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Summer Snowstorm, Little Bear Ranch, McLeod, MT, 1992. Bruce Weber. Gelatin silver.
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controversial opinion but i think people should start feeling shame again. like, there are some things it’s normal and appropriate to experience embarrassment and discomfort over having participated in
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Sure would be a shame if somebody secretly planted fruit trees on public land
We know that developing brains need to bond with parents and need healthy stimulation from both parents. We also know that rote memorization and brute force, one-size-fits-all public school teaching methods are fucking worthless, and were formulated around making docile, broken-willed factory workers.
I keep coming back lately to how f*cked up it was that my dad never let me mess anything up. Oh no, don’t climb out the window and sit on the roof–you’ll damage the shingles. So I put out beach towels and was extra careful, and he still got mad. Some of my best childhood memories were sitting out on that roof with my brother or my friends. Man f*ck the shingles. We sold that house a year later anyway. I waited years for him to fix the toilet paper roll holder in an upstairs bathroom–then one day just broke down and fixed it myself. It took me 5 minutes. And he was mad because I didn’t use the right kind of screws. F*ck the right screws. It looked perfect and it worked just fine, at least until I moved out. Now I’ve been out here living with a bunch of rogue ranchers and old engineers and it’s given me a whole new perspective on life. The first day I moved onto this ranch the owner got out an electric saw and cut a hole straight through a sewer pipe. I nearly panicked! Like–YOU CAN JUST DO THAT?!?! Just break something?! It was a horrible job! But BAM–it was done! And that sh*t changed my whole worldview. Last week I helped remodel a bridge with some spare logs and a pickaxe. I’ve sawed open the roof of my house and glued it back together. I’ve torn wall fixtures off and burned them in a bonfire.
GO AHEAD! BREAK IT. Wear down the shingles. Cut holes through the wall. Get mud on the sofa. Put stickers on your car. Break the world around you just a little instead of living in fear of losing resale value you rarely get back anyway. It’ll be fine.
This is excellent advice, and carries through into parenting. I always made sure that when my kids were in a destructive mood or wanted to pick at something, they could just- do that. Here’s a clump of mint, you can smush it, chop it up, pull all the leaves off the stem - no problem. Here’s a piece of wood with the bark coming loose, you can pick it that to your heart’s content. I was lucky, I guess, that on a farm there’s always something expendable that can just be ruined for the fun of it. Toddler’s get SO much enjoyment out of deconstructing stuff - and even more if you make a big fuss over how “well” they did it. Look at all the chopped mint! It smells wonderful!
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This is in Switzerland. From what I was told it’s a memorial for the Royal Guard. Apparently they had a royal family, and the countrymen said fuck that and came to dethrone them. The royal guard stood fast and were willing to kill all day but the king said “lay down your arms”. So they did. The countrymen killed them and the royal fam, then somewhere down the line someone makes a memorial for the guard….or something like that.
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