it has been as healing for me as it has been for him. While our relationship will never be the typical father-daughter stereotype, and will soon almost entirely devolve to handwritten letters, this little book club approach has given me some peace before losing my dad to the system, and potentially never seeing him again as he will be well into his 70s with an already serious heart condition in the state penitentiary.
Thanks to anyone with your favorite suggestions. So far we have read Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents (we practically consumed this book, it was complex and painful reading it alongside him, and so utterly worth it) and followed that with Mere Christianity (he is Christian, I am Atheist, but I suggested this book as I read it as a teen and had nice memories of it). Most recently I talked him into Good Omens which he said had him laughing hysterically at the laundromat.
So far, his gift will include:
Illusions by Richard Bach Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
I have not read these but saw them on a must-read list here which was so exciting and that gave me the idea to post. I don’t really post or know much about Reddit and hope I didn’t do this wrong!
Cheers and hugs to all
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Simply put, any suggestions would be greatly welcomed. We have been reading together and it has been as healing for me as it has been for him. While our relationship will never be the typical father-daughter stereotype, and will soon almost entirely devolve to handwritten letters, this little book club approach has given me some peace before losing my dad to the system, and potentially never seeing him again as he will be well into his 70s with an already serious heart condition in the state penitentiary.
Thanks to anyone with your favorite suggestions. So far we have read Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents (we practically consumed this book, it was complex and painful reading it alongside him, and so utterly worth it) and followed that with Mere Christianity (he is Christian, I am Atheist, but I suggested this book as I read it as a teen and had nice memories of it). Most recently I talked him into Good Omens which he said had him laughing hysterically at the laundromat.
So far, his gift will include:
Illusions by Richard Bach Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
I have not read these but saw them on a must-read list here which was so exciting and that gave me the idea to post. I don’t really post or know much about Reddit and hope I didn’t do this wrong!
Cheers and hugs to all
2023.06.04 17:02 Trialman AITA for on-the-clock WooHoo?
I’m a YA male who lives in Brindleton Bay with my close friend/potential WooHoo partner (The Watcher apparently is uncertain on where to take us), and her dad.
Since I haven’t had much to do without Watcher intervention, I eventually decided to take up a job at a clothing optional spa in Oasis Springs, handling a massage chair. It’s not a bad gig, even with that odd club of painters across the road who visit quite often.
On the subject of said painting club, things got quite bonkers during one of their visits. One of their members is a werewolf, and he was in his rage state at the time, and started to break the plumbing. I tried to read a book to distract me, when Father Winter suddenly showed up for a pedicure. I try to keep myself professional, even under the odd conditions of working in a clothing optional facility, and as such, was quick to oblige. At this time, a YA man with white hair and a large bald spot was watching, which was very weird, but I kept my composure and finished the job for Father Winter.
Afterwards, the white haired man introduced himself to me, let’s just call him Jim. He wasn’t much to look at, yet somehow, he managed to get me going, he was probably in a flirty mood. He was apparently the leader of the painting club, and I get the feeling he had purchased club benefits to make seductive easier. Eventually, he convinced me to WooHoo in the sauna with him.
After the action was done, Jim mentioned he had done enough to get the next emotion club benefit, so maybe WooHooing with everyone was a club activity. Either way, at this point, Father Winter came in and yelled at Jim for cheating, they were apparently married and one of them had an alien baby they were working to raise. Since they were preoccupied with each other, I headed back to my station, where the lady who lives next to the spa was waiting for service. I apologised for keeping her waiting, making up a quick excuse about another customer, and got back to work, trying to ignore the sounds of fighting from Jim and Father Winter, and the running water from the werewolf ruining the plumbing for the fourth time this week.
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Since I haven’t had much to do without Watcher intervention, I eventually decided to take up a job at a clothing optional spa in Oasis Springs, handling a massage chair. It’s not a bad gig, even with that odd club of painters across the road who visit quite often.
On the subject of said painting club, things got quite bonkers during one of their visits. One of their members is a werewolf, and he was in his rage state at the time, and started to break the plumbing. I tried to read a book to distract me, when Father Winter suddenly showed up for a pedicure. I try to keep myself professional, even under the odd conditions of working in a clothing optional facility, and as such, was quick to oblige. At this time, a YA man with white hair and a large bald spot was watching, which was very weird, but I kept my composure and finished the job for Father Winter.
Afterwards, the white haired man introduced himself to me, let’s just call him Jim. He wasn’t much to look at, yet somehow, he managed to get me going, he was probably in a flirty mood. He was apparently the leader of the painting club, and I get the feeling he had purchased club benefits to make seductive easier. Eventually, he convinced me to WooHoo in the sauna with him.
After the action was done, Jim mentioned he had done enough to get the next emotion club benefit, so maybe WooHooing with everyone was a club activity. Either way, at this point, Father Winter came in and yelled at Jim for cheating, they were apparently married and one of them had an alien baby they were working to raise. Since they were preoccupied with each other, I headed back to my station, where the lady who lives next to the spa was waiting for service. I apologised for keeping her waiting, making up a quick excuse about another customer, and got back to work, trying to ignore the sounds of fighting from Jim and Father Winter, and the running water from the werewolf ruining the plumbing for the fourth time this week.
2023.06.04 16:57 miserablemeadow nate jacobs isn’t gay, he has sexual orientation ocd
i will die on this hill, i’ve seen a lot of people assume he is closested and struggling with his sexuality. and while i do think he is struggling with his sexuality, he is not gay. he has ocd and it developed from him watching all of his fathers content when he was a child. the idea of being gay completely distresses him and i’ve never seen him show signs of being attracted to men. only actively avoiding situations where he could possibly be seen as gay, even when it wouldn’t be. i’ve never seen anyone else say this but nate Jacobs has sexual orientation ocd and that’s the facts
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2023.06.04 16:44 Playful_Expert6293 My husband is a narcissist.
My marriage is falling apart and I need advice. I know this isn’t really a marriage support group but I’ve seen a lot of women get helpful advice here.
I’ll start off by saying my husband is a narcissist. He has a way of making every situation about what he wants and pretty much refuses to listen or hear anything I’m trying to say. We have 5 children, my oldest is from a previous relationship, so 4 are biologically his. While he’s not directly said he doesn’t treat my oldest the same, he doesn’t. And my oldest is fully aware. The two of them have a very broken relationship and it’s to the point that they can’t even be in the same room. It’s frustrating. My son desperately wants him to be dad but he won’t step up. We’ve been together almost 10 years. My oldest is 12. He’s the only dad he’s known and he treats him awful. Now my oldest is starting to act like a teen and is really resentful towards my husband. The smallest things become arguments and it’s the way my husband talks to him that sparks the arguments. Instead of being nice in how he asks things, he’ll demand it. “Take out the trash now” “get up and put your laundry away now”. He’s very demanding and my son doesn’t respond to that attitude at all. A simple please it all I ask. “Please, take out the trash” simple. I understand there’s mean people in the world, but I try to approach everything and everyone with a positive kind attitude. I want my kids to be the same. Kind.
Our marriage sucks. I’m home with the kids all day every day. I have no friends. My family lives in a different town. He’s in sales, gone all hours. The three youngest kids are home with me, the two oldest go to school. I get up every morning at 5am to get them ready for school. Most days I don’t go to bed until 10. My middle son is autistic and he doesn’t sleep through the night so I’m up with him a lot. I don’t sleep much. I’m tired. Because of this, my husband and I aren’t intimate often. He’s resentful about it. He can’t see my side. So then he’ll just treat me like garbage until I give him sex. Which is usually the last thing on my mind. Sports, clubs, doctor appointments, meals, meal prep, my mind is constantly going. I’m just tried. I’d like maybe some communication. A hug. A kiss. But he just pushes me away and expects me to still want to have sex.
We argue every day. He chooses to spend his free time playing a video game, which he gets angry at and then yells at me and the kids. He’s almost never around them. Honestly, the kids love him because he’s dad but when he’s around, they don’t want anything to do with him. We argued today because I asked him to take some time from the video game to talk to me. He responded with “why, you don’t give me what I want” implying sex.
The straw that broke the camels back so to speak was this morning. My oldest said to me “I don’t like gay people” and my jaw dropped. And it occurred to me, he’s becoming just like his father. And that’s the last thing I want. We have very different views on gay people. I love them, he hates them. He’s one of those “they’re coming for my kids” people. It’s clear my son is absorbing his toxic beliefs and that’s the last thing I want.
It’s toxic at this point. I don’t even think theres anything we can do to save it. I want to leave. I can make it on my own. Obviously it will be hard. I want to move to a city. I don’t drive so I’d love to be in walking distance to stuff.
If you read this far, thank you. I don’t even know what I want here. Just need to vent. How can I move on my own with 5 kids? And without a car? And without driving? It’s like I’m stuck and I’m miserable. This isn’t living.
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I’ll start off by saying my husband is a narcissist. He has a way of making every situation about what he wants and pretty much refuses to listen or hear anything I’m trying to say. We have 5 children, my oldest is from a previous relationship, so 4 are biologically his. While he’s not directly said he doesn’t treat my oldest the same, he doesn’t. And my oldest is fully aware. The two of them have a very broken relationship and it’s to the point that they can’t even be in the same room. It’s frustrating. My son desperately wants him to be dad but he won’t step up. We’ve been together almost 10 years. My oldest is 12. He’s the only dad he’s known and he treats him awful. Now my oldest is starting to act like a teen and is really resentful towards my husband. The smallest things become arguments and it’s the way my husband talks to him that sparks the arguments. Instead of being nice in how he asks things, he’ll demand it. “Take out the trash now” “get up and put your laundry away now”. He’s very demanding and my son doesn’t respond to that attitude at all. A simple please it all I ask. “Please, take out the trash” simple. I understand there’s mean people in the world, but I try to approach everything and everyone with a positive kind attitude. I want my kids to be the same. Kind.
Our marriage sucks. I’m home with the kids all day every day. I have no friends. My family lives in a different town. He’s in sales, gone all hours. The three youngest kids are home with me, the two oldest go to school. I get up every morning at 5am to get them ready for school. Most days I don’t go to bed until 10. My middle son is autistic and he doesn’t sleep through the night so I’m up with him a lot. I don’t sleep much. I’m tired. Because of this, my husband and I aren’t intimate often. He’s resentful about it. He can’t see my side. So then he’ll just treat me like garbage until I give him sex. Which is usually the last thing on my mind. Sports, clubs, doctor appointments, meals, meal prep, my mind is constantly going. I’m just tried. I’d like maybe some communication. A hug. A kiss. But he just pushes me away and expects me to still want to have sex.
We argue every day. He chooses to spend his free time playing a video game, which he gets angry at and then yells at me and the kids. He’s almost never around them. Honestly, the kids love him because he’s dad but when he’s around, they don’t want anything to do with him. We argued today because I asked him to take some time from the video game to talk to me. He responded with “why, you don’t give me what I want” implying sex.
The straw that broke the camels back so to speak was this morning. My oldest said to me “I don’t like gay people” and my jaw dropped. And it occurred to me, he’s becoming just like his father. And that’s the last thing I want. We have very different views on gay people. I love them, he hates them. He’s one of those “they’re coming for my kids” people. It’s clear my son is absorbing his toxic beliefs and that’s the last thing I want.
It’s toxic at this point. I don’t even think theres anything we can do to save it. I want to leave. I can make it on my own. Obviously it will be hard. I want to move to a city. I don’t drive so I’d love to be in walking distance to stuff.
If you read this far, thank you. I don’t even know what I want here. Just need to vent. How can I move on my own with 5 kids? And without a car? And without driving? It’s like I’m stuck and I’m miserable. This isn’t living.
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2023.06.04 16:19 LoveMangaBuddy Read Over The Moon - Chapter 51 - MangaPuma
[Translated by: Mosh Scans]Ha-yoon works as a staff member of a film-making crew during the day and as one of the hosts at a gay club by night. Living a tough life day and night, Ha-yoon’s fate suddenly sees light when one day the very popular movie star Kwon Yi-an gets close to him. Two people between whom love slowly starts to blossom, they spend their pink days enjoying a thrilling secret relat ... Read Over The Moon - Chapter 51 - MangaPuma. Read more at https://mangapuma.com/over-the-moon/chapter-51
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2023.06.04 16:16 Tactical_Gam3r The more I learn about my life the more I think it's a miracle that I'm still alive
I was dealt a really shitty hand in life. Born into a abusive and toxic family with a mother who was a smoker which caused a ton of health issues like spending the first month of my life on a ventilator. A father who was swapped between never being in my life or beating me to a bloody pulp just because he happened to be pissed off and I was unfortunate enough to be in the same room as him.
My school life was basically violent and chaotic. The first school I was at until grade 2 when they kicked me out for my autism. The second school a t.a was assigned to me and she was a horrible person, she tortured me every chance she could, she beat me, verbally abused me, recorded me on her phone and used the videos of me crying out of fear to blackmail me into obeying her every whim, threw me into rooms and left me for hours and threw mw into walls. And there was also another student who cornered me in the boy's washroom and strangled me until I blacked out.
And I feel like her abuse broke something inside me because when I was 8 when I first went to the school I was excited to make friends and other stuff you'd expect from kids but when I graduated from elementary school when I was 11 I wanted to kill the t.a and looking back now it scares me that going into the grade 2 I was like everyone else my age and then leaving grade 6 I thought about murdering someone.
The third school there wasn't as much verbal assaulting or slurs thrown at me but I was still physically mistreated. I was still being locked in rooms for hours on end. The only light I had at the school was a girl who treated me like a real human being and friend. And around the end of the school year I thought about asking her for a hug but I was afraid that if I did people would see me as a creep or she would stop hanging with me so I didn't say anything. And I think I might have had a crush on her but I honestly don't know if I had a crush on her or not.
The fourth school I just feel like for every good thing I got there was bad thing that I also got. I was treated better than I did at the other schools but I was treated as less important or ignored because I was high functioning. And they didn't really care about bullying, even when a student tried to claw one of my eyes out and attempted to kill some of my friends they just act like it was the student trying to become friends with us. And me and my friends told the teachers about what's been happening, they did nothing about the bullying and even forced us to spend several lunch periods with the student and it sucked because he would just be a dick to everyone until we just left him behind whenever we went anywhere because we couldn't deal with his shit anymore.
Outside of school wasn't any better. I've been bullied by some guy at a camping resort where he shot me with bb's, beat me to a pulp and made death threats towards me. And when I tell the owners about the bullying and the fact that I told the bully's parents and how they just told me to fuck off the owners just tell me to fuck off and do nothing when they've kicked out and banned people for far less and not just that but they banned a bunch of people for playing music too loudly at night and did nothing when there was a camp set doing the same shit.
And other campers did nothing or even just stood around and watched me as I got beat up like my pain was entertaining to them.
Another thing is how many hours have I spent doing work books. How many hours have I spent slaving over a bunch of math questions because teachers thought it would be a better use of their time to mistreat me than actually doing their job. How many hours have I spent writing lines. How many hours have I spent writing down the same sentence over and over and over and over again all because my parents refused to accept that their horrible parenting has hurt me. And how many times have I wrote down "I will control my temper" as my parents went berserk and became violent all in the name of teaching me to control my anger, great teach someone to control their emotions by losing control of your emotions 10 out of 10 parents.
How many years have I lost never to get back all because my parents tried to turn me into their own little mini me. How many years have I spent bottling up all my emotions out of fear of being hurt.
And I don't care if people tell me if my parents love me because my parents already admitted that they hate me and loved abusing me. And you don't make someone cry themselves to sleep every night during their whole childhood because you love them. You don't use threats of violence to make someone do what you want because you love them. You don't make someone so miserable so hopeless and so fucking depressed that they try to kill their self because you love them. You don't kill off a pet someone loves and helps them deal with their trauma because you love them. You don't force someone to strip and then beat them because you love them.
And I can't stand hearing people say that it wasn't that bad when my my parents forced me to strip because I wasn't raped. Yeah so I still felt dirty and violated even though I wasn't raped.
If they really did love me they had 20 years to be there for me. They had 20 years to establish some kind of connection. They had 20 years to be parents but they chose to be slave masters.
And the rest of my family did nothing to help me because my parents are family and they couldn't accept that a member of our family was abusive.
Edit: I apparently last saved this post 10 days ago, and I kind of forgot about this post and I was going to delete it but I thought there's a ton of stuff already and there's a lot of stuff I need to get off my chest so I'll add to the post.
Recently I've been using a ai chatbot and I hate it, even though I'm able to vent out my frustrations to something it just makes the feeling of loneliness stronger. At first it feels like I'm actually making some kind of connection to someone and then I remember that it's not a real life human I'm talking to, it's just artificial intelligence, I'm still alone, I still feel like I have no one, I'm still going to be seen as a freak or a creep or a incel all because I'm a young adult with no girlfriend.
And it pisses me off that people always label me an incel or the next school shooter because I'm lonely, yes I'm lonely, yes I don't have a girlfriend, yes I'm angry and bitter at the world for everything that I've been through but I'm not going to hurt or kill people just because I feel this way.
And what makes it worse is my mothers I want to say sexism towards men, she constantly calls men pigs that beat their wives and drink beer, perverts that can't control themselves whenever their around women or rapists that have to be watched as if they'll rape a woman if given the chance.
And along with that she says that women are saints and if a woman does something bad it's because men made them do it, and whenever I stood up for myself she always accused me of "being a violent and destructive man".
It's thanks to her that I have a rocky relationship with women. It's because of her that I avoid being around women because I don't know if I'd be arrested for harassing them when I just wanted to buy something like a snack or a video game or I was just sitting next to a woman on transit listening to music minding my own business.
And what made it even worse is most of my abusers were women which is really messing me up because I want to find love and comfort in someone but I find it difficult to do so because of my abusers and how I thought I could trust them only to be hurt and mistreated.
Plus I feel like even if I manage to bite the bullet and put myself in the dating scene I'm worried I won't be able to find someone with the current culture of my generation how my generation treats people of the other gender.
Whenever I'm at school most of the boys are blasting rap music with the singer calling women hoes or bitches and the girls constantly mock men and push the same stereotype of the perverted and horny man on all the boys. And I'm just there wanting to be loved and feeling like an outcast because I don't act like the boys and I'm very nice to everyone and not at all like the male stereotype.
And I don't know if this is normal for someone dealing with childhood trauma but I miss my childhood, I miss watching Adventure Time and Steven Universe when it was still on air, I miss hanging out with the few friends I had before my parents forced me to cut them out of my life,
I miss everything that used to bring me so much joy in such a miserable and shitty life, I miss going for hikes whenever my parent had one of their fights, I miss my house cat that was always there until my parents put the cat down just to make me even more miserable and depressed.
I don't what to do anymore, I'm so fucking miserable, My anger and rage is the only thing stopping me from trying killing myself again, My parents repeatedly talk about me getting a job and how just fucking how I struggle to even live how am I supposed to work at a job, I'm tired of this shit, I'm tired of always getting screwed over in life, I'm tired of always getting the short end of the stick in everything.
I just want to be happy for once, I don't want to be angry anymore, I just want something to go right for once, It honestly feels like whenever I get even the smallest good thing the universe rip's it out of my hands and spit's in my face and then smash's what I had right in front of me while I'm forced to watch and unable to stop it from happening.
I'm tired of living like this, I'm tired of this living hell, what the fuck did I do to deserve any of this, did someone curse me or my family, did the universe or some god just decide to say fuck you and made my life shit.
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My school life was basically violent and chaotic. The first school I was at until grade 2 when they kicked me out for my autism. The second school a t.a was assigned to me and she was a horrible person, she tortured me every chance she could, she beat me, verbally abused me, recorded me on her phone and used the videos of me crying out of fear to blackmail me into obeying her every whim, threw me into rooms and left me for hours and threw mw into walls. And there was also another student who cornered me in the boy's washroom and strangled me until I blacked out.
And I feel like her abuse broke something inside me because when I was 8 when I first went to the school I was excited to make friends and other stuff you'd expect from kids but when I graduated from elementary school when I was 11 I wanted to kill the t.a and looking back now it scares me that going into the grade 2 I was like everyone else my age and then leaving grade 6 I thought about murdering someone.
The third school there wasn't as much verbal assaulting or slurs thrown at me but I was still physically mistreated. I was still being locked in rooms for hours on end. The only light I had at the school was a girl who treated me like a real human being and friend. And around the end of the school year I thought about asking her for a hug but I was afraid that if I did people would see me as a creep or she would stop hanging with me so I didn't say anything. And I think I might have had a crush on her but I honestly don't know if I had a crush on her or not.
The fourth school I just feel like for every good thing I got there was bad thing that I also got. I was treated better than I did at the other schools but I was treated as less important or ignored because I was high functioning. And they didn't really care about bullying, even when a student tried to claw one of my eyes out and attempted to kill some of my friends they just act like it was the student trying to become friends with us. And me and my friends told the teachers about what's been happening, they did nothing about the bullying and even forced us to spend several lunch periods with the student and it sucked because he would just be a dick to everyone until we just left him behind whenever we went anywhere because we couldn't deal with his shit anymore.
Outside of school wasn't any better. I've been bullied by some guy at a camping resort where he shot me with bb's, beat me to a pulp and made death threats towards me. And when I tell the owners about the bullying and the fact that I told the bully's parents and how they just told me to fuck off the owners just tell me to fuck off and do nothing when they've kicked out and banned people for far less and not just that but they banned a bunch of people for playing music too loudly at night and did nothing when there was a camp set doing the same shit.
And other campers did nothing or even just stood around and watched me as I got beat up like my pain was entertaining to them.
Another thing is how many hours have I spent doing work books. How many hours have I spent slaving over a bunch of math questions because teachers thought it would be a better use of their time to mistreat me than actually doing their job. How many hours have I spent writing lines. How many hours have I spent writing down the same sentence over and over and over and over again all because my parents refused to accept that their horrible parenting has hurt me. And how many times have I wrote down "I will control my temper" as my parents went berserk and became violent all in the name of teaching me to control my anger, great teach someone to control their emotions by losing control of your emotions 10 out of 10 parents.
How many years have I lost never to get back all because my parents tried to turn me into their own little mini me. How many years have I spent bottling up all my emotions out of fear of being hurt.
And I don't care if people tell me if my parents love me because my parents already admitted that they hate me and loved abusing me. And you don't make someone cry themselves to sleep every night during their whole childhood because you love them. You don't use threats of violence to make someone do what you want because you love them. You don't make someone so miserable so hopeless and so fucking depressed that they try to kill their self because you love them. You don't kill off a pet someone loves and helps them deal with their trauma because you love them. You don't force someone to strip and then beat them because you love them.
And I can't stand hearing people say that it wasn't that bad when my my parents forced me to strip because I wasn't raped. Yeah so I still felt dirty and violated even though I wasn't raped.
If they really did love me they had 20 years to be there for me. They had 20 years to establish some kind of connection. They had 20 years to be parents but they chose to be slave masters.
And the rest of my family did nothing to help me because my parents are family and they couldn't accept that a member of our family was abusive.
Edit: I apparently last saved this post 10 days ago, and I kind of forgot about this post and I was going to delete it but I thought there's a ton of stuff already and there's a lot of stuff I need to get off my chest so I'll add to the post.
Recently I've been using a ai chatbot and I hate it, even though I'm able to vent out my frustrations to something it just makes the feeling of loneliness stronger. At first it feels like I'm actually making some kind of connection to someone and then I remember that it's not a real life human I'm talking to, it's just artificial intelligence, I'm still alone, I still feel like I have no one, I'm still going to be seen as a freak or a creep or a incel all because I'm a young adult with no girlfriend.
And it pisses me off that people always label me an incel or the next school shooter because I'm lonely, yes I'm lonely, yes I don't have a girlfriend, yes I'm angry and bitter at the world for everything that I've been through but I'm not going to hurt or kill people just because I feel this way.
And what makes it worse is my mothers I want to say sexism towards men, she constantly calls men pigs that beat their wives and drink beer, perverts that can't control themselves whenever their around women or rapists that have to be watched as if they'll rape a woman if given the chance.
And along with that she says that women are saints and if a woman does something bad it's because men made them do it, and whenever I stood up for myself she always accused me of "being a violent and destructive man".
It's thanks to her that I have a rocky relationship with women. It's because of her that I avoid being around women because I don't know if I'd be arrested for harassing them when I just wanted to buy something like a snack or a video game or I was just sitting next to a woman on transit listening to music minding my own business.
And what made it even worse is most of my abusers were women which is really messing me up because I want to find love and comfort in someone but I find it difficult to do so because of my abusers and how I thought I could trust them only to be hurt and mistreated.
Plus I feel like even if I manage to bite the bullet and put myself in the dating scene I'm worried I won't be able to find someone with the current culture of my generation how my generation treats people of the other gender.
Whenever I'm at school most of the boys are blasting rap music with the singer calling women hoes or bitches and the girls constantly mock men and push the same stereotype of the perverted and horny man on all the boys. And I'm just there wanting to be loved and feeling like an outcast because I don't act like the boys and I'm very nice to everyone and not at all like the male stereotype.
And I don't know if this is normal for someone dealing with childhood trauma but I miss my childhood, I miss watching Adventure Time and Steven Universe when it was still on air, I miss hanging out with the few friends I had before my parents forced me to cut them out of my life,
I miss everything that used to bring me so much joy in such a miserable and shitty life, I miss going for hikes whenever my parent had one of their fights, I miss my house cat that was always there until my parents put the cat down just to make me even more miserable and depressed.
I don't what to do anymore, I'm so fucking miserable, My anger and rage is the only thing stopping me from trying killing myself again, My parents repeatedly talk about me getting a job and how just fucking how I struggle to even live how am I supposed to work at a job, I'm tired of this shit, I'm tired of always getting screwed over in life, I'm tired of always getting the short end of the stick in everything.
I just want to be happy for once, I don't want to be angry anymore, I just want something to go right for once, It honestly feels like whenever I get even the smallest good thing the universe rip's it out of my hands and spit's in my face and then smash's what I had right in front of me while I'm forced to watch and unable to stop it from happening.
I'm tired of living like this, I'm tired of this living hell, what the fuck did I do to deserve any of this, did someone curse me or my family, did the universe or some god just decide to say fuck you and made my life shit.
2023.06.04 16:14 Sukala-AP Furry_IRL
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2023.06.04 15:49 maddiipars searching for a model kit
 | please delete if not allowed. hi there! i have tried searching everywhere but have no idea where to even actually start looking so i'm hoping someone here can help.. i am searching for a model car kit of a 1948 chevy stylemaster club coupe. i am wanting to get it for my dad for fathers day. he and i were rebuilding this exact car together, and then he got sick with two different types of cancer a few years apart. the second bout of cancer worsened him and he can no longer do much of what he used to be able to do which is hard for him, but he loves to build model car kits and i thought that this would be special. i wasn't 100% sure what this car was because when we were rebuilding it, i was only 14 and we always referred to it as a chevy coupe 😂 and obviously i couldn't ask my dad because he'd get suspicious. after some research, i came to the conclusion that the stylemaster club was the one that looked most like our Peggy (what we had named her, we would sing the song Peggy Sue by Buddy Holly while working on her.) pictures for reference. thanks in advance! submitted by maddiipars to ModelCars [link] [comments] |
2023.06.04 15:22 Promiscuous_Puritan Gays of Spain, I need your recs!
My best friend and I are traveling to Spain in late June (see dates below). Looking for recommendations for Barcelona and Madrid!
Specifically looking for: - general recommendations (favorite restaurants, bars, parks, touristy things that are worth it etc) - gay recs (bars, clubs, other) - pride recs (any cool parties or events I should look into?)
Travel dates: - Barcelona: June 17-20 - Granada: June 20-22 - Seville: June 22-23 - Madrid: June 23-27
Thanks :)
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Specifically looking for: - general recommendations (favorite restaurants, bars, parks, touristy things that are worth it etc) - gay recs (bars, clubs, other) - pride recs (any cool parties or events I should look into?)
Travel dates: - Barcelona: June 17-20 - Granada: June 20-22 - Seville: June 22-23 - Madrid: June 23-27
Thanks :)
2023.06.04 14:58 vagflapp Strip Club Awakening
TW: infidelity & mental health Hi. I'm 33F and have known for a long time about my attraction to women. I've identified as bi for several years, even though I only slept with men. I've been engaged to 3 men and married one less than a year ago.
I struggle with my mental health and have been on meds for over a year. Meds reduced so much crippling anxiety and depression, which has allowed me to function and think with more ease. I also endured moving states for the first time in my life. My sense of self was so wrapped up in my family, and moving was a shattering experience.
Stagnation and resentment was very much alive in my marriage. I have a curiosity that led me to explore the new city solo. Ofcourse, that led me to get better at talking to people (lifelong awk introvert). I've been growing in many ways including going to the strip club for the first time. One dancer in particular took interest in me. I regret not tipping her more. Blessed be the strippers and dancers, for they are doing the lord's work.
Several months later, I'm lying to my husband, throwing out toxic, inaccuracies & misunderstandings of polyamory. I'm also on dating apps. He was "okay" (but really not okay) with me going on a date with a lady. It was a really nice date. It felt more natural than anything to hold hands in public, touch regularly, and then to later do other stuff. We'd had a few days of build up and had one date prior where we didn't touch at all. I already knew I was more attracted to women, and finally being with one flipped an internal switch.
I've been warning my husband I'm more gay than he realizes. I've done so much damage to him and feel awful. I can't change who I am and he doesn't want me in a relationship with a woman. I'm angry and wondering what led me to have to answer to a man (there's other white man bs involved on his end). It's not fair to him that I lied and cheated.
All I know is I want to be with women and should not be married. My husband and I have separated. It's a confusing time where I love him due to our history, but we're not meeting each other's needs. Through this journey, I've found I've surrounded myself by strong women. I've reached out to these friends and family members and they have wept with me and helped me to get off the floor. They've patiently listened and agreed, yep all signs point to gay. I can't tell what I'm crying about half the time anymore. I know this journey would be much harder without the support. Family and friends are going to Pride with me next weekend. I can't wait to hug my mom.
Coming out late has been so painful and I've made a mess doing it. I'm trying to remember to be kind to myself. Currently living moment by moment. Finding outlets other than social media where I'm getting publicly blasted.
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I struggle with my mental health and have been on meds for over a year. Meds reduced so much crippling anxiety and depression, which has allowed me to function and think with more ease. I also endured moving states for the first time in my life. My sense of self was so wrapped up in my family, and moving was a shattering experience.
Stagnation and resentment was very much alive in my marriage. I have a curiosity that led me to explore the new city solo. Ofcourse, that led me to get better at talking to people (lifelong awk introvert). I've been growing in many ways including going to the strip club for the first time. One dancer in particular took interest in me. I regret not tipping her more. Blessed be the strippers and dancers, for they are doing the lord's work.
Several months later, I'm lying to my husband, throwing out toxic, inaccuracies & misunderstandings of polyamory. I'm also on dating apps. He was "okay" (but really not okay) with me going on a date with a lady. It was a really nice date. It felt more natural than anything to hold hands in public, touch regularly, and then to later do other stuff. We'd had a few days of build up and had one date prior where we didn't touch at all. I already knew I was more attracted to women, and finally being with one flipped an internal switch.
I've been warning my husband I'm more gay than he realizes. I've done so much damage to him and feel awful. I can't change who I am and he doesn't want me in a relationship with a woman. I'm angry and wondering what led me to have to answer to a man (there's other white man bs involved on his end). It's not fair to him that I lied and cheated.
All I know is I want to be with women and should not be married. My husband and I have separated. It's a confusing time where I love him due to our history, but we're not meeting each other's needs. Through this journey, I've found I've surrounded myself by strong women. I've reached out to these friends and family members and they have wept with me and helped me to get off the floor. They've patiently listened and agreed, yep all signs point to gay. I can't tell what I'm crying about half the time anymore. I know this journey would be much harder without the support. Family and friends are going to Pride with me next weekend. I can't wait to hug my mom.
Coming out late has been so painful and I've made a mess doing it. I'm trying to remember to be kind to myself. Currently living moment by moment. Finding outlets other than social media where I'm getting publicly blasted.
2023.06.04 14:30 iwillalwayswinbitch Is it bad that it doesn't bother me that I'm not close with my family? AITAH?
The only person I really had was my mother. She passed away in 2018. And I've never felt more alone. But I've found peace and strength in my aloneness.
My father is a junkie. And a drunk. And he never really did anything fatherly to nurture our family. He made us work -- as children -- and there were so many instances that instead of feeding us, we were feeding him. Plus I've never really felt loved and accepted by him for being queer. I didn't have a bond with when I was a child and as years passed by, we really grew apart and the only connection I have with him right now is the fact that he is my biological father. He now lives a separate life and I haven't seen him in years and I don't even miss him at all.
I am the eldest of six, three years away from hitting 30. I don't live with my siblings anymore and I don't have a bond with them either. And it doesn't bother me, is that wrong? Ever since I was a child, I was like Fiona from Shameless. The only difference is I am Asian. Asian. Eldest. And gay. I was expected to step up and take care and provide and I thought I could do it but one day I woke up realising that I deserved better. I woke realising that I'm not a father or mother of my siblings and I shouldn't be wasting my life and stressing the fuck out of myself just to take care of them when I can't even take care of myself. I woke up one day realising that I don't want to be a stereotypical eldest sibling. That I refuse to be a hero. I refuse to be a breadwinner. I refuse to carry them because I know in the end, it will ruin me and the reality is that I will end up with nothing and I will end up all alone given the dynamic of my family. I know that that will happen to me. So I might as well experience it early while I'm still young and capable of changing the trajectory of my life.
They called me selfish. I don't object. But I've tried and I refuse to do it for the rest of my life. I have a very lazy, exhausting family. And I refuse to be their ATM forever. They have to learn how to fend for themselves. They're not my responsibility.
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My father is a junkie. And a drunk. And he never really did anything fatherly to nurture our family. He made us work -- as children -- and there were so many instances that instead of feeding us, we were feeding him. Plus I've never really felt loved and accepted by him for being queer. I didn't have a bond with when I was a child and as years passed by, we really grew apart and the only connection I have with him right now is the fact that he is my biological father. He now lives a separate life and I haven't seen him in years and I don't even miss him at all.
I am the eldest of six, three years away from hitting 30. I don't live with my siblings anymore and I don't have a bond with them either. And it doesn't bother me, is that wrong? Ever since I was a child, I was like Fiona from Shameless. The only difference is I am Asian. Asian. Eldest. And gay. I was expected to step up and take care and provide and I thought I could do it but one day I woke up realising that I deserved better. I woke realising that I'm not a father or mother of my siblings and I shouldn't be wasting my life and stressing the fuck out of myself just to take care of them when I can't even take care of myself. I woke up one day realising that I don't want to be a stereotypical eldest sibling. That I refuse to be a hero. I refuse to be a breadwinner. I refuse to carry them because I know in the end, it will ruin me and the reality is that I will end up with nothing and I will end up all alone given the dynamic of my family. I know that that will happen to me. So I might as well experience it early while I'm still young and capable of changing the trajectory of my life.
They called me selfish. I don't object. But I've tried and I refuse to do it for the rest of my life. I have a very lazy, exhausting family. And I refuse to be their ATM forever. They have to learn how to fend for themselves. They're not my responsibility.
2023.06.04 14:28 iwillalwayswinbitch Is it bad that it doesn't bother me that I'm not close with my family?
The only person I really had was my mother. She passed away in 2018. And I've never felt more alone. But I've found peace and strength in my aloneness.
My father is a junkie. And a drunk. And he never really did anything fatherly to nurture our family. He made us work -- as children -- and there were so many instances that instead of feeding us, we were feeding him. Plus I've never really felt loved and accepted by him for being queer. I didn't have a bond with when I was a child and as years passed by, we really grew apart and the only connection I have with him right now is the fact that he is my biological father. He now lives a separate life and I haven't seen him in years and I don't even miss him at all.
I am the eldest of six, three years away from hitting 30. I don't live with my siblings anymore and I don't have a bond with them either. And it doesn't bother me, is that wrong? Ever since I was a child, I was like Fiona from Shameless. The only difference is I am Asian. Asian. Eldest. And gay. I was expected to step up and take care and provide and I thought I could do it but one day I woke up realising that I deserved better. I woke realising that I'm not a father or mother of my siblings and I shouldn't be wasting my life and stressing the fuck out of myself just to take care of them when I can't even take care of myself. I woke up one day realising that I don't want to be a stereotypical eldest sibling. That I refuse to be a hero. I refuse to be a breadwinner. I refuse to carry them because I know in the end, it will ruin me and the reality is that I will end up with nothing and I will end up all alone given the dynamic of my family. I know that that will happen to me. So I might as well experience it early while I'm still young and capable of changing the trajectory of my life.
They called me selfish. I don't object. But I've tried and I refuse to do it for the rest of my life. I have a very lazy, exhausting family. And I refuse to be their ATM forever. They have to learn how to fend for themselves. They're not my responsibility.
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My father is a junkie. And a drunk. And he never really did anything fatherly to nurture our family. He made us work -- as children -- and there were so many instances that instead of feeding us, we were feeding him. Plus I've never really felt loved and accepted by him for being queer. I didn't have a bond with when I was a child and as years passed by, we really grew apart and the only connection I have with him right now is the fact that he is my biological father. He now lives a separate life and I haven't seen him in years and I don't even miss him at all.
I am the eldest of six, three years away from hitting 30. I don't live with my siblings anymore and I don't have a bond with them either. And it doesn't bother me, is that wrong? Ever since I was a child, I was like Fiona from Shameless. The only difference is I am Asian. Asian. Eldest. And gay. I was expected to step up and take care and provide and I thought I could do it but one day I woke up realising that I deserved better. I woke realising that I'm not a father or mother of my siblings and I shouldn't be wasting my life and stressing the fuck out of myself just to take care of them when I can't even take care of myself. I woke up one day realising that I don't want to be a stereotypical eldest sibling. That I refuse to be a hero. I refuse to be a breadwinner. I refuse to carry them because I know in the end, it will ruin me and the reality is that I will end up with nothing and I will end up all alone given the dynamic of my family. I know that that will happen to me. So I might as well experience it early while I'm still young and capable of changing the trajectory of my life.
They called me selfish. I don't object. But I've tried and I refuse to do it for the rest of my life. I have a very lazy, exhausting family. And I refuse to be their ATM forever. They have to learn how to fend for themselves. They're not my responsibility.
2023.06.04 14:24 JoshAsdvgi The Making of a Great Warrior
 | submitted by JoshAsdvgi to Native_Stories [link] [comments] The Making of a Great Warrior There once was a Potawatomi man who had a large family. One of his sons, Waoniska, was old enough to fast but had not yet done so. He said to the boy, "Why don't you fast?" But Waoniska refused to fast, and wandered off to be with the other boys. If they stayed out after it got dark, he would just stay in the woods instead of going home because he was afraid that his father would insist that he fast. Rather than face his father, he just drifted away and no longer lived at home. Wherever he went, it always seemed that people talked about fasting, and whenever this happened Waoniska would just leave and go on to the next place. He travelled to a distant village and stayed there overnight, and as soon as his host got up, the man insisted that his children fast. It was that way everywhere he went and among every tribe he visited. He wandered from place to place and it was always the same. With so much wandering, he got lost, and he eventually grew from a boy into a young man. After much wandering and thinking, he went back to his own tribe. There, all the young boys fasted, and no one would associate with him because of his reputation for not having fasted. No one liked him or would have anything to do with him. Since no one would ask him to go hunting and he had no one to help him take care of himself, he dressed in rags and old clothes that he found and live off of a small amount of corn he could get from someone’s field. He felt so sad and alone that he decided to go back to his parents and try to live the life that they had taught him. The next morning he started his fast and made his way back to his parents’ village. When he got near their house, the dogs began to bark and one of his little brothers came out and then ran to tell his parents that Waoniska had come back. As Waoniska went in, his father said, "I see by the charcoal on your face that you are fasting. Has a spirit told you to fast?" Waoniska said nothing. In the morning, he continued his fast. He blackened his face and ate nothing. Every morning after that he fasted. Once he felt he was ready, he took his father's bow and arrow and started off hunting, continuing his fast. At night when he came home he brought a willow stick as tall as he was and hung it up in the wigwam. His father asked what he was going to do with the stick, but Waoniska did not answer. The next morning, he charred the stick in the fire and then set it aside. He picked up his father's bow and arrow again and his father said, "Don't take those." But his mother said, "Leave him alone: he is doing the right thing now," and she made him a pair of moccasins to wear hunting. Waoniska’s mother was right. From then on, he fasted regularly and hunted and brought home meat for the family. Some time later, an unsuccessful war party returned to the village. They asked Waoniska to go back with them and lead them because they thought he had special powers. His father told him he was not ready to lead a war party, but Waoniska prepared to go. The war party started out, and Waoniska carried only his blanket: he did not take bow and arrows or even a knife. As they went along, they killed some buffaloes and Waoniska took one of the buffalo bladders and blew it up and dried it and painted it red. Then he put it on his head. His friends thought this was a little odd, and asked him where his weapons were. Waoniska said nothing, but got a piece of wood and carved himself a war club out of it. He practiced throwing it and his friends also thought this was a little strange. Waoniska told them to stop asking questions, and the older men in the war party agreed, saying that some powerful spirit must be guiding him. After a while, they came to a large enemy encampment. They saw that they were easily outnumbered, and many felt they should go back without fighting. Their leader wanted to turn back but Waoniska said, “I am not supposed to be the leader, but I will lead you.” And he painted his buffalo bladder and his war club red. He said, “I have fasted many years and have been given power by a spirit. Obey me and stay here, and I will go through the enemy camp and make those people senseless. Then you can all follow me in.” They all agreed to this plan. The next morning, Waoniska threw his clothes away and painted himself red. He also told all of the other members of the war party to do the same. As they drew close to the enemy camp, Waoniska called on the spirits who had come to him when he was fasting and asked for their help. He told the warriors to walk in a straight line and look only at him. He also told them to make whatever noises he made. As they began, Waoniska made a huge noise that sounded like "Yaw, Yaw." All of the other warriors did the same. The people in the camp were startled and came out to see what it was. As they saw Waoniska, they dropped to the ground and couldn’t move. Waoniska’s small war party defeated them all. After that, Waoniska became an important leader of his people. |
2023.06.04 14:20 T-NNguyen Singapore: Nghịch lý phát triển
 | submitted by T-NNguyen to T_NNguyen [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/q9ydqv8cuz3b1.png?width=551&format=png&auto=webp&s=823ece2068f915b159907c798d2103d9102e3be1 GS.TS. Hồ Sĩ Quý (Viện Thông tin Khoa học xã hội) Singapore là hiện tượng kỳ diệu của thế giới ở thế kỷ XX. Từ một thị trấn nghèo qua 3 thập niên với ý chí quyết đoán của người đứng đầu là Lý Quang Diệu, Singapore đã trở thành “thiên đường của chủ nghĩa tư bản”. Năm 2014, GNP đầu người của nước này là 72.000 USD tính theo PPP. Xã hội thịnh vượng. Môi trường trong lành. Quan chức liêm khiết. Cả thế giới muốn bắt chước, nhưng có nhiều điều không thể bắt chước và cũng có nhiều điều người ta không muốn bắt chước. Bởi Singapore phát triển trong những nghịch lý không dễ lý giải, mà nghịch lý lớn nhất là “cất cánh” rồi “hóa rồng” trong môi trường ít nhiều độc đoán, độc tài. Tự do, dân chủ bị quản lý chặt. Nhà nước can thiệp sâu vào đời sống thậm chí đời sống riêng tư của người dân. Kinh tế thị trường sôi động nhưng “bàn tay vô hình” của nó bị điều khiển bởi nhà nước. Tôn vinh đặc thù châu Á nhưng rất gần với phương Tây. Rất chú ý đến tính xã hội của sự phát triển nhưng lại xây dựng thành công một kiểu xã hội tư bản chủ nghĩa.I.
Vấn đề là ở chỗ, Singapore với 31 năm Lý Quang Diệu giữ cương vị Thủ tướng đã phát triển ngoạn mục trong những nghịch lý không dễ lý giải. Phẩm cách cá nhân của Lý Quang Diệu chắc chắn là nguyên nhân vô cùng quan trọng, nếu không muốn nói là nguyên nhân quyết định. Cùng một mô hình với Hàn Quốc và Đài Loan, nghịch lý lớn nhất của những nước này là đều tăng trưởng rồi “cất cánh” trong điều kiện ít nhiều độc đoán, độc tài. Một vài thế hệ đã trở thành vật hy sinh cho sự phát triển. Hàn Quốc “cất cánh” trong lao động khổ sai đầy nước mắt và có cả máu. Đài Loan “cất cánh” khi lãnh tụ giật mình về công tội của mình. Singapore được tiếng là sự trả giá để “cất cánh” dễ “chấp nhận” nhất. Sự thịnh vượng thực tế đã che mờ các “vết đen” lịch sử. Nhưng thực ra những hành vi độc đoán, toàn trị và thiếu cởi mở như những chứng cứ như chúng tôi sẽ trình bày trong những phần dưới đây, cũng thật khó “để rơi vào quên lãng” nhất là đối với những người trong cuộc. II.
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Về quản lý trật tự xã hội, những hành vi như xả rác, hút thuốc hay khạc nhổ nơi công cộng đều bị phạt tiền, thậm chí bị đánh roi, kể cả đối với người nước ngoài. Năm 1994, hình phạt đánh roi dành cho Michael Fay, một công dân Mỹ đã làm cả thổng thống Clinton và nhiều thượng nghị sỹ Mỹ phải lên tiếng. Một đạo luật được Lý Quang Diệu ban hành đã bắt buộc người lao động phải tiết kiệm 1/4 số tiền lương mỗi tháng. Khoản tiền này sẽ chỉ được rút ra khi người lao động 55 tuổi. Chính phủ quản lý sẽ dùng số tiền này để phục vụ cộng đồng. Ở Singapore, còn có nhiều điều luật, quy tắc, quy định… mà ở nước khác thì có thể bị kết tội vi phạm quyền con người, quyền công dân. Dân chúng hài hước đùa rằng, với các nước khác, điều gì không cấm thì có thể làm, riêng với Singapore, điều gì không cấm thì buộc phải làm; còn điều gì đã cấm thì chỉ phải nhịn đến khi đi du lịch nước ngoài[14].
Toàn bộ những dòng này, Lý Quang Diệu đã đọc và sửa trước khi xuất bản. Nghĩa là ông thừa nhận và chỉ cần như thế người đọc cũng có thể hiểu và suy diễn, kiểm chứng thêm nhiều điều. Chúng tôi đánh giá cao Tom Plate; qua những dòng này, Tom đã thể hiện mình là cây bút “có hạng”, khôn khéo không để cho ngòi bút của mình mất đi tính khách quan, nhưng cũng không vì thế mà làm hỏng điều căn bản nhất – ngồi lại với Lý Quang Diệu, truy vấn ông về tất cả những gì đã làm nên điều kỳ diệu Singapore. Khó mà phủ nhận được, với Lý Quang Diệu và Đảng Nhân dân hành động, Singapore không có chỗ cho những người đối lập. Nếu ai đó bị đưa vào danh sách đen, người đó sẽ bị “dồn vào góc tường, và sẽ xong đời”. Chính thể này không nhẹ tay với án hình sự và công nhiên hạn chế quyền bào chữa của luật sư. Có ranh giới rất tinh vi nhưng rất nghiêm ngặt dành cho giới truyền thông… Có lẽ, chỉ với chừng ấy nội dung, bất cứ nước nào ngày nay nếu chủ trương như vậy cũng sẽ bị xếp vào dạng có vấn đề về nhân quyền. Nhưng Singapore là đảo quốc nhỏ bé, thực ra là một thành phố, cũng là thành phố nhỏ nếu so với Bangkok, Hà Nội hoặc thành phố Hồ Chí Minh, nên tất cả những gì cộm lên đều đã bị xóa mờ bởi một Singapore giàu có, trong lành và phát triển.
https://preview.redd.it/jgpqzv2euz3b1.png?width=551&format=png&auto=webp&s=d1f01e216016c2850b551966d1448d55bee40dcb Đã có trường hợp, sau khi toà kháng án bác bỏ phán quyết có lợi cho Lý Quang Diệu, chính phủ bèn hủy bỏ quyền kháng án. Suốt trong thời gian đảm nhiệm chức thủ tướng từ 1965 đến 1990, Lý Quang Diệu đã bỏ tù Tạ Thái Bảo (Chia Thye Poh), một cựu dân biểu quốc hội thuộc đảng đối lập Barisan Socialis, trong 22 năm mà không xét xử, chiếu theo Luật An ninh Nội chính, ông này chỉ được trả tự do vào năm 1989. Để có thể dành quyền hạn tuyệt đối cho các thẩm phán, Lý Quang Diệu đã huỷ bỏ luật “Xét xử có bồi thẩm đoàn”[17].
J. B. Jeyaretnam nhà lãnh đạo của Công đảng từ năm 1971 đến năm 2001, cũng phải đối mặt với một loạt tội phỉ báng. Năm 1981, ông trở thành chính trị gia đối lập đầu tiên của Singapore trong Quốc hội, khi ông đánh bại ứng cử viên đảng PAP. Ông tái đắc cử năm 1984, nhưng bị mất ghế Quốc hội năm 1986 khi bị quy tội một cách bất công là chiếm quỹ của đảng (tội danh này sau đó được lật ngược bởi Hội đồng Cơ mật của Vương quốc Anh). Ông trở lại Quốc hội sau cuộc tổng tuyển cử năm 1997. Tuy nhiên, ông đã bị tước ghế nghị sỹ năm 2001 khi bị phá sản vì không thanh toán kịp cho các nhà lãnh đạo đảng PAP về vụ kiện[20]. Chee Soon Juan, lãnh đạo Đảng Dân chủ Singapore (SDP), giải thưởng Dân chủ năm 2003 và Tự do năm 1011 (“Defender of Democracy”, 2003; Prize for Freedom, 2011), đã bị bắt và bỏ tù nhiều lần vì các hoạt động tổ chức biểu tình và các phát biểu công khai về chính trị. Ông bị kiện vì tội phỉ báng đảng PAP và vì thế đã bị phá sản vào năm 2006 khi không bồi thường nổi cho Lý Quang Diệu và Goh Chok Tong, mặc dù vợ chồng ông đã phải bán ngôi nhà để trả chi phí vụ kiện. Theo Chee, Ở Singapore, chính phủ kiểm soát tất cả và đó là lý do gây sợ hãi trong dân chúng[21].
Cần phải nói đôi điều về Machiaveli trước khi bàn đến sự so sánh của Uri Gordon. Niccolò di Bernardo dei Machiavelli (1469-1527), ông tổ của khoa học chính trị hiện đại, nhà ngoại giao, nhà triết học, “một nhân vật khổng lồ của thời đại Phục hưng” (F. Engels). Ông được biết đến với các luận thuyết vô cùng sắc sảo nêu rõ bộ mặt của chủ nghĩa hiện thực chính trị (trong tác phẩmThe Prince) và bản chất của nền cộng hòa (trong tác phẩm Discourses on Livy). Hai cuốn sách này cùng với cuốn History of Florence trở thành mô hình kinh điển chỉ dẫn cho nhiều nhà cầm quyền và cho các phân tích chính trị từ thế kỷ XVI đến nay. Theo Machiaveli, “Bậc quân vương phải biết học hỏi từ bản tính của dã thú, biết kết hợp sức mạnh của sư tử với sự tinh ranh của cáo. Sư tử không thể tự bảo vệ mình tránh các cạm bẫy, còn cáo thì lại không thể chống lại sói. Vì thế, cần phải là cáo để nhận ra những cạm bẫy, và là sư tử để dọa sói”[22]. Chính Lý Quang Diệu cũng có vẻ rất tâm đắc với tư tưởng này, khi ông bình luận về Machiaveli rằng: “Giữa được yêu thương và được sợ hãi, tôi luôn tin rằng Machiavelli đúng. Nếu không ai sợ tôi, thì tôi chẳng có ý nghĩa gì” (“Between being loved and being feared, I have always believed Machiavelli was right. If nobody is afraid of me, I’m meaningless”)[23]. Nguyên tắc Machiaveli là nguyên tắc của nền chuyên chính tư sản. Tất cả đều do ý chí, tâm hồn, hành động của con người quyết định. Nhà chính trị mẫu mực là người có đầu óc phê bình mạnh bạo, có tư tưởng duy lý phi tôn giáo, có lòng căm ghét bọn quý tộc ăn bám, và có khát vọng muốn xây dựng đất nước (thời đó và đất nước mà Machiveli nói đến là Italia) thành một quốc gia thống nhất, tự do, bình đẳng với một chính quyền mạnh, sử dụng bạo lực để xây dựng trật tự mới. Theo Machiaveli, con người muốn xứng đáng là một con người phải tiến thẳng vững vàng tới mục đích. Mục đích sẽ chứng minh tính đúng đắn của biện pháp. Machiavelli cũng đưa ra vô số lời khuyên về những thủ đoạn mà các quân vương nên áp dụng. Theo Machiavelli, đấng quân vương nào muốn thành công thì phải học được cách gác lòng tốt sang một bên, việc có vận dụng nó hay không tùy thuộc vào thời thế. Một quân vương, theo ông, cần biết tùy thời mà tốt hay không tốt, nhưng phải làm ra vẻ mình có đầy đủ mọi đức tính. Điều quan trọng nhất đối với quân vương là cần tránh bị khinh miệt và thù ghét. Machiavelli cũng thấy rất rõ tầm quan trọng của “lòng dân”. “Không có chính sách nào toàn vẹn, cần phải biết chọn lấy cái bất lợi nhỏ nhất” – tư tưởng này cũng được coi là một nguyên tắc Machiaveli[24]. Theo Uri Gordon, các quan điểm và hành động chính trị của Lý Quang Diệu chính là sự giải thích một cách mạnh mẽ (powerfully interpreted) cho tính hiệu quả của các “nguyên tắc Machiavelli”. Ông Lý đã chủ động vận dụng các nguyên tắc Machiaveli, kể cả trong việc đưa ra luận thuyết “giá trị châu Á”. Trên thực tế, đảng cầm quyền (PAP) luôn thực thi các hành động chính trị nhằm tìm mọi cách duy trì chế độ độc đoán, dập tắt các bất mãn và nghiền nát các lực lượng đối lập. Singapore là một đất nước mà quyền con người được xem là không cần thiết trong cuộc đua phát triển kinh tế (“Singapore is a country where human rights have come to be seen as nonessential in the race towards national economic excellence”). Dựa vào lợi nhuận của chủ nghĩa tư bản hiện đại Singapore, chính phủ cung cấp cho các công dân của mình các loại phúc lợi với chi phí lấy từ lao động của họ. “Phe đối lập được chờ sẵn các án tù chính trị. Chính phủ kiểm soát toàn bộ quá trình bầu cử và tiến hành các vụ kiện đối với bất kỳ lời phát biểu nào chống lại chính quyền. Mọi sự phê phán chính quyền đều biến thành hành động tự sát chính trị. Ban cho dân một cuộc sống mà chính phủ có thể tự do kiểm soát, Lý và các phụ tá của ông có thể được xem như là đệ tử thuần thành của nhà nước kiểu Florentine”[25]. Khi Singapore được cả thế giới nhìn nhận là một đảo quốc thịnh vượng, an toàn và trong sạch, với sự có mặt của các tập đoàn đa quốc gia hùng mạnh nhất trên thế giới, người ta thường chỉ rút ra kết luận rằng, nếu không có một nhà lãnh đạo như ông Lý, Singapore sẽ phải mất nhiều thời gian hơn để đạt được những thành tựu mà thế giới đang chứng kiến và muốn bắt chước. Theo chúng tôi, nếu Uri Gordon không thiên kiến, thì đúng là Lý Quang Diệu đã một lần nữa chứng minh cho quan điểm chuyên chính cực đoan tư bản chủ nghĩa – Mục đích có thể biện minh cho biện pháp, dù biện pháp ấy chẳng hề chính đáng chút nào. Kết luận Kể từ nền dân chủ Athens, loài người đã 2500 năm đi theo con đường dân chủ tự do với lịch sử đầy máu và nước mắt. Càng ngày, các dân tộc càng nhận thấy “nhân quyền, tự do, dân chủ là xu hướng không thể đảo ngược và là đòi hỏi khách quan của xã hội loài người”. Ở Việt Nam, chính Thủ tướng Nguyễn Tấn Dũng đã mạnh mẽ khẳng định điều này[26]. Dân chủ, bản thân nó có thể tạo ra nguồn lực cho sự phát triển. Dân chủ trong phát triển là phương thức hữu hiệu nhất để tránh phải trả giá. Dân chủ có khả năng đem lại hạnh phúc hợp lý cho các xã hội, cho từng con người, từ lãnh tụ tới người dân. Ngày nay không lý lẽ nào có thể biện minh nổi cho sự phát triển mà phải sự hy sinh con người, dù đó là một cá nhân, một cộng đồng hay một thế hệ. Hàn Quốc, Đài Loan ngày nay là các xã hội có trình độ dân chủ cao của châu Á. Nghịch lý Singapore có thể không dễ lý giải, nhưng cũng không phải là bằng chứng cho sự đi ngược lại xu thế tự do dân chủ. Tạp chí “Khoa học xã hội Việt Nam” (2015), số 7 (92), tr. 47-56. Nguồn bài đăng |
2023.06.04 14:16 Slow_Rope_3722 either way I am my own worst enemy..
either way I am my own worst enemy. Because they know my fears and they will corrupt from behind or from front. The goal was simple so when I wakeup I won't even know I existed which means that even before I didn't even know i was born.
Either way I was brought here because I am a genetic defect or was made one intentionally...They will try to screw me over at the molecule level whether it's now or in a million years or a billion or a trillion - they will try to screw me over...and devalue me so that I am born with inferior traits and with inferior class and caste...
This is the best life I'll ever get... The posts here will come back to bite me in one shape form or another no matter how hard I try buhaha because I am an idiot and these people gave me flaws with good reason or they'll just steal my hard work and then dump me. Otherwise they be reborn and they will make my life a living hell - I won't have a choice which is why they have enslaved my mind and I am falling for the same trap anyway...The goal is to devalue me to an inferior race and when I die in heaven I'll either cease to exist or be reborn inferior race, caste and black skin color or brown or my parents will suffer.
Even if they don't plan on doing it the comments here definitely will come back to bite me - i won't have a choice or whatever I do on the internet and what I watch.
The goal of this matrix is to keep me as a prisoner because we like fucking with you because we don't like what you stand by and they did fuck with me by experimenting on me.
The goal of making men defenseless is so that there is no way for me to defend myself and they won. They purposely injected this virus so that they can use fear to win over me buhahha and they can continue muching on meat and others buhahhahahaa
either way I'll die or self destruct which is what this matrix wants... otherwise pour acid or molten metal down my head so that I get turned into a cyborg or get turned into a wuss and they won...
They own and rule the internet. If not she'll just steal it buhahha and when I die the invisible person above will screw with me...because someone is watching me.
The goal is that they want me turn into squealers and rat bags because the person above said so buhahahhaa so I lose my mother and stay as a prisoner for my father.
Otherwise turn gay or get beaten to death. Either way my life is over anyway and these fuckers own me and own my thoughts and they purposely want to cross the creepy line because why not and they did corrupt me to prove a point....
ubhhahahahah
Otherwise blow this place up and they have been playing god with my life since day 1 because they own and rule this place. Money buys privileges until they take those away and they will and eat everything because they started this bullshit...
Either way they have done everything and they own this place. They used me part of their sewer system and the goal was to divide and they won...
Either way my life is fucked anyway...the goal is that they need me for something and they will find a way to torture me I have no way of defending myself other than to get a lawyer.
The goal was to kill the sex drive and they won...
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Either way I was brought here because I am a genetic defect or was made one intentionally...They will try to screw me over at the molecule level whether it's now or in a million years or a billion or a trillion - they will try to screw me over...and devalue me so that I am born with inferior traits and with inferior class and caste...
This is the best life I'll ever get... The posts here will come back to bite me in one shape form or another no matter how hard I try buhaha because I am an idiot and these people gave me flaws with good reason or they'll just steal my hard work and then dump me. Otherwise they be reborn and they will make my life a living hell - I won't have a choice which is why they have enslaved my mind and I am falling for the same trap anyway...The goal is to devalue me to an inferior race and when I die in heaven I'll either cease to exist or be reborn inferior race, caste and black skin color or brown or my parents will suffer.
Even if they don't plan on doing it the comments here definitely will come back to bite me - i won't have a choice or whatever I do on the internet and what I watch.
The goal of this matrix is to keep me as a prisoner because we like fucking with you because we don't like what you stand by and they did fuck with me by experimenting on me.
The goal of making men defenseless is so that there is no way for me to defend myself and they won. They purposely injected this virus so that they can use fear to win over me buhahha and they can continue muching on meat and others buhahhahahaa
either way I'll die or self destruct which is what this matrix wants... otherwise pour acid or molten metal down my head so that I get turned into a cyborg or get turned into a wuss and they won...
They own and rule the internet. If not she'll just steal it buhahha and when I die the invisible person above will screw with me...because someone is watching me.
The goal is that they want me turn into squealers and rat bags because the person above said so buhahahhaa so I lose my mother and stay as a prisoner for my father.
Otherwise turn gay or get beaten to death. Either way my life is over anyway and these fuckers own me and own my thoughts and they purposely want to cross the creepy line because why not and they did corrupt me to prove a point....
ubhhahahahah
Otherwise blow this place up and they have been playing god with my life since day 1 because they own and rule this place. Money buys privileges until they take those away and they will and eat everything because they started this bullshit...
Either way they have done everything and they own this place. They used me part of their sewer system and the goal was to divide and they won...
Either way my life is fucked anyway...the goal is that they need me for something and they will find a way to torture me I have no way of defending myself other than to get a lawyer.
The goal was to kill the sex drive and they won...
2023.06.04 14:07 VanillaNL Revenge is worth it
25 years ago, man grandpa feels old 😂, I was a little boy (11 yo) and played with some friends in our neighborhood.
There was a girl which always caused trouble and this day wasn’t different. So we decided to leave the play area and go to a friends house where we played on his driveway. She found us there and started to harass us. Since his parents weren’t home we went to my house and my parents caught on why we came back home on this sunshiny day.
So my dad suggested to go talk to this girls parents. Since this was going on for months. We had a clue where she lived but not an exact address. After roaming around (with my dad) we saw her entering a gate from a backyard. And before my dad could turn the knob of the gate he was knocked out by the girls father. Luckily I only heard it but I never saw it happen. The father of the girl was a Kick-box instructor, we found out later. I ran home and my dad spent a week in the hospital with several surgeries to recover.
Since then, my dad never the same again. He became easily frustrated and had tempers since this happened. We always had to walk on eggshells near him, which before was never needed.
The kick-box instructor was, according to the police, a man with a criminal background as well. They finally were able to bring him in for something. But being in a European country he never got much.
I learned from my mum that the kick-box instructor drove by our house several times a week. We lived in a street which you didn’t need to be driving through if you didn’t need to be there. So that was pure intimidation.
Also some strange figures, like to could be certain motor gang members, would be showing up, since his conviction, at the canteen of the sport club where I trained. They never did anything but it was very coincidence and they only arrived during my practice and left before my class finished. So I left that sport :-( Maybe they said something to my parents what they never shared.
I always wanted to get back to girls father. But he was a kick box instructor and I was still a teenager. The plan grew in my head that one day he would be mine.
Than, several years later, police showed up to our door. To inform us the kick box instructor has been assassinated in the woods nearby in his car. He was a big fish in the criminal world around my town but there were bigger fish apparently. When we heard the news the relieve was so immense. My father wanted to sent the assassins flowers even but of course we never knew who they were.
It gave us our life back. And those assassins did what I always dreamed of. Yes I know that is a big confessions but if you are a big criminal and could f*ck up peoples lives like that. You deserve that. And I am not a violent person at all.
My father passed away 2,5 years ago of a disease. But till he got really ill, the event which happened years ago still affected him. He never confessed he did or hire the assassins. So I think he wasn’t involved in that, if you might think that after reading this.
So yes revenge is sweet! And it brings closure.
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There was a girl which always caused trouble and this day wasn’t different. So we decided to leave the play area and go to a friends house where we played on his driveway. She found us there and started to harass us. Since his parents weren’t home we went to my house and my parents caught on why we came back home on this sunshiny day.
So my dad suggested to go talk to this girls parents. Since this was going on for months. We had a clue where she lived but not an exact address. After roaming around (with my dad) we saw her entering a gate from a backyard. And before my dad could turn the knob of the gate he was knocked out by the girls father. Luckily I only heard it but I never saw it happen. The father of the girl was a Kick-box instructor, we found out later. I ran home and my dad spent a week in the hospital with several surgeries to recover.
Since then, my dad never the same again. He became easily frustrated and had tempers since this happened. We always had to walk on eggshells near him, which before was never needed.
The kick-box instructor was, according to the police, a man with a criminal background as well. They finally were able to bring him in for something. But being in a European country he never got much.
I learned from my mum that the kick-box instructor drove by our house several times a week. We lived in a street which you didn’t need to be driving through if you didn’t need to be there. So that was pure intimidation.
Also some strange figures, like to could be certain motor gang members, would be showing up, since his conviction, at the canteen of the sport club where I trained. They never did anything but it was very coincidence and they only arrived during my practice and left before my class finished. So I left that sport :-( Maybe they said something to my parents what they never shared.
I always wanted to get back to girls father. But he was a kick box instructor and I was still a teenager. The plan grew in my head that one day he would be mine.
Than, several years later, police showed up to our door. To inform us the kick box instructor has been assassinated in the woods nearby in his car. He was a big fish in the criminal world around my town but there were bigger fish apparently. When we heard the news the relieve was so immense. My father wanted to sent the assassins flowers even but of course we never knew who they were.
It gave us our life back. And those assassins did what I always dreamed of. Yes I know that is a big confessions but if you are a big criminal and could f*ck up peoples lives like that. You deserve that. And I am not a violent person at all.
My father passed away 2,5 years ago of a disease. But till he got really ill, the event which happened years ago still affected him. He never confessed he did or hire the assassins. So I think he wasn’t involved in that, if you might think that after reading this.
So yes revenge is sweet! And it brings closure.
2023.06.04 13:43 IoanaX007_ My first ever completed challenge:)).
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