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Cake day: July 12th, 2023

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  • We didn’t want to spend much money in Porto city and wanted more privacy than in a hostel. The “window” (didn’t have glass, just a metal grid) was on boardwalk height, perfect for drunkards to pee into the room from outside. We repaired the bed to the best of our abilities when it fell apart during the night. The “bathroom” was probably the most luxurious feature: a corner of the room, separated by a curtain. It kind of matched the rest of the city.


  • “I have watched them all day and they are the same men that we are. I believe that I could walk up to the mill and knock on the door and I would be welcome except that they have orders to challenge all travelers and ask to see their papers. It is only orders that come between us. Those men are not fascists. I call them so, but they are not. They are poor men as we are. They should never be fighting against us and I do not like to think of the killing.”

    “I hope I am not for the killing, Anselmo was thinking. I think that after the war there will have to be some great penance done for the killing. If we no longer have religion after the war then I think there must be some form of civic penance organized that all may be cleansed from the killing or else we will never have a true and human basis for living. The killing is necessary, I know, but still the doing of it is very bad for a man and I think that, after all this is over and we have won the war, there must be a penance of some kind for the cleansing of us all.”

    The question reminded me of “For whom the bell tolls”. It’s rather strange that during all these months whenever I get bored and grab a book it’s about one of the various wars of last century. I can’t help but read all of them with an eerie feeling of anticipation. Remarque’s “The Night of Lisbon” hit especially hard, but this one is a tower of a book as well and I had totally forgotten how deep it is. If Hemingway was alive today, would he get involved in some conflict elsewhere? Should more of us be on the way to Gaza, or at least involved in a general strike to force them to stop this nonsensical warmongering? Even not being in the US settling into business as usual makes me feel like a fascist, every day the feeling gets a little stronger. Non-violent protest would be my weapon of choice and always has been, but if I’m ever forced into hiding for who I am? Might just get really creative out of pure spite.


  • I did not smoke for over 24 hours! Since weed and tobacco were running out at same time I decided to take the plunge and not buy more. I made so many unsuccessful attempts at stopping recently, this one feels different. I finally managed to feel comfy being single and it starts feeling quite good, this being gloriously and forcefully myself.

    I also scored some freelance work projects again, very surprisingly, since the AI hype there had been nothing for over a year. I didn’t even have a Windows machine at home anymore when the jobs came in and had to scramble to reinstall the stupid thing again (of course my laptop didn’t want it back and it took some effort). So I guess having to have Windows again is the only bad thing in a pretty good week.


  • I’ve realized that my connection issues with other people - feeling left out since a young age and never really being able to replicate the social dance very well - can lead to me becoming obsessed with people. When I finally find someone with whom I feel a close connection I will crush on them, heavily. And then I find that those who readily respond to my obsession tend to have connection issues themselves.

    I’m just slowly waking up from a ten months obsession after I left a relationship of three years. I left for many good reasons but getting over him was the hardest work I ever did and on many days I felt I was ready to change the way the universe is put together just so I could be with him again. There was nothing going on in my brain for months, just keeping myself barely alive and thinking about this man and the relationship we had - everything else, skills, knowledge, ability to enjoy things, was gone. And then after much pondering, planning, and most importantly making sure my boundaries were where they needed to be I did return and had my heart broken again in several intricate ways. However returning was the right decision for me. The leaving, and the returning. I learned so much about myself. I watched my own obsession and sat with the grief, and the older grief behind it, and now I feel a little wiser.

    You might return, it might not work, or he might say no - and then you get to learn a little more about your obsession and about yourself. It will hurt, you will have to cradle yourself through the heartbreak, but you get clarity about something you now might be missing. Just remember it’s your obsession, not necessarily his obsession and you should be accepting of whatever outcome your attempt of re-connection brings. When connection is difficult it’s no shame to go out there and experiment, that’s how we get better at it and find out about our needs!



  • I’m a woman in her forties and maybe my perspective helps. What I’ve noticed about myself as I am approaching menopause is this: I won’t tolerate stuff that I don’t want. No compromise anymore. My body just won’t allow that I be in a place I don’t want to be in, with people I don’t want to be with, in conditions I don’t control … so I’m probably not a very nice person anymore in the way I used to be - but at same time feeling powerfully aligned with what I really want for myself, and walking out of situations that don’t serve me.

    As women are still raised to please and support others many of us tend to wear ourselves out in caring for other people and their opinion, and when that falls away with menopause the results can be very painful for the person themselves and their families. This change in me killed my relationship, and I do feel very sorry how it all went down, but I was literally physically unable to stay and remain in this ‘wife’ situation that I tend to almost automatically create for myself when with a partner.

    And for your situation as a partner: No, you never have to put up with your partner criticizing you all day and dumping their rotten mood onto you. That’s not acceptable for any reason.





  • Why should the homeless have no right to organize? It’s funny that the only places with (rough but efficient) functioning self-organization I could find so far were among the homeless and the small folk. Those with stuff left to protect are too much up their own arse to want to play well with others.

    Also, the plans to get off the street are real, most of the time. Every kindness you show is a seed that one day will point towards the right direction.

    I’ve been hanging out with the homeless as a kid, and lived on the streets for a few months as a young adult, travelling and panhandling. I met many very kind, and often very damaged people. They are on the streets because it’s for a variety of reasons the only option they can manage, not because they enjoy scamming you out of a few coins and do nothing all day.

    If you are concerned about your money look at the suit wearing people, most of it ends up with them.







  • Hmm, the farmer interviewed in the article farms 570 ha - maybe consider a restoration of smaller-scale farms and restoration of the commons before complaining about criminals roaming lands the size of an entire village?

    The concentration of ownership into fewer and fewer hand means that smaller farmers had to sell out to the big guys, a process that has been going on for very long. When there is nothing left but large swatches of land owned by single persons what is normal folk supposed to do? Turn into serfs again? It’s not even possible anymore because most farmers will just import the cheapest farmhand from other countries because nobody can live a dignified life from the pittance they pay workers.

    Not to forget, with large areas of land in a single hand comes monoculture and all the destruction associated with it.

    Fuck it, distribute the land to the crime gangs and teach them how to garden.