When I watched it when it first came out, that thought never entered my mind.
I thought it was extremely likely that Race was Jonnyâs real dad. That made sense. Plus, they meet some hot babe (Jade) in one episode and itâs clear she and Race have/had a thing.
But some folks are anxious to rewrite a story not for its accuracy, but for their agenda. For instance, Bert & Ernie arenât gay; theyâre a reference to Neil Simonâs âOdd Couple.â But younger people donât know that play/movie/show so they reframe it into their references andâ¦theyâre gay. Drives me crazy, not that they could be gay, but the inaccurate reframing.
Yeah, so far we are having one of the dry, sunny autumns. The few non-native trees still have their leaves and the natives don't drop their leaves*
* Technically false the gum trees drop their leaves all frickin year so the patio is always a mess. They drop lots of twigs and bark, too, and randomly some will decide to off-load a huge branch.
I suppose I wouldn't be welcome considering that I must be part of the social system that keeps all intersecting forms of privilege and oppression in place aka the the white supremacist cis-hetero capitalist ablest imperialist xenophobic body-shaming patriarchy.
But it might be fun to walk in and order a coffee and see if they take my money regardless.
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Jan 16, 2022 - 7:16pm
Coaxial wrote:
No corner here.
I did get sent to the first grade a couple of times.
I did get a swat once.
Oh... I had to write a letter of apology once that needed to be signed by my parents. A guy in my classroom (he was kind of evil) suggested I tell my parents we were studying autographs, and have my parents sign the paper before I wrote the apology. I was almost thwarted by them suggesting my brother sign to. Quick thinking on my part... I gave my brother a pencil and just erased his name.
Oh... I'm pretty sure I made a nun quit. I think I was the one that drove her to stop the process. I might have been a blessing in disguise.
I learned my lesson more than a few times that I was close to the edge sometimes. I mellowed a little... still the class clown though.
I wish I could have meet that nun again, and just talk to her.
In reality, the stuff I was doing was pretty harmless. Just being a boy. I never destroyed property. Or did stuff that was evil.
That stairwell was the scene of many incidents. Mostly good ones.
Not sure why I revisit that place in my dreams.