The question that bothers me is "What do you do?" or "What do you do for work?" and so forth. It's literally the first, maybe second question every woman in her 30's or above asks me if we get into any kind of real conversation. Every date I went on with someone new in the last ten years or so. "Soooo what do you do?"
I do all kinds of things that are way the fuck more interesting than how I make money. I play music, exercise, game, plow RPGs, have lengthy discussions about politics and history, and occasionally raise plants. That's not what they're asking though, they're asking how I make money so they can judge it, either for not making enough, not being a "grown-up enough" job, working too few hours, working too many hours, traveling too much, traveling too little, not being consistent enough, or whatever else they can glean from what I'm doing that year. It's so goddamn annoying.
Anyway here's what got me rustled today. Ever notice how "sexual health" magazines tend to be full of woke doublespeak now?
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This article says "people with penises" and "people with vaginas" at all times, even when it doesn't make sense, with ONE exception: When it's citing something where men benefit and women are the victim, suddenly they're more than happy to use the word "men" again.
Bandwagon , and man do they bring you to your knees. The other night I was getting the kids upstairs for bed. We go out on the deck and say goodnight to Papa (My wife's dad) as normal. These days we also talk to Mom. On the deck we also have a big glass jug that we put stones in (memory rocks) from whenever we go someplace. I take my daughter back to their room to get her changed in to pajamas but my son didn't follow. A few minutes later he comes in. I ask him "What were you doing bud?" He tells me he was singing a special song in to the memory jug so it would turn in to a wish and go up to the sky and bring mom back. Then he asks me if wishes come true. I had to tell him, not that one.
