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I was thinking more along the lines of The Great Society.

… I've had similar issues because my neutral facial expression can come off as a bit scary, especially when I'm focused; people think I'm angry. I've repeatedly gotten comments that I scare people with my size and intensity, both in work and private settings.

Oh you too huh? So I’m not the only one then. For me when I’m focused let me stay on track and do my thing. I try to be more sociable and outgoing to compensate for the seemingly outward intensity, and most of the time it takes.

I personally think 1 Clement should’ve been kept. It’s doctrinally very cohesive with dogma, and orthodox theology. Most Catholics accept though that divine inspiration and miracles came to a close at the end of the Apostolic Age, which is why we don’t see them as much anymore, though you’ve still got Marian apparitions and everything else.

What was the “late republic” turning point in your view?

For me the desire was always there. I had my head on straight from a pretty young age as far as that was concerned. Nobody ever had to coax me into it.

So a lot like those people that keep tigers in their house. I wouldn’t be afraid to keep a raccoon around but I’d be very hesitant leaving it alone in the house with the cat.

That’s what I’ve always been after but it’s eluded me my whole life.

I had an interesting position between my sibling and the rest of our extended family. A lot of my 1st generation cousins are much older than me, the youngest is like 12 years older or something like that, and they would always be hanging around themselves or our parents. They’d encourage me to spend time with them and a lot of times I did, but I was clearly out of their age bracket from being able to meaningfully associate with them. The younger half was much younger than me. The oldest was within 2 years of me and the rest between 5-20 years younger. So I always stood on an island that was the middle ground, where nobody else my age was. My sibling always associated with my 1st cousins, I was always the “big brother” and mentor to my 2nd cousins and I stuck with them.

My friends interestingly enough were born the same year as me or the year prior. But they also had big families and whenever we’d spend time, their parents would encourage them to tag along with us and we’d also be in charge of them. So they participated in many of the same activities we did and we never treated them as a separate class most of the time (but not always). They always looked up to us as well.

The original way of doing this was to draw from your own peer group. At least that’s what we did back when I was growing up. Tech has likely permanently shifted the boundary away from the tried and true traditional paths, which is still probably the best route.

I don’t know. Never went wrong trusting my gut but I’ve went wrong several times ignoring it. Maybe my intuition was always calibrated just right. I’ve known people who were equally persistent and all miserable just the same.

Awhile ago I had to call my bank in advance to seek approval for a very large transaction that I 100% knew was going to get denied and flagged as fraudulent. They were able to extend my limit for the day and I was able to get the transaction split into two separate bills, 50/50 and it went through just fine. There was another time when I was moving money between accounts, one into an Venmo account, and somehow a small online transaction got denied, using my debit card. It was such a pain in the ass to contact Venmo customer support (it’s intentionally buried in layers of bureaucratic bullshit), they couldn’t process it through. The usual “Uh. Yeah. Sorry. Don’t know what it is but can’t help you.” Anyone that’s been a supporter of FinTech companies over the years has obviously never had to resolve a problem with them when things go wrong. There’s a lot more rot underneath the “innovation” of these businesses than is imagined.

Science fiction was always an important part of my reading diet whenever I felt like I had to add fiction to the mix. Fantasy always caught my interest from a young age but for some reason I always found it very difficult to search for.

What are your favorite fantasy books that you might recommend?

This is a problem writ large with how many of them think, that I’ve noticed. They find it easy to attach with men who are “low stakes” to them, because it doesn’t matter if they end up leaving or not. They’ve got no sustained investment in them; they’re a utility or a prop. Guys they have a serious interest in they’re more cold or distant with because they risk a “misstep” of screwing things up; or some other idiotic reason.

Guys see this behavior and say to themselves, “Shit, I wish I was treated like I didn’t matter.” Because women are treating men they don’t like or care for better than the men they do. This is why they’ve got everything backwards. If you like a man and want to lock him down, do literally the exact opposite of everything you have been doing. Roll out the red carpet for him, make his life easy and eschew the attention you receive from other men; keep them a mile away at all times. It’s really as simple as that. I love nothing more than an otherwise boring woman who makes my life easy. That’s the best woman of all time. But they make it harder than it has to be for themselves. And this is the origin story of how good men go bad over time. Men see the narrative unfold with their eyes and see men with bad behavior getting what they want, while upstanding men are punished for it. And so as time goes on, the pool of good men shrinks even further and as women age they wonder where all the decent ones go. That’s what happened to them. They didn’t “go” anywhere. They no longer exist.

Something whenever I hear it that immediately scratches one off for serious consideration thorough is when someone says “I’m not happy…” That is a phrase that is so wildly overused in relationships today that it’s all but lost any serious meaning it may once have had. Concepts like “duty” and “responsibility” are foreign to these people. Nobody in any circumstance of life is guaranteed to be happy 100% of the time. Yes, happiness is enormously important and should be intrinsic to the relationship, but someone who adopts the unhealthy viewpoint of it like they’re always chasing the next high is an emotional junkie who’s more akin to a drug addict that should be in rehab, rather than in a serious relationship. I can’t stand those people.

His argument was persuasive and he didn’t have to do much convincing to get me on board. People like me were just placed in the wrong century. Like you I’m also not feeling old, but I’m definitely not 18 either. A lot of people are going to come due for a very rude awakening in the years to come and I’m not normally one to be the guy to gloat “I told you so,” but I’m definitely going to be the guy with a smirk that says “I told you so.” I know a couple of those people already.

I was never a guy who played games when it came to interpersonal relationships. If it isn’t a board game, a card game, a video game or a bedroom game, I don’t play it. You don’t play with people’s lives unless you want to invite some serious trouble into your life. I’d have thought that point was made a long time ago. Enjoy each other’s time, shared interests and company, and be a family. Why complicate and risk destroying it all out of mental instability? I know a lot of women on the same level as you. I don’t oblige them because I don’t think they’d be a good mother. I know too much about their history; and that’s not where their mind has been.

I have enough in the interest department to keep me occupied, and enough interests and things I like to do in my private life to keep me occupied and entertained until the end of time and there’s enough people in my family and in my close friend’s family that I’ve had an enormous impact on that leaves me with a feeling of achievement I’ll be proud of on my death bed. The most important document I own is a 3-page essay my best friend’s younger brother (who always viewed me as an older sibling, like a lot of people close to me) wrote me at a time when I was feeling down many years ago. In it he dropped a line saying, “Why do you want a son so much when you already have one?” I always think of that line.

Also as far as the early development of the canon, there was never really a “one moment” where a truly universal decision as to which books should be included in the Bible was made. It was a process of development that took over a century of the proliferation of numerous writings, before anyone even bothered to start picking and choosing, and by then it was largely a cumulative, individual and happenstance event, that was more-so guided by chance and vibes more than objective and scholarly research. That was until priests and academics began pronouncing what was authoritative and holy, and even they weren’t unanimous. Every church had its favored books, and since there was nothing like a clearly defined orthodoxy until the fourth century, there were a lot of simultaneous literary traditions. The idea that it was otherwise is created by the fact that the church that came out on top simply preserved texts in its favor and destroyed (or let disappear) opposing documents. What we call “orthodox” is simply the church that won.

But, the story also isn't quite that simple. The Catholic Church never had any extensive control over the Eastern churches, which were in turn divided even among themselves (with Ethiopian, Coptic, Syrian, Byzantine, and Armenian canons all riding side-by-side with each other, and with the Western Catholic canon, which itself was never perfectly settled until the fifteenth century at the earliest), but it was essentially established by the middle of the fourth century.

The current Catholic Bible is largely accepted as canonical from fatigue. The details were so ancient and convoluted that it was just easier to simply accept an ancient and enduring tradition than to bother actually questioning its merit. That was further secured by the fact that the long habit of time dictated the status of the texts, because favored books were more scrupulously preserved and survive in more copies than those that are unfavorable, so even if some unfavorable books happened to be earlier and more authoritative, in a lot of cases we can’t reconstruct them with a great deal of accuracy.

We know there are very early books that didn’t survive at all, Ancient fragments of others that we never knew existed, because no one’s even mentioned them. To give a quick example: the first Christian text that didn’t become canonized but was respected as authentic, is the First Epistle of Clement of Rome, which was dated to around AD 95-96 and was contained in a lot of ancient Bibles and was frequently read and regarded as Scripture in several churches. It’s significant because even at this late date, Clement never refers to any Gospel, but frequently refers to various epistles of Paul. He calls them “wise counsel,” not Scripture, and he reserves this authority for the Old Testament, which he cited over a hundred times.

I was going to say this as well. When he said, “… Men are the horniest at 40…” I shook my head and said “Uh. Yeah, no.” Not a chance in hell. You can’t even know how difficult clarity of mind was to achieve among my peers at a young age. Maybe in the modern age of microplastics and low T you can expect bizarre studies to emerge in the future. A young healthy and virile man though? Center stage of all the youthful energy.

The older you get as well and as your drive begins to dwindle, the long-term appeal of any of it diminishes significantly; and you lose considerable interest in it over time. Certainly the best time to take advantage of me would’ve been the ripe age bracket of my very early 20’s. I discussed this with a friend some years back and he remarked, “Once I hit the age of 40, I’m not taking any new calls… No, I don’t want to know you, I don’t want to meet you, no; I don’t care about you; leave me alone…” That was about the age he just wanted to officially stop everything, consolidate his gains and what he’s made for himself in life, call it quits and live out the rest of his days in peace.

Misery loves company. He and I had a hard enough life growing up as it was. I’m just about with him. Even though I wanted a family, I have no problems being happy on my own.

Browsing X was like eating raw cookie dough straight out of the tube.

If they had raw cookie dough, tell me where I can sign up immediately.

💀. Ah shit, you just had to go there, didn’t you?

I’ll always love the quote, “A dog is a creature that assumes if you bring it food, you are a God. A cat assumes if you bring it food, they are Gods.”

I read that a couple years ago. It’s a great book that applies the historicist logic. I tend to be a maximalist and give the benefit of the doubt to tradition, accepting the historical-critical method; but that isn’t the dominant position in Biblical studies as I understand it; it’s considered “conservative.” To me it shouldn’t be beyond the perch to presume historicity for at least some of the figures, even if you think they’re highly mythologized; but built off a core of tradition. Not a lot of people know we have zero direct historical evidence for King Josiah in the OT, despite historians confidently concluding he existed. Anyway, JB’s multiple interviews on Mythvision is always interesting.

Short answer. Long answer. The real split for the Protestants came at the point of the Reformation itself. Cool fact since you pointed out Revelations: Catholics actually refer to it as “The Apocalypse of John,” although many of them will call it Revelations still.

Well humans become mean and grouchy when they become adults; I don’t find that a formidable objection.

So then there really was cause for concern watching this?

Nope. Coastal city boy here who was more inland.

Political correctness had barely begun to seep in thankfully.

When the remake of Friday the 13th came out years back, a few friends and I wanted to go watch it in theaters. The movie wasn’t that great but there were multiple points where the audience went wild at the violence and nudity in it and it made us laugh, because it all felt like we were giving the finger to all the new releases down the hall which were too “puritanical” of the politically correct flavor, when the atmosphere still felt that “being offensive” and edgy wasn’t occasionally permissible. I remember all of us kept talking about that after we got out. It was a refreshing feeling we all had.