Same. Posted fairly blissfully ignorant for a couple months, until I shared my experiences teaching Taiwanese and Chinese university exchange students in the same room. Obviously, I got banned.

That’s about the point I became aware I was hanging out in a nazi bar just because the atmosphere was nice and the beers were cheap.

My man, I can’t grow up on Kevin Smith films and miss the opportunity to sit between him and Jason Mewes. Are we kidding?

It’s a little sad when our collective culture has convinced us that any woman being unapologetically horny online must be a bot.

I’ve definitely seen humans “behave like this.” Spend 15 seconds on any short-form social media, and it’s thirst post after thirst trap post, ad infinitum. We have had posters here in Lemmy that pretty perpetually post boomer-humor style content that aimlessly sexualizes women. But a woman goes “fuck it, I want to do that,” and it must be a bot, because that’s the culture we’ve built.

Women aren’t really different from men. Men act up being horny all the time. Women are like that too; we just look down on them when they do. It’s about time we stop claiming to be beyond petty sexism while continuing to seperate the genders so unabashedly.

people just as left-wing as they are

People so “left” they wrap right back around to merit-based authoritarianism.

Well, he did leave you another option.

Imagine spending your time being intentionally obtuse about the colloquial understanding of “America” and then calling other people “lame ass trolls.” C’mon man. Be better.

While I appreciate the personal anecdote, what was the cost paid by your insurer? Being covered by private insurance is great for you, but what happens to the people without the means?

The subtext of your post is an insinuation that it isn’t as bad as others make it out to be, but it sounds like it wasn’t bad for you because you have good private insurance, and the means to obtain and manage that insurance. Not everyone is in that situation, and those who don’t have access to good private insurance, or simply make a mistake in managing their insurance, shouldn’t be forced to pay absurd fees out of debt/pocket.

I remember binding forward, backward, strafe left and strafe right to the C-buttons in Goldeneye, so I could free up the joystick for quicker aim and Odd Job hate. Everyone thought I was crazy. Who’s laughing now!

Not bothering to cover up your crimes isn’t the flex you seen to think it is.

But autopen was a problem.

I fucking hate stroads.

Now these are some shitposts.

“Look at these gullible fucking idiots finding beauty in life. What absolute buffoons.”

I mean, c’mon man. Who fuck cares. It makes people smile and hurts no one. Not everyone needs to miserable as you.

There seems to be a collective in this community that mistake “shitpost” for “there are no rules about posting.”

As long as we’re on the topic:

It translates to “the ends justifies the means.” Gamefreak, what the fuck?

I appreciate the sentiment, but I get paid decent money, too. The “teachers don’t make anything” myth is really just select portions of the US. Once I am finished my masters, I’ll be well above the 6-digit mark in CAD.

Though you’re certainly on to something in that more impactful jobs tend to get paid less. Even in the school, watching the support staff who work with our highest need students, knowing that I’m probably a tax bracket above them… Well, it feels very unfair, to say the least.

Honestly, it’s because I’m well into my 30s that I appreciate them. They give me perspective that I won’t find elsewhere in my life, and make me feel like my job is having a real impact. There are lives out there that are a little better for having me in them, and that feeds back into me, too. And being around them helps me from becoming some jaded old dude. These aren’t things people worry about in their 20s.

Obviously some of them annoy the shit out of me, and even the best of them has more energy than I can find over the course of the day. But I only have them until ~3 and then they go back to their parents and I get to relax. I think it’s easy find the good in every type of kid when you know that your time with them is fleeting.

And when I think about getting paid a salary to do this as opposed to anything else in the world? I mean, yeah, it feels like a genuine treat. I don’t have to come home tired and covered in sterilized grease the way I did in college, when I cooked my way through my degree, and I don’t need to come home physically worn and covered in motor oil the way my father did. Saying “I get to hang out with kids all day” is definitely downplaying the real work a bit, of which there is a ton, but at the end of the day, I really do genuinely feel lucky to have this way of living available to me.

So, I’m a teacher, and I love my career. The fact that I get paid good money to hang out with teenagers and make a difference in so many lives is almost mind-boggling to me. But it’s still work. The job is exhausting, prep work and grading both suck, and I’m never happy to wake up at 7am. I’d never do it for free, and I’m always excited to have a day off.

The days off make me appreciate my job, and the shitty, boring parts of the job make me appreciate my time off. There’s a gap between “I love my job” and “my job isn’t even work,” and many people struggle to grasp that.

As an aside, the anti-work sentiment around here is less a rejection of engaging with a task that betters society, and more about the current system of work and pay, where our labour disproportionately benefits others. Most “anti-work” people want to have a task that adds value to the world, and despise aimless, soulless corporate tasks that benefit CEOs and share holders.