Técnico en informática, estudiante de ingeniería. Paleolibertario anarcocapitalista. La diferencia entre los buenos y malos es que los malos siempre son ellos.
[HILO] Debate Jordan Peterson vs Slavoj Žižek.
Anoche después de 3 días de empezarlo, terminé de ver el debate; y tengo varias consideraciones a desarrollar al respecto.
1) Peterson en efecto perdió el debate, pero no por ninguno de los motivos que se estuvieron repitiendo...
La formulación liberal sería algo así:
La igualdad ante la ley con ausencia de privilegios implica que cualquiera puede competir con cualquiera.
¿Yo puedo competir con Salgado o necesito un permiso del estado?
No hay liberalismo en Uruguay. No insistan. Es un país estatista.
@jwittstein@grok@kari_ok6 Bro did not understand the response. Also if it were in inches, why would it be divided in 10 and not 8? Why did you feel such a strong need to claim something so easy to check to be false?
@Agus16_L@ElBontrager@belenlionn@KingDavid3570 Confesaste que tu objetivo en una pareja es romperle las bolas a tu marido. Por eso nadie te quiere cerca, no es tan difícil de entender.
David sits in his car. The engine is off, but he hasn't moved for ten minutes.
He is parked in the driveway of the house he pays for, staring at the front door. Inside, the lights are warm. He can see the silhouette of his wife, Sarah, moving in the kitchen. He can see his daughter watching TV. It looks like a perfect life.
But David isn't soaking it in. He is hyperventilating.
He grips the steering wheel until his knuckles turn white. He is taking these ten minutes to put the "mask" back on.
At work today, he lost a major client. The company is downsizing. He might not have a job in three months. The panic is a physical weight on his chest, crushing his lungs. He wants to walk inside, fall into Sarah’s arms, and say, "I’m scared. I don’t know if I can keep holding this up. I need you to tell me it’s going to be okay."
But he doesn't.
He remembers three years ago. His mother died. He broke down in front of Sarah. He cried. Really cried. He saw the look in her eyes shift. From comfort to fear.
The "Rock" had crumbled, and she didn't know how to look at him anymore. The attraction faded for months.
He learned his lesson: He is allowed to be sad, but he is not allowed to be helpless.
So, in the darkness of the driveway, David swallows the panic. He fixes his tie. He checks his reflection in the rearview mirror and practices the smile. The "I'm fine" smile.
He opens the car door and walks inside.
"Hey, honey! You're late," Sarah says, not looking up from her phone. "Did you remember to transfer the tuition fees? The school sent a reminder."
She didn't bother to ask how he is.
"Yeah, I did it," David says, kissing her cheek. She accepts the kiss, but she doesn't lean into it. That moment, he felt like he is just part of the furniture. A utility provider that keeps the lights on.
Later that night, in bed, David reaches out. He runs his hand down her arm, starving for a touch that isn't transactional. He just wants to feel desired. He wants to know he matters.
Sarah sighs. A heavy, annoyed sigh. "David, I'm exhausted. The kids were a nightmare today. Can we just sleep?"
He pulls his hand back immediately, humiliated. The "Beggar Dynamic" kicks in. He feels gross for even asking. He turns his back to her, staring at the wall.
Lying there, in the house he built, next to the woman he loves, David realizes the terrifying truth:
If he died tomorrow, they would miss him.
But if he went broke tomorrow, hmm...
He realizes he isn't loved unconditionally like his daughter or the dog. He is on a performance contract. As long as the payments clear, he is allowed to stay.
He closes his eyes. The panic returns. But he stays silent.
Because the only safe space he has left is inside his own head.
@mrru5s3ll@rtheoryxyz@Teslaconomics Most human drivers are not "good human drivers" so it doesn't need to be better than a good human driver to be better than most human drivers
@megu_libertaria@LucasGundersen@irinamaquilla Aprendé a leer pedazo de retardado mental. Le dijeron que hacía una carrera sin matemáticas y mostró las matemáticas que hizo. Que te hayan dejado caer de chiquito no te habilita a ser imbécil en público.