@jemmesedi 🤷♀️ I'm a realist. I called Trump when most conventional wisdom said he was a clown who was going to make the Republicans lose in 2016. (Specifically when he survived the first round of "debates" in Republican circles I predicted with 90% certainty that he'd get the Republican candidacy and with about 80% certainty that if that happened he'd have the presidency.)
I was about 75% certain that Biden would win in 2020.
And now I'm about 90% certain that it's Trump 2024.
@TheLastOfHisName@zdl@s1m0n4@jemmesedi As the granddaughter of dutch immigrants I'm just saying friet met mayonaise will always be far superior .. preferably served in a paper cone. 🤤
@jemmesedi If you are blaming China for doing things that you yourself are doing without a second thought (like mass surveillance, Australia, USA, UK!) YOU ARE A FUCKING MORON. (Oh, and you're being racist.)
If you mistrust a social media application solely because of where it is headquartered YOU ARE A FUCKING MORON. (Oh, and you're being racist.)
If you whine about how "hard" it is to get a visa to China, despite it being ten times harder the other way YOU ARE A RACIST MORON.
@jemmesedi If you point to China as a "massive greenhouse emitter" despite its per-capita emissions being a quarter of yours AND despite most of its emissions being in service of your insatiable appetite for cheap consumer goods, YOU ARE A FUCKING MORON. And probably a racist.
This list could go on forever. But given the common element in all of them, the term "Sinophobia" is perfectly adequate, especially given the history of the Yellow Peril laws in much of the white world.
Whitney Mitchell, who was engaged to Foster before his death at the hands of Perry, laid out her feelings about the pardon in a statement sent to the Observer.
“I loved Garrett Foster. I thought we were going to grow old together. He was the love of my life. He still is. I am heartbroken by this lawlessness,“ she said. “With this pardon, the Governor has desecrated the life of a murdered Texan and US Air Force veteran, and impugned [the] jury’s just verdict. He has declared that Texans who hold political views that are different from his—and different from those in power—can be killed in this State with impunity.”
I recently posted about my hatred for cargo pants.
I don't resile from that judgement, but some posts from @pixelcats expressive of her generosity of spirit reminded me that I need to take care not to be a curmudgeon:
@jemmesedi@pixelcats My objection to Chelsea boots is that they are 100% associated with the white middle class to me. That's all I ever saw wearing them in my youth and I just can't take them seriously as a result. 😆
@jemmesedi@pixelcats Honestly almost any guy in lycra who isn't actively competing somewhere is grounds for giggling for me. Unless you're training for the Olympics (or equivalent) when cycling, lycra just makes you look like a buffoon as far as I'm concerned.
@jemmesedi Oops. Long-belated postscript: don't be too sure that Black Kirin uses the same musical language as westerners. Listen to the suona, erhu, and pipa that interlace with the metal and you'll hear some truly alien stuff mixed in behind the familiar-to-westerners facade.
>>Is there an official, graspable Canadian identity? No. We are fraught with incomplete reconciliation, spats about carbon and immigration, and regional jealousy. Tims bears witness to it and makes bearing it easier. It’s where a tired refugee can land. It’s hockey cards and retro treats. Identity crisis? Here’s some quick-serve in a large red cup, brewed fresh every twenty minutes.<<
I'm always interested in reading about Canada, but am not well informed enough to judge the worth of this piece. Could a Canadian chip in here?
Tim Hortons Is Brewing an Idea of Canada That No Longer Exists | The Walrus
@jemmesedi Tim Horton's has been pitching a particular view of Canada (one that doesn't match the lived experience of many in it) for decades. Even, ironically, as it became so American that it lost the few things that made it special.
Once TH locations made their donuts, for example, on-site. So the coffee (which was never anything special) was made up for by great donuts (and later sandwiches, etc.).
Now it's just another donut place, not noticably different from Dunkin' Donuts.
When I was in my late teens, I took a walk with my father in his old home (Mühlheim/Main). We spent hours walking through his memories, walking to the edge of Mühlheim and into Offenbach proper. And he was pointing me to where he and his friends would play there where a tall office building now stands, or talked about how these used to be farmer's fields.
At the end he turned to me with real pain in his eyes: "You can't ever go back home."