it’s really funny teaching rhetoric to college freshmen because i explained ad hominem to them via example by arguing with a student over something silly (i kept insisting 25 minutes was a quarter of an hour, not 15) and then “insulted” her instead of addressing her argument (i said she doesn’t have a college degree whereas i have two, so of course she’d be wrong - which the whole point is that it’s a stupid insult but not something that’s actually mean) but she got soooooo mad so even when i stopped the exercise and explained that she was indeed correct (15 minutes is a quarter of an hour). like she was still fuming. so i validated her feelings on that, complimented her, and even reminded the class that a college degree doesn’t mean that a person is smart/right. and then i went on to explain that, yeah, dirty arguing techniques like that are meant to make you so unreasonably angry that you can’t respond or that you lose your cool, so your opponent looks like they win by default. the student i was arguing with then just said that it seemed like professional ragebaiting and i was like. well yeah that’s correct.
and then this kid, this one kid who is always very eager to answer questions and is always kind to his classmates, raised his hand looking a little bothered. now for context, i emphasize thinking for yourself in my classroom, even if that means disagreeing with something i say and he has echoed some stuff that his parents clearly have told him before. he’s not a bad kid or an asshole, he’s just an 18 year old with conservative parents who otherwise knows nothing about politics. but he just looks so bothered after i explain this about dirty arguing techniques. big frown on his face. looking unsure. when i nod at him to speak, he says, in a very quiet voice, “didn’t – didn’t charlie kirk used to do that?”
and i was like. well yes. yes he was famous for stuff like this.
and then the kid looked down and was just like, “oh. i thought he was just really good at debating. i never watched his videos though, only clips. why would he do that?”
and that coincidentally lined up perfectly with the rest of the lesson, which was on propaganda
this? is why conservatives hate liberal arts education
Yeah man hit this stuff my cousin found it at the place next to the Sbarro. Yeah its good… super low key but good *takes one hit and is immediately transformed into a dusty puppet with cut strings in the corner of a danish toymaker’s abandoned workshop, no sound except for the dull movement of leaves, you can see floating dust in a ray of moonlight pouring through the window onto my face, view pulls out slowly through the entryway as the door slowly closes shut, entire consciousness goes black with the sound of a lock switching into place*
disco elysium is a game that makes you feel bad for hours on end and you absolutely should play it during a transitional period of your life and when you have a lot of other problems you arent dealing with. advice from me
the best time to read shit like this is at a moment when it feels way too applicable to your real life circumstances
kaneko kazuma was on something peculiar and intriguing when he designed the demonica suits because it is iconic, funny looking, and a nightmare to draw all in one go
On Saturday I said to my partner, as I have said for months, “A ten thousand dollar a year raise would solve so many of my problems.”
As of this morning I was reluctantly looking for jobs because I love my job and don’t want to leave it, but see: $10k raise problem solver.
As of noon today this was no longer an issue, because my boss called me with the news that I was getting a $10K merit raise.
I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. This is roughly $200 extra per paycheck. Enough to pay off debt faster, rebuild my savings, and spend a weekend a month in Milwaukee getting obscenely laid. The sex I’m going to have on $200 extra per paycheck. You can’t even.
May all of you get the $10K raise your soul has yearned for. And whatever level of sex you can be satisfied with for $200.
hey bestie i think ur post might be charmed ‘cause you aren’t gonna fuckin believe what happened today
Wait that tiny-faced hole-in-the-throat bitch was my age??
I don’t do that “boo hoo someone my age was doing things with their life” shit, mind. I’m having a great life over here. This morning I took one of those shits that killed Elvis and lived, I’m having fizzy peach cola marshmallows for breakfast, making art that’s utterly unrelated to the art I was supposed to be doing, the sun is shining, and absolutely nobody is celebrating my death.
ALT
