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  • Bibliotectress@lemmy.worldtoMemes@lemmy.mlImpossible
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    1 year ago

    You’re right; he didn’t specifically say that. He called a Twitter post that said Jewish people hate white people was “so right.” And that’s a big Neonazi thing.

    So… he didn’t say Hitler was right, just that a major Nazi tenet is.



  • Also in Northern California, not nearly as gorgeous of a view, but I was helping a friend and her husband pull honey because they had just started beekeeping, and started with a lot of hives (due to someone retiring).

    Anyway, I was there for hours with them in a large garage in the foothills in the middle of the woods, and I really needed to go to the bathroom. It was a similar setup to OP’s picture, except 3 of the sides were up. No roof, no door at all, and it was like 105 degrees out.

    At first I was nervous, but no one was going to look and I was facing the woods, so… weird experience, but it was actually kinda pleasant? It was just me, the trees, some birds, and the bugs! I’ve gone on week-long canoe trips where we had to dig a poop hole with our own trowel, but the mix of civilized (kindof an outhouse??) and not civilized at all was MUCH weirder.



  • I understand feeling a little off, a little bit outside of everything and everyone. I feel like I’ve never been anyone’s #1 choice to spend time with. Not my family, friends, husband, or kids. Never. It gets to me, even though I get it and don’t want to spend time with myself either. It’s tough. I hope you can find a good group of friends that you click with and can at least have fun experiences, even if you have periods of being alone in between.

    Also, for the record, the weird dudes have no idea they’re weird. If you’re conscious about how you approach people, I’m already 100% sure you’re not the problem. As we get older, everyone’s lives are so busy and already entrenched in whatever they have going on that it’s tougher to make deep friendships. Although I do see it happen again in the retired crowd. I like to go salsa dancing sometimes (well… I did last year. I don’t find joy in anything right now tbh), and most of the others that go are in their 50s+, with a lot in their 60s and 70s. So I guess life doesn’t end at 40 after all?

    Good luck, internet stranger.