The "We Tried" Award
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Also Boomers: Not actually doing anything for veterans suffering from PTSD, mental illness more broadly, poverty and homelessness.
"Well it's not MY fault they shot some Vietnamese kid in the face and now have nightmares and a paralyzing fear of fireworks. Guess they should have thought about that before getting drafted."
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Side note, I highly recommend the podcast episode of Between The Covers where Dao Strom is interviewed about her collection of poetic fragments You Will Always Be Someone From Somewhere Else. It gives some really interesting perspective on Vietnam and the wake of the Vietnam war especially as a counterpoint to the incomplete US perspective that is still only interested in certain stories about Vietnam and about Vietnamese.
https://tinhouse.com/podcast/dao-strom-you-will-always-be-someone-from-somewhere-else/
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"Well it's not MY fault they shot some Vietnamese kid in the face and now have nightmares and a paralyzing fear of fireworks. Guess they should have thought about that before getting drafted."
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You forgot the part about Dying in Vietnam, that's the reason that they aren't getting the support that they need.
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As a millennial, at no point did we actually want participation trophies. The feeling of coming in last was not changed in the slightest by receiving a junk trophy.
It felt worse. Getting a recognition certificate or a white ribbon for coming fourth was a total bummer to my care-factor for participating. Kick a kid while they're down and they're not likely to be motivated.
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It felt worse. Getting a recognition certificate or a white ribbon for coming fourth was a total bummer to my care-factor for participating. Kick a kid while they're down and they're not likely to be motivated.
I personally never cared about them, usually lost them on my way home
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As a millennial, at no point did we actually want participation trophies. The feeling of coming in last was not changed in the slightest by receiving a junk trophy.
It was never about the kids, it was about the boomer parents that got jealous seeing other kids with trophies around other petty boomer parents
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You're not wrong, but like, ouch.
I'm almost got mad until i saw what community i was in
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I couldn't name anyone I knew who actually went through the shit of Vietnam and wore one of those hats proudly.
They were exclusively for the ranks of the Texas Air National Guard, the straight up draft dodgers who wanted to look cool with their chud friends, and the handful of sociopaths who thought burning down people's homes was cool.
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As a millennial, at no point did we actually want participation trophies. The feeling of coming in last was not changed in the slightest by receiving a junk trophy.
Trophies were forced upon us. I didn’t even like the idea of getting a trophy if I won. I won, neat, I don’t need a gold-colored plastic guy hitting a baseball to help me remember that 2-1 game against another collection of school children.
I certainly didn’t need a wood cutout of me posing on home plate. It was tee-ball, I stopped playing after six months.
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It was never about the kids, it was about the boomer parents that got jealous seeing other kids with trophies around other petty boomer parents
Yo you could post that in showerthoughts. That's such an insightful take.
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Trophies were forced upon us. I didn’t even like the idea of getting a trophy if I won. I won, neat, I don’t need a gold-colored plastic guy hitting a baseball to help me remember that 2-1 game against another collection of school children.
I certainly didn’t need a wood cutout of me posing on home plate. It was tee-ball, I stopped playing after six months.
I never got a trophy for anything, but I did like the medal I got for my first wrestling win.. it wasn’t, like, any big thing, but we were against a specific school that has a good program, it was my first year, I was the only girl on the team.. and I won by techfall.
It was definitely a participation trophy of sorts, but it actually felt ok to get. It was engraved to read “for beating your [school] opponent, and first win”
We, as a team, lost to them. Badly.
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I personally never cared about them, usually lost them on my way home
You forgot the punctuation!
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Also Boomers in the 80s: "Let's give kids participation trophies!"
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Vietnam hats aren't trophies. They're badges of survivors. They know they lost. They were fucked by our govt while they were there, they got their asses kicked and then came home to a population that didn't see them as heroes like previous soldiers has experienced. Everything about that war was a shit show and it's no surprise so many of those vets couldn't transition back into civilian life.
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I couldn't name anyone I knew who actually went through the shit of Vietnam and wore one of those hats proudly.
They were exclusively for the ranks of the Texas Air National Guard, the straight up draft dodgers who wanted to look cool with their chud friends, and the handful of sociopaths who thought burning down people's homes was cool.
I have a relative that was in Nam and wears that hat, but he claims he was POG. I have another relative who lied about his age to get into Nam, who definitely was in the shit, and he doesn't wear the hat.
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Yo you could post that in showerthoughts. That's such an insightful take.
Are there also shitterthoughts?
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They're still convinced they got cheated out of victory by liberals.
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As a millennial, at no point did we actually want participation trophies. The feeling of coming in last was not changed in the slightest by receiving a junk trophy.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]It was the Boomers who "needed" and forced these trophies on their kids (in the same way they forced sports on some of us) because their fragile egos needed their kids to be "successful" in a useless and arbitrary way.
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I personally never cared about them, usually lost them on my way home
Right I didn't want to be there anyway.
20 years later my moms like, "don't you want your old trophies?" I said no. Those are your trophies.
