LadyLikesSpiders

I'm only here because of an unjust reddit ban, and I'm very sad to say that I still would prefer reddit to this. The shear scale of reddit means there was always something interesting me through the far more varied and active communities available there. Lemmy is great and all, but I feel way less engaged with anything going on

I was active, and even a recognized name on some subs where I was particularly active, but here, those same communities are either woefully underpopulated and inactive, or just straight up don't exist. When I need to ask questions or get a wide variety of opinions, or even share a story, I knew reddit had enough activity for me to get at least some traffic. Here, I haven't even made a post

Sorry, Lemmy, but we're only together because reddit left. You're my rebound

This is not how I expected to get a degree in arachnology

I am older now then my mom was when she had me, and I'm a significantly younger of 2 children. I know that my mother was already deeply unhappy in her relationship with my dad, but at the time still believed in trying to salvage it. That's why I was born, after all

Mom was a leftist for the time, free spirit, rebellious woman who made the mistake of getting impregnated by a conservative and traditionally macho man in a catholic, Latin American country, and found herself marrying because out-of-wedlock pregnancies would be the absolute literal worst thing that could possibly happen to anyone ever, apparently

By the time she was my current age, she had been domesticated (partially through some mid-tier abuse, but also because she did have my sister and I to raise) and worked an entry-level job in a country where her degree didn't mean shit and she could barely communicate. My dad also worked, having a better-paying job, but also a second weekend job. We grew up poor, my sister basically raised me, and my mom regrets that she couldn't be there. She also deeply regrets how much of her own personal joys she gave up for my father specifically, joining him for all of his hobbies, while never being able to indulge in any of hers because he didn't let her. She don't give a fuck now, though

I have a lot of negative things to say about my parents, but boy did they fucking work their asses off

People hate what they fear and fear what they don't understand. The path, then, to fight against hate is specifically understanding

I learned this by watching The Crocodile Hunter as a child. I remember very vaguely a point Steve Irwin made about how people are terrified and act to harm animals they know nothing about. Either he went on to further say, or I extrapolated it myself, that knowing how an animal will act informs YOU on how to approach the situation; No need for fear or hate if you understand the reality of the situation. I then further extrapolated this race relations. It's a little general, but a white person may be racist against a black person because they think they're dangerous, just as someone might see a snake they know nothing about and think it dangerous

The twist is that his original owners didn't know jack shit about basketball, but were really into a specific strain of beef

I first saw a message like this on a DVD release of old Loony Toons shorts. The topic of what to do with "problematic" historical things has always been contentious to me as a person who loves history, as well as a filthy libtard cuck, or whatever we get called these days. I think historical context needs to be preserved. We learn so much from history, so removing it also removes are ability to learn from those mistakes. It also colors our current perception of those historical periods inaccurately, which makes it harder to track down the roots and causes of systemic and cultural issues. Presenting the reality with the additional clarification and context that values have changed and should be taken with a grain of salt is, in my opinion, the best way to present anything historical whenever the subject of "problematic" content comes up

I know plenty of “white” Americans speaking perfectly fine American English, but with a last name like Garcia

This is me. I'm a latina, and even my first name is white-passing, and not a single person would know until I explicitly tell them or they meet my parents or something. It really goes to show how arbitrary race is, and how much of our perceptions based on race is also built on a base of ignorance

Legit I good instrument. Would love to own some day

Now open borders can mean from anywhere, but this is largely about Mexico. Them's the people that cross our borders. It's so incredibly strange to me that western civilization is in such peril from immigration from a *check's notes Catholic country that speaks a European language. The realization I had that Latin America isn't actually considered part of "The west" was the last piece that clicked into place on just how meaningless that term is. They are geographically western, the primary religions are European, and the primary languages are European. For fuck's sake, it's called Latin America, and it's not because they were the site of the former Roman Empire

When you realize that Latin America is not part of Western civilization, you can see how plainly there isn't even an iota of thought behind the idea of a common collective European heritage; It is only race; It is only white

You're outta your mind if you think the spider girl is the one calling someone else a master

Look at my user name and take a guess

"This is Melody Crescendo"

"Oh, that's pretty. What's her middle name?"

"Well Melody is her middle name. Her real first name is Hurdy-Gurdy"