That there’s a loving God.
Now it seems clear that even if he did exist, he’s just above average asshole
I would argue that they would be fully evil depending on your definition of god.
In my case, the abrahamic one. Narcissistic asshole
Ya that one is evil.
I would argue that if God exists, they aren’t intentionally being an asshole. They are being completely hands off so as not to corrupt the experiment, or override free will. After all, the only reason any god would need a prime material plane of existence is to see if they can create a peer of themselves, and at least as far as most of the major religions seem to be concerned, if someone created this universe, they decided that we have free will, so it’s kinda hard to directly intervene. They could send avatars from time to time to attempt to intervene, but they kinda tied their hands in the act of creation.
You can absolutely intervene without affecting free will and that is assuming we even have free will. I am not convinced that we do.
Also why would you presume to know what a being (that as we imagine it) with unlimited power and knowledge would want or even need?
If you are a god and you see 25,000 people (10,000 of which are children) starving to death every single day and you have the power to stop that and you don’t then you are an immortal monster.
The crust on bread had more nutrients than the center. My dad didn’t want to cut my crusts off lol.
My uncle always swapped the words breast and best so my cousin mixes them up sometimes to this day. He said ‘breast friend’ at his brother’s wedding
The crust doesn’t, but for the love of all that is good and scientific, stop peeling your veggies people! Carrots and potatoes especially. Almost all the nutritional value is in the skin of those two, and probably most other, other than peanuts, legumes.
Just remember to thoroughly wash the skin, and cut out any “eyes” on the potatoes or potential small scale rotting. Pesticides aren’t something that your gut wants anything to do with.
Almost all the nutritional value is in the skin
Uhhhh, you might want to look that one up. For some veg, there is more fibre in the skin, but that’s about it.
I’m a chef that has studied nutrition as much as I can, for green and leafy veggies that is absolutely true, but those aren’t the ones that people normally skin.
The legumes that I specifically pointed out have a ton of vitamins that concentrate in the skin specifically, and those are the “vegetables” that the layman has a tendency to skin. The center is mostly starch and sugar.
Right. Carrots and potatoes are legumes now are they? The commenter replied to you summarised it for you, and you don’t know as much as you think you do.
When I was six years old or so, my sister called me a “cosweb” and told me it was the worst thing ever. I completely believed her for a long time.
Only a cosweb would think it’s not real.
Having legit flashbacks right now…
I always thought cigarettes contain tar, as in the substance asphalt on the road is made from. It always felt weird to me, why would they put it in the cigarettes but I figured maybe they need it so the tobacco doesn’t fall out or something.
Wait, they don’t contain tar?
In the same way that they don’t contain ash. The tar and ash are produced by combustion.
I used to think that hair grew when it was watered - like a plant - and therefore showering was what allowed your hair to grow. No one ever told me that, I just assumed it to be true at a young age.
That Everyone the Police arrest is a bad person.
That our blood was blue, but turned red when exposed to air and light. All because a teacher told us so.
You can accomplish anything if you put your mind to it and try hard enough.
I mostly believe that
It’s good to have a positive outlook, but it’s also important to be realistic, and know when to move your energies elsewhere, I think.
I could set my mind to becoming a good orchestral composer, but all I’d be doing is wasting years of my life and a lot of money and effort, because I know I’m not at all creative in that way. My creative strengths lie elsewhere.
I could stick with it, and become at best a very derivative boring composer, but I wouldn’t reach my dream or being a good one.
And I’d miss out on other dreams I could have been following that were more realistic and would bring me more happiness in the end, you know?
But yeah, you also have to weigh that against pushing yourself past your limits, because maybe you’ll be great at something you wouldn’t have expected!
I think in the end as with most things in life, it’s about finding a balance between idealism and realism that works best for you :-)
“Balance” is a bad oversimplification of comparative advantage
Kind of a weird semiotics misunderstanding. There was this trashy tabloid news program that did sensationalised nonsense most of the time, and they advertised the show with these teasers that were like, “tune in for the shocking conclusion OMG SO DRAMATIC”, it was ridiculous.
One time they were talking about a security guard who was killed, and the ad had some footage of the incident - or a reenactment -shown in slow motion with a red filter. The implication was you were seeing real footage of a lethal encounter, and OMG SO DRAMATIC.
Then later that week they were doing a piece on school bullying, and they had what was probably actors where two kids walk past each other in the halls and bump shoulders, you know, like you’d do in a TV show as shorthand for bullying. They put the same slo-mo red filter over it, and the same ominous DUN DUN soundtrack OMG SO DRAMATIC.
I thought that red slo-mo filter meant death, so I thought I was watching security camera footage of the lead up to an incident where one kid literally killed another kid. It was pretty traumatic.
I’m glad I didn’t grow up on a diet of that, I just saw the ads and didn’t like it. This is how people grow up to be afraid of everything they’re told to be afraid of.
Traffic lights were hand operated.
The small town where I grew up had one pedestrian traffic light for crossing the main road. There was a small brick shed next to that traffic light with no windows and a little door. When I was little I was convinced that was an operation’s center where someone worked to turn the lights red or green.
In reality it was a power substation for the neighborhood, but I was seriously convinced that behind that door was a man looking at a TV screen and operating the traffic light at the right moment.
When we went to a larger town nearby, where there were traffic lights without a convenient mysterious building nearby, I told myself that the traffic light people were most likely working under ground, peeping through the drains.I… was good at making up answers for myself instead of just asking my parents.
That the Mormon god was totally real
We found a dead baby bird. Was told most animal babies don’t live to adulthood. Knew people were animals so it was likely me and most of my friends would be dead by 21
I mean, that would have been true up until very recently in history.
If you happen to find a dead bird in particular, please don’t pick it up. They have mites on their feathers (skin?) that will absolutely jump on you and absolutely fuck up your skin. You can literally jump in the shower once the itching starts, and you will be in for something like localized poison ivy where those little microscopic (probably not, but they were so tiny I couldn’t see them) assholes were, or at least wherever they bit you.
I would generally caution against actually touching anything that is dead. Too many pathogens, nasty bacteria, and potential touch contracted illnesses.
Old people were always old
Einstein said that if you move close to the speed of light, you’ll go forward in time. Therefore, I thought, if you go backwards at close to the speed of light, you’ll go backwards in time.
That my family cared about me and supported me.
There absolutely can, and in many cases should, be a difference between your blood family, and your adult family.
The former was chosen for you. The latter should only be chosen by you. I can easily tell you that excising certain siblings, aunts and uncles, and a specific cousin, from my life, my life has far less stress than it used to in my 20s. Now that I tell people that “this is my boundary, try to cross it at your own peril,” and actually hold the line, I have far more family than what I was born into.
