Whether it’s true or not is beside the point. It’s plausible, that’s enough. It’s plausible, because similar things do happen all the time. People are mostly kind and thoughtful, and it’s good to be reminded of that.
people are mostly kind and thoughtful to people they identify with and think who are part of their tribe. they want to help ‘good people who are struggling’
they are most cruel and nasty to people who they don’t feel this way about. what do you think the owner would have done if the customer had been a black man vs a white woman?
statically, the variance in how they’d be treated is fucking insane. and you’d have comments here vigoriously defending her right to feel afraid/threatened/alarmed, instead of sympathetic and giving.
You can tell a true war story by the questions you ask. Somebody tells a story, let’s say, and afterward you ask, “Is it true?” and if the answer matters, you’ve got your answer.
For example, we’ve all heard this one. Four guys go down a trail. A grenade sails out. One guy jumps on it and takes the blast and saves his three buddies.
Is it true?
The answer matters.
You’d feel cheated if it never hapened. Without the grounding reality, it’s just a trite bit of puffery, pure Hollywood, untrue in the way all such stories are untrue. Yet even if it did happen–and maybe it did, anything’s possible–even then you know it can’t be true, because a true war story does not depend upon that kind of truth. Absolute occurrence is irrelevant. A thing may happen and be a total lie; another thing may not happen and be truer than the truth. For example: Four guys go down a trail. A grenade sails out. One guy jumps on it and takes the blast, but it’s a killer grenade and everybody dies anyway. Before they die, though, one of the dead guys says, “The fuck you do that for?” and the jumper says, “Story of my life, man,” and the other guy starts to smile but he’s dead.
I bought a homeless looking woman lunch on my card a few weeks ago, because I didn’t have any cash to give her. Does me telling my family how good it made me feel cheapen the act? I’d like to hope not, because from my eyes it’s not self congratulatory, it’s sharing something small they were able to do for another person because it makes them happy. I don’t get the negativity in these threads.
“You didn’t completely change that person’s life and solve all of their problems forever, so you’re just a performative, egotistical, self-fellating waste of time and I hate you because there is no greater reward or provided innate comfort for continuing to survive and suffer the aspects of life in general!” - You.
Whether it’s true or not is beside the point. It’s plausible, that’s enough. It’s plausible, because similar things do happen all the time. People are mostly kind and thoughtful, and it’s good to be reminded of that.
people are mostly kind and thoughtful to people they identify with and think who are part of their tribe. they want to help ‘good people who are struggling’
they are most cruel and nasty to people who they don’t feel this way about. what do you think the owner would have done if the customer had been a black man vs a white woman?
statically, the variance in how they’d be treated is fucking insane. and you’d have comments here vigoriously defending her right to feel afraid/threatened/alarmed, instead of sympathetic and giving.
This reveals more about you rather than making any kind of point.
yes, anyone who mentions bad things happen is a bad person, clearly.
if only we every thought happy thoughts, nothing bad would ever happy and we’d all be perfect people.
must be nice to live in such absolute world wherever everyone who isn’t you is the problem. and the facts of a objective reality don’t exist.
we should also kill all sociologists, anthropologists, psychologists, because their research is negative or something
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Things_They_Carried
god i hated that book.
What didn’t you like? I don’t remember too much about it (we had it for like 9th grade English) but I thought it was a good read.
I bought a homeless looking woman lunch on my card a few weeks ago, because I didn’t have any cash to give her. Does me telling my family how good it made me feel cheapen the act? I’d like to hope not, because from my eyes it’s not self congratulatory, it’s sharing something small they were able to do for another person because it makes them happy. I don’t get the negativity in these threads.
You just told all of Lemmy about it. That woman is now hungry again and it was all for nothing :(
“You didn’t completely change that person’s life and solve all of their problems forever, so you’re just a performative, egotistical, self-fellating waste of time and I hate you because there is no greater reward or provided innate comfort for continuing to survive and suffer the aspects of life in general!” - You.
https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/sarcasm
I didn’t think it was very funny
That’s ok
Yeah let’s all stop showering, sleeping, and eating because its just gonna need to be done again.
Hey friend. I had these thoughts. Generalized Anxiety Disorder with a hearty side of CPTSD and clinical depression was the diagnosis.
Chunk that shit.
I have no idea what you’re on about
You claim that because the woman would be hungry again, the action was meaningless.
We all get hungry again. It doesn’t diminish that we ate before. Or that we must eat again, even though we just ate.
I am drawing a line between this fatalistic black and white thinking of “well then it’s pointless” to my own experience with mental illness.
Chunking is a cognitive technique which orders information or tasks into smaller segments in order to avoid being overwhelmed.
https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/sarcasm
That’s all I see
Ah yes. I absolutely was serious when I claimed that the woman went hungry retroactively, because someone told the story about it
Damn, got me bro
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poe's_law