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Maybe I should give the elderly some slack. But I didn’t give my grandpa any slack either. And he gave me a tiny portion of his noodle.

I'm convinced that academic people are not even stupid.

Well, they wait at least till retirement to say the quiet part out loud, some of them. And some others always say the most controversial things, but only IF applied to reality, it's perfectly fine or even encouraged within the academic circle.

Not saying they should take some more risk, but I'm saying they are thriving in online dysfunctional activities for other reasons than what they admit.

Which, reminded me of this stupid anarchist podcaster who mocked both cryptocurrency and self-publishing. Now, I didn't understand crypto. I still don't understand it now. But self-publishing is a medium, not a product, or a brand. Low barrier to entry is the point. Since he talked so much about anticapitalism, it's strange that he didn't think that what people could do with a medium is totally up to them. And since it's up to individuals, you are expected to see various end results from good to bad.

Maybe he once a year does mutual aid as he encourages others to do frequently. But the lack of understanding about humans of both him and certain academic people suggested there is a wildly difference between what they try to be perceived and what they usually do.

Hey tall boy see you later.

I might overestimate myself in some questions.

Since you solved a case yesterday. Here's another one for you.

I don't have the habit of writing every day. I have the habit of writing when I'm filled with hate, anger, and sadness. But I do write every day. Why is it?

Hint: the answer sheet.

Since we only subscribed to 3 or 4 newspapers/magazines and the TV was black and white, I had to read those articles again and again during the week, to the point I memorized every word of it.

But even before I was able to read, I demanded other people to read fairy tales for me and memorized them too. Then, I asked the sister neighbor who was around 5th or 6th grade to read them out loud from the books. Then she often misspelled or mistakenly skipped some words, and I screamed the correct spellings/wordings in front of everyone to show I was smarter than her. I didn't ask my own sister to perform. She didn't make lots of mistakes. There was no pride in that for me.

Hehe guten morgen.

I hurt my feet today. See you later.

Being hated by a group of people you look down on was kind of a compliment.

I, also, happen to know someone who is best friend with a group of people they look down on.

I don't read fiction anyway.