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Love the military discussion. Never seriously thought of joining–I’m clumsy and not really, you know, competent–but as a kid I used to worry that I’d end up being drafted. It’d be a desperate army that saw me as an asset, though.
I’ve got to differ with Kyle on the implication that patriotism is about denying that your country’s flawed. I consider myself patriotic, but I have more than a few problems with our government and its policies.
I’ve got two sisters myself, one just a couple of years younger, and she and I had some really heavy, brutal sibling rivalry. I remember once as a kid screaming at her about how dumb and useless she was, and feeling like I couldn’t communicate the depth of my rage. Screamed forever. And we fought physically, too, all the time, hair-pulling and punches and all that. Kind of scary to remember how angry I’d get.
Love the cloth nunchucks, and the sharpened-stick swords! We did that, too, and we used broomsticks with the heads unscrewed as staffs. Definitely could’ve seriously hurt ourselves. Never wrestled in gasoline. Awesome. Reminds me of Dave Eggers, who used to go out with childhood friends, soak a tennis ball in gasoline, light it on fire, and kick it back and forth on the street. Jesus.
I do think of kids as not just dumb but kind of crazy. Like, they really might do almost ANYTHING. I remember burying some silverware in the garden, and being really worried I’d get caught. No idea why I’d want to do that. Maybe I’d been reading Treasure Island or something.
Roller skates on skateboard = awesome.
I definitely got the belt. Oh, man. I had to go get the belt for my dad, too.
Definitely agree with Kyle re: the school system. Homework’s so tedious; I skipped a lot of it. But I did well on the tests. I think you’re right, Kape: it’s more about work ethic than about knowledge. And participation! Yeah, I hated that. Don’t get me started on group projects.
[quote='John K' pid='230' dateline='1255228305']
I’ve got to differ with Kyle on the implication that patriotism is about denying that your country’s flaws. I consider myself patriotic, but I have more than a few problems with our government and its policies.
[/quote]
I think you’re right. My problem with “patriotism” has more to do, I think, with what I feel people who regularly use the word mean when they say it.
Merriam-Webster defines patriot as:
[quote]
one who loves his or her country and supports its authority and interests
[/quote]
I think this is somewhat open to interpretation. I’m not sure I would go so far as to say I [i]love [/i]my country, but as I said there’s nowhere that I think would be a better place to live. Supporting the country’s authority is the part I would take the most issue with, but again I think it’s open to interpretation.
I see what you’re saying. I think you and I are more or less on the same page: we’re here, and we have no plans to leave, but that doesn’t mean we’re blindly loyal.
I think that “my country, right or wrong” phrase is the motto of retards.
Oh, I forgot to mention that we used to use broomsticks as play weapons as well. I actually sharpened one of those to a point on the cement once, too. Danger!
Military:
i’ve thought about it mainly because i started going to the shooting
range with my dad when i was five, and i was a pretty good shot.
my dad isn’t a gun nut, i cant think of the last time he has fired
them, but he still has a lot of them.
School:
i really dont understand why they teach you in middle or high school
that certain people learn best from one of three ways… but everyone
is in the same class… learning the least common way people retain
information.
i would love for school to be turned in to separating kids based on
testing to know what kind of teacher/teaching they should receive. or
if i could have a more radical change, i would love to see them all go
the way of the technical school approach with more “home ec” and
other types of classes to help people understand how to do all the
things the need to be a successful adult… like communication, team
work, and dealing with money, etc.
i think that they should be seeing what a kids is good at, and what they
enjoy doing so that they can take classes that will help them in their
future job… like being able to take shit from customers and not give a
shit or take it personal… or how to save a life for an emt. this way by
6th to 8th grade you have going through classes that are basic level
learning for all of the areas of interest, and then in high school you go
and master those and other related/optional skills.
this way college would be truly optional, or just left for those people who
wanted to specialize or would require more school time. because the
want to be doctors, or they just didn’t pick a class type until later, and
spent more time exploring their options. this way your taxes would
actually go towards making people that can work a job, as oppose to
training children to be obedient numbers in a factory, store, or office.
speaking of school, i was voted most likely to blow the school up in 9th
& 10th grade… which was a load of shit, because i dont like jail or being
ass raped.
Spankings/Parenting:
when i was in 6th or 7th grade my parents made a paddle out of a wooden
wall trim board that goes along the wall just above the floor. they drilled
two holes in the paddle named “Austin’s Reminder”, and said every time
they used it the would drill another hole in it which would make it hurt
worse and move through the air faster… it never had any hole drilled in
to it, thank god, because it would have just been a handle for them to
swing at me. i eventually “misplaced” it, and it wasn’t ever heard from until
i moved to florida for college.
one time dad was going to spank me for some shit, and because we would
pull away or block with our hands to lessen the pain, he had me bend over
and grab my feet. when he hit me, since i was leaning so far forward, i did
a flip and landed on my ass. my brother saw this and said “me next”. both
me and my brother thought the flipping was so funny that my dad had to
keep doing it until he got frustrated.
both my mom and dad flipped their shit on me one time, and both times it
was when i was old enough that i was strong enough to hold my dad back
and block everything with ease, and hold my moms wrist to keep her from
being stupid that my parents gave up on that shit. i’ve always been to much
of a thinker for my parents to win arguments with me unless i was totally in
the wrong, so im guessing this was them getting to the point of “nothing i do
matters… im gonna hit it and maybe that will work” i wasn’t a bad kid, but i
was a “pain in the ass” since i thought about the stupid shit teachers and
parents would tell you to do and how that didn’t make sense.
i am 3 and a 1/2 years older than my brother, but my wife on the other hand
is the middle child of 3 each separated by a year… her brother was a bully,
and her sister was… … “different”. my wife is a very sweet and caring
person… how ever her mom is puerto rican…. so she throws pots and pans
when she gets mad. but luckily her father is from a fairly relaxed island in the
Caribbean. he was a marine, and he would rather make them hold text books
in their hands with their arms out to the side until they couldn’t do that
anymore, and then he would make them sit on the “invisible chair” leaning up
against the wall, and some other military punishments that were their to hurt
your muscles with out hitting them.[hr]
“Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome
nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism – how passionately
I hate them!”
– Albert Einstein
their is an epic quote, but i cannot find it to save a baby from
drowning in a bucket. its quote from one of the four fathers about
what patriotism means… it sounds like something that someone
would say as a snarky remark towards patriotism.
You guys should have a party to celebrate your 50th episode! A drinking party.
Speaking of drinks, I called Orion last night to see when we’re all going to go drinking again. He said, “Drinks are for chinks, ASSHOLE,” and hung up. Later that night, I heard he was in jail for stabbing Aldi. I guess we can all take a lesson from that.
I, believe it or not, briefly thought about joing the navy towards the end of high school. Couldn’t really tell you why, just sounded like a good idea at the time. Of course, my mother WAS in the army, for a short while, so that could have had something to do with it… I also really wanted to join the FBI, but I think that was mostly because I wanted to be a Clarice Starling/Dana Scully type of awesome.
My parents never laid a hand on me, or my youngest sister. I have seen my mother slap my middle sister across the face a couple of times, but she can be a major bitch. My sister, not my mother. No, wait, my mother too. I think she never had to hit us because we were terrified of her enough, without the threat of physical violence.
As far as pushing your siblings buttons goes, my middle sister and I have had some legendary fights. She’s just such an uppity bitch sometimes. I’ve had to tell her, repetedly and forcefully, that I will not be told what to do by someone whose diapers I changed. The holidays in my ma’s house are good times. Man, I haven’t seen her in six months, she’s all the way in North Dakota, and just thinking about her STILL gets my goat.
I totally agree with you about the flaws in the school system. Something that really pissed me off, as a multiple AP class taker and four year academic letter and honor roll student, was the fact that all my AP classes counted for just as much of my GPA as all the easier-than-fuck classes that the jocks and cheerleaders took where the only thing required to earn an A was that they show up. Seriously, I just worked my ass off writing a fuck load of papers and taking hour long exams to get this 4.0, and all you did was make a shitty diorama in shoebox? Feel my nerdy wrath.
This episode reinforced my appreciation that my mom did not reproduce aside from me. My god, I would have wound up murdering my siblings if they acted like that.
And as for the military, I don’t understand what the appeal in joining is as well. It’s just like, I dunno. I understand the whole “I love my country and I want to support and defend it” but I agree with the opinion that a lot of the stuff the military does nowadays isn’t DIRECTLY defending our country or whatever.
PS: I fully intended on calling last week and leaving a voicemail, but my life decided to get hella busy and I really had no time to call. It was mostly work, come home and deal with relationship drama, then go to sleep. Bah. But I fully intend on calling this week, providing the hectic-ness dies down soon. Yay!
Off to give my weekly 5 dollar paypal donation. I don’t think I’m gonna be able to go back and donate 5 dollars per every past episode for quite a while still, but when the money-situation is better, I still fully intend on doing so. I also want to buy an IJHATT tshirt asap.
[quote='austin' pid='234' dateline='1255242280']
Military:
i’ve thought about it mainly because i started going to the shooting
range with my dad when i was five, and i was a pretty good shot.
my dad isn’t a gun nut, i cant think of the last time he has fired
them, but he still has a lot of them.
[/quote]
Just for the record, I personally am quite fond of guns. If I had a ton of money I’d probably have a modest collection. For me I think it’s mostly an aesthetic thing, but I also think there’d be a certain sense of achievement in going out to a shooting range and seeing yourself slowly become a better shot.
[quote='austin' pid='234' dateline='1255242280']
School:
i really dont understand why they teach you in middle or high school
that certain people learn best from one of three ways… but everyone
is in the same class… learning the least common way people retain
information.
[/quote]
I’m not sure which method you’re referring to there with that last sentence. I will say that I think, if we’re talking about pure information (think history class) , I learn best from just listening and observation. I always preferred the classes where the teacher would spend most of the class talking and answering questions to the ones where we were just handed a book and told to go over and over it until we got it. Even if you’re talking about something skill-based I can usually get a pretty decent idea of how it’s done just from watching someone else do it. I don’t think this is the most common “learning type” though. I’ve always been given the impression that most people need repetition and hands-on time to really learn something.
[quote='austin' pid='234' dateline='1255242280']
speaking of school, i was voted most likely to blow the school up in 9th
& 10th grade… which was a load of shit, because i dont like jail or being
ass raped.
[/quote]
Were there people at your school who [i]did [/i]like jail and being assraped? If there weren’t, then it’s still quite possible that you were the [i]most [/i]likely to blow up the school.
[quote='John K' pid='235' dateline='1255275839']
You guys should have a party to celebrate your 50th episode! A drinking party.
[/quote]
Sounds like a plan.
[quote='April' pid='244' dateline='1255307629']
My parents never laid a hand on me, or my youngest sister. I have seen my mother slap my middle sister across the face a couple of times, but she can be a major bitch. My sister, not my mother. No, wait, my mother too. I think she never had to hit us because we were terrified of her enough, without the threat of physical violence.
[/quote]
I’ve heard this from people before. I don’t really remember being afraid of my parents, even after my mom lost her shit and started tanning my hide with a belt. I’m not really sure what “kept me in line”. I’d like to say my own morality, but I think that might be giving me too much credit. Then again, I’m not so sure I ever really [i]was[/i] “in line”.
[quote='Aleene' pid='245' dateline='1255333035']
Lol you got hit by your mom.
[/quote]
I’m not sure who that was directed at, but I LOLed.
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
This episode reinforced my appreciation that my mom did not reproduce aside from me.
[/quote]
Lucky.
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
PS: I fully intended on calling last week and leaving a voicemail, but my life decided to get hella busy and I really had no time to call. It was mostly work, come home and deal with relationship drama, then go to sleep. Bah. But I fully intend on calling this week, providing the hectic-ness dies down soon. Yay!
[/quote]
DON’T LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN.
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
Off to give my weekly 5 dollar paypal donation. I don’t think I’m gonna be able to go back and donate 5 dollars per every past episode for quite a while still, but when the money-situation is better, I still fully intend on doing so. I also want to buy an IJHATT tshirt asap.
[/quote]
No worries, Marlyman. We appreciate what you’re already doing.
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
This episode reinforced my appreciation that my mom did not reproduce aside from me. My god, I would have wound up murdering my siblings if they acted like that.
[/quote]
My older sister was the “in your face” taunting bitch. In all fairness she had to be. She had absolutely had no upper or lower body strenght, so she HAD to use her words to try to hurt me. The only problem with that was I had a BAD temper and WAS pretty strong. So when she started running her mouth, we would get into a fight and I would completely win, no questions. For example, I was 14 and she was driving me home from school. She started talking shit because she was mad that I made her wait while i talked to my peeps. She said shit like, “You’re a loser,” “No one likes you anyway,” “Our parents don’t even love you,” “If it wouldn’t hurt ME I would crash this car right now, on your side.” So I got pissed and punched her full force in the face, while she was driving mind you (yeah didn’t really think that through). She stopped the car, kicked me out, and drove off. I had to wait for our parents to pick me up in a Hardees parking lot, but at least she had a black eye for 2 weeks.
I just finally finished this episode. I would never join the military mostly because I can’t stand being told what to do. I have been around the military a lot though. Some join because the military promises to pay for college and others join because they screwed around a lot growing up and they want to make their military fathers proud. A few join because anything would be better than how their life was where they were. That could be a new slogan, “Military, Great Alternative to Suicide!”
My parents beat the shit out of us growing up. My step dad is a Vietnam veteran. I remember one time watching him kick the crap out of my little brother. He finished, walked 20 feet back toward the house, turned around, walked back to where Clifford was curled up on the ground, and proceeded to kick the crap out of him some more. Good times. You folks met Cliff, he was the soldier who showed up at the bar and kept calling all the girls females.
We kicked the crap out of each other too. There were five of us and we were always putting each other through walls. At one point the four of us boys shared a room, but without beds. We had mattresses laid out on the floor. It made an incredible ultimate fighting arena.
There were guns everywhere. We kept a loaded one behind the front door to chase off Jehovah Witnesses.
In reference to what you were saying about rules in other friend’s houses, I was friends with a Jahova’s witness when I was about five.
I went round to her house and they had all sorts of surprisingly awesome stuff and the only thing I could really say was “Oh my God, that’s awesome” or “Oh my God, that’s amazing” and other things to that effect.
It’s not like I was a bad kid or anything but OMG was a thing that generally went down in my house without batting an eyelid and being English, religion isn’t so strict here so no-one tends to have a go about it.
So I said OMG once, my friend said that I shouldn’t say that because by saying Oh my God, I was apparently bringing my God into her house. Which is bullshit anyway because I’m agnostic and have been ever since I was told about God in the first place.
So anyway, we went i to her room and I said it again purely out of awe of my surroundings.
I’d come to the house on my bike which was out front. Her mum came into the room, bearing in mind I was only about five, and grabbed my by the back of my neck, not my clothes, and marched me downstairs. We were going towards the back door so I told her my bike was out front. She just said she didn’t care and actually threw me outside onto the floor and told me never to come back.
It was kind of weird for me because I had never separated people by their faith and up to that point I’d never come across anyone who behaved in a different way to me because of religion.
I tried asking my friend the next day at school what all that was about but I think her mum must’ve told her not to come near me or something because from that day on she was quite nasty to me and made up stories about what actually happened that day, like saying they made me food and I apparently said “You expect me to eat this shit?”. I mean, come on, I was five years old!
I guess in retrospect she probably said these things so it didn’t seem like it was her family that were a bunch of freaks.
[quote='MissNic' pid='973' dateline='1279541092']
In reference to what you were saying about rules in other friend’s houses, I was friends with a Jahova’s witness when I was about five.
I went round to her house and they had all sorts of surprisingly awesome stuff and the only thing I could really say was “Oh my God, that’s awesome” or “Oh my God, that’s amazing” and other things to that effect.
It’s not like I was a bad kid or anything but OMG was a thing that generally went down in my house without batting an eyelid and being English, religion isn’t so strict here so no-one tends to have a go about it.
So I said OMG once, my friend said that I shouldn’t say that because by saying Oh my God, I was apparently bringing my God into her house. Which is bullshit anyway because I’m agnostic and have been ever since I was told about God in the first place.
So anyway, we went i to her room and I said it again purely out of awe of my surroundings.
I’d come to the house on my bike which was out front. Her mum came into the room, bearing in mind I was only about five, and grabbed my by the back of my neck, not my clothes, and marched me downstairs. We were going towards the back door so I told her my bike was out front. She just said she didn’t care and actually threw me outside onto the floor and told me never to come back.
It was kind of weird for me because I had never separated people by their faith and up to that point I’d never come across anyone who behaved in a different way to me because of religion.
I tried asking my friend the next day at school what all that was about but I think her mum must’ve told her not to come near me or something because from that day on she was quite nasty to me and made up stories about what actually happened that day, like saying they made me food and I apparently said “You expect me to eat this shit?”. I mean, come on, I was five years old!
I guess in retrospect she probably said these things so it didn’t seem like it was her family that were a bunch of freaks.
[/quote]
The worst kind of crazy person is the kind who keeps their craziness kind of low key. They seem normal, but shit can turn ugly at the drop of a hat. At least real raving lunatics can be spotted and avoided. It’s kind of like how poisonous bugs have all of those fancy warning colors, but with crazy people it’s weird eyes, drool, and fanny packs.
[quote='Kyle' pid='976' dateline='1279556379']
The worst kind of crazy person is the kind who keeps their craziness kind of low key. They seem normal, but shit can turn ugly at the drop of a hat. At least real raving lunatics can be spotted and avoided. It’s kind of like how poisonous bugs have all of those fancy warning colors, but with crazy people it’s weird eyes, drool, and fanny packs.
[/quote]
I know! I think it’s a lot scarier when you’re a kid though because your only knowledge of the world when you’re really young is what happens in your household or at a close relatives.
If any adult yells at you it’s terrifying. Well, I guess it was when I was a kid. I have siblings who are much younger than myself and you were talking about parents giving ‘spankings’ to their kids and I have no idea what’s happened but that seems to have disappeared altogether. My mum gives my sister empty threats that never get carried out but when my older brother and I were little we’d get an immediate slap round the legs or a harsh tap to the back of the head and we’d stop. My little sister is 9 going on 19 and she’s such a bitch at times.
I feel sorry for my mum though because I was such a bitch to her through my teens and my sister seems like she’s going that way. I’ve already put my mum through that and she never deserved it plus she was raising three of us by herself.
But meh.
Also…
I know it’s way off topic but you mentioned in a much earlier episode about the death penalty (for the record, I haven’t got to this topic from thinking about unruly children).
Anyways, my personal take on the death penalty is that anyone who would end up on death row is going to be killed right? So their basic right to live is taken away. I think that these people should be stripped of their human rights and be used for medical research.
I’m not thinking bizarre, fucked up experiments, just the stuff that people usually try on animals. If they hadn’t given rats artificial morning sickness and then artificially taken it away, the whole thalidomide thing probably wouldn’t have happened.
You said the death penalty is a problem because what if you kill someone and then it turns out they were innocent? Well, they’re still alive. Reinstate their human rights.
You also said that killing someone for the crime of murder doesn’t get revenge and the criminal won’t suffer. If a murderer has taken someone’s life, surely if they’re put to medical research they have the opportunity to save lives and give back to the world they’ve taken from.
Love the military discussion. Never seriously thought of joining–I’m clumsy and not really, you know, competent–but as a kid I used to worry that I’d end up being drafted. It’d be a desperate army that saw me as an asset, though.
I’ve got to differ with Kyle on the implication that patriotism is about denying that your country’s flawed. I consider myself patriotic, but I have more than a few problems with our government and its policies.
I’ve got two sisters myself, one just a couple of years younger, and she and I had some really heavy, brutal sibling rivalry. I remember once as a kid screaming at her about how dumb and useless she was, and feeling like I couldn’t communicate the depth of my rage. Screamed forever. And we fought physically, too, all the time, hair-pulling and punches and all that. Kind of scary to remember how angry I’d get.
Love the cloth nunchucks, and the sharpened-stick swords! We did that, too, and we used broomsticks with the heads unscrewed as staffs. Definitely could’ve seriously hurt ourselves. Never wrestled in gasoline. Awesome. Reminds me of Dave Eggers, who used to go out with childhood friends, soak a tennis ball in gasoline, light it on fire, and kick it back and forth on the street. Jesus.
I do think of kids as not just dumb but kind of crazy. Like, they really might do almost ANYTHING. I remember burying some silverware in the garden, and being really worried I’d get caught. No idea why I’d want to do that. Maybe I’d been reading Treasure Island or something.
Roller skates on skateboard = awesome.
I definitely got the belt. Oh, man. I had to go get the belt for my dad, too.
Definitely agree with Kyle re: the school system. Homework’s so tedious; I skipped a lot of it. But I did well on the tests. I think you’re right, Kape: it’s more about work ethic than about knowledge. And participation! Yeah, I hated that. Don’t get me started on group projects.
EDITED FOR GRAMMAR.
Good episode sonz!
[quote='John K' pid='230' dateline='1255228305']
I’ve got to differ with Kyle on the implication that patriotism is about denying that your country’s flaws. I consider myself patriotic, but I have more than a few problems with our government and its policies.
[/quote]
I think you’re right. My problem with “patriotism” has more to do, I think, with what I feel people who regularly use the word mean when they say it.
Merriam-Webster defines patriot as:
[quote]
one who loves his or her country and supports its authority and interests
[/quote]
I think this is somewhat open to interpretation. I’m not sure I would go so far as to say I [i]love [/i]my country, but as I said there’s nowhere that I think would be a better place to live. Supporting the country’s authority is the part I would take the most issue with, but again I think it’s open to interpretation.
I see what you’re saying. I think you and I are more or less on the same page: we’re here, and we have no plans to leave, but that doesn’t mean we’re blindly loyal.
I think that “my country, right or wrong” phrase is the motto of retards.
Oh, I forgot to mention that we used to use broomsticks as play weapons as well. I actually sharpened one of those to a point on the cement once, too. Danger!
Military:
i’ve thought about it mainly because i started going to the shooting
range with my dad when i was five, and i was a pretty good shot.
my dad isn’t a gun nut, i cant think of the last time he has fired
them, but he still has a lot of them.
School:
i really dont understand why they teach you in middle or high school
that certain people learn best from one of three ways… but everyone
is in the same class… learning the least common way people retain
information.
i would love for school to be turned in to separating kids based on
testing to know what kind of teacher/teaching they should receive. or
if i could have a more radical change, i would love to see them all go
the way of the technical school approach with more “home ec” and
other types of classes to help people understand how to do all the
things the need to be a successful adult… like communication, team
work, and dealing with money, etc.
i think that they should be seeing what a kids is good at, and what they
enjoy doing so that they can take classes that will help them in their
future job… like being able to take shit from customers and not give a
shit or take it personal… or how to save a life for an emt. this way by
6th to 8th grade you have going through classes that are basic level
learning for all of the areas of interest, and then in high school you go
and master those and other related/optional skills.
this way college would be truly optional, or just left for those people who
wanted to specialize or would require more school time. because the
want to be doctors, or they just didn’t pick a class type until later, and
spent more time exploring their options. this way your taxes would
actually go towards making people that can work a job, as oppose to
training children to be obedient numbers in a factory, store, or office.
speaking of school, i was voted most likely to blow the school up in 9th
& 10th grade… which was a load of shit, because i dont like jail or being
ass raped.
Spankings/Parenting:
when i was in 6th or 7th grade my parents made a paddle out of a wooden
wall trim board that goes along the wall just above the floor. they drilled
two holes in the paddle named “Austin’s Reminder”, and said every time
they used it the would drill another hole in it which would make it hurt
worse and move through the air faster… it never had any hole drilled in
to it, thank god, because it would have just been a handle for them to
swing at me. i eventually “misplaced” it, and it wasn’t ever heard from until
i moved to florida for college.
one time dad was going to spank me for some shit, and because we would
pull away or block with our hands to lessen the pain, he had me bend over
and grab my feet. when he hit me, since i was leaning so far forward, i did
a flip and landed on my ass. my brother saw this and said “me next”. both
me and my brother thought the flipping was so funny that my dad had to
keep doing it until he got frustrated.
both my mom and dad flipped their shit on me one time, and both times it
was when i was old enough that i was strong enough to hold my dad back
and block everything with ease, and hold my moms wrist to keep her from
being stupid that my parents gave up on that shit. i’ve always been to much
of a thinker for my parents to win arguments with me unless i was totally in
the wrong, so im guessing this was them getting to the point of “nothing i do
matters… im gonna hit it and maybe that will work” i wasn’t a bad kid, but i
was a “pain in the ass” since i thought about the stupid shit teachers and
parents would tell you to do and how that didn’t make sense.
i am 3 and a 1/2 years older than my brother, but my wife on the other hand
is the middle child of 3 each separated by a year… her brother was a bully,
and her sister was… … “different”. my wife is a very sweet and caring
person… how ever her mom is puerto rican…. so she throws pots and pans
when she gets mad. but luckily her father is from a fairly relaxed island in the
Caribbean. he was a marine, and he would rather make them hold text books
in their hands with their arms out to the side until they couldn’t do that
anymore, and then he would make them sit on the “invisible chair” leaning up
against the wall, and some other military punishments that were their to hurt
your muscles with out hitting them.[hr]
“Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome
nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism – how passionately
I hate them!”
– Albert Einstein
their is an epic quote, but i cannot find it to save a baby from
drowning in a bucket. its quote from one of the four fathers about
what patriotism means… it sounds like something that someone
would say as a snarky remark towards patriotism.
oh well
You guys should have a party to celebrate your 50th episode! A drinking party.
Speaking of drinks, I called Orion last night to see when we’re all going to go drinking again. He said, “Drinks are for chinks, ASSHOLE,” and hung up. Later that night, I heard he was in jail for stabbing Aldi. I guess we can all take a lesson from that.
I, believe it or not, briefly thought about joing the navy towards the end of high school. Couldn’t really tell you why, just sounded like a good idea at the time. Of course, my mother WAS in the army, for a short while, so that could have had something to do with it… I also really wanted to join the FBI, but I think that was mostly because I wanted to be a Clarice Starling/Dana Scully type of awesome.
My parents never laid a hand on me, or my youngest sister. I have seen my mother slap my middle sister across the face a couple of times, but she can be a major bitch. My sister, not my mother. No, wait, my mother too. I think she never had to hit us because we were terrified of her enough, without the threat of physical violence.
As far as pushing your siblings buttons goes, my middle sister and I have had some legendary fights. She’s just such an uppity bitch sometimes. I’ve had to tell her, repetedly and forcefully, that I will not be told what to do by someone whose diapers I changed. The holidays in my ma’s house are good times. Man, I haven’t seen her in six months, she’s all the way in North Dakota, and just thinking about her STILL gets my goat.
I totally agree with you about the flaws in the school system. Something that really pissed me off, as a multiple AP class taker and four year academic letter and honor roll student, was the fact that all my AP classes counted for just as much of my GPA as all the easier-than-fuck classes that the jocks and cheerleaders took where the only thing required to earn an A was that they show up. Seriously, I just worked my ass off writing a fuck load of papers and taking hour long exams to get this 4.0, and all you did was make a shitty diorama in shoebox? Feel my nerdy wrath.
Lol you got hit by your mom.
This episode reinforced my appreciation that my mom did not reproduce aside from me. My god, I would have wound up murdering my siblings if they acted like that.
And as for the military, I don’t understand what the appeal in joining is as well. It’s just like, I dunno. I understand the whole “I love my country and I want to support and defend it” but I agree with the opinion that a lot of the stuff the military does nowadays isn’t DIRECTLY defending our country or whatever.
PS: I fully intended on calling last week and leaving a voicemail, but my life decided to get hella busy and I really had no time to call. It was mostly work, come home and deal with relationship drama, then go to sleep. Bah. But I fully intend on calling this week, providing the hectic-ness dies down soon. Yay!
Off to give my weekly 5 dollar paypal donation. I don’t think I’m gonna be able to go back and donate 5 dollars per every past episode for quite a while still, but when the money-situation is better, I still fully intend on doing so. I also want to buy an IJHATT tshirt asap.
[quote='austin' pid='234' dateline='1255242280']
Military:
i’ve thought about it mainly because i started going to the shooting
range with my dad when i was five, and i was a pretty good shot.
my dad isn’t a gun nut, i cant think of the last time he has fired
them, but he still has a lot of them.
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Just for the record, I personally am quite fond of guns. If I had a ton of money I’d probably have a modest collection. For me I think it’s mostly an aesthetic thing, but I also think there’d be a certain sense of achievement in going out to a shooting range and seeing yourself slowly become a better shot.
[quote='austin' pid='234' dateline='1255242280']
School:
i really dont understand why they teach you in middle or high school
that certain people learn best from one of three ways… but everyone
is in the same class… learning the least common way people retain
information.
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I’m not sure which method you’re referring to there with that last sentence. I will say that I think, if we’re talking about pure information (think history class) , I learn best from just listening and observation. I always preferred the classes where the teacher would spend most of the class talking and answering questions to the ones where we were just handed a book and told to go over and over it until we got it. Even if you’re talking about something skill-based I can usually get a pretty decent idea of how it’s done just from watching someone else do it. I don’t think this is the most common “learning type” though. I’ve always been given the impression that most people need repetition and hands-on time to really learn something.
[quote='austin' pid='234' dateline='1255242280']
speaking of school, i was voted most likely to blow the school up in 9th
& 10th grade… which was a load of shit, because i dont like jail or being
ass raped.
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Were there people at your school who [i]did [/i]like jail and being assraped? If there weren’t, then it’s still quite possible that you were the [i]most [/i]likely to blow up the school.
[quote='John K' pid='235' dateline='1255275839']
You guys should have a party to celebrate your 50th episode! A drinking party.
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Sounds like a plan.
[quote='April' pid='244' dateline='1255307629']
My parents never laid a hand on me, or my youngest sister. I have seen my mother slap my middle sister across the face a couple of times, but she can be a major bitch. My sister, not my mother. No, wait, my mother too. I think she never had to hit us because we were terrified of her enough, without the threat of physical violence.
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I’ve heard this from people before. I don’t really remember being afraid of my parents, even after my mom lost her shit and started tanning my hide with a belt. I’m not really sure what “kept me in line”. I’d like to say my own morality, but I think that might be giving me too much credit. Then again, I’m not so sure I ever really [i]was[/i] “in line”.
[quote='Aleene' pid='245' dateline='1255333035']
Lol you got hit by your mom.
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I’m not sure who that was directed at, but I LOLed.
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
This episode reinforced my appreciation that my mom did not reproduce aside from me.
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Lucky.
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
PS: I fully intended on calling last week and leaving a voicemail, but my life decided to get hella busy and I really had no time to call. It was mostly work, come home and deal with relationship drama, then go to sleep. Bah. But I fully intend on calling this week, providing the hectic-ness dies down soon. Yay!
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DON’T LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN.
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
Off to give my weekly 5 dollar paypal donation. I don’t think I’m gonna be able to go back and donate 5 dollars per every past episode for quite a while still, but when the money-situation is better, I still fully intend on doing so. I also want to buy an IJHATT tshirt asap.
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No worries, Marlyman. We appreciate what you’re already doing.
[quote='Kyle' pid='255' dateline='1255392190']
I’m not sure who that was directed at, but I LOLed.
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Everybody and thank you
[quote='marlykins' pid='250' dateline='1255379550']
This episode reinforced my appreciation that my mom did not reproduce aside from me. My god, I would have wound up murdering my siblings if they acted like that.
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My older sister was the “in your face” taunting bitch. In all fairness she had to be. She had absolutely had no upper or lower body strenght, so she HAD to use her words to try to hurt me. The only problem with that was I had a BAD temper and WAS pretty strong. So when she started running her mouth, we would get into a fight and I would completely win, no questions. For example, I was 14 and she was driving me home from school. She started talking shit because she was mad that I made her wait while i talked to my peeps. She said shit like, “You’re a loser,” “No one likes you anyway,” “Our parents don’t even love you,” “If it wouldn’t hurt ME I would crash this car right now, on your side.” So I got pissed and punched her full force in the face, while she was driving mind you (yeah didn’t really think that through). She stopped the car, kicked me out, and drove off. I had to wait for our parents to pick me up in a Hardees parking lot, but at least she had a black eye for 2 weeks.
I just finally finished this episode. I would never join the military mostly because I can’t stand being told what to do. I have been around the military a lot though. Some join because the military promises to pay for college and others join because they screwed around a lot growing up and they want to make their military fathers proud. A few join because anything would be better than how their life was where they were. That could be a new slogan, “Military, Great Alternative to Suicide!”
My parents beat the shit out of us growing up. My step dad is a Vietnam veteran. I remember one time watching him kick the crap out of my little brother. He finished, walked 20 feet back toward the house, turned around, walked back to where Clifford was curled up on the ground, and proceeded to kick the crap out of him some more. Good times. You folks met Cliff, he was the soldier who showed up at the bar and kept calling all the girls females.
We kicked the crap out of each other too. There were five of us and we were always putting each other through walls. At one point the four of us boys shared a room, but without beds. We had mattresses laid out on the floor. It made an incredible ultimate fighting arena.
There were guns everywhere. We kept a loaded one behind the front door to chase off Jehovah Witnesses.
In reference to what you were saying about rules in other friend’s houses, I was friends with a Jahova’s witness when I was about five.
I went round to her house and they had all sorts of surprisingly awesome stuff and the only thing I could really say was “Oh my God, that’s awesome” or “Oh my God, that’s amazing” and other things to that effect.
It’s not like I was a bad kid or anything but OMG was a thing that generally went down in my house without batting an eyelid and being English, religion isn’t so strict here so no-one tends to have a go about it.
So I said OMG once, my friend said that I shouldn’t say that because by saying Oh my God, I was apparently bringing my God into her house. Which is bullshit anyway because I’m agnostic and have been ever since I was told about God in the first place.
So anyway, we went i to her room and I said it again purely out of awe of my surroundings.
I’d come to the house on my bike which was out front. Her mum came into the room, bearing in mind I was only about five, and grabbed my by the back of my neck, not my clothes, and marched me downstairs. We were going towards the back door so I told her my bike was out front. She just said she didn’t care and actually threw me outside onto the floor and told me never to come back.
It was kind of weird for me because I had never separated people by their faith and up to that point I’d never come across anyone who behaved in a different way to me because of religion.
I tried asking my friend the next day at school what all that was about but I think her mum must’ve told her not to come near me or something because from that day on she was quite nasty to me and made up stories about what actually happened that day, like saying they made me food and I apparently said “You expect me to eat this shit?”. I mean, come on, I was five years old!
I guess in retrospect she probably said these things so it didn’t seem like it was her family that were a bunch of freaks.
[quote='MissNic' pid='973' dateline='1279541092']
In reference to what you were saying about rules in other friend’s houses, I was friends with a Jahova’s witness when I was about five.
I went round to her house and they had all sorts of surprisingly awesome stuff and the only thing I could really say was “Oh my God, that’s awesome” or “Oh my God, that’s amazing” and other things to that effect.
It’s not like I was a bad kid or anything but OMG was a thing that generally went down in my house without batting an eyelid and being English, religion isn’t so strict here so no-one tends to have a go about it.
So I said OMG once, my friend said that I shouldn’t say that because by saying Oh my God, I was apparently bringing my God into her house. Which is bullshit anyway because I’m agnostic and have been ever since I was told about God in the first place.
So anyway, we went i to her room and I said it again purely out of awe of my surroundings.
I’d come to the house on my bike which was out front. Her mum came into the room, bearing in mind I was only about five, and grabbed my by the back of my neck, not my clothes, and marched me downstairs. We were going towards the back door so I told her my bike was out front. She just said she didn’t care and actually threw me outside onto the floor and told me never to come back.
It was kind of weird for me because I had never separated people by their faith and up to that point I’d never come across anyone who behaved in a different way to me because of religion.
I tried asking my friend the next day at school what all that was about but I think her mum must’ve told her not to come near me or something because from that day on she was quite nasty to me and made up stories about what actually happened that day, like saying they made me food and I apparently said “You expect me to eat this shit?”. I mean, come on, I was five years old!
I guess in retrospect she probably said these things so it didn’t seem like it was her family that were a bunch of freaks.
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The worst kind of crazy person is the kind who keeps their craziness kind of low key. They seem normal, but shit can turn ugly at the drop of a hat. At least real raving lunatics can be spotted and avoided. It’s kind of like how poisonous bugs have all of those fancy warning colors, but with crazy people it’s weird eyes, drool, and fanny packs.
[quote='Kyle' pid='976' dateline='1279556379']
The worst kind of crazy person is the kind who keeps their craziness kind of low key. They seem normal, but shit can turn ugly at the drop of a hat. At least real raving lunatics can be spotted and avoided. It’s kind of like how poisonous bugs have all of those fancy warning colors, but with crazy people it’s weird eyes, drool, and fanny packs.
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I know! I think it’s a lot scarier when you’re a kid though because your only knowledge of the world when you’re really young is what happens in your household or at a close relatives.
If any adult yells at you it’s terrifying. Well, I guess it was when I was a kid. I have siblings who are much younger than myself and you were talking about parents giving ‘spankings’ to their kids and I have no idea what’s happened but that seems to have disappeared altogether. My mum gives my sister empty threats that never get carried out but when my older brother and I were little we’d get an immediate slap round the legs or a harsh tap to the back of the head and we’d stop. My little sister is 9 going on 19 and she’s such a bitch at times.
I feel sorry for my mum though because I was such a bitch to her through my teens and my sister seems like she’s going that way. I’ve already put my mum through that and she never deserved it plus she was raising three of us by herself.
But meh.
Also…
I know it’s way off topic but you mentioned in a much earlier episode about the death penalty (for the record, I haven’t got to this topic from thinking about unruly children).
Anyways, my personal take on the death penalty is that anyone who would end up on death row is going to be killed right? So their basic right to live is taken away. I think that these people should be stripped of their human rights and be used for medical research.
I’m not thinking bizarre, fucked up experiments, just the stuff that people usually try on animals. If they hadn’t given rats artificial morning sickness and then artificially taken it away, the whole thalidomide thing probably wouldn’t have happened.
You said the death penalty is a problem because what if you kill someone and then it turns out they were innocent? Well, they’re still alive. Reinstate their human rights.
You also said that killing someone for the crime of murder doesn’t get revenge and the criminal won’t suffer. If a murderer has taken someone’s life, surely if they’re put to medical research they have the opportunity to save lives and give back to the world they’ve taken from.
That’s just my take anyway.