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You know how sometimes everything seems like itâs going to shit and then something good happens and youâre like âdamn, good things can actually still happen.â Yup, this is one of one of those times.
Today I mourn for the children who were made the disposable pawns in the adult world game of chess.
The people who run our cities dont understand graffiti because they think nothing has the right to exist unless it makes a profit. the people who truly deface our neighborhoods are the companies that scrawl giant slogans across buildings and buses trying to make us feel inadequate unless we buy their stuffâŚ. Any advertisement in public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours, it belongs to you, its yours to take, rearrange and re use. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.
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Cultural Difference
Iâve been in this country for about 4.5 years now. 4 months shy of the 5th year. And of course, right from the start, I have picked on the difference in habits, in the ways people my age hang out, in conduct from reacting to a situations to just name a few. For example, âI liedâ is used over âOh sorry, what I mean is...â. Over the past few years, Iâve become rather oblivious to these dissimilarities. But last night, I woke up from my slumber.
Last night, my English housemate got back from Mexico. He and his manager missed his flight from Frankfurt to London and had to get another ticket for another flight. He was retelling the story from his point of view. They got to the connecting flight gate at Frankfurt and my housemate saw that the business lounge was nearby and suggested that they freshen up there before the flight. In the previous flight, he had set his phone to UK time with the intention of correcting his jet lag. When it was time, my housemate led him and his manager back to the departure gate only to realise there wasnât anyone and the local Frankfurt time was an hour later than his phone clock. Mind you, Iâm telling this story with a neutral opinion. Very much fact-based.
Now, Iâve left out some details. As he was telling it, he also had the following comments, which will explain why Iâm writing this post:
âHe (my manager) shouldnât have relied all on meâ
To my question of how his manager took it - âHe (my manager) was really annoyed because he missed his sonâs first birthday. Not at me, but the situation.âÂ
Iâm not sure if there were any more similar comments but these 2 stood out the most. What struck me the most was the as-if natural(?) avoidance or reluctance of admitting the mistake. At no point did he say he felt bad towards his manager and to even say that his manager shouldnât have relied on him - now thatâs just trying to lift some of the blunder burden and share the blame for a mistake he made. There was not a hint of guilt. My housemate is a lovely boy. I do love him to bits. To give him the benefit of doubt, he was exhausted from the situation and from the 20-odd hours of travel. He was tired and annoyed at the whole situation whilst telling it. But this is no excuse.Â
The reason why I called this out as a cultural difference is because if a similar situation happened to me, where I was my housemate. I would have felt terrible. Sure, I would have said something similar to the two comments above, but you would have definitely have heard me expressed self-reproach to a large degree alongside.
At the end of the day, itâs an interesting observation. Iâm not sure if I prefer one way the other. With self-reproach comes a huge degree of self-blame, self-hate and unnecessary pressure over oneself. With reluctance of admitting a mistake made, you appear to be a self-conceited airhead. Balance of the two.Â
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Soda becomes vodka and kisses turn into sex. Remember when dadâs shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mother was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest and war was only a playground game. Remember when the most pain you felt was when you fell over and scraped your knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldnât wait to grow up..
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I fucking hate it when youâre in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, âohâ and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.Â