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  1. How am I supposed to understand a book where all the characters have the same name?
  2. I was thinking about how suddenly the news shifted from all sorts of world and national events to just one person. My informal survey is to check AP, Reuters, and BBC and count headlines. There’s been an overwhelming shift in focus, even though so much of the focus is on the profoundly asinine. Then I see the trolling here and consider how the campaign was largely a meme and trolling campaign, powered by rage and attention. Then we see the new presidential photo that looks just like Vigo the Carpathian. We used to live in Idiocracy, but we may have jumped over to Ghost Busters 2. There may be literal slime building up under DC. How long until the Ulysses S. Grant monument comes to life and starts trampling people? Can we organize a 24-day singing of Auld Lang Syne in front of the White House? My recommendation is to stay informed of actual events, advocate where you can, but to stop feeding the rage monster. It’s not just unhealthy for you, it’s his super power and provides his movement energy. If you claim Christ and are supporting this filth, prayerfully search the Bible to see what it says about the hot button issues of the day. Maybe start with Deut. 24 and 27; it’s pretty explicit and applicable. Or maybe just read the book of James and think about how we should interact.
  3. I’m not sure what I had in terms of clinical definitions go, but since self-harm has brought up as of late here, I’ll share my experience. Maybe it’ll resonate with some and maybe others will think that is not what I meant, at all. For several years — I’ve forgot how long — I had daily or multiple-times a-day bouts of intense, unwanted suicidal ideation. This happened about 10-15 years ago. The first time it happened, I freaked out and spoke to a love one about it. I was dismissed and was left with shame about these terrible thoughts. At that point, I shut up and lived with the thoughts. Whenever I was hurt or beat down or tired, those thoughts would come back. They started to feel like an awful friend, stopping by every day. In a lot of our culture, these are shameful thoughts — which is why I was dismissed when I tried to get help — and I eventually identified these thoughts with my own identity. Surely the thoughts I think each day are part of who I am, right? The shame and fear from these terrible thoughts, and my identity in them as BEING me, made them far worse. At times, they were the only part of me that could see. After some years of daily suffering like this, I came to see these terrifying thoughts as an attack from outside. Call it a spiritual attack or just an unwanted brain spasm, but the thoughts were NOT me. This was a big change in the way I was thinking. Outside of the hole, it seems obvious, but when I was in that pit, the only part of me I knew was those harmful thoughts. Once I realized that they were not part of my identity and I am something more than even my own thoughts, my perspective changed. I no longer feared the thoughts because they were something happening TO me, not who I was. I could calmly observe the thoughts and tell them to go away. Sometime they left, sometimes they didn’t, but they still weren’t me, which was far less distressing. Once I had an enemy that wasn’t me, I could see them as something hated or even pitiable. If I watch a movie about a bank robbery, I’m not a bank robber. If my brain plays a scene about self-harm, it’s no different. I did NOT embrace the thoughts — they were and are the enemy — but I wasn’t afraid anymore and I felt no shame for my external experiences that just happened to be happening inside my brain. There was hope for a way out of the pit. Once the enemy was identified, attacked, and no longer feared, the thoughts faded. I’ll occasionally feel the spiraling circles that preceded the first time and I’ll intervene by meditating on my actual identity and also telling those thoughts that they aren’t my friend and aren’t welcome. So far, it has succeeded in slowing down and eventually stopping the spiral. Every experience is different, but for me at least, treating mental health challenges like an Aggie-sympathizing neighbor from Nebraska who moved in next door and cut a hole in the fence is much better than allowing the challenges to define my self-conception. When those fence boards start ripping off, you have to deal with the problem, but you don’t start shouting “gig’em!” It’s not you; it’s an external problem happening on the inside. It’s hard to separate our thoughts from our identity. Maybe it’s not even always helpful, but for me in that time and ever since, it’s saved my life. Even when I couldn’t see it all, I was something far bigger than my own thoughts.
  4. As his first official act is self-appointed Longhorn Brand Ambassador, MackBrownTexasFootball leaks a hot QB rumor…
  5. The spreading phase lasted about 8 hours, followed by sleep, then the gathering phase, which is an all-hands situation. It takes a village to pack a bag. The gathering phased lasted about 12 hours although there was some early Festivus celebrations thrown in with some occasional airing of grievances. After the gathering phase, there’s the repacking phase, which overlaps quite intensely with the Airing of Grievances. Some was mutual and some was aimed at a particular in-law who no doubt earns the scorn. We didn’t quite leave at our agreed upon time, but that’s just Christmas I guess. I wish I were exaggerating what went down. It’s an annual tradition where all sanity breaks down. The worst 36 hours of every year.
  6. It’s Christmas travel time, which means that the kid and I packed last night while watching the game. Our stuff is staged and ready to go leaving time to tidy up so we come home to a clean house. My wife has created a massive list of unrelated busywork for her and me and is attempting to line the floor of the house with every article of clothing she owns. I look like I’ve joined the Ministry of Silly Walks trying to navigate all of the stuff she has strewn about. I guess my tidying made space for her to expand her territory.
  7. I’m pretty sure at Shaggy during the post-Mack coaching search, there were wishful jokes about replacing Mack with Belichick, and here we are. Life imitating whatever that was. Maybe he’ll hire Brady as his OC/QB coach.
  8. Texas has a 14 year winning streak over A&M.
  9. Welcome to Costco, I love you!
  10. I still have no idea what French Laundry is. I’m assuming it’s some kind of high end escort service. Also, while it breaks the newly reconfirmed intersectional rules for voting, celebrity is king in our idiocracy: Oprah is your answer. She needs to start questioning Trump’s citizenship tomorrow.
  11. An observation: our culture dehumanizes everyone in special ways. We’ve made a lot of progress with marginalized groups. We’ve basically said to men, “it’s your fault,” or “pull yourself by your bootstraps,” or “it’s not happening.” See the general tone of much of this thread for examples. Just speaking from my life, I’m mostly treated as having value or dignity for what I can do for someone or my willingness to suffer for someone else’s gain, often at a great physical and mental cost. I live a pretty happy, privileged life, but most of the respect and dignity that I’m shown is based on taking from me, including in my own home. This is our culture. My basic humanity, dignity, and things that I truly value aren’t worth considering unless I can provide. I think this is a pretty common experience for men and it isn’t about the amount of sex. It’s a day-to-day constant drain on our self-worth. Sure, life sucks and life is cheap to our culture and historically, but we have made progress in recognizing the inherent value and dignity of marginalized groups — a great achievement and always last due — but putting on an imaginary MAGA hat, men are told that they are privileged when life just beats us down too and we’re told that our lived experience isn’t real or is simply entitlement. My imaginary MAGA self sure doesn’t feel entitled. He feels marginalized because he is marginalized. Failure to recognize that is at least part of the problem. He may not win the grievance Olympics, but we’re still beating him down and simultaneously tell him it isn’t happening or he just needs to go to the bar or gym or some other bit of nonsense. So discussions of the unique ways that men are dehumanized get pushed to the sleazy corners of the internet where valid complaints are finally heard and ultimately turned into misplaced anger. If “good” men and women won’t hear them, they will go somewhere else. I don’t identify with the anger, but it seems logical once you consider their lived experience. That the prototype “alpha” MAGA male is so weak, pathetic, and sad is just a reflection of the corner these young men found themselves. He’s the absolute personification of our rotten culture.
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