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  • Because they were Confederates

  • Prison labor camps.

  • So the fascists say they will stop murdering people if Minnesota just identifies the names and addresses of all people in the state who did not vote for fascism? Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

  • Ai data center.

  • I'm in the US. I was taking respiratory classes at Reading Area Community College. Clinical hours are part of the program. You aren't required to volunteer in your chosen field, but most people in my class did. I spent a lot of time shadowing other respiratory therapists and nurses. I'm pretty sure all jobs in the medical field have some kind of clinical requirements. My wife just became a medical assistant, but her clinical hours were paid.

  • I do get obsessive with things but right now my hyper focus is pointed at work. As for learning how to have peace, I hear you 100%. It was covid that really changed my life. With the stimulus money and the pause in my school loan wage garnishment I was finally able to save up enough money for a down payment on a house on a quiet street next to a large forest. When everything got quiet during shutdown I learned that my threshold for overstimulation was far lower than I thought. I live a small life and I try to keep things low impact. If I take on too much it all falls apart

  • Depends. Brown sugar in tea. White sugar in coffee. But I drink it black. Honestly the correct answer is honey.

  • I was in school for respiratory therapy which is essentially nursing school with a specialty. As part of your classes you need to do a certain number of clinical hours per week working in various medical environments. You basically have a part time unpaid job. I think I had to do something like 10 hours per week.

    I almost made it though the program but I gassed out bad right at the end. I had been in school for like 7 years at that point, bouncing between majors. Just prior to my time studying RT I had been studying to be a high school biology teacher. I also did a lot of clinical hours as a student teacher. I ended up with a serious case of burnout. I didn't even know what burnout was until it happened to me. In 3 weeks everything in my life changed. I failed out of school, lost my fiance, lost my job, and I was homeless. I spent 6 months crashing at a friend's house drinking all day until I found a job in another city that included housing. I completely restarted my life from zero at 32 years old.

  • Thank you for your words. I think you understand my situation completely. I have done all those things and much more, but all of my experiences are nothing in the face of my inability to create stability around me. I have gotten better at life lately but that's a development that only emerged in my 40's. I have a lot of trauma from a life of incomplete projects and abject failures that I'm hesitant to to anything new because I know how it will turn out.

    Honestly, I work hard to keep my life small. Covid taught me that my personal threshold for stimulation is far, far lower than I realized. Once I started operating within my limits my life got smoother. Unfortunately this also means that I don't have much room in my mind for many relationships.

  • In the quiet moments I'm as likely to think about quantum physics and astrophysics as I am to think about how I'm going to build my character in whatever game I'm playing.

    I wish they had never called me smart. I'm autistic/ADHD with above average pattern recognition skills and I excel at improvisation. I'll sound like I've known what I was talking about all along but in reality I'm just figuring things out in real time. But "gifted" was the wrong title. It sent me down a path that I couldn't walk. No hell is hotter than having school loans and no degree to pay for them.

    Boredom is rarely a thing for me. I can disconnect from reality pretty easily and just go completely clear. Sometimes my thoughts will spin so hard that I'll lose sleep for days because I can't stop designing something in my head.

    Socially I'm a mess. My neurodivergence prevents me from making human connections. I'm good with my wife, but I really struggle with friendships. I kind of forget that people exist. I have a non existent relationship with my siblings and parents. I honestly hate conversations.

    I do think gifted children exist. I do believe they require a different approach to their education. That said, I think all children require an individual approach. Everyone learns differently. You can't judge a fish by its ability to ride a bicycle. I think an incorrect attempt at education is its own kind of trauma. Kids have enough problems, but shoving them all through the same hole can backfire. Stress and anxiety is like radiation. You can only absorb so much before you get cancer.

  • I wish nothing more than to have a normal brain. I fucking hate my symptoms. I could have been so much more if I wasn't dragging this anchor behind me.

  • Cheers brother. I was once a minor local celebrity in Wilkes Barre Pennsylvania because of my beer knowledge. I used to be a home brewer and was involved in brewing clubs and had a lot of brewing friends. Before covid I was a bar manager for a craft beer store/restaurant/bar called Kreugels Beer and Deli. We were regularly featured on a local TV show called "Wine Hops and Road Stops"- think of a low rent version of "Diners, Dives, and Drive-ins". The host, Jeff Bonomo, still does it. The episodes are all on YouTube im in a lot of season 3 and 4. I would do segments where I would talk about craft beer and the history of brewing. With my Irish hat and my red beard i'm kind of recognizable. For a little while every time I went out I'd hear "hey you're that beer guy!" Lol.

    Literally the day before covid shutdown jeff told me the bosses at the TV station wanted to make me a paid co-host for the show. I was RIGHT there... Fame money women.... Or actually none of that. Lol. But seriously, they did want to bring me in but then shutdown happened and everything changed. My bar closed it's doors permanently not long after. I miss those days

  • Why, yes sir. Yes I am. Lol

  • 3- lol no. I can barely make enough to meet our monthly delivery goals. But, we don't put the electronics in them. A areospace company does that. I make the carbon fiber housing. You wouldn't believe the tolerances; "difficult to make" isn't even close. I work 7 days/65+hrs per week. I'm the only one who can make it.

  • 2- I guess Egypt was the Sahara? I didn't really see the dunes beyond what was around the great pyramids in Giza. But there were lots of guys with camels offering pictures and rides. Actually kind of scammy though because they would stand behind you with their camel and their kid would snap a Polaroid without asking and demand money. We were told just to pay everyone. Something like that would be like $0.50.

    I DID however spend 3 days with the bedouins in Southern Israel. I went to a fancy English speaking high school called The Anglican School International. You should look it up. It's a beautiful campus. There were like 20 people in my graduating class in '97. They organized a few trips for us every year. Some of them were really amazing. I got to ride through a scrubby desert in military jeeps driven by teenage soldiers once.

    The bedouin trip was amazing though. They are a nomadic Arab tribe that live in tents like they have for thousands of years. They are basically the middle Eastern version of the Amish. So I've of the days we went on a 12 hour camel ride through the Negev. My camel was such an asshole that a little boy had to lead him the whole way. Did you know that a camel's neck is flexible enough to bite you while you are sitting on them? Yeah neither did I. Guess how I learned.

    So on the way back my friend and I decided we were done with the camels and would rather walk. As the supreme confident 16 year olds we were, we lagged far behind the group lifting rocks to find creatures. All we found were little yellow scorpions, but we found TONS of them. We picked then up by their tails and the them at each other. Fun stuff.

    Months later we were in study hall in the library just flipping through interesting books like the Guinness world records and stuff. 90's version of doom scrolling. On one page we saw that scorpion we were playing with. The "yellow Palestine scorpion" also know as a "death stalker". Yep. One of the most venomous creatures on earth. We were throwing them. Guaranteed death. Nervous system shutdown. The only thing that saved us was that truly dangerous creatures tend to be chill. Fun times.

  • 1- I met zahi hawass in 1995 before he was anything other than an egyptologist and a university professor. The charisma you see on TV is 100% the real him. At the time my family was living in Jerusalem Israel. My dad was an engineer for Intel helping set up a new chip manufacturing facility on the outskirts of town.

    In the 90's there were a lot of improved relationships between Israel and its neighbors. In 1973 there was the 6 day war where Egypt, Jordan, Syria, and a could other countries I can't remember, all attacked Israel simultaneously. At which time Israel kicked all of their asses back to their deserts of origin in less than a week.

    Anywho... In 1995 Israel opened its southern border into Egypt for tourism. I think they called it the Tabla crossing. I was 15. We drove across the Saini desert in kind of a tour bus. We were the first Americans to make the trip. Long fucking drive too. I think it took something like 5 hours just to cross the endless wastes.

    I think Egypt was trying to lay out the red carpet for us. We stayed as a hotel that was unbelievably lavish. Lol, we were told we must stay in our rooms or be off grounds between 5pm and 7pm because they sprayed for mosquitoes. These guys are wearing these gas powered foggers full of DDT that spread a haze you couldn't see through.

    We met Dr Hawass at our hotel and he rode with us to Giza. In pictures the pyramids look like they're in the middle of the desert but in reality there's a densely populated neighborhood right next to it. He walked through all of them with us. We walked through every interior room and walkway privately. He showed us his personal dig sites and I saw, with own eyes, heiroglyphs of a kangaroo. There's debate about this but I know what I saw. He took us through the museum and we bought some little statue figurines from a street before that Dr Hawass authenticated. He said they were legit middle kingdom artifacts. It was unreal. I boldly drank tap water because I wanted to develop an immunity to the local pathogens, anticipating a return. I never did visit Egypt again but I did suffer through amoebic dissentary for 3 weeks.

    It was years later when I started seeing Dr Hawass on TV. At first I was like.. wait I recognize that voice... Then the holy shit moment when I realized what a true gift it had been to get a private tour. It was me, my parents and my 5 year old younger brothers; 5 days in Egypt, I'm pretty sure the whole things didn't cost $4000 at the time.

  • It's always intimidating when you meet actual smart people. All theories about my own competence go out the window when I see someone who can do it all -WELL. But they say perfection is the thief of joy so who knows what the right path is. What I do know is that you are who you around yourself with. Those friends of yours add to you, regardless what you bring to the table. Lean in to them.

    <As for a question: do you feel you are doing too much of everything? too much work?>

    Lol you have no idea. The project I'm involved in relies so heavily on me that I literally can't take a day off. Other than major holidays, and today because we're getting 2 feet of snow, I have been working 7 days/65+hrs per week for 7 months straight with no end in sight. I have difficulty saying no. I am currently training a whole new department at work and to replace what I do would take 3 people a year to learn.

    I secretly want to get back into music. I used to be pretty good on a guitar. Most people would say I still am but I know what I used to be able to do vs what my fingers give me now. I would love to sit down with a good teacher and learn an entirely new style from the ground up. I'm good with fingerpicking and stuff like that but I've always wanted to shred on an electric lol.

  • And 100% of that is my real life. I know it sounds fantastc but in reality I'm an underachieving mess.

  • Dopamine