My problem is that your statement that a person can’t understand anything about a group unless you’ve been a part of that group is patently absurd, and represents sloppy, glib thinking typical of someone living the life unexamined, but not letting that be a handicap to spewing their simplistic world-view all over. Sort of of like birthers or racists.
Also, re: your comeback “No, you are!”: Touche. Touche, indeed.
What are you talking about? I think the “talking points” about rape and fat are a lot less like that here compared to many other places. If anything, the “talking points” on rape are “Isn’t it a travesty that so many good men’s reputations and livelihoods are ruined by vindictive women who can cry rape with no reprecussions? Oh yeah, and it’s terrible for women who are raped.”
Really??!! As to the fat issue, I haven’t seen any message board that is as sensitive to that issue as this one. Could you give an example of what other places you mean?
Am I allowed to? (I know mods are sensitive about the whole, “Look at ____ boards, aren’t they stupid? Board wars!” thing.)
That is one freaking sweet blue spruce in the background. You’re pretty cute too, but god damn that is some quality blue spruce ya got there.
Oh yeah, sorry. I didn’t think about that. And I don’t know the answer to your question about it. You sure got me curious though.
But it wasn’t their fault! Little problem with the old child-raising gland, you see. Sniff Why are people so MEAN! It had nothing to do with bad behavior, it was a medical condition!!! (sob!)
Ahh false equivelence, because asshole = fat, very good, now run along.
Might be interesting to know how that relates to anything I have posted in this thread, you less than intelligent wannabe committer of maternal incest.
All I’m trying to say there is that the OP could use some humility if he really thought he wanted to change that problem in the world. Everybody could use a little dose of humility when they want to start talking about changing other people’s lives, especially if they are not a member of the group of people whose lives they want to see changed. It is not absurd. Fine, so I couched it in pretty black and white terms, but that’s my point.
Um, thanks. :dubious: 
I hate to break it to you though, but the spruce actually belongs to our neighbors across the street.
You are lucky to live with neighbors with such quality taste in spruce.
Ahh-durrable!
I gotta say… That’s some good quality banter right there.
This was a point at which a non-prick would’ve said some variation of “ah, sorry” or “oops, I was wooshed!” or something. It’s natural to react with fury at your own failure to recognize something, but it’s something you may wish to sublimate as you mature.
Fury? Maybe that’s your natural reaction. My initial reaction was bewilderment.
Upon hearing the explanation, my reaction was one of gratitude. I’ll take my reactions over yours any day, even as I gracefully mature.
Thanks for your attempt at advice, though.
ETA: I’ve heard more than once that you post the funniest things. I must have missed the humor on this one too. Not furious though, just bemused.
Move to North Korea. You’ll love it. And, shit, aint no fat people there!
That thump you just heard was me fainting…
I have never (and will never) donated blood. Yes, I understand how desperately some people need it, that it’s a life-or-death thing for millions of people the world over, that it is life-saving and all that, but I just will never subject myself to any venipuncture that isn’t mandatory. Sorry, no, no one will ever get near me with a needle unless they have to.
I once tried to face my insane trypanophobia by watching “Trainspotting.” I made through 20 minutes before I had to shut the TV off…and there was only one really bad injection scene. The others with implied injections were bad enough. I couldn’t take it.
Yeah, but it had naked Ewan McGregor!
I volunteered to give blood when I was a senior in high school, at our school’s blood drive. Unfortunately, I looked WAAAY too shakey and freaked out when they started to test my blood type, so woman testing me wouldn’t let me do it.
It probably wouldn’t bother me now, considering how many times I’ve been stuck in the last ten years or so. (The only shots that REALLY upset me are novocaine shots. Those hurt like a BITCH.)
You know, Guinastasia, that may explain my reaction to needles. I have no clear recollection of getting shots when I was a child, except for when I was having dental work. I swear, the dentist was using a railroad spike to give me novocaine.