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One of my pet peeves is when someone posts some outrage porn on social media and folks comment on how silly we must look to the Europeans. Who the hell cares what the Euros think? They have their own problems. Case in point:
"There is no creature more arrogant than a self-righteous libertarian on the web, am I right? Those folks are just intolerable."
"It's no secret that the great American pastime is no longer baseball. Now it's sanctimony." -- Guy Periwinkle, The Nix.
"Juilliardk N I ibuprofen Hyu I U unhurt u" - creekster
One of my pet peeves is when someone posts some outrage porn on social media and folks comment on how silly we must look to the Europeans. Who the hell cares what the Euros think? They have their own problems. Case in point:
My understanding is religion isn't that popular in Europe. Is that correct? I don't understand why a segment of our population want to be like the Europeans.
One of my pet peeves is when someone posts some outrage porn on social media and folks comment on how silly we must look to the Europeans. Who the hell cares what the Euros think? They have their own problems. Case in point:
I am with you. When people say that the US is the only one who does something or doesn't do something, my first reaction is, "who the hell cares?" We Americans dammit and what made us great is we have done things differently than everyone else.
One of my pet peeves is when someone posts some outrage porn on social media and folks comment on how silly we must look to the Europeans. Who the hell cares what the Euros think? They have their own problems. Case in point:
Ha, Switzerland is still neutral.
Give 'em Hell, Cougars!!!
For all this His anger is not turned away, but His hand is stretched out still.
Not long ago an obituary appeared in the Salt Lake Tribune that said the recently departed had "died doing what he enjoyed most—watching BYU lose."
One of my pet peeves is when someone posts some outrage porn on social media and folks comment on how silly we must look to the Europeans. Who the hell cares what the Euros think? They have their own problems. Case in point:
Not that any of the named circumstances offer any justification, but walking home alone?
I am with you. When people say that the US is the only one who does something or doesn't do something, my first reaction is, "who the hell cares?" We Americans dammit and what made us great is we have done things differently than everyone else.
One of my pet peeves is when someone posts some outrage porn on social media and folks comment on how silly we must look to the Europeans. Who the hell cares what the Euros think? They have their own problems. Case in point:
Maybe those are just kiss rapes.
No. Instead, he kissed me. I was paralyzed. I experienced all of these emotions at once: confusion, shame, anger, and pride.
How could a simple kiss elicit such emotions? It was just a brief kiss and we walked away.
Is this what rape feels like?
I hurried home. I was beside myself. Every ounce of me was trembling. This is the first time in my life that I experienced what it meant to be truly violated.
I blocked all of his accounts online as well as his number. I will never again let my guard down.
It has been 2 months since this encounter and while I’m not 100% recovered from the experience, I’m much stronger now. I can go forward knowing that if I ever put myself in such a situation again, I can do so by laying down firm ground rules first.
You do not have the right to hug me.
You do not have the right to put your hands on me (yes, this includes assisting me with my jacket).
And you most certainly DO NOT have the right to kiss me.
Vexed by a few mundane issues, this morning I went on a great hike along the ridge above our house. It's almost stunningly beautiful up there right now with the dense green grass and trees, and no noise other than the breeze and a few flocks of birds overhead. As if on cue, over my headphones came the following poem (Wild Geese) by Mary Oliver:
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Feel free to mock my sappiness, but it was a powerfully touching moment, and made for a nice morning.
Very good.
"Guitar groups are on their way out, Mr Epstein."
Upon rejecting the Beatles, Dick Rowe told Brian Epstein of the January 1, 1962 audition for Decca, which signed Brian Poole and the Tremeloes instead.
Upon rejecting the Beatles, Dick Rowe told Brian Epstein of the January 1, 1962 audition for Decca, which signed Brian Poole and the Tremeloes instead.
Two findings are interesting and confirm my suspicions, numbers 4 and 5.
4. The opportunity to express moral outrage at "corporate harm-doers" inflated participants perception of personal morality.
5. Guilt-induced moral outrage was lessened when people could assert their goodness through alternative means, "even in an unrelated context."
The findings also suggest that "outrage driven by moral identity concerns serves to compensate for the threat of personal or collective immorality" and the cognitive dissonance that it might elicit, and expose a "link between guilt and self-serving expressions of outrage that reflect a kind of 'moral hypocrisy,' or at least a non-moral form of anger with a moral facade."
"Guitar groups are on their way out, Mr Epstein."
Upon rejecting the Beatles, Dick Rowe told Brian Epstein of the January 1, 1962 audition for Decca, which signed Brian Poole and the Tremeloes instead.
I enjoyed this WaPo article about an Iowa state legislator who had to change his resume. He had reported he had a business degree, but it turns out it was a certificate for having completed a training course with Sizzler. "Apparently a degree and a certificate are different,” Chelgren told AP. Simple mistake. It's too bad he couldn't get into McDonald's Hamburger University.
Wilco is a very good band. They keep growing on me.
YHF is in my top five albums of all time.
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"Discipleship is not a spectator sport. We cannot expect to experience the blessing of faith by standing inactive on the sidelines any more than we can experience the benefits of health by sitting on a sofa watching sporting events on television and giving advice to the athletes. And yet for some, “spectator discipleship” is a preferred if not primary way of worshipping." -Pres. Uchtdorf
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