Oh yeah. All us fascist boot-lickers love Luigi Mangione, hate Trump, and want AOC to run for president.
I refer you upthread.
@Smapti: Thanks for the shout-out. I was sorta proud of that sentence.
In response to no particular poster but to extremists in general …
If the jackboot fits, wear it. Loud and Proud. That way we can hear you coming and flip on the “Ignore” field.
That IS his hobby.
This place is our hobby is an admission that probably too many of us can make. Me first.
Mea culpa, me second.
I refuse to admit it
Oh, I’ll go further, this place IS my life.
(Tee-hee 
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I think it is better described as a Third Place:
We’re like Cheers, except everyone is Cliff Clavin.
And you gotta BYOB and there’s no bartender.
Wait a minute, I decided to work (unpaid) at the third place, which makes it my second place, but I do it from home, my first place, but it’s supposed to be my third place, but I work here so it’s my second…
There I go, back on third again!
Hmmm. Maybe i need to rethink my life choices.
Careful what you say!
I’ll respect it’s your Third Space, but since there is only a cat at home, it’s my Second Place (where I’m known and interact daily with people known to me). The library and librarians and my literacy students are my Third Space and certainly not daily, but weekly if I’m lucky.
If you see Abbott or Costello coming, run the other way!!!
What the fuck, dude? This is a fantasy, and a disturbing one to keep harping on.
Yeah, even in places where women are legally chattel, they are far from voiceless.
I took a college class on nomads, and the professor and the grad student had both spent a lot of time wandering around with pastoral nomads. And I’m that society, the men basically owned the women, and officially, the men made all the decisions. The women weren’t even in the tent when the tribe decided where to go next. But they were sitting outside, listening. And each woman had told her husband what her preference was. And if he didn’t argue for it, he’d have burnt coffee for days. Most of those decisions made by the men were in line with their wive’s preferences.
They were traded between father and husband without their consent, it was legal to rape them, and legal to beat them. That’s a slave.
A small part of my bloodline is Shawnee. Through my research I learned the Shawnee were a bit more progressive vs. other tribes when it came to women:
When Thomas Chalkley, a minister of the London Society of Quakers, visited the tribe in 1706, he mentioned that among the peculiarities of the Shawnee was its custom of admitting women to its councils, stating:
“In the council was a woman who took a part in the deliberations of this council, as well as upon all important occasions. On the interpreter being questioned why they permitted a woman to take so responsible a part in their councils, he replied that some women were wiser than some men and that they had not done anything for years without the council of this ancient, grave woman, who spoke much in this council.”
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