Haha no problem. I thought there might have been a misunderstanding of the rules somewhere, which is why I was trying to get you to explain your thought process.
Ohh I think I see what you are missing. "To the right of Ruby" doesn't mean "the one card to the right". It means every card to the right in the same row. So it's not just talking about Stella, but also Uma and Tina. Uma and Tina are both Pam's neighbours.
I have a distressing memory about this from a party I went to a couple of years ago. It was mostly people in their mid 20s. One of the people I talked to was a 27 year old girl who was really into indie games. I handed her my phone with my Steam library and we chatted for 20 minutes about the games we'd been playing as she scrolled through it.
Later in the night I found her standing slumped over in the hallway. I didn't recognize what was happening and I got very worried. I asked "excuse me, excuse me, are you okay??"
Still folded over, she cocked her head up to look at me. The expression on her face was somewhere between dazed and starry-eyed. She said "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL", reached her arms up and tried to grab my face. I ducked out of the way and left.
Someone told me that she got like that at every party.
The memory is seared into my brain. I still think about it and worry about her. I've seen fent folding in unhoused people before, but seeing it happen to someone I never would have expected really got to me.
I know a former teacher in China who told me that it's a very respected profession there, in the same way that doctors and lawyers are respected in the west.
Every single piece he makes has so much thought, effort, research, and real skill behind it. Sometimes he needs to make half a dozen specialized tools from scratch just to machine a single part. He does it all while taking excellent footage, and somehow he has enough skill and leftover energy to edit the footage into excellent videos. He deserves mad respect.
"I mean, d'you know what eternity is? There's this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there's this little bird-"-"What little bird?" said Aziraphale suspiciously.-"This little bird I'm talking about. And every thousand years-"-"The same bird every thousand years?"-Crowley hesitated. "Yeah," he said.-"Bloody ancient bird, then."-"Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies-"-"-limps-"-"-flies all the way to this mountain and sharpens its beak-"-"Hold on. You can't do that. Between here and the end of the universe there's loads of-" The angel waved a hand expansively, if a little unsteadily. "Loads of buggerall, dear boy."-"But it gets there anyway," Crowley persevered.-"How?"-"It doesn't matter!"-"It could use a space ship," said the angel.Crowley subsided a bit. "Yeah," he said. "If you like. Anyway, this bird-"-"Only it is the end of the universe we're talking about," said Aziraphale. "So it'd have to be one of those space ships where your descendants are the ones who get out at the other end. You have to tell your descendants, you say, When you get to the Mountain, you've got to-" He hesitated. "What have they got to do?"-"Sharpen its beak on the mountain," said Crowley. "And then it flies back-"-"-in the space ship-"-"And after a thousand years it goes and does it all again," said Crowley quickly.There was a moment of drunken silence.-"Seems a lot of effort just to sharpen a beak," mused Aziraphale.-"Listen," said Crowley urgently, "the point is that when the bird has worn the mountain down to nothing, right, then-"Aziraphale opened his mouth. Crowley just knew he was going to make some point about the relative hardness of birds' beaks and granite mountains, and plunged on quickly.-"-then you still won't have finished watching The Sound of Music."Aziraphale froze.-"And you'll enjoy it," Crowley said relentlessly. "You really will."-"My dear boy-"-"You won't have a choice."-"Listen-"-"Heaven has no taste."-"Now-"-"And not one single sushi restaurant."A look of pain crossed the angel's suddenly very serious face.
I fully agree with everything you said. Do you mean that children aren't necessarily learning racism from their parents because they are learning to be racist from society as a whole?
Maybe I'm wrong about parenthood, but I would like to believe that any openly racist 10-13 year old kid must have racist parents, simply because any decent parent would catch on and stamp that behaviour out.
Those pathetic, racist, middle aged people who are trying to relive their teenage years? I just met a few people like that. You're right on the money. Those people had children too.
Haha no problem. I thought there might have been a misunderstanding of the rules somewhere, which is why I was trying to get you to explain your thought process.