And you can't just dismiss all their worries, either. Seeing a military vessel in a civilian sector can be genuinely worrying for some crews that aren't used to having converted ships around, especially if they've had encounters with pirates in the past. I get that, I really do, but I'm not trying to scare anyone here. I just want to drop off my cargo and leave, and this is already way more stressful for me than it needs to be.
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I was raised Evangelical, and this guy sounds a lot like a true believer struggling to reconcile the actual words of their messiah with the culture and beliefs of the fascist death cult that has co-opted said messiah as tribal identifier. My guess is, he has since become either the chillest agnostic you could ever meet or a literal domestic terrorist.
Yeah, and sometimes your meat ship comes with the wrong parts installed but if you ask to swap your torpedo launcher with a scanner module they say you can't possibly have a science vessel because only battleships come with torpedo launchers. Then you try to explain that your ship really isn't designed for combat and you don't even have any torpedoes on board but they just send you into battle anyway and then get mad at you when your shields fail.
I fucking hate Meatfleet.
I think you replied to the wrong person? I drink a cup of coffee every morning. Sometimes it wakes me up and sometimes I end up napping on the couch right after. I also drink a ton of water every day.
Something I have noticed is that, whenever I want to get rid of a stim or a habit, I can't just stop doing it. The impulse can never be destroyed, only shifted to something else.
Remember the NYPD who were jumped by a gang of illegal immigrants?
No, but I do remember the NYPD harassing a small group of migrants that were just minding their own business on a public sidewalk (without blocking it), ordering them to leave, and then assaulting one of them while he was attempting to comply.
Hey, that's farther than I've gotten! I've only recently discovered that I'm AuDHD, after a lifetime of failure and then the pandemic completely wrecking all of my (terrible) coping mechanisms. I also fidget with my dice and my character is canonically narcoleptic now because I can't show up to sessions on time to save my life.
Old media has become such a minefield because there's just so much awful stuff that went over my head at the time. I'm scared to recommend anything that I haven't rewatched/reread in the past few years.
It wasn't all bad, though. One of my favorite TV shows is Babylon 5, a 90's sci-fi that I watched as it aired but hadn't seen again until late last year. All I really remembered were the cool space battles and devious political maneuvering, but it turned out to also be an incredibly progressive show. One of the main characters is first introduced while wearing robes that appear to have been partially made from a trans pride flag!
I was mentally halfway into composing a rant about how unfair you are being to Pablo when I got to that last paragraph. "He has ADHD! He's obviously stimming and self-medicating and you are terrible for criticizing him for that! This is just what untreated ADHD looks like!"
I'm glad you were able to turn things around and I hope you can be a little easier on your past self now.
I don't think streamers and video creators are more likely to be sex pests. You're just more likely to hear about a sex pest if their career involves trying to be seen by as many people as possible.
Oh, sorry, I had the wrong guy. I was thinking of Dan Vasc, whose red-faced screaming meltdown is embedded in the article you linked. Must have gotten the names mixed up.
Let me try this again.
Why am I not surprised that the guy who turned out to be a pedo also gets upset about other people having pronouns?
This was my experience. I was raised in a very conservative, very religious community where I was never exposed to the concept of transness. I was fully convinced that I was a boy and could never be anything but a boy. And yet, I could tell I was different from the other boys.
As I got older, that feeling turned into an ever-present sensation of wrongness. My body felt tainted, somehow. Unclean. Contaminated. It possessed an inherent grossness that could never be washed away. I lived with that feeling every day for 25 years. No medication, no counseling, no hard work ever did anything to alleviate it or the severe depression that was my typical mental state. Then a bunch of things happened all at once, and I started questioning my gender. A few days later I shaved off my beard and rediscovered what joy feels like. That's when I knew.
I was never a boy.