Words are wind.
Why are you reading this? Go do something worthwhile.
Words are wind.
One of my favorite pieces of the Bible is the Parable of the Talents where Jesus tells a story about three men who are given different sums of money. The first two are given more. They do stuff with it and are rewarded. The guy who gets the least buries it in a field and is punished.
It’s often used an an example of stewardship, and regularly used as an excuse to not give drug addicts and homeless people money. They might use the money for drugs. That’s a sin and a “bad investment.” It ignores the fact that nobody looses money in the parable. The point of the story is that any good thing you do in good faith with the gifts you’re given is commendable.
I don’t understand telling 50% of your church that the most important thing they can do is be a PreK Sunday school teacher or nursery volunteer. That’s burying talents in a field.
Yeah, about a year ago when all the “wow, lemmy really feels like an edgy early internet discussion forum” threads were popping up, I think people forgot that those early forums were just eternal flame wars between communists and anarchists.
JK Rowling’s opinion about slavery is that most slaves like it, they’re better off in slavery, and it’s just the natural order of things.
When she speaks, she speaks from a place of fear and ignorance.
If you won the lottery, what’s the first irresponsible thing you’d do with the money?
No paying off student loans, no buying your parents a house. It has to be irresponsible but not necessarily indefensible. Great icebreaker question.
The US is the really annoying parent in a grocery store counting to 3 over and over to try to get their child under control.
Men are logical. Women are emotional.
Such an enormous generalization and oversimplification. Very false.
I mean, if the choice is instant, painless death or decade after decade of your parents asking why you don’t own a house, I guess death is fine?
I feel like that’s because we actually get to see them side by side. But if you were friends with one and saw the other as a stranger out in public, say the grocery store, it might warrant a “holy shit, I just saw someone who looks exactly like you,” text accompanied by an awkwardly zoomed in picture of them in the frozen foods aisle.
I get that ads pay for a free internet. But that doesn’t mean that 60% of my screen needs to be malware to read a local news article.
Until advertisers act in good faith, I block as much as possible.
Slightly younger old millennial.
Bacon used to be just about the most expensive meat you could buy.
Bill Clinton tried to kill Osama bin Laden.
Terrorists were angry leprechauns who had been abused by centuries of British oppression.
Russia was kind of cool for a little while.