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Kurt Vonnegut wrote: “When I was 15, I spent a month working on an archeological dig. I was talking to one of the archeologists one day during our lunch break and he asked those kinds of “getting to know you” questions you ask young people: Do you play sports? What’s your favorite subject? And I told him, no I don’t play any sports. I do theater, I’m in choir, I play the violin and piano, I used to take art classes.

And he went WOW. That’s amazing! And I said, “Oh no, but I’m not any good at ANY of them.”

And he said something then that I will never forget and which absolutely blew my mind because no one had ever said anything like it to me before: “I don’t think being good at things is the point of doing them. I think you’ve got all these wonderful experiences with different skills, and that all teaches you things and makes you an interesting person, no matter how well you do them.”

And that honestly changed my life. Because I went from a failure, someone who hadn’t been talented enough at anything to excel, to someone who did things because I enjoyed them. I had been raised in such an achievement-oriented environment, so inundated with the myth of Talent, that I thought it was only worth doing things if you could “Win” at them.

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sirenofthegreenbanks

this is from "research as a leisure activity" by celine nguyen, publs. on stubstack in 2024. it's a very good read

nobrashfestivity

Garo Magazine (Japan) Between 1969-1979

failchild

i have to do stuff to get results

everydaylouie

moving day

pangur-and-grim

I think some of the loneliness of autism is that you feel like you hurt people just by Interacting Wrong, but you don’t know how to Interact Right, and the more effort you put into it, the more exhausted you are and the more artificial it comes across (with the end result of people still being upset with you). and it’s not anyone’s fault for not liking Being Interacted With Wrong, and it’s not your fault for doing it so wrong, but it is very, very lonely.

pangur-and-grim

anyway, every single book I write ever is going to secretly be about autism

weepingwidar

Leonardo Devito (Italian, 1997) - In Bed with a Thousand Thoughts (2025)

toghomevideo

doctorfunk-deactivated20260514

i love you

neshamama

so weird leftists don't call out big food more remember when nestlé was responsible for over 10 million infant deaths in low and middle income countries i do

neshamama

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neshamama

or the death and disease they have meticulously inflicted on the most vulnerable of brazil while undermining public health policy and education

neshamama

this is also the "water is not a human right" nestlé

bogwitchgardens

No, there are so many more leftists now who will defend big food to their dying breath because "people deserve pleasure" plus "there is no ethical consumption under capitalism." These ideas combine into the fight for more people to be "able" (socially, monetarily, what have you) to eat these foods and deeply defend and support that "right."

God forbid someone say that you shouldnt really eat oreos or little Debbie snacks, especially for political reasons. Be those political reasons health (because access to health *is* political, and, quite frankly, involves participation--side note, my biggest motivator to get to the gym or go for a run are those videos of buff women saying something like "thinking about skipping a workout today? A fascist didnt" or something thereof. So like, go for a run because a fascist did today, and you dont want them to beat you) or those political reasons be that, well, big food is terrible and the biggest thing you can do on a day-to-day basis to fight them is not buy from them.

Some stuff is unavoidable. Sometimes you dont know who makes what. Sometimes you just desperately need food and that is the only food available, I get it. But developing a muscle that you, by and large, do *not* buy from these awful companies? Thats so important. Stop eating their food. Just, whole cloth, stop. You dont deserve pleasure more than these companies deserve to burn, or more than those babies that died deserve justice. And, quite frankly, this concept of deserving pleasure is wild, but a conversation for a different time.