Ex socialism victim who managed to escape and live freely as a libertarian! ( or try to:) I support the #texit movement. BJJ fanatic. Immigration consultant.
All right, here’s something very important you should read today.
I’m not going to tell you what happened. I’m not going to tell you who. I’m just going to tell you it’s not me, and it’s not someone close to me.
But when you travel to the U.S., or honestly to any other country, be very careful about what you carry in your bag.
Do not carry loose pills, random medication, Tylenol, powder, supplements, or anything that could look suspicious without proper packaging or identification. Even if it’s completely harmless, it can still create a very serious situation very fast.
Second thing. Please, please, please have a step-by-step plan in case something happens to you.
Who can access your money?
Who can pay your bills?
Who can access your accounts?
Who can help you without it looking suspicious or creating even more problems?
You need at least one trusted person who knows where things are and what to do.
It’s easy to think, “Oh, my spouse would handle it.” But what if your spouse is with you? Then what?
Seriously, think about it.
I’m dealing with a situation right now that made me realize that even I’m not 100% sure everything would be smooth if something unexpected happened.
So… take it or leave it. But it’s something worth thinking about.
So I was chatting with my Airbnb guest earlier. He’s from England and he’s here in Texas for a shooting competition. So I asked him, “So… what do you think of Texas?”
And he started laughing and said all his friends back in England were asking him, “Aren’t you scared to go to Texas?”
And he said, “Honestly, people are so nice here. Everybody is so calm and chilled.” Then he goes, “Probably because everybody is armed.”
Then of course we ended up talking about guns, gun laws, the restrictions in England versus Texas and all that stuff.
And honestly, I realized something… I never end up talking about guns with Americans. It’s always foreigners that want to talk about it for some reason. 😂
But seriously, Texans really are warm and welcoming people. It’s hard to explain unless you’ve experienced it.
I am really tired of everything being politicized. Everything. Sports, for example. And honestly, we politicized a pandemic, so at this point nothing should surprise us anymore. But what exhausts me is this obsession with forcing people to pick a side.
Because that is what is expected now. That is what people want from you.
Which halftime show did you watch yesterday? Apparently, that alone defines your political identity. You watched Bad Bunny, so you must be a communist. You watched the All-American show from Turning Point USA, so you must be a selfish, horrible conservative. There is no room for nuance. You cannot enjoy both. You cannot like one thing without being told what tribe you belong to.
You must choose a side. You must oppose the other side. That is the rule.
And this is everywhere. We see it in sports, in culture, in entertainment. They are trying to do the same thing with the Olympics now, constantly injecting political subjects that have absolutely nothing to do with the Olympics. It is honestly insane.
And no, I am not confused about what is happening. I see it clearly. I am tired of you too. We know exactly what you are trying to do. You will always defend your side, even when your side is completely wrong. Always.
But my people are different. My people are open minded. They think for themselves. They observe. They question. They do not feel obligated to pick a side just to belong. They believe it is their responsibility to criticize their own side, to call out wrongdoing, to tell the truth even when it is uncomfortable.
And that is exactly what we should be teaching our children.
One thing I really loved about the U.S. is what they call the “melting pot”.
In Canada, multiculturalism, at least from my perspective, ended up erasing a lot of the original culture I grew up with. Every time I go back, even to my hometown, it feels drastically different. And I think I notice it even more because I don’t live there anymore and I don’t visit that often. The change is obvious to me. And honestly, I don’t think it’s for the better.
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What I loved about the U.S., and what I actually took the time to research and try to understand, is this idea of the melting pot. Everyone comes with their own culture. Everyone brings something to the table. But there is still a shared agreement that we are all contributing to American culture. Not replacing it. Adding to it.
I always thought that was beautiful.
In our house, we can be whatever we want. We can celebrate our cultures, share them with others, mix them together. But at the same time, there is this big, important, common culture that connects everyone. American culture. And everyone pitches in.
Lately, though, I feel like it’s slipping away. And I notice it because I pay attention.
I don’t come from American culture originally. English is not my first language, and I’m proud of where I come from. But when I chose to come to the U.S., I accepted something very specific. I chose to live as an American, while bringing my own background with me. My baggage.
That’s what made America so special to me.
And now I feel like that agreement is being quietly broken.
I felt it very strongly yesterday, watching the Super Bowl. I found myself asking, what are they trying to do here? I don’t have a problem with other cultures. I love other cultures. I love mine. I’m proud of who I am. That’s not the issue.
The issue is that I thought there was an unspoken contract when we came here. That we bring our culture, yes, but we also protect and contribute to the culture that already exists. That’s what made it work.
And now, I don’t know anymore.
What I’m seeing makes me very uncomfortable. Not because of diversity, but because of fragmentation. I don’t want it to change. I want it to stay the way it was. I like it that way. I believe that’s why it worked so well.
No matter where we come from, we still came together around something shared. Something bigger than all of us.
America.
"To help solve global problems we're pursuing variable geometry. In other words: different coalitions for different issues based on common values and interests" - Carney
Common values and interests with China? Quatar?
https://t.co/KFCX7gcPt2 😱 I am shocked and ashamed:)
I listened to this song ONCE.. Only ONCE. I was completely obsessed with it. It doesn’t happen to me. I am not that easy 🙂
I wanted to know who the band are and I found out it’s AI generated.
I am pissed !! I don’t like AI in music but I love music. AI is able to assemble instruments, voice, chords, beats, lyrics that people will love.
What do you think of that song?
Listen to it loud 🙂 ’
If my 15-year-old self (fresh out of a Terminator movie obsession) had time-traveled to today, she would have completely freaked out listening to my conversation:
“Can I speak to a human? I need a human. Please transfer me to a human. Thank you.”
Even I am surprised to have to say that
We can’t fix stupid, but honestly, the amount of insanity I’ve seen in the past few days is just unbelievable. I don’t even know what to think anymore. Are people really this clueless? Maybe.
Here’s the trend I’m seeing:
On one side, people saying, “We don’t want to know what causes autism. Don’t tell us to stop taking something, because we don’t want to change our lifestyle. I need my pain meds, pregnant or not. Leave it alone. It’s just genetic. Nothing to do, can’t fix it. So back off.”
And then on the other side, you have people saying, “Why would you even want to fix autism? Autism is a gift. It’s the future of humanity. Don’t you get it?”
And that’s where I stop and go: wait...what? Because autism is a spectrum. On one end, you have kids like my daughter: non-verbal, still in diapers, where everyday life is a challenge. And then at the other end, you’ve got people who are hyper-sensitive, maybe socially awkward, but geniuses in a specific field.
Why are we putting all of that into the same basket? How can the same word cover both an extreme disability and a completely different kind of intelligence? What exactly are we even talking about when we say “autism”?
Can we please have that conversation?