nickhk

First of all, why are long distance relationships ok? Second, why are you having one after "knowing" each other a week?

I'd have cut it short sometime during Trump bashing. "Well, it was nice meeting you." "I have to return some videotapes." Friendly advice: People you will enjoy having a conversation with do not throw red flags immediately. If there are warning flags in the first minute, it's not going to get better.

1 post by OP this must not be important at all to them. ok guys, pack it up.

>OP >one post

Are husband and wife pairings not part of the free market? Is there some economically advantageous thing/things to do other than have a partner?

I thought it was funny. As to the topic at hand, 99th percentile. ~130 +-5 In a room of 100 people, I'm probably the brightest guy, which is nice. 70 million people brighter worldwide, which is also nice.

I make levels for videogames, from time to time. If you've got Counterstrike: Global Offensive, or steam, check it out!

And your avatar is a hairy ape. Wouldn't avatars be aesthetics anyway? Lily's article reminds me a lot of some basic "how to get a job" articles. Be clean and groomed, talk about what's relevant, don't be a jerk. If you're going your own way, it shouldn't matter what she says. But, it gave me pause, and I wondered "Are other libertarian and ancap types really that bad?" Because as described, I'm not sure I'd want to hang out with them.

More than that. Assuming we're talking in the present, statist world. Basically, a speed camera, or a red light camera, is another device that may lead to my untimely demise at the hands of the state. I break whatever rule, and get sent a ticket, or a summons. If maybe it goes to the wrong address, or takes months to show up, I'm still on the hook with a warrant out because I didn't respond in time, or pay the fine. Then, escalation of force from the state, and I may end up handcuffed on the ground with broken bones because I supposedly resisted arrest. And maybe, just maybe, I get shot in the street. All because I was seen doing something on some camera. What gets caught on those cameras doesn't amount to lethal force. This is an example of: against me.

Yeah no. Ayn Rand could've written this season's episode 4. Greater good! Greater good! Greater good!

Actually did this. I have a good friend who was thinking about joining Law Enforcement. He remains my good friend, how's that for foreshadowing? We were both mercenaries in the Marines, as some background as to why this would come up at all with a good friend given what forum we're in. I think the clincher for him was that he would have to enforce laws he didn't agree with. Even if in the moment he could do something, maybe next week, or the second officer on scene or whatever would follow the law to the letter. I pointed out his own autonomy would vanish, or cease. If the laws changed, that would complicate things. For the most part, I was using Socratic questioning anyway. I wanted to find out what were his motivations for doing it, wanting it. I pointed out contradictions or stuff that just wasn't so. Hope this helps.

Incentives. Can you imagine health insurance providers giving reasonable rates for people who go without vaccinations? Maybe you get them free when you buy health insurance. Who needs force when practically everyone will look at anti-vax folks sideways.

Let us see some antonyms of necessarily, and dump the not. You're a rapist, questionably, or phrased better, you're questionably a rapist. I bet you could get a jury to convict on that. You might be a rapist. Wow. What a terrible thing to say. You're not necessarily a rapist, buuuuuuuut... you are, I'm just trying to be nice about it. It's hard to tell if those folks think rape is a big deal or not. They throw accusations around so much at things that aren't rape. I find the whole thing rather frustrating.

sounds like a success to me. Is that an EAS brief? I was a mercenary too.

Rich folks don't tend to live in tenements, and poor folks don't live in skyscrapers. How is this different than "the nice part of town" vs "the bad part of town" on a different scale? I thought of all the job boards on company websites. Stuff may as well go into the trash for all I know.

I'd really like more elaboration of what kind of girl things you wanted to do, and why; and what kind of "right" the feeling was, like correct? or preferable to someone? Tying ages to specific events may help. Why did you envy girls? I'm sorry to hear you were so alone. Would you go so far to call it neglect? Personally, I was left alone with my younger brother for the majority of my childhood. We were neglected. Were you by yourself at home? Do you have siblings? Did your parents divorce? Will you describe what behavior and interactions you parents had with each other, and you? Any memorably phrases or conversations? I accept they were poor role models, why and how? Being sensitive, expressive and open are great. I like being that, they're great characteristics to have. Shame they were presented to you as gender specific. Not into explicit competition, especially between friends, then one take it seriously, like winning a card game is the best thing to happen that year or something. It sounds like guys get the short end of the stick in that lesson. Being a boy is lame. I find this very interesting. I interpret this like you've got a male brain, but choose to be female. I don't know whether that's correct or not, just the impression I get. Probably not politically correct either. Bear with me. As I've said earlier in this thread, my concern is the types of child abuse experienced by transgendered, all other stuff aside. I don't know if it's causal or not, but I do know it's not something talked about much. I really appreciate your openness, Liberalismus. Thank you!

5 and a P A few years ago, I only thought 3.

As far as evidence goes, I'm thinking like 19th century papers by Freud or something. Maybe Greek myths of some god or demigod of indeterminate or fluid gender. I bet Greek mythology has that somewhere. How old were you when discovery occurred? Does that mean when you told your parents? I wouldn't expect that it went over well, and I'm very sorry to hear that it didn't. Coming out as anything can be difficult and, wow, just leave yourself open from attack from the ones that supposedly love you. Sometimes they go full bore attack, and then they prove they don't love you. I'm really curious what your childhood was like prior to discovery. What sort of lessons were you being taught about gender and the sexes, implicitly or explicitly, when you were very young? I've remembered more about this, my mother often said she was glad to have boys instead of girls. She'd say that when I was really young and that was one of her refrains she'd say to family and friends throughout my childhood, until I was in my teens. As an example of a gender/sex lesson I received growing up, it was something like: Better you're a boy than a girl, but boy will become bad, and girls don't like boys because they're bad. To tie it back to the OP: Liberalismus, you are one of the few people who can answer that with your own experience. I think it's great that you can be here to do that. What were those gender/sex lessons you learned growing up? When did you know your gender? Would it be possible to choose differently? Do you even have that choice? Your early childhood may or may not have any influence on it. I have no idea. What do you think? What was your understanding of the genders, based on what your parents and family had to say about them when you were young?

maybe the kids feel unsure of their sex, because the parents are unsure, and the kid gets that subconsciously. Prior to the 20th century, was desiring to be the opposite sex a thing? Historical evidence would be handy, right? I'd like to add my childhood experience, and a what-if variable based on it: I was "raised" by a second-wave feminist, a practicing one, who joined the US Military when slots opened for women in the 70's. When my parents divorced, I was 7 and my mom had some very cruel things to say about men, my father and by extension me, but she was unrestrained in her vitriol and would rant to me and at me. Because I was a man-to-be, I thought that she was talking about me, even if she claimed otherwise. Like, her angry bitching was valuable instructions on how to not be a bad man. After a while, it was men are just bad. I wonder if my mother had exasperatedly said something like "I wish you were a girl" along with those anti-man rants, maybe I'd want to be Nichole. Since this is FDR and all, how about we consider childhood trauma? Not only were his genitals mutilated, this was hidden from him, his parents lied to him and he was raised as the gender he wasn't. That sounds pretty fucking bad. Downright awful. That's terrible. I don't want to rule out child abuse and shitty fucking parenting. Society and all that jazz is great, but what if the parent(s) really really really wanted a child of the opposite gender? I am not a sexual male. <- This is a lie. I was raised to think that. I narrowly escaped that as a core belief. My younger brother, however, didn't get so lucky. Who knows what kind of lunatic bullshit parents of transgendered folks spouted at them growing up, or the way they were treated. Nobody is raised well, and to ignore childhood trauma and instead argue something like "Society's got a limited view of gender, man" on this board, of all places, come on. This isn't tumblr. This was a bit of a rant. My sexuality was affected by my parents, and I assume that's the case with everybody. Best not to overlook it.

Au revior makes for a classy farewell.

This thread gives me plenty of evidence that reputation works well enough.

It does turn into a strange web, doesn't it? Contradictory rules abound: You must work to be happy (or content? something positive) in life. Working is miserable and you will hate it! You'll hate it so much you'll bring it home with you. Words and not deeds.Later, chastised for not wanting to work, or not grinning and bearing it and just doing it. I know that's the general response from my dad when I broach the topic of working. It changes from words, not deeds to follow my lead, I'm miserable and you should accept that fate and be miserable too.I'm not sure whether these posts are productive for me gaining employment, or if it's procrastination, hopefully both realistically.I think I've missed the part about how fun and enjoyable working can be. Most menial jobs ain't that.

How do you know that you don't know anything for sure?It seems like proposing that nothing can be known for certain, is making a claim of knowledge and certainty. If that's what's going on, then wouldn't that spiral down to that statement being unsure as well, and every subsequent statement, this one too?If that's the position, well it can't be, because it only might be. So what's the point of maybe holding it, or not maybe holding it? It's hard to be sure, or is it?I might be flopping around on the ground, or standing. You can't be sure this text was even typed. I'm certainly not, and I quite possibly might have typed it. Are you seeing it? Are you sure about that?

Train of thought prior to: I find many of Generation Y seem to be directionless, or suffer from any number of psychological conditions, diagnosed or otherwise self imposed, as the result of childhood trauma inflicted on them. I think in part it has to do with absence of fathers and positive male role models growing up. The thought: The only thing my dad would talk about when it came to work, was what a pain in the ass it was. The train cars following: He worked for the state, so not a big surprise there now, but the formerly subconscious moral was that working sucks, side projects are more fun. That's the theme from my childhood. Thanks dad! Side projects are where I do have fun, and my bachelors degree and experience gained from those projects makes me a reasonable candidate for jobs which are remarkably similar to my hobby and side projects. Man, brain is looking out for me. Non-sequiturs man, my brain connects trains. Was it projection? Yes, but then I stood in front of the projector, and sure enough, it's on me too. I'm really excited to have connected these things. I take a lot of pride in it. It's shifting the responsibility around, so I know the part of me that's saying I'm not going to like working is a dad narrative. So cool. Thanks for reading! What are your thoughts?