I may swear like a pirate, but I'm a fucking PRINCIPLED pirate
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Just because we're pirates doesn't mean we don't have standards! Fucking YARRRGH me mateys!
We're werewolves, not swearwolves
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Yarhaarrharrr ye facist curr
Don't worry. They'll be teaching all of that in school, soon enough. 🤬
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Yarhaarrharrr ye facist curr
wrote last edited by [email protected]Well, they might get made fun of for how they dress; gender expression, or furry costumes, or whatever is all well and good, but you have to draw the line somewhere, like socks and sandals
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Nice sentiment, but where shitpost?
None of these are shitposts. These are all memes.
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Nice sentiment, but where shitpost?
I havent had an excuse to post this yet
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My grandparents on my dad's side used to make jokes that were funny when I was a kid, more concerning when I got older, and especially concerning as their dementia set in and they began outright stating people's races in the jokes. In the years since their passing, it's made me wonder what their beliefs on racism were, even though they raised me to never judge anyone by their race and that race will usually be a factor in how people are treated in the real world but should never be a factor in my personal interactions with anyone.
But those jokes had been weighing kinda heavy on me in recent years. I know they had dementia, but was this possibly at the core of their beliefs?
I recently heard a story, unprompted, from a family member who was present when my dad was in high school or college, in the '70s, and made an off-color joke . Apparently my dad said that a car with a poorly done paint job "looked like a Mexican car." Without missing a beat, my grandmother punched my dad in the jaw with a right hook and yelled, "WE DO NOT MAKE DEROGATORY JOKES ABOUT PEOPLE FOR THEIR RACE!" My grandmother was always known for how passive, playful, and gentle she was, especially with her kids.
Turns out grandma was not only adamant about race sensitivity, she was kinda a badass. And the jokes I thought were possibly racist were truly homophone humor about regional dialects and not about people's nationality.
wrote last edited by [email protected]You know, let us be honest for five minutes.
Psychology has shown that we have biases against anyone who doesn't look like us. It's just survival 101 from not so ancient times.
So maybe your parents had theses biases, unconsciently. Maybe even, they have been raised in a society which was racist, by definition. If they have lived anytime before the eighties, things were really rough (not that it's not right now, but it was something else...)
Now, let's just say that at their core, they were racist. So what ? Is it really important ? They have shown you how to behave, what is right and what is not. They have worked to better themselves, so that is the only thing that should matter.
Because, in the grand scheme of things, your parents would have told you from age two : do not shit in your pants, and they would have done the same. With dementia, maybe at some point they even forgot that one rule so... Being racist is excusable, because -and I'm sorry- they were not themselves in their final hours.
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Godric beat you to it this comment.
My life is ruined.
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Yarhaarrharrr ye facist curr
- may not apply while operating a motor vehicle (someone cuts me off I’m goin off on their fit) /s
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Yarhaarrharrr ye facist curr
Professionals have standards
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We're werewolves, not swearwolves
Speak for yourself, I identify as a swearwolf because of my filthy fucking language
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Yarhaarrharrr ye facist curr
Many golden age pirates were actually kind of like that
Big multiethnic crews. Lots of gayness, transgressive gender identities, liberatory politics. It was extremely punk, but with very very slightly better music and substantially worse booze.
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Just because we're pirates doesn't mean we don't have standards! Fucking YARRRGH me mateys!
wrote last edited by [email protected]Actual golden age pirates tended to be disproportionately queer and gender transgressive, serve on extremely multiethnic crews, and maje policy/decisions democratically.
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wrote last edited by [email protected]... honestly, I don't think anyone has ever explicitly said to me (especially growing up) to not use slurs - you just don't use them bcs they obviously harm people, basic empathy & stuff (if the greed of just living in a better society isn't enough).
... but there sure have been a fucktone of folk telling me not to use some arbitrary "bad words" they deemed vulgar. No logical reason given, just random societal oppression.
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Many golden age pirates were actually kind of like that
Big multiethnic crews. Lots of gayness, transgressive gender identities, liberatory politics. It was extremely punk, but with very very slightly better music and substantially worse booze.
Any fun historical sources you can recommend?
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Any fun historical sources you can recommend?
Graeber really gets unto the mess of it all in 'pirate enlightenment: the real libertalia'
If you want something much less complicated and academic, i think the podcast 'cool people who did cool stuff' has a few episodes on it.
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Graeber really gets unto the mess of it all in 'pirate enlightenment: the real libertalia'
If you want something much less complicated and academic, i think the podcast 'cool people who did cool stuff' has a few episodes on it.
Thanks for the answer! And I love Margaret, good podcast :3
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Thanks for the answer! And I love Margaret, good podcast :3
wrote last edited by [email protected]Theres some more crunchy stuff i remember but i can't think of where i read it, sorry. The academic stuff all kind of blurs. Except for a few who could serioudly wrote like Graeber and Foucault.
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... honestly, I don't think anyone has ever explicitly said to me (especially growing up) to not use slurs - you just don't use them bcs they obviously harm people, basic empathy & stuff (if the greed of just living in a better society isn't enough).
... but there sure have been a fucktone of folk telling me not to use some arbitrary "bad words" they deemed vulgar. No logical reason given, just random societal oppression.
wrote last edited by [email protected]I had an aunt Julia growing up and my parents sat me down when I was four or five and they heard me calling her aunt Ju to explain that “Jew” wasn’t inherently a slur, but it could be offensive to people if I just shouted it randomly after my aunt. Based on that, I suspect they would have talked to me about slurs if it had come up, but I never used them.
I did once talk to my grandmother at around age eleven about seeing a huge Afro and she asked if I meant the person or the hairstyle. I complained to my mom about her being racist and she set me straight. Both of my my grandparents taught at colleges in the greater Boston area around the time they were integrated and my grandmother insisted on renting a room in their house out to black students who couldn’t get housing otherwise (for only the cost of meals) throughout my mom’s whole childhood and ended friendships with people who had a problem with it. She was just from another time and didn’t consider “Afro” to be an offensive term, probably because she was involved in civil rights through the seventies, when that was used by lots of black groups as a term of empowerment
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I had an aunt Julia growing up and my parents sat me down when I was four or five and they heard me calling her aunt Ju to explain that “Jew” wasn’t inherently a slur, but it could be offensive to people if I just shouted it randomly after my aunt. Based on that, I suspect they would have talked to me about slurs if it had come up, but I never used them.
I did once talk to my grandmother at around age eleven about seeing a huge Afro and she asked if I meant the person or the hairstyle. I complained to my mom about her being racist and she set me straight. Both of my my grandparents taught at colleges in the greater Boston area around the time they were integrated and my grandmother insisted on renting a room in their house out to black students who couldn’t get housing otherwise (for only the cost of meals) throughout my mom’s whole childhood and ended friendships with people who had a problem with it. She was just from another time and didn’t consider “Afro” to be an offensive term, probably because she was involved in civil rights through the seventies, when that was used by lots of black groups as a term of empowerment
Thx for sharing, that was a lovely story/slice of life.
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You know, let us be honest for five minutes.
Psychology has shown that we have biases against anyone who doesn't look like us. It's just survival 101 from not so ancient times.
So maybe your parents had theses biases, unconsciently. Maybe even, they have been raised in a society which was racist, by definition. If they have lived anytime before the eighties, things were really rough (not that it's not right now, but it was something else...)
Now, let's just say that at their core, they were racist. So what ? Is it really important ? They have shown you how to behave, what is right and what is not. They have worked to better themselves, so that is the only thing that should matter.
Because, in the grand scheme of things, your parents would have told you from age two : do not shit in your pants, and they would have done the same. With dementia, maybe at some point they even forgot that one rule so... Being racist is excusable, because -and I'm sorry- they were not themselves in their final hours.
I appreciate and understand your perspective, but I want to clarify some context:
This was my dad's mom, so my grandparents. Had they been my parents and I'd known them at the age at which they raised me, then I'd immediately know how they raised their kids. But since this was my grandmother who raised my dad, it left me wondering what kind of parents my dad had. Was my dad a non-judgmental person in spite of his parents?
And the answer was, "no." He learned to cast aside prejudices from my grandmother's sick right-cross. It was mostly that kind of revelation that I needed to feel my catharsis.
(Added context: my dad is dead and I never heard that story from him. He died before my grandmother did, so I never got the opportunity to ask him about what her views on race were when he was a child.)
