The stories were awesome, life-changing, exuberant, exhilarating, fantastic, and brilliant, and then for some reason I saw the word "India" and it was as if you said some codeword and the hypnosis broke. But your younger childhood memories seem extremely vivid and attractive, very compelling. I don't share them, but I wish to meet such people who have such experiences.
Ha, nice stories. I particularly like the high-school ones because they resonate the most with me. At the same time that period of life is when a person discovers a lot about himself and others is a more cognizant way.
I went to Balkan high school to study computers, and we were an almost exclusively male school (about 5 to 10 girls across 5 grades - about 500 students).
> We also visited a home for children with cerebral palsy. I had fun with them, and got one of the Indian boys to throw up roman saultes with me.
In English class we had to give a groups presentation about different countries. We chose Saudi Arabia and we brought makeshift turbans and I cut out a cardboard Yatagan. We played out a beheading of one of our Muslim classmates under the banner of Hitlor. I have a photo but I don't want to dox.
I was once assigned to read a paper in one of my university classes during a unit sudying cross-cultural norms that "counting to four" is a universal skill across all cultures and groups, and may have been genetically wired early on. I can't remember what it was called, nor do I have a link to it, but that seems worth noting.
It’s the interesting that you got so much female attention from crying. I never cried as a kid, in fact I prided myself on having never cried in front of the neighborhood kids throughout elementary school, despite being among the youngest in the group. But I guess the sensitive young man wins against the stoyk in the end… Or maybe it’s just halo effect. I was not ugly as a kid but I was shorter than my classmates
I feel like every mormon these days is either half-mexican, mexican dating a white, or a white dating a mexican. They're real mixophiles, which is why I find it so ridiculous when people start making those Aryan Joseph Smith memes. That man was an injun lover and the inheritors of his revelation continue this tradition with a diverse array of racially unusual partners. Their religion is also very dumb, and they all work for the federal agencies, so I don't see any charm in them anymore.
If I had a nickel for every brown (ethnic) Mormon zoomer HBDer on Substack, I’d have two nickels.
Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it happens twice.
I think its because they were sold a patently absurd religion created by a con-man as kids, then grew out of it. So they have good bullshit detectors.
The stories were awesome, life-changing, exuberant, exhilarating, fantastic, and brilliant, and then for some reason I saw the word "India" and it was as if you said some codeword and the hypnosis broke. But your younger childhood memories seem extremely vivid and attractive, very compelling. I don't share them, but I wish to meet such people who have such experiences.
Opsec is not for losers, but appreciate the good time I had reading this!
Also, its Portuguese, not "portugese"...
Ha, nice stories. I particularly like the high-school ones because they resonate the most with me. At the same time that period of life is when a person discovers a lot about himself and others is a more cognizant way.
I went to Balkan high school to study computers, and we were an almost exclusively male school (about 5 to 10 girls across 5 grades - about 500 students).
> We also visited a home for children with cerebral palsy. I had fun with them, and got one of the Indian boys to throw up roman saultes with me.
In English class we had to give a groups presentation about different countries. We chose Saudi Arabia and we brought makeshift turbans and I cut out a cardboard Yatagan. We played out a beheading of one of our Muslim classmates under the banner of Hitlor. I have a photo but I don't want to dox.
Good times.
I was once assigned to read a paper in one of my university classes during a unit sudying cross-cultural norms that "counting to four" is a universal skill across all cultures and groups, and may have been genetically wired early on. I can't remember what it was called, nor do I have a link to it, but that seems worth noting.
oldfrog = instant sub (if i weren’t already). xqcL
Legitimately funny as hell. I wish my memories were as intact.
It’s the interesting that you got so much female attention from crying. I never cried as a kid, in fact I prided myself on having never cried in front of the neighborhood kids throughout elementary school, despite being among the youngest in the group. But I guess the sensitive young man wins against the stoyk in the end… Or maybe it’s just halo effect. I was not ugly as a kid but I was shorter than my classmates
I feel like every mormon these days is either half-mexican, mexican dating a white, or a white dating a mexican. They're real mixophiles, which is why I find it so ridiculous when people start making those Aryan Joseph Smith memes. That man was an injun lover and the inheritors of his revelation continue this tradition with a diverse array of racially unusual partners. Their religion is also very dumb, and they all work for the federal agencies, so I don't see any charm in them anymore.
You are the epitome of hybrid vigour