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  • ShareMySims@sh.itjust.worksOPto196@lemmy.blahaj.zoneRule
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    11 hours ago

    And the thing is that this post isn’t an open question about tastes or attraction, it isn’t an invitation for debate, it is a simple indisputable statement of fact, but some people are just too fragile to sit by and let truths that make them uncomfortable exist without getting defensive, they must make it about themselves and let the world know who they would and wouldn’t fuck, because that’s all other people (though lets be honest, these are 95% likely to be cis straight men making these comments, so women) are to them - objects.


  • ShareMySims@sh.itjust.worksto196@lemmy.blahaj.zonePurse rule
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    22 hours ago

    If you’re camping you should have a fire

    Not before you get to your destination (and sometimes there, too, if you’re really disorganised), nor in the case of the person I was replying to, who just wants some purse hotdogs to eat on the go. So while I agree about the texture, sometimes you just have to make due with a pale hotdog lol




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    2 days ago

    Vegetarian/vegan hotdogs are great for this, since they can last fine without refrigeration for a decent amount of time. When I was a kid my parents would always pack them when we went camping, take a packet out of the freezer on the way out, pop in one of those soft cooler bags, by lunchtime they’re thawed and good to go, and if you have any left, they’ll still be good for dinner! No cooking should be needed (always double check the packet though), just some condiments, or even a tin of baked beans to make a meal of it.














  • Sorry, I was just trying to relate this to autism in a silly way, no criticism or meanness intended.

    What’s the difference between deep touch and deep pressure

    I don’t know for sure, but personally I would say that deep touch is the opposite of soft touch (like grabbing someone’s hand vs lightly brushing against it), while deep pressure is about deliberately applying pressure deep in to the tissue (so yeah, like massaging, but also like a really heavy weighted blanket or the steamroller with a ball thing).

    I must have missed your previous post, or not had the brain power to reply, good to see these conversations happening either way. 😊



  • You’re new to autism, aren’t you lol

    On a more serious note, this is something I needed long before I knew why or what it was called. A couple of decades later, I do indeed know the term, and the reason why I prefer deep pressure to light touch (autism related sensory processing disorder), though I’m sure it isn’t the only reason people need/prefer it.

    Either way, if you genuinely want to hear more personal experiences from people who are more likely to know about and have practice with theses techniques, post over on one of the autism communities.



  • No, and while less food waste is a positive, from what I can find even in France it is only illegal for fresh food retailers (who are only responsible for 14% of waste, and also get massive tax breaks for the pleasure of donating it), not manufacturers (agriculture, processing plants, restaurants, collectively responsible for at least 67% of waste), and for insight in to why, here is an excerpt from 1939 book The Grapes of Wrath:

    “The works of the roots of the vines, of the trees, must be destroyed to keep up the price, and this is the saddest, bitterest thing of all. Carloads of oranges dumped on the ground. The people came for miles to take the fruit, but this could not be. How would they buy oranges at twenty cents a dozen if they could drive out and pick them up? And men with hoses squirt kerosene on the oranges, and they are angry at the crime, angry at the people who have come to take the fruit. A million people hungry, needing the fruit- and kerosene sprayed over the golden mountains. And the smell of rot fills the country. Burn coffee for fuel in the ships. Burn corn to keep warm, it makes a hot fire. Dump potatoes in the rivers and place guards along the banks to keep the hungry people from fishing them out. Slaughter the pigs and bury them, and let the putrescence drip down into the earth.

    There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize. There is a failure here that topples all our success. The fertile earth, the straight tree rows, the sturdy trunks, and the ripe fruit. And children dying of pellagra must die because a profit cannot be taken from an orange. And coroners must fill in the certificate- died of malnutrition- because the food must rot, must be forced to rot. The people come with nets to fish for potatoes in the river, and the guards hold them back; they come in rattling cars to get the dumped oranges, but the kerosene is sprayed. And they stand still and watch the potatoes float by, listen to the screaming pigs being killed in a ditch and covered with quick-lime, watch the mountains of oranges slop down to a putrefying ooze; and in the eyes of the people there is the failure; and in the eyes of the hungry there is a growing wrath. In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.”