The book ‘Picking Cotton’ is a hard read, but its nonfiction about a woman realizing she identified the wrong man for SA. Its excellent.
Just live the principals and you’re already a congregant, my child
You too, Detective
Lmao
I don’t, i suppose
Word of mouth & direct delivery tablet cuneiform maybe, go old school
I’ve been halfheartedly saying I’m going to start a religion based on ads being bad for one’s soul. It makes more sense every day.
Well i was gonna answer ‘cheese car’, but you make a persuasive case.
Can i have the cheese car with Baphomet strapped to the roof?
That’s a factor sometimes, but plenty of people are just genetically nearsighted.
I grew up in Kentucky and dressed as Pocahontas when the movie came out, but nobody painted any kids face and blackface was definitely known & not okay.
We even learned some very questionable ‘heritage not hate’ bullshit, but blackface would not fly by the late 90s.