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Cake day: June 13th, 2023

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  • The issue is the merging of two different kinds of silicone. Silicone in itself doesn’t like other silicones and the harder ones tend to “melt” the softer ones (in reality the polymer chains interact and cause migration, which deforms the softer object as it will have higher plasticity).

    You could make a hard silicone dildo with soft silicone balls but most likely you’d end up with the ballsack tearing off in a play-doh consistency mess within a few weeks of manufacturing.


  • I never really had a good relationship with my parents. I’m a first child, so they were literally learning the ropes with me, and being neurodivergent without appropriate early diagnosis and treatment… there was some major disconnect. Sure I was a “gifted” kid, but at every step they tried to force their own vision onto me, and thanks to that disconnect, I never had that truly supporting parentage. It was a constant barrage of high expectations with major punishments outlined if I didn’t meet those, and given the disconnect, the only time I felt “loved” was when they’d provide me with certain things - but all those things were tied to expectations.

    A great example for this is my first computer. I needed one, for studies, for chasing my own interests, and finally I was allowed to buy one from my own money at the end of 8th grade, if my graduation average was above a specific (incredibly high, think 16-18 subjects, graded 1 to 5 where 5 is best, my average had to be above 4.5), and if I managed to get certified in my chosen secondary language at a B level (A is conversational, B is professional/daily, C is for official translation work).

    This plus my parents rarely expressing emotions beyond anger was… not exactly helpful in my emotional development.

    Now, after a decade of living abroad, I’m trying to close that gap, but it’s not easy. My mother… I get along with her much better, but she’s got tons of trauma she refuses to see a therapist about, and instead is working herself to death in her 50s. The worst part is I can’t even talk her out of it, and both my brothers are blind to it.

    My father is the harder nut to crack. He’s gone down the alt-right slide about ten years ago, and this intelligent man I grew up admiring has gone incredibly racist, xenophobic, illogical, in constant support of a kleptocratic government that literally took away all his savings and pension and is now giving him a pittance…

    All in all it’s not easy but I’m doing my best to build a passable relationship with them.



  • At the time, “everyone knew” that it was the speculators on Wall Street who’ve caused it.

    Now, how much truth is there to that - when in reality we know that a bunch of things contributed in a major way, like the Smoot-Hawley tariff (doesn’t that sound familiar?), gold standard policy fuckery, and so on - doesn’t matter. What matters from this perspective is that the people at the time didn’t blame each other. There wasn’t really a major political division that could or would be blamed.

    This is a stark contrast with today’s situation where 1/3 to 2/3 of the country is directly responsible for electing the orange turdsack who caused the crash (depending on if you blame those who didn’t bother to vote).