It’s been a while, but it was a good one
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Conversation I had with my four year old daughter (now 12!) after my grandma "graduated."
L "Great grandma died"
Me "Yes she did."
L "But that's OK because God will make us new people!"
Me "That's right."
L "And I will ask God, How old are you? And He will probably say "Twenty-six.""
And that was when I learned that to her....I was not just older than dirt.... I was older than the dirt MAKER!
L "Great grandma died"
Me "Yes she did."
L "But that's OK because God will make us new people!"
Me "That's right."
L "And I will ask God, How old are you? And He will probably say "Twenty-six.""
And that was when I learned that to her....I was not just older than dirt.... I was older than the dirt MAKER!
Just saw this post shared on Facebook, I don't know who the original poster was. Worth the read though.
“When I was a HS sophomore – decades ago! – my World History teacher was Mrs. Holloway, but we all called her Granny Holloway. She was a slight woman, scarcely 5 feet tall, seemingly fragile, but full of vim and vinegar….you know the type. She could speak for hours about the Fall of the Roman Empire, the Inquisition, the Industrial Revolution, and the World Wars. She never sat while she lectured, never stood at a lectern, but moved around the room making eye contact with all of her students. She was demanding too, and I can’t remember how many papers were sent back to me because she would note “you can do better than this, Miss Schaal.”
One day during class, an office aid interrupted her lecture to hand her a note. She read it silently, apologized, and said she needed to leave the room. We knew it had to be important because Granny Holloway stopped lectures for no one.
We sat in the room talking to one another when the door opened, and in walked Mrs. Abels, another teacher in our HS. She explained to us that Granny had been faced with an emergency, a serious one, and it was questionable if she would even be returning to finish out the semester. We were stunned. Would we get a chance to tell her goodbye? Would we get updates, so we would know she was ok? Mrs. Abels assured us that we need not worry, that Granny was safe but needed time away, and that the best thing we could do for her, and the best way we could show our devotion to her, was to be cooperative with her replacement. Mrs. Abels confirmed that she had been asked and had agreed to step in as Granny’s replacement.
Cheer up, she told us, this could be a good thing. Other teachers still believed in endless homework and projects with deadlines and hard work. She would not bring that into our class. She believed in clean slates. If there were grades that we did not like, she could give us a chance to bring them up. She asked us what suggestions we had to make the semester a better learning experience. Someone mentioned that lectures were boring and we wanted more films. Done, she said. Someone else mentioned that a free day now and then would help us if we needed to catch up on work in other classes. She didn’t see a problem with that. She asked us how we felt about an end-of-semester party. Um, yeah, sounded very good to us. And on and on. Mrs. Abels listened intently and agreed to all of our suggestions, continually emphasizing that her concern was that we have a good learning experience and enjoy the semester. She also reminded us that we were lucky to not be sent out to other classes where we would be working to catch up, and that of course this was all for Granny.
Near the end of the period, shortly before the bell rang, the door opened and Granny sauntered in with her usual Granny Holloway attitude. “How did they do?,” she asked. “Marvelous,” said Mrs. Abels. “They were completely in my hands.”
Granny then faced us and said “And that, my students, is how a dictator takes over a nation. Not with guns or tanks or laws or mandates. They do it using false promises and gifts”
I can’t remember a lesson all through 12 years of public school that made such an impression on me, and has stayed with me.”
“When I was a HS sophomore – decades ago! – my World History teacher was Mrs. Holloway, but we all called her Granny Holloway. She was a slight woman, scarcely 5 feet tall, seemingly fragile, but full of vim and vinegar….you know the type. She could speak for hours about the Fall of the Roman Empire, the Inquisition, the Industrial Revolution, and the World Wars. She never sat while she lectured, never stood at a lectern, but moved around the room making eye contact with all of her students. She was demanding too, and I can’t remember how many papers were sent back to me because she would note “you can do better than this, Miss Schaal.”
One day during class, an office aid interrupted her lecture to hand her a note. She read it silently, apologized, and said she needed to leave the room. We knew it had to be important because Granny Holloway stopped lectures for no one.
We sat in the room talking to one another when the door opened, and in walked Mrs. Abels, another teacher in our HS. She explained to us that Granny had been faced with an emergency, a serious one, and it was questionable if she would even be returning to finish out the semester. We were stunned. Would we get a chance to tell her goodbye? Would we get updates, so we would know she was ok? Mrs. Abels assured us that we need not worry, that Granny was safe but needed time away, and that the best thing we could do for her, and the best way we could show our devotion to her, was to be cooperative with her replacement. Mrs. Abels confirmed that she had been asked and had agreed to step in as Granny’s replacement.
Cheer up, she told us, this could be a good thing. Other teachers still believed in endless homework and projects with deadlines and hard work. She would not bring that into our class. She believed in clean slates. If there were grades that we did not like, she could give us a chance to bring them up. She asked us what suggestions we had to make the semester a better learning experience. Someone mentioned that lectures were boring and we wanted more films. Done, she said. Someone else mentioned that a free day now and then would help us if we needed to catch up on work in other classes. She didn’t see a problem with that. She asked us how we felt about an end-of-semester party. Um, yeah, sounded very good to us. And on and on. Mrs. Abels listened intently and agreed to all of our suggestions, continually emphasizing that her concern was that we have a good learning experience and enjoy the semester. She also reminded us that we were lucky to not be sent out to other classes where we would be working to catch up, and that of course this was all for Granny.
Near the end of the period, shortly before the bell rang, the door opened and Granny sauntered in with her usual Granny Holloway attitude. “How did they do?,” she asked. “Marvelous,” said Mrs. Abels. “They were completely in my hands.”
Granny then faced us and said “And that, my students, is how a dictator takes over a nation. Not with guns or tanks or laws or mandates. They do it using false promises and gifts”
I can’t remember a lesson all through 12 years of public school that made such an impression on me, and has stayed with me.”
Not how I see it at allWho would say so.
So most women are naturally conservative. They just shut up under liberal pressure. I think this applies for most.
Source:
Survey: Young Women Hold Conservative Beliefs But Hide Them
The message to young women during their formative years is simple: Conform to progressive ideas or be mocked and ostracized.thefederalist.com
Woman are more apt to be grabbing on to the perceived cultural norms and better rule followers than men. The cultural norms themselves are less relevant however. Obviously in the past it was much stronger and stricter faith derived cultural norms. As the faith breaks down and more disgenic, hedonistic and various other maladaptive (religious faith, reproduction and community being adaptive obviously) practices become more of a cultural norm...you find what would have been the church ladies of the past looming like green haired screaming psychotic hippos. Advocating for making their lives more miserable
The trouble is that the winds of social pressure are not the only factors. If it were just the small loud percentage of lunatics we had to push back against with adaptive pressures to swing the tide then we would have a shot. Unfortunately we also have some extreme environmental pressures as well which effect people's mental health. By way of example, I was just reading an article on one of the many and sundry plastics out there that apparently breaks down and effects the mental health of many. On top of that, about 40% of of the American population has in our modern era, extremely common mutation (can go into the whole increase in mutstional load pressure since the beginning on the industrial revolution but I think we have already discussed that)of five important methylation pathways. By extension this means these individuals are not easily able to absorb specific micronutrients and are malnourished of elements key to their mental health. Depression and anxiety seem to be the biggies but apparently schizophrenia is there swinging as well.
How that the pump is primed by the modern American diet with crap nutrition and tue modern American environment is essentially naugjt but slowly breaking down chemical sluge, we some of the most unbelievable ideas promoted by people who might otherwise be sane. We all know the old saw about defining insanity and continuing to do something impossible constantly and expecting a different out come...well, when the loud pressure never stops and looney keep promoting the eating of bugs, the destruction of the modern world, dissolution of the family, "antivolonialism", DEI, creepy corporatism blended with communism and fascism...well, as we are seeing now people are falling for it seemingly as fast as others are wearing up.
That is a very long way of saying that woman have higher agreeability and a tighter band of intelligence than men...much of which is focused on communication and relationships. They will not just follow the cultural zeitgeist and then sprint to get ahead so they can bang the drums. Faith and family Not being the cultural zeitgeist at this point means the social pressure is to rack up body count, promote inane transparently false notions and eschew all things conservative.
That nonsense up there is what happens if I start typing before I have had a cup or two of coffee.
Now to see to some steak and eggs to get my owm head right
Point is that women say they are liberal. This is being under societal pressure. Horewer, most of they lie due to societal pressure.
Most of them are conservative. Wanting marriage, family and children are now practically insticts. And insticts never disappear, they just go underground.
Man who is POW in commie fattie land would be wise not to admit he think they are all gross and he much prefers thin ladies. Better lie than suffer abuse. But he will never stop dreaming of thin women.
What does this even mean? If he's not human then what is he? A lizard?
Haven’t you heard of the lizard people?… lol
I imagine plenty lie but the vibe I get and the various surveys say that most really are believing and espousing the current bollocks
Women are vastly more flexible and plastic than men. They can be molded to do amazing things.
Up to and including marrying some of us silly bastards.
I have to agree, althought don't expect people admiting politically incorrect opinions.
I really feel for that guy… must have been hellish
Yea, in his consience.
How could he have sex with unmarried, probably, non-Mormom girl?
