Ever since I saw this gigachad pic I was like wait a minute I remember where this was from.
So I digged and found the 2020 Finnish documentary series called Logged In which was about 5 guys who were neets and this guy was one of them.
It’s kinda fun that the most popular arab sports commentator says he wanted to be a historian and got a degree in philology, but ended up in radio then sports and his fame is because he references history constantly during his commentary which Arabs love
i think being exposed to and socialized to be able to connect to many different types of people is a great innoculator against becoming a reactionary. it really keeps you in a “well it depends” mindset which i think is the one best equipped to grasp reality
there are people who write more honestly in a language they learned later in life than in the one they grew up speaking. and that sounds strange until you realize that your first language absorbed every rule your culture ever had about what's appropriate to say out loud, what feelings are acceptable to name, how much honesty is too much honesty at a dinner table. and sometimes a second language arrives with none of that-it's just words. clean ones. and in those clean words some peoplefinally say the
-thing they were never given permission to say in the language that raised them. that's what language actually does before it's had time to learn your family's rules.
그거 아시나요 레딧에는 stupiddovenests
라는 채널이 있는데요
말 그대로 자기가 본 바보 같은 비둘기 둥지를 올리고 공유하는 곳입니다
가끔 비둘기 말고도 다른 새들이 바보짓하는 게 올라오기도 하고요
새들 좋아하는 사람들이랑 같이 구경하면 재밌어요
일단 오늘 제가 건진 건 이거
IShowSpeed ran into a Chinese fan during his World Cup livestream, but the fan’s English was "very bad."
Suddenly, Speed switched to Chinese: "冷静,我说中文。请给我的直播加油!" (Calm, I speak Chinese. Plz cheer for my stream!)
Every discussion around rape and sexual assault on Pak Twitter dissolves into a virtue signalling circlejerk.
"Rapists should be hanged publicly."
"No they should be castrated."
"No they should be stoned."
Meanwhile ignoring the problem of catching rapists in the first place.
The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.