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After years of meaning to read it but never seeming to have the time, I finally started reading "How To Win Friends and Influence People" by Dale Carnegie. I've been told by countless people that this book is the ultimate handbook on how to talk to and deal with people.
I'm not far in, but so far it's been pretty interesting and insightful. This book is almost 100 years old but so far everything I've read seems to still hold up today.
I've had a few people message me asking about more resources on how to improve their social skills. There's always r/etiquette (I don't even have a reddit but I find myself lurking) but, if you're looking to read something to help brush up on your social skills, I can so far recommend "How To Wind Friends and Influence People"
Although, take my recommendation with a grain of salt because I haven't finished it yet. But I tried looking up if there was any criticism for it and had a hard time finding any. It is slightly more focused on social skills for a business setting, but honestly those skills can transfer to just about any social setting. (such as presenting your views and opinions to people in a way that doesn't make people feel attacked, and generally making people feel comfortable and at ease around you)
If there was one book I would suggest to everyone on here, Twitter (or X or whatever) and everywhere else on the internet where people lash out at strangers for no reason, it would be this book.
Because one concept it keeps returning to is that people do not like people who lash out at them, people who criticize them, people who scold them. People also do not listen to people who lash out at them, criticize them, and scold them. If you want people to like you, and people to actually listen to you, you should start by not doing that.
@2ndgengeek thank you, gonna go ahead and add this to my to-read list :) also as an FYI for any of my followers looking for more sources on manners / etiquette / social skills
@connanro also adding this to my reading list (and reccs for books on manners to my followers), thank you!
It's been ages since I read it and it is older, but What Does Everybody Else Know That I Don't? by Michele Novotni is specifically aimed at people with ADHD. Some of it is hella basic, but in all honesty it's shit I didn't know until I was an adult.
The Library of the Abbey of St. Gall, Switzerland, contains over 170,000 books and documents, most notably a valuable collection of manuscripts from the 8th to the 10th centuries.
It was rebuilt between 1758 and 1767 and is considered a masterpiece of Central European Rococo architecture.
yesterday in economic botany we were learning about plant based oil compounds and stuff and my botany professor was talking about lynn seed oil, which in woodworking is rubbed on over furniture as a varnish. this oil has an exothermic chemical reaction with oxygen, meaning that the reaction creates heat. what often happens, apparently, is that woodworkers will finish rubbing on the oil with a rag and then will ball up the rag and throw it away, but because the reaction is taking place and the heat can’t escape (like it would on a piece of furniture where it can be cooled) it gets trapped in the rag, which gets hotter and hotter until it reaches the temperature where it bursts into flame. apparently many woodworking shops have been burned down by this. the proper way to dispose of rags with this oil is to hang them up on a clothesline, so again the reaction never gets enough heat to start a fire. im telling you this because im a writer and ive never heard of substance that will just…spontaneously combust conveniently like that so long as it’s in a confined space. my botany professor tried it in a trash can in his driveway and it did indeed burst into flame after 45 minutes, which is an exceptionally convenient time delay. im sorry im tying this so fast my laptop is on 2% battery and theres no outlet an
Presumably the OP has been corrected by this point, but for anyone who sees it from me: that’s linseed oil, the craft grade oil pressed from flax seeds, as opposed to the food grade oil, flax seed oil, which will absolutely do the same thing, but is a terrific seasoning oil for cast iron. Use caution with any rag or paper towel doused in linseed/flax seed oil.
Sheila Anderson Hardy (Scottish b.1956), Silver Moon, 2022, Oil on canvas
New York Times readers share a moment when they have felt truly swept off their feet — or have been the ones doing the sweeping. (Bonus: more stories from the comments)
olruggio has had an utter lack of control over the situation since the first time he learned the truth; his memory is wiped every time it is revealed to him, so he's just left with the pervasive feeling that something is very wrong with his partner (in pain). the shifting landscape and the skewed frames reflect that internal instability
he doesn't have the relevant memories to reach back for. qifrey can cling to the lies, to his guilt, in order to survive, but olly is perpetually lost in the unknowing. the worst part is that the tilted frames of his reality are a very deliberate choice he made all those years ago to save his friend—he just can't remember it
qifrey has his memories intact, so he's able to structure his life around the truth of his existence. he carries it with him; all the grief and resentment, every moment spent in pain and unease. he has no choice but to stabilize himself in liminality. he's not allowed to settle, and so the frames are neatly laid out, one over the other; a perfect prison
his collected expression in the most recent frame makes it seem like he is resigned to his fate, but i don't believe he would give up that easily, not when he has so much to live for (he stated so himself)! he's just tired. they both are
Princess Leia | illustrated by Matt Kindt
okay already i desperately need u.s. americans to practice the phrase, "not where i'm from, but maybe in other parts of the u.s."
because it's genuinely insane the things i've heard americans say 'america doesn't have' when it's just factually incorrect.
for some perspective: during my longest move i did by-car in the u.s., i drove ~3,000 miles. That's ~4,800 km. It took nearly 50 hours drive-times alone. Meaning, if I could have driven without stopping once, it would have taken nearly 50 hours. Of course I split that up over several days.
Driving that same distance here, If there's a ferry+road from Rabat (in Morocco) to Kyiv (Ukraine), I could take it and keep on going another several hours.
So you can understand how silly it is for someone from the u.s. to be asked to answer a question on behalf of the entirety of the u.s.—geographically, culturally, etc.
So now that we've said all that, I need you to know that I listened to a guy from Idaho tell an Irish person today, "yeah, we just don't really get snails much in America."
Snails.
Next. Even if someone does say, 'not where I'm from,' you might still want to check that out for yourself:
#i always think about how beautiful it was for ryan coogler to cast buddy guy as older sammie #i often think about how people like to espouse the idea that we are "so far removed" from jim crow and segregation when creatives like buddy are still alive #a lot of the activists and figures are still alive! #idk the fact that he's living proof of the continued effects of chattel slavery on black americans is so bittersweet because he remembers such atrocities but he's also able to bestow wisdom and history for art pieces like sinners
Ryan Coogler said in an interview, btw, that part of why he thought of Buddy Guy was because his uncle loved seeing him – he'd get dressed up and go see him play live when he got the chance.
@lotrweek day 4: green
swan territory
Has anyone done this yet?
I HATE ALL Y'ALL RIGHT NOW
I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t that. LMAO
I don’t know what I
expected, but it wasn’t
that. LMAO
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
[Caption]: A clip from Disney’s Princess and the Frog; Dr. Facilier singing to Prince Naveen and his valet Lawrence, as he demonstrates his magic, including magically igniting the fires that illuminate the sign for his shop.
“Don’t you disrespect me, little man. Don’t you derogate or derive. You’re in my world now, not your world. And I’ve got friends on the other side.”
He magically opens the door to his shop to reveal an entirely different video of Adele in a forest, instead of the shops interior. Adele sings, “Hello, from the other siiiiide,” [End Caption]
A little video we all should take a moment to watch and think about.
Instead of thinking about what divides us we should think about what we have in common…
I’ve reblogged this on every account I have.
This is simplistic and intended to tug on heartstrings and all that shit but guys I really needed to see something about people not being dicks so if you needed that too please watch this.
Thanks for this, Denmark.
I understand that you were aiming for a morally grey protagonist, but in practice what you've ended up with is more of a moral beige.
@ancient-tree-with-deathwish replied:
how do you distinguish grey from other colours beyond black and wite?
Distinguishing features of moral beige:
The protagonist is constantly agonising over Hard Choices; however, circumstances always conspire to prevent them from actually having to make those choices, so in practice they're just angsting over stuff they might have done.
The text exhibits a recurring pattern whereby the protagonist seems to to have made a Hard Choice, but new information is reliably revealed shortly thereafter which retroactively establishes that whatever they did was the morally upright course after all.
The protagonist's moral impulses are straightforwardly heroic, except in one specific context which lacks any clear real-world analogue; for example, being prejudiced against telepaths.
The protagonist's actions are consistently reasonable based on the information available to them – they're merely operating on bad information basically all the time due to a bizarre conspiracy and/or a series of increasingly implausible misunderstandings.
The protagonist always ends up doing the right thing (for some fuzzy value of "right"), but, like, they're really grumpy about it.
"It doesn't help your credibility to exaggerate, most employers wouldn't literally work you to death" like, I used to work in distribution. If booking a truck driver for back to back shifts until they fall asleep at the wheel, crash, and die counts as being worked to death, I have personally met employers who've worked employees to death and gotten away with a slap on the wrist. It may not be universal, but it's a hell of a lot more common than a lot of us would prefer to think.
The FAA had to explicitly make rules about how long pilots have to have off between shifts, and how far away from their home you can pin their home airport, because it doesn't mean shit that someone has 10 hours between shifts if they have a 2 hour commute each way. They had to make these rules because multiple passenger airplanes crashed because the pilots were exhausted from tight scheduling. Employers won't just work you to death, they'll take a hundred random customers with you.
Happy belated Workers’ Memorial Day, celebrated April 28th
I do really love it when women write graphic and fucked up things. I feel like so often people react to fucked up fiction with “of course a disgusting man would write this 🙄” and it often carries an unspoken (honestly sometimes spoken) message of “a woman’s PURE and DELICATE and FEMININE mind could NEVER think of something this VILE”. Thank you women in fucked up fiction 🫡