It's apparently attested since at least the 2nd century BCE; Roman playwright Plautus is usually credited with coining the term.
Hey, just because I'm a degenerate doesn't mean I don't care about maintaining healthy relationships with my friends!
I love the fact that someone made a whole game about the joke that cats always land on their feet, and toast always lands butter-side down, so what would happen if you strapped a toast to a cat's back?
If you're non-binary you have to compile your gender from source.
Woah, I was obsessed with Master of Disguise as a kid and no one seems to have even heard of it, wild seeing it referenced casually here.
That's crazy! So crazy, it just might get an upvote.
Whenever I drive (which is rare) and I go through an intersection on a yellow light, I punch the ceiling of the car. I'll even punch the air above my head if I run a yellow on my bicycle.
Someone told me back in high school that it's bad luck not to do so, and for some reason it stuck with me.
I don't think your parents not intervening necessarily reflects badly upon them; I can only imagine being parents of a sapphic nature comes with its share of difficulties, much as I imagine being the child of such parents would make you a target to teachers and schoolmates alike. It's quite understandable that they should not want to add the burden of being the "confrontational" parents, both to you and to themselves.
Still, it is odd to denounce a parent standing up for their child as "threatening". I agree that the other person's initial comment came off as possibly being the rantings of a deranged helicopter parent. However, if their second comment, to which you replied, is to be believed, I find their objections to be just and right.
I have many friends who teach as their trade; I've no doubt that the plight of educators at the hand of undignant parents is more oft than not of a ridiculous nature; parents being very protective of their offspring. Yet we must not perceive this tendency as eternally true, as yet some are amongst the educators who should abuse the trust of old between master and pupil.
(Sorry I'm stoned and have been reading a lot of Tolkien recently; so I started replying, a bit subconsciously, in his style. I put too much into it to delete it, so please forgive my indulgent follies)
The comic addresses people that are making flimsy excuses about not wanting to reduce their meat consumption despite their environmentalist ideals. From your comment, you don't sound like that describes you. Why do you feel shamed? It's not directed at you.
I'm glad you called them out on it because that's an insane thing to say to someone when you're about to get married.
I had to drive around 1500km this past weekend in a rented mini-van. I don't own a car, so that's probably more distance than I've covered in a motor vehicle in the past 5 years.
Today, back home and on my way to work, there was rather torrential rain, but I was still so thankful to be back on the bike.
(Happy National Acadian Day to all Acadians!)
Craquez-vous une Alpine, mettez du 1755 ou les Hay Babies, pis faites du tapage pour laisser savoir aux Anglais qu'on est still là!
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Sometimes you make a decent rosetta, sometimes you make an airplane with testicles
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Two cappuccinos I made one after the other in my café today. This couple came in and wanted large cappuccinos, so I made them in our 16oz cups. Not my cup of tea (nor coffee) but if I can make what you want, I will! Unfortunely, my muscle memory is attuned to steaming/pouring 8oz capps, and so the first one came out somewhat more phallic than I intended 😅
The only thing worse than a shitty pour is a shitty pour in the same order as a drink you nailed.
I'm just curious! I'd love to know what type of cafés anyone here is working at.
My current café is kinda old-school Italian style coffee-wise but much more laid back and add some hippy-granola vibes for good mesure. Our beans are roasted in-house, and pretty much all the food we sell is made in-house as well, down to the sauces, and anything we don't make ourselves is bought locally.
I've worked in two other cafés prior to this one. The first was a kinda upscale third-wave spot that mostly attracted yuppies, and the equipment far surpassed the training of any of the staff. We had pourovers on the menu and maybe 1 and a half employees actually knew how to brew with a V60.
The second was a hardline traditional Italian-style café, which, if you're familiar with the coffee culture in Canada (where I live) vs Italy, is a silly idea. A lot of people here only know Tim Horton's or Starbucks, especially in a mostly rural province like where I'm situated. You have to meet people where they're at; scoffing at people for wanting sweetener in their latte isn't likely to encourage them to jump into the coffee world in whichever way one deems proper. It'll only encourage them to stick to Timmies or Starbucks instead of checking out local cafés with actually good coffee.
(For some context, I live in Canada, beer labels are bilingually English & French here)
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In 2014, my son started to ask for the popular block-building computer game known as "Minecraft." Later that year, my wife and I decided to get said game for him, and he loved it. He constantly showed us his latest creations and buildings.Little did we know, this seemingly innocent game was a gateway drug to cross-sex hormones, wrong-gender pronouns, and a replaced name.
You see, while it may seem like a healthy outlet for creative expression, Minecraft is actually a very popular game among so-called "trans-identifying children." The reason for this is because the game allows for expression of dangerous ideas, and has little to no moderation, being primarily singleplayer.
One of the most problematic parts of this horrible game is the ability for players to upload their own "skins" – essentially, each player can create a character for themselves in simple photo editing apps such as photoshop. This means that the selection of characters is limited only by the players' imaginations. On the surface, this seems to be a positive of the game, but it turns out that it is not.
This unlimited customization dangerously blurs the boundaries of gender and sex, and, especially considering the predominantly young player base of Minecraft, can be very confusing in terms of gender. One of these confused young people is my son, now 21 years old, who, it turns out, had been using the default "girl" skin of Minecraft, often shown in marketing alongside a more fitting masculine character. While this is not concerning on its own, having done so since the age of 11 will surely have contributed to his gender confusion.
However, this dangerous, confusing option is not the only element of Minecraft that contributed to my son's gender confusion. You see, while Minecraft is most often single player, or on large-scale "mini-game" type servers – essentially giant online arcades made in the block game, it can also be played in the traditional "survival" mode in multiplayer. While multiplayer games are an excellent way for kids to interact with each other, it can also provide a way for them to communicate dangerous ideas without the guiding hands of their parents.
Ever technically minded, my son set up a multiplayer server to play with his boyfriend when they were 14 years old and just started dating. Unfortunately, due to Minecraft's neglectful failure to include any filters or safeguards against dangerous and confusing ideological statements, it served as a funnel for the two of them to encourage each other in their "transitions." Yes, that's right – my son's boyfriend is also gender confused. What's worse is that these two, who are perhaps the worst possible people for each other, are engaged to get married in a "lesbian" wedding later this fall. I, of course, was not invited. Heaven forbid I try to save my son from his horrible confusion.
This other boy, I suspect, is the reason that my son is so confused as to his gender. And if another confused youth, with no malicious intent, was able to confuse my son through the game of Minecraft, imagine what maliciously intending adults can do to children whose parents are less vigilant about who their children are connecting with online. Not everyone has as much time for supervision as my wife and I had. And even then, we failed to save our son.
So, this is a warning to parents to be very wary of Minecraft, and other such online games without strict parental controls. And if your child already has Minecraft, as it has become much more popular in the past few years, be sure to check what "skin" they are using, and to have a talk about the possible confusion that could arise from using one that does not align with their gender.
Sincerely, a forgotten father.