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You do English wrong

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wsgy

You do English wrong

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I've read that collection and don't remember that particular essay so probably not

I was working as a caddy and was on hole #3 with one of my regulars and her friend. The club had a strict no cellphones policy so we had no idea what was happening. One of the other caddies is frantically going around in a cart talking to groups around us, who, after speaking with him, immediately pick up their balls and start walking back in. "I wonder what's up. Doesn't look like rain." I say. The ladies agree. Then my coworker heads straight for us.

"The Twin Towers in New York are on fire," he says. "You guys might want to come watch the news, it seems like some kind of attack." I'll be honest, I was pissed I was going to be out 120 bucks. When I saw they were letting caddies into the clubhouse though (where we weren't allowed), I knew it was serious.

We get to the clubhouse and CNN is on. People are mostly silent except for this one 50ish Italian member near me who says, "I bet it was that raghead, Osama something." His wife tells him not to talk like that. He retorts: "We was fuckin attacked!" I agree with him and he gesticulates in my direction, happy I backed him up. I feel my cynical teenage anti-Americanism melting away.

I didn't at any point consider joining the military. My mother even preempted this later that day, telling me in no uncertain terms would I be joining up--I was headed for college. Instead, I got recruited by a CIA officer when I was a senior. I thought using my brain for the cause would be a better idea. Besides, intelligence and covert ops were going to be how we got those responsible, not by invading Iraq. Didn't get past the psych evaluation. They don't tell you why, but I suspect it was my occasional pot use.

But I did have a friend join up, and it was exactly who I expected: the lone Republican in our friend group. He didn't handle it well and I'm afraid we're going to lose him. He's been divorced twice. The last time I saw him I watched him polish off a quart of rye, by himself, and seem largely unaffected by it. In high school he was three sheets to the wind after as many beers. It's clear to me he is a serious alcoholic. He also can't seem to talk to civilians about his experience. I'm glad he's involved with a lot of veterans' groups because I'm sad to say this is probably out of my hands at this point. All he has said to me is he wished he had gone to college like the rest of us instead, and that he lost some friends though he never specified if it was combat or suicide. If you ask him questions he just gives you a blank stare, not even a mean one just a "not talking about it" face. I call him every couple of months but he never wants to talk about his own life, only mine, which is concerning.

My oldest made a 9/11 joke on Friday I won't repeat, but I did chide him. It's a little unclear why but he seems to not have realized this was a real event so I had him ask his mom what she was doing when it happened (she was in high school, her teacher said some pretty prescient things). I pointed out I had put the flag out that morning and it wasn't just for fun. I guess the point got across; he was pretty sheepish for the rest of the night.

I was never properly mad about 9/11. I am mostly sad about it, both the event proper and the fact that it was a pretty hard punctuation mark for the end of my childhood.

Looksmaxxing seems to me to be a direct consequence of dating apps, social isolation, and the decline of third spaces. If your entire hook for a woman is your profile picture, and she isn't going to offer you a chance to charm her unless you pass the looks test first, how you look is going to matter a lot more. Men will notice and respond by hitting the gym and doing whatever else Clavicular is pushing. I met pretty much all my girlfriends in third spaces and that gave me time to prove I was funny which can take you from a 4 to a 7. I'm lucky I'm married--I'd be in hell if I had to rely on the apps.

Get them to list all their passwords on some kind of document. My aunt was the most organized person in the world but this was a big hiccup when she died

He probably has. My uncle had a friendly relationship with him before this and I can't imagine them not having talked about the situation

Usage notes:

Bit of a legal usage conundrum popped up in my family:

20 years ago, a farmer who owned 700 acres of land sold 300 acres to a farming LLC to help pay for his daughter's college tuition. The 300 acres abuts a river and is only accessible by a private road the farmer still owned. So the LLC and the farmer got a Simple Country Lawyer to draft an agreement which created an easement for the road that the LLC had to pay to lease, a "biannual sum of $500" for the next 30 years, which is roughly how long the farmer thought he would still be farming.

Unfortunately for the farmer, he recently has had some health problems that means he now finds it too difficult to do farm work. So he decided to sell the remaining land. The LLC wasn't interested because of liquidity problems so instead my uncle bought it after last year's harvest. The farmer turned over the contract to my uncle and made sure he knew about the payments, though apparently all they said was they were due next January. My uncle called the LLC, said he was the new owner and gave them his address for where to send the check. Sure enough, he got his first payment in late December, but my uncle, who thought "biannual" means twice a year not every other year, was a bit confused when he didn't get another check in June/July and called them up to complain.

The LLC told him the payments were every other year and there was no check in the mail. Uncle threatened to sue, LLC told him to kick rocks. My uncle grabbed the contract to bring to our family's annual July 4th celebration at the family compound in Arkansas, knowing that my cousin, who is a lawyer, would be there. My cousin, who is a bit pompous about having a law degree, immediately agreed with my uncle and said he would file a suit on his behalf, while working on contingency for 20% of the recovered amount as a bit of a family discount. I overheard the conversation and told them they would likely fail in court.

I'm a bit of a usage nerd. I have a well-used copy of Bryan Garner's wonderful A Dictionary of Modern American Usage and am very familiar with the entry on "bi-" words. "Biannual" is hopelessly ambiguous in American usage (and abusage) to the point that it is a skunked term. While "semiannual" and "twice a year" are unambiguous reflections of my uncle's understanding of the situation, and "biennial" and "occurring once every two years" are reflective of the LLC's understanding, "biannual"'s precise meaning entirely depends on the speaker. It really does mean "twice a year" but it doesn't matter because so many people are confused. The Simple Country Lawyer (and I emphasize "Simple") has done everyone a disservice with his choice of words.

I explained all this and added that since this contract had been in force for 20 years, and had been paid in the way the Lawyer, LLC, and farmer all agreed concerning the meaning of "biannual" that no judge was going to side with my uncle's novel interpretation of the word. The tradition was in place already, and my uncle was going to be out $9500. I might be wrong, and they still think it's worth trying, but I did end up dampening their hopes.


Also I have seen you guys abuse a couple things this week. Not gonna quote it because I don't feel like being an ass today but

bury the lead

It's bury the "lede". Something to do with printing presses but that's the correct term

Also, you don't capitalize after a semicolon, "I have a big presentation tomorrow; if I don't do well I will be fired."

"I wouldn't kick her out of bed for eating crackers" has been my elder millennial response since 2010. Before that it was "plain"

Both of those are major memes on /r/bookscirclejerk for, I'm assuming, a pretty good reason

Perdido Street Station and I'm about to drop it 120 pages in unless someone convinces me not to

Not sure if it applies because I played several instruments before discovering it, but https://www.musictheory.net/lessons pretty much taught me music theory 20 years ago

I'm a big fan of Blade Runner (1982). I don't want to bother listing all its positives, but one of the things I like about it is, as far as I understand it, the movie ends ambiguously. Is Deckard a replicant or not? I was pissed when Blade Runner 2049 came out and removed all doubt: turns out he's a guy after all. Still a good movie though.

This ambiguity at the end was also something I liked about John Carpenter's The Thing (1982). I have a family member who works in Hollywood and somehow we got onto the subject of The Thing. She said she didn't like it because of the same ambiguity, but then as a matter of course in doing her job she got to spend time with John Carpenter and asked him to clarify the ending. Apparently he gets this question a lot.

Turns out he has no idea what the confusion is about. The last frame of The Thing is Kurt Russel and Keith David staring each other down, harshly backlit, and it's completely, glaringly obvious that Kurt Russel is breathing and Keith David is not.

I said it seemed to be a bit too subtle for a movie where a head grows spider legs and scuttles away. She said no, it's why Carpenter is a genius.

You're not the first!

I sometimes fantasize about an ongoing usage post every week here to get everyone's grammar and such better. I did this on reddit for a week though and BOY WERE THEY MAD

enough to shoe us away or something

"shoo" is the correct term

::gets into the usage-Nazi-mobile and drives away::

If it's cold out, a Manhattan

If it's hot, Tom Collins or Moscow Mule

If it's neither, Negroni

I am a little lost as to why this is a problem. If it is her age... why is that a problem? She's an adult!

I suspect the real reason is you guys don't like her. Don't make me tap the sign (The Five Geek Social Fallacies). Just tell her it's not a good fit and cut her out, she'll survive

I just finished Consider Phelbas and was underwhelmed enough to not continue the series. It gets better you say?

To my knowledge there has never been a Supreme Court decision where the 3rd amendment was the primary basis. If you were a writer on The West Wing, how would you work an interesting 3rd amendment Supreme Court case into an episode?

Without a doubt the best job I ever had was being a preschool camp counselor. It made me want to have kids of my own. Some of the boys started dressing like me by the end of the summer

I sometimes fantasize about being a biology or history teacher at a fancy boarding school

The guy who writes the Lexington column in The Economist, or really any kind of prominent writer/intellectual that gets invited to go to panels and opine on whatever. btw buy my latest book

My mother has something similar with her friends (70+ year-olds). Whenever they get together there is an "organ recital" where they each complain about their latest health problems then quickly move on to other things

BPD-traits make you both more likely to be abused

How do they figure because I'm sure if I uttered this phrase elsewhere I'd get cancelled for victim-blaming.

heritability figures from 40-60% for BPD

Well shit, my SIL is BPD. I guess I'll try super hard not to beat my kids lest they inflict that terror upon us all.

I've spent time in a psych ward, as a med student, not a patient, and I'm aware. But while I have your ear: what's the deal with borderlines having childhood sexual trauma? All of the ones I met in my 6-week stay reported some form of abuse, and I'm inclined to think becoming a crazy person is some downstream effect of it, but I don't know the modern take on "cluster B as trauma response" discourse.

A shorter version of this essay is a better one, though I still liked it.

I came across this disaster on reddit and immediately thought it would end up here. Someone even posited that she's not a real person and is instead a psyop by a right winger to make leftists Coasties women journalists look insane. eg. here's another of hers: "I Couldn't Fulfill My Boyfriend's Fetish, So We Opened Our Relationship". Her boyfriend is a feeder, which means he likes helping a partner get fatter. That he's in a relationship with someone who has an eating disorder is, I'm assuming, not a coincidence. In atypical fashion, though, opening their relationship did not immediately blow it up.

"She's not a real person..." I say while rocking on the floor of my hospital room. "She's just three cluster B personality disorders in a trench coat, she can't get you."

Parents of young kids with a pet that is not long for this world: how did you navigate this? My eldest kinda knows about death but not the rest and Larry the basset hound has got maybe a year tops left. We got him before we were married so he's been a permanent fixture in the family. We've been through a lot with him and I may, in fact, cry about it this time.

I'm leaning towards getting another dog, probably a Golden, before he goes as a way to soften the blow. I'm aware this is a known strategy but is this considered bad form?

(Also accepting input from former little kids of dead pets.)

I have never seen such a contraption. The photo on wikipedia is from Texas so is this a sunbelt thing?

Nah not me. I want all of you to read the entirety of Achewood and be casually introduced to it by investigating my pfp or something.