I’ll Be The Judge Of That

in outofthinair •  2 months ago  (edited)

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I know, I know, I look good and it has nothing to do with that smokin hot wife of mine I’m sure nobody noticed. What’s up, #steemit, this should be fun (to some)—you ready? Welcome to my 300th post! The one where I broaden my friends list exponentially. :wink:

Since #traveliving abroad all year, the stunning (see above) @puravidaville and I have met and, often times but not always, befriended many people from all across our globe. From the west to the east, both south and north of the equator, we’ve come in contact with a lot of people. Something you quickly need to acknowledge while traveling outside of your familiar territory are cultural differences—not everyone is indoctrinated in the same classroom facet.

Opening argument: Before I begin saying what I really think about everyone, I should probably tag #satire and #funny, followed by quoting myself saying, “it’s in my best interest to start with my own people—Americans.” This deliberation begins in California, the part of the US most of you have at least heard of. What better way to start this article other than a cover image featuring a dapper tie wearing dude (who says “dude”) with eyes as red as his barbie-doll looking, show-stopping wife’s backless dress (that’s rhetorical, don’t answer that!)—Hollywood’s typical Californian stereotype because, well, when the shoe fits wear it.

You’re invited to enjoy this easy listening courtroom music while Judge D and A’s delivers his verdict—court is now in session.

California.

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Everyone has somewhere to be, nobody has time to talk or even help a stranger with something as simple as driving directions. The majority of fathers reading this from California have spent little to no time assisting their own children with their studies—that’s moms job. Dads are too busy grinding from sun up to sun down with just enough time to eat, sleep, and do it all over again tomorrow in a valiant effort to successfully maintain their 99% status. We’re often referred to as rude or demanding, that’s not it, per se, we’re just so programmed to the daily rat race, we don’t have time to think about anything other than the money we don’t have.

California is expensive—money, money, money, a top five world economy with congestion to match and an even higher ranking unemployment line. I have buddies who, to this day, don’t possess a passport—never have and likely never will. Friends of mine and, believe it or not, I have a lot of friends, most of them in their 30’s and 40’s who don’t have a passport—more than half of them, why? Because at their modest $75-$120/hourly wage, they can’t afford the $70 processing fee required to obtain a passport nor fathom having an extra minute to themselves to do something such as experience #life outside of the workplace. Family isn’t even second to their job, it’s third, preceded by first the job, and second their career—it’s sad.

California is sad (that should go over well), broke without a dime to spend enjoying a day with their family and sad. But, having said that, at least now I can get to the good stuff. One more thing—not all Californian’s are as outspoken as you’re about to witness, either, I inherited this quality from my grandfather. Next!

Israel.

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Talk about an entitled group of people—got dang! It’s not that anyone has anywhere to be, their currency is worth 1/3 the value of USD and it’s a tiny little country you can cover in under three hours, there’s no rush to go anywhere to do nothing but they act as though everyone is in their way—even drivers. At all times of the day and night, all you hear are car horns. I made an inside joke between Pura and I suggesting everyone is instructed by law to test the function of their horn once every 30 feet—“yup, still works!”

I can’t make this stuff up—‘take out’ or ‘dine-in’ isn’t your call in Israel, it’s at the discretion of the person working the counter. We told two different people at two different restaurants “take-out” and, both times, we were met with “you don’t need take out, the food is hot now, you’ll eat here.” Upon telling the restaurant employee something to the extent of “no, sorry, we have somewhere we need to be and don’t have time,” we were told “where you’re going can wait, you’ll eat here” and refused to serve our food in a carry-out box.

Another example—I’m a gimp, right, I walk with a brass handled weapon cane. That means at the airports we always get ushered to the front of the line. Well, in Israel when that happened, we followed the instructions of the gentlemen ushering us. He parked us in front of a woman at the “disabled line” with nobody in her line who looked at me and my cane and said these exact words: “What do you want?” We explained how we got there and she continued playing on her phone without saying another word to us—we filed back in line. Israelis are, or at least think they are, entitled. Next!

Norway.

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Brace yourselves, Norwegians, although I’m certain you’re already aware as it’s customary in your culture to think you know everything, perhaps nobody has ever come right out and said it—allow me. You’re sofa king rude! No sugar coating that one and no other way to describe it. Norwegians are the rudest group of people we’ve met out of everyone I’m about to describe to you and we’ve spent time with a large majority of people, from many locations, since beginning this two year adventure—for instance.

While volunteering at the refugee camp in Greece a couple of times each week during our month there, we were accompanied by four Norwegians on occasion. A lot of the people I’m using as an example for this article are people we met at the refugee camp and, out of everyone there, each from various locations, Norwegians are the only people who never shook our hands or anyone else’s for that matter. Furthermore, while preparing food, the lead counsellor would play music, most of it without lyrics because the majority of us speak a different language—she would play house music, jazz, techno, etc. Each time the counsellor played music when the Norwegians were present, all four of them would harmonize a song in their native tongue that nobody understood so loud it drowned out the ambient music forcing the counsellor to cease playing music. Only then would they stop singing while we continued preparing food. Norwegians are rude, in no culture should that behavior be acceptable. Let’s switch this is up for a minute and talk about some nice people—there’s plenty out there. Next!

Russia.

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We met two different people amongst our travels who are originally from Russia. One guy in particular, we spent nearly every day around for the period of one month. We cooked for him, he cooked for us, we kayak’d together, shopped for groceries together, did our border hopping to and from Panama together, he was a really nice, outwardly friendly guy—approximately 50 years old. He has a 20 something year old son who currently lives in Detroit, Michigan, studying engineering and a mother residing in Jordan. He’s a well traveled guy and just an all-round kind human being.

When Pura and I needed to extend our passports while in Costa Rica, he was more than happy to hold our hands. He made our experience super easy by driving us to Panama while explaining how and where to go, which windows had the kindest personnel, how much it would cost, etc.

He’s a chef by trade so he taught us how Russians make their tzatziki and even introduced us to an aubergine stuffed pita—we’d had variations of it several times in the past but that Russian tzatziki did the trick. He and I remain in contact. Russians are accepting, welcoming people with a great sense of humor and just all around good company. Next!

Hungary.

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We spent quite a bit of time with a young lady from Budapest, a super nice person with a welcoming culture, she and Pura remain in contact. We enjoyed a few boat trips and several dinners together with her until we parted ways. She was on an adventure of her own when we crossed paths, apparently it’s customary in Hungary to only work six months out of the year and enjoy your personal life the other six—I’ve since learned it’s only in America where this sort of behavior is intolerable.

She also accompanied us one time to Panama to retrieve grocery items customary to her culture which she then brought back to Costa Rica and prepared dinner for us—it was delicious. Her spoken English was really good and she was tall, taller than me and I’m 6’1”, not sure if that’s a normal height for Hungarian women or specific to her.

That’s another thing I’ve been made aware of since traveliving abroad—most everyone else speaks several languages including English whereas my fellow, intellectually challenged Americans speak only one—English. @puravidaville’s heritage is 1/2 Hungarian so I’m not surprised by our Hungarian friend’s welcoming hospitality. Hungarians are kind, accepting people. Next!

Greece.

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Nice, hospitable, caring, generous, pick your favorite adjective. Nowhere else in all of our travels and in my 44 years of living have I been given dessert at the restaurant, post dinner, on the house, and I’m not just talking once—every.single.time at every single restaurant. We would visit a restaurant once and, from that point forward, just crossing paths with the people who worked there, we would be stopped and acknowledged, not just by saying hello but doing so by name. Pura and I often times wouldn’t recognize nor remember them but they remembered us and were quick to make sure we were enjoying ourselves in their country, ending the conversation by making sure “if there’s anything you need, anything at all, please just stop by and ask.”

Even our host delivered a box of desserts to us on two separate occasions for no apparent reason. He would call us to verify we were at the apartment and then let us know he needed to talk to us real quick and would be over at a specified time. Both times we were greeted with a fresh box of baked goods and just to confirm we were comfortable in his Air B&B unit—that’s never happened anywhere else. I can’t say enough good things about Greek people.

Alright, back to some cultures who should be ashamed of what I’m about say—see my fifth #tag. Next!

Costa Rica.

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They have nice sunsets. And the sun is about the only thing you don’t have to bolt down, bar up, double pad-lock and chain to the ground without worrying about the threat of it being stolen—if you have dust on your exterior doormat, they’ll steal that too.

Even out of the places with cultures who don’t fare well toward people who look like me, I’m so white I have green eyes—I’m not opposed to getting reacquainted, I’ve always been a huge supporter of second chances. Costa Rica, however, thanks but no thanks! I’ll never go back there, ever. I’ve never been robbed so many times in my #life and those are just the times I’m aware of. Regardless if it was a grocery checker, cab driver, server, policia (twice), even the postal service employee—if they can burn you for 25 colones ($0.04 USD), consider yourself burnt. I could go on in greater detail but I’m already having difficulty holding my food down and I think I made my point. Simply typing “Costa Rica” has me questioning the integrity of my autocorrect. Next!

Panama.

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It’s not as bad as Costa Rica. Petrol is a little more reasonable in Panama vs the rest of Central America. Van Halen did a song about it but now that I’ve been there, that song’s deceiving. Want an example? Sure, my pleasure!

Pura and I hopped on a bus at the Panamanian border en route to San José de David. While waiting for the driver to depart, a dude outside the bus, after scoping out the entire bus, stood right outside our window forcing the sale of his water on us, “agua, agua, compra mi agua Americanos” which means “buy my water Americans!” We responded as politely as possible, “no gracias, señor.” He began shouting loudly until eventually yelling at us, “Agua! Agua!” We continued to say no “no gracias.” He then climbed on the window of the bus while pointing at his ring finger insinuating Pura has a nice ring so we should buy his water and then began mocking us while laughing ‘no gracias’ haha... ‘no gracias’ haha...” and, seeing how we were on a bus full of Costa Ricans, the entire bus was laughing hysterically, encouraging his outrageous behavior, making us extremely uncomfortable and accelerating the embarrassing ordeal.

Having been through various parts of Mexico, from Tijuana to Acapulco and Cancun, nearly into Nicaragua and south through Costa Rica and Panama, I was convinced the farther south you go the more ruthless it would be—then I met @jaguar-force. Thanks, Dr. Jaguar, before I met you I was disappointed, to say the least—there’s a light at the end of the continent now. Argentina is officially back on our to-do list. Gracias por preocuparte, mi amigo, Dios te bendiga! Next!

Italy.

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I’m still on the fence. Pura and I just arrived in Rome a little over a week ago and I still have mixed feelings about Italians. Prior to arriving here, I heard arguments from both sides suggesting Italians aren’t friendly at all and, at the same time, I’ve heard Italians are hospitable. Until I’m able to engulf myself in the culture, just as you should be doing while reading my opinions, I take everything with a grain of salt.

That being said, I can tell you not a single grocery checker has acknowledged us with so much as a half smile, I stopped saying “hello” already and just mind my own business while bagging my items. We walked into a jewelry store yesterday to enquire about getting Pura’s rings cleaned, true story—before we turned and walked away, Pura said “do you speak?” The dude never said a wOrd to us even though we approached him with friendly attitudes and smiles—all we did was ask “how long would it take to get these rings cleaned?” He looked, stared us in the face, and didn’t say a wOrd. I said “hello? Can you hear me?” Nothing :crickets: awkward radio silence and we were the only people in there. We left.

The reason I’m still on the fence is because other than the people we’ve encountered in their workplace, everyone else has been kind. I’m giving the benefit of the doubt to the people of Italy because nobody wants to be at work, it’s likely they’d rather be with their families or just anywhere else in general so I won’t take it personally (yet).

The negative rulings strategically intertwined amongst positive rulings on today’s docket have officially come to a close. The remaining cultures we’ve had the pleasure of coming in contact with during our travels have been nothing but generous, caring people who wear their heart on their sleeve. Next!

Iraq.

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The few Iraqi’s I’ve met on this platform are just as kind as the young man I had the pleasure of spending an extended period of time with in person, Omar. I met Omar while volunteering at the refugee camp in Greece. We spent two days a week together for a period of one month before enjoying ourselves outside of the camp where Pura and I were fortunate enough to treat him to a decent meal and enjoy conversation together.

Omar is 19 and lives with shrapnel in his body I felt with my own hands delivered by US military planes when he was just 14 years young. He and a group of his friends were playing soccer when the planes flew over head and dropped bombs on the field they were playing in. He lost one friend and a brother that day, another brother at a later date, both of whom were younger than him and I’ll never forget what he told me. Prior to escaping the violence at the young age of 14 all by himself with nothing to his name other than the clothes on his back, he said it wasn’t the bombs that were terrifying—it was the sound of the planes approaching overhead. He said “when you hear the planes, you just hope they kill you so that you don’t have to be scared anymore.”

His struggles escaping the country as a young teenager without a dime to his name landed him in a Turkish prison once and an Albanian prison once, both times he spent several months in captivity. He eventually fled to the Island of Cypress where he climbed aboard a cargo ship headed for Greece and, once the ship docked several hundred yards from shore, he swam to safety. He now possesses Greek identification and is less than seven months away from being able to legally obtain a Greek passport. Having not seen anyone from his family since he was 14, all he can talk about is receiving that passport before his father passes, who is terminally ill, and enjoy another moment together as a family.

One more thing about Omar. This kid who has little to nothing to his name, struggles daily to feed himself and is shacked up in a two bedroom apartment with seven grown men, came to the refugee camp one evening with a really nice, weather-proof jacket. I commented on his jacket, “dang, that sure is a nice jacket, Omar!” He instinctually removed his jacket, handing it to me saying, “here, you like it, it’s yours, I want you to have it.” I refused and he insisted, “no, here, I want to give you my jacket, please take it.” I eventually won the argument and refused to accept his gift but that’s just the kind of person Omar is. Iraqi’s will take the jacket off their back for you even if it’s the only half decent thing they own. Next!

Germany.

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Germans are the only people I’ve come in contact with who I can’t help but feel their pain upon introduction. Again, at the refugee camp, we spent a considerable amount of time with two Germans—one was a doctor donating her services to injured refugees and the other was a gentleman who was preparing food like we were. We also spent an entire day in Bethlehem with a group of tourists, two of whom were German. All four of them shamefully hang their heads as they shake your hand and tell you where they’re from—“Germany.

All I can do is be overly nice to them because Germany’s #history is in no way a reflection of the German society. Unfortunately, government powers have a way of disgracing your heritage at no fault of your own. Although the United States never had a person named Hitler at the helm, Pura and I are often questioned of America’s tactics with things such as the homeless population, walls, and separating parents from their children who are in search of refuge. At the end of the day, however, there’s always a mutual understanding that it isn’t the people who are opposed to human equality and freedom, it’s the people in power and how it’s portrayed by the media. Germans have a good sense of humor, they’re kind hearted people and I, personally, am a big advocate of German Shepherds. Next!

Morocco.

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The first Moroccan we met was our driver who picked us up at the airport in England. He was doing his job, sure, by carrying our luggage and opening our doors but he went beyond that. He not only pointed out all of the iconic architecture we were surrounded by during the drive but he also suggested cellular services to us and was willing to stop at a local phone company so we could acquire SIM cards—that’s not all. Both Pura and I were in bad shape from the jet lag and he poured us his homemade coffee right out of his personal thermos that was so delicious—best coffee I’ve had to this day, we had to know what was in it. That’s when we learned about adding cardamom, mint, thyme and pepper, and how much of each to mix into the grounds prior to brewing.

The second Moroccan we met was at the refugee camp, Badr. He’s a young man, in his late teens, who traveled to Greece all by himself for one reason—assist refugees. He does so seven days a week, every.single.day and he does it for free. Being able to speak both Arabic and English, he was able to communicate with local bakers and, after explaining his position, several local bakeries now donate baked goods on a regular basis to feed those in need and periodically send chefs to the kitchen to prepare meats. Moroccans are genuine people who don’t see anyone as a stranger—they care about their fellow humans regardless if they know you or not. Next!

Syria.

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Syria used to be a beautiful place and is now all but ruined. Our first stay in Bradford, England, we met a Syrian, Qusay, at our favorite restaurant who just happened to own the joint. You can find the extended version of him here—an article I wrote for @tasteem.

From the moment we met him until now, we’ve remained close friends, the pride of his heritage speaks volumes as he constantly holds Syria on a pedestal, willing to tell anyone who will listen how peaceful of a place Syria used to be. It was while growing up on his families olive farm the country’s current state of civil war took shape. It wasn’t until I met and befriended him I was made aware that every Syrian born male has one of two options upon graduating high school—continue your education and prolong your forced military recruitment for four years or succumb to forced military recruitment immediately upon graduating high school. He opted for the other university—F-U.

Having known the dude less than an hour, learning all about his country’s current state of chaos, upon having asked him where we could acquire a few items such as phone chargers and warm clothes (it’s freezing in England), he gave us the charger out of his car and picked us up the following morning to drive us 30 minutes across England to the nearest outlet mall. The extended version is linked above. He sought refuge in England without a dollar to his name and didn’t speak the language. He eventually graduated with a masters in business while working at a local petrol station, ultimately achieving business owner status (two) and is now, as of four weeks ago, after complying with UK regulations for seven years, is officially a British citizen. Congratulations, Qusay!

It’s difficult to talk about him and keep it short. Just the other day, actually, he offered Pura and I the keys to his flat when we return to England next month seeking medical attention for Pura. Syrians go beyond the saying “take the clothes off their back” for their fellow humans, they offer the keys to their house. Next!

State of Palestine.

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We spent an entire day with a Palestinian gentleman during our recent stay in Israel, Tamar. He not only was more familiar with current US politics than the majority of Americans, which shouldn’t come as a surprise, he enlightened us with the State of Palestine’s past as well as their current civil war—that’s a whole other article.

What he did that day was take multiple steps beyond anything Pura and I expected to ensure the both of us felt comfortable and welcomed in his country. Upon learning we practice pescatarian eating habits, he reached out to several associates of his to find a bakery near West Bank that made dairy free bourekas followed by another special stop to treat us to freshly baked baklava—that’s not all.

He offered us Palestinian brewed hopps and, upon learning neither of us drink, he quickly adjusted his offer by insisting he treat us to an authentic Middle Eastern meal at his favorite restaurant who caters to vegans and vegetarians—Tamar is good people. Before parting ways, he shook my hand and said “I hope you return to my country,” gave us his contact information and continued, “I hope you come back. Next time I want to bring you to my house, you’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like, and introduce you to my family where we’ll cook for you the best meal you’ve ever had!” I told him he’s welcome wherever we are as well—we exchanged contact information. Palestinians are some of the most hospitable human beings I’ve ever come in contact with. Asian and Middle Eastern people, in general, have generous souls. Two more—next!

England.

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I haven’t met a Brit I don’t like. Prior to visiting England, where we turned a one month stay into three, we were warned of their despair concerning our current regime and were told they don’t take kindly to Americans. Whether or not it’s because their current democracy is as much of a circus as ours is, I’m unsure but, whatever the reason, everything we heard prior to visiting England is false. I can honestly say three of my best friends live in England and we’ve known them less than six months.

They do have a few screws loose—doing things such as drive on the wrong side of the road and on the wrong side of the car which forces foot traffic to cross the street while looking backward but, again, that’s not the people who created those obstacles, the people in power did that. However, at the same time, they have numerous luxuries the rest of the world should have equal access to such as free healthcare, $20/month unlimited cellular service, quality produce where a 6-pack of apples only costs $1.00, the most convenient public transportation I’ve ever witnessed and the list goes on—it’s no wonder refugees ultimate goal is to reach Canada or the UK.

Pay attention my fellow Americans—you know how we call it “Dutch” at the restaurant which means I’ll get cover my tab, you’ll cover yours? In England, it’s known as “the American way.” It’s customary in England to cover the tab. I learned that one after a handful of dining experiences with various British company. Each time I’d try to pay our tab, the bill was already covered. Eventually I learned the only way to cover the tab is by arriving at the restaurant before anyone else and leaving money with the host or hostess prior to anyone ordering. Brit’s go out of their way to assure you’re comfortable in their country while being hospitable and kind and they don’t want you to reach into your own pocket for anything. One more—next!

Ireland.

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Ooh wee! The college football team from South Bend, Indiana, USA is called the Notre Dame Fighting Irish—here’s why. Because any correlation between “Irish” and “passive” is a far cry from the #truth. Look, I’m from California, undoubtedly the most liberal state in the union and I, personally, am from LA, the most liberal county in the state. I’m very well aware of the difference between right wing and left wing, conservative and liberal, and I’m telling you, until you’ve befriended an Irish born citizen, you don’t know what “liberal” means—they’re no joke.

If you find yourself in a situation that requires fighting your way out of, you want an Irish native on your side. You don’t even have to finish the wOrd “fight,” by the time you get to “fi,” they’re swinging on everyone in their vicinity—they’re a no holds barred, F the people in power community. In fact, there should be a third wing—right, left, and Irish because when it comes to authority and the corrupt nature of politicians, they’re the ones in front with the loudest voice. That’s not all.

Just as radical as they are toward current tyrannical authority in our shared world, they’re equally supportive of their fellow humans and have an uncanny family oriented nature. One of the Brits I previously mentioned is actually an Irish born citizen residing in England—he’s one of the ones I have to race to the restaurant otherwise I can never purchase a meal for myself, my wife, him, or anyone else in our party. We can’t even pour our own glass of water around this guy. Thanks to him we’ve visited parts of England we most likely never would’ve seen and I’m updated daily with all of the current protests happening worldwide—go figure. Irish people are the ones you want on your side, they aren’t scared to say what they think and they stand strong for what they believe—my kinda people. The end!

Closing argument: In the unlikely event those of you present in this standing room only courtroom disagrees with the courts findings per today’s docket or, you or someone you know has been personally offended by the Judge’s rulings, consider yourself summonsed:

Prove me wrong.

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🥶 this should go over well 🤡 Way to tell it like it is, my Mr. subtle 😘

Too much? Nah.. but I tagged #satire. 😉 I’d rather cross the line and say what I think than tip toe on the sissy side and wish I was one of those people who said what they think. Suttle? Settle? Subtitle, what’d you say? I thought for sure putting your face on the cover would butter up the crowd a little.

iheartu all the time beautifullest.

Love always,
The Luckiest Guy I Know

😘

Oh my! So many nice things written about so many people, some, not so nice.. Omar sounds like a gem. Israelis feeling entitled seems to ring true. I'm sure, no doubt, that Syria was once an absolutely beautiful place, prior to US intervention. I can see why the Germans would hang their heads when introducing their heritage. But they shouldn't. I don't hang my head when I say I'm, from the US. I didn't do those horrendous things, so judge me on me. Lastly, let me hopefully change your perspective on Norwegians...being that I am 100%, that part stung a little.

You, sir, @dandays, are a wonderful soul. Your wife and you inspire myself, and I am sure many others to do good works, regardless the reason or reasonable expectations of some sort of payback. Humankind...be kind to your fellow humans. You both embody that. Thanks for sharing your experiences.

Oh man, @intothewild, I haven’t been awake very long, it’s almost 7am here in Rome, this was such a pleasant note to read first thing, I’m glad I clicked on this one first—thank you!

Eh, haha!! You must’ve been like “oh crap” when I said ‘brace yourselves.’ That’s funny. Being 100% Norwegian, firstly, I’d like to thank you for sticking up for yourself, touché my friend. Dude, but tell me the truth, what’s the chances it was just the four out of four I personally spent time around who acted that way? Or is it likely you’re not surprised? What I said, had it been any other culture seems unacceptable, agree? Did we just happen to find the four bad apples because 4 out of 4 is terrific odds! I don’t think for one minute you would’ve acted like that and technically we’ve never even met. Go ahead, you can tell me what you think, it’s just you and I here. 😉

I sure do appreciate the kind words, sir, I can’t wait to show Pura when she wakes up. There’s only one thing I don’t dare do, bro, wake her up—no way! Starve her, turn the water cold on her, step on her feet, though i don’t recommend it, you can get away with that stuff... However, wake her up, not pretty! Lol. But she’ll be pleased to read your kind words first thing, too.

Thank you for analyzing this article the way you did and reading what I think, means a lot man and this message is a pleasant way to start my day. Omar—I love that kid. Happy Thursday, @intothewild.

I think it's safe to say you didn't wake Pura up to show her this, I am sure she would have said as much. Lol, that's probably best for both of us.

I do hope the 4/4 was just bad luck for you. I can think of 4 people, personally, that if I had them meet some foreigners, who would base their opinion on all of Americans, that they would assume all of Americans were, let's say, in all nice-ness.....not so pleasant. So with a grain of salt I hope my fellow Norwegians lay with you. I know when we meet some day, for sure, you will think back and say....1/5 ain't so bad ;)

First, thanks for having thick skin dude. Eh, and thanks even more than that for all of the support you’ve shown Pura and I.

I learned after writing this, @thebigsweed is also Nordic. 4 in person weren’t pleasant and 2 in virtual are stellar!

Oh dude, about Americans, we didn’t plan on this two year journey being one where people that meet us, leave with something like “I met two Americans once that are really good people!” Here I thought we were touring just for ourselves and, come to find out, we’re also trying to change peoples opinions of Americans one person at a time.

About waking her up. It’s safe to say I didn’t because I’m here to write about it. 😉

Have a great weekend, @intothewild, I’m glad we met.

It's nice to know another person from the Nordic region, @intothewild. @dandays may have to edit his post when it comes to Norway.😁

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“Let the record show, in the redirect concerning exhibit Nordic number 1a and number 1b, two outta six is close enough!” 😉

Already got this one in spotify library.

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Agreed! Although I am Norwegian, I stuffed my face the last week with my mother-in-laws homemade Swedish meatballs. I was gonna make an #fff post about them, but they were gone and in my belly before I had the chance.

That's funny. I think everyone involved with #fff has done that once or twice @intothewild.

Thick skin. I look at it like this, love me or leave me, I'm married and happy, who am I trying to impress? Be nice to others, it's pretty simple.

Here I thought we were touring just for ourselves and, come to find out, we’re also trying to change peoples opinions of Americans one person at a time.

This is so true. I can remember only one time when visiting Brasil where a woman said something nasty to us based simply on us being American. Being well aware of how the rest of the world perceives us, it was rather enlightening to be given the time of day regardless, by 99% of the people we encountered.
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Make Germany Great Again! I can speak for several of these countries and can't say you are far off. Well done! I would add to Californians they do dumb shit like go volunteer at refugee camps to appease their white guilt.

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Nah, I married a Philipino chick once for that—13 months later I realized Californians are way better at helping refugees than picking wives! And then another 16 years needs to pass until we can do both without any hiccups—“guilty!”

I feel Germans pain when they introduce themselves, it sucks! I’m almost tempted to say “it’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok.” Happy Thursday, @balticbadger, thanks for checking out what I think.

edit Eh, Pura just woke up and said “how’d it do?” Your comment is the first one I mentioned to her and I laughed out loud again! “Appease their white guilt”—that’s funny.

Good!! 😆🤣 I love your sense of humor it is sadly lacking in this world!

6 words away from 5k words which I read for an hour😁 your verdict is really interesting @dandays
I trust you for whatever you said based on your experience, and I love the couple pictures 😍😍😍 the cover image got 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 to cover the image of the author without mentioning green eyes and 6'1 tall 😂😮

Well if it isn’t the sweetest chef! Hello, @cicisaja, I didn’t take into consideration the amount of time it would take for someone to read one of my articles when English isn’t their first language. Even then, these thumbs of mine just type, type, type, type, type.. 5k, though?! Lol! Thank you for pointing that out, even for someone like me, that has to be a record.

Thank you for keeping an eye on us as long as you have, Cici, I always look forward to what you have to say, and thank you for always being so nice. I’ll try to keep this response shorter than the article—it’s a pleasure to be your mutual follower, @cicisaja, I could write 10k words about you, you’re just so dang sweet. :green eyed wink:

Mwah!

Hahaha.. I just can't stop reading and afraid to miss important information from around the world while sitting at my sofa and left my monsters for a while ... when I came to England I was thinking the man at the subway train but when you mentioned about "the circus like us" ... I got that😁

So.. I will wait for other Italia and falavel stories too

You have some interesting perspectives brother. You hit Cali right on the head lol (and a few other places i can think), money money money.

I literally never need a passport or shit, to even leave my couch, reading some of your posts. 👍🏿

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“I’d like the record to show Judge D and A said ‘California is sad’.” What’s up @idig?! Good morning for Rome, I appreciate you keeping an eye on us dude, means a lot!

Touché on the passport, these devices don’t require them and they’re all you and I need to stay updated with each other’s pickers and bit__ers. Ha!! (I just made that up)

Eh, funny fact. Pura talks to her mother nearly every day, right, especially now since we’re battling her gut issue. I’ve been working on this article here and there when we have time over the past several day’s. Well, Pura doesn’t check me out until it’s posted but has a fairly good idea what it’s going to sound like cuz she knows me and knows what it’s about. Well, she’s been on the line with her mother a couple times recently like “Arts is working on this article where he mentions the cultures we’ve been around....” Eh, as soon as she read it last night she was like “OH ISH!”

Oh Shit lol. Pickers & Bitchers haha

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I got so excited about that whipped backflip I responded on the wrong comment. Lol!

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“Arts is working on this article where he mentions the cultures we’ve been around....” 👍🏿

OOOOOOOOOOHH!!! No’fa King WAY!! Dude I never knew anyone would even consider that on a dirt bike. Man, how in the heck is that bar ever going to be topped?! That’s incredible. Never would’ve guessed that would be pulled off. Thanks for showing me.

Ha ha lol, yeah that ish is dope. If our bodies were only a little more durable 😂🎄👍🏿

Doooood. Atmosphere has been on silence a good 5 years now and just cane out again last week. When I beat gives you the chills, just share it with someone who may appreciate it. “Injoy!”

Ah thanks dude!👍🏿

Thats cool "after 5 years". Yeah that ish was pretty dope, another artist i haven't heard of. Cinco de mayo is my Bday (he said it in the song lol)

My pleasure!

Oh, great. It was a very pleasant article. Many different cultures and lives.

Your sincere expression has made the writing even more beautiful. I learned a lot. Thank you.

Such a nice response, @electrotechnic, thank you for encouraging and supporting what I have to say, I really appreciate that.

I hope you’re enjoying your week, your kind words are really nice to read. Happy holidays to you and yours, do keep in touch—thank you!

I started with the Pantheon post, but had to run over here when I saw an actual picture of the lovely @puravidaville. Whew, glad you didn't get a chance to blast us Southerners yet, though then I can just claim my Yankee roots. Not sure if that's any better, though. ;) I'm kind of partial to Polish guys, so looking forward to seeing if you make it there for a verdict one day....

Hope your lady is hanging in there! Sending both of you warm happy holiday wishes from Atlanta!

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Bet you never had someone comment on your discord about ‘sure am glad you saw this article’ before you even commented on the article he’s replying to right now.

If you’re a fan of Polish people then I am too! A friend of Plants is a friend of mine! Thanks for keeping an eye on us, refer back to the first sentence.

About Pura, no, really.. I really am the luckiest guy I know. We met a really good dude in @Jaguar.Force, that guy has been a tremendous help and we’re making progress for the first time in over a year. We’re just waiting for the process to be completely behind us and I’ll be updating the platform. According to him, we should have about 25 days to go. It’s been a process. Oh, and you know I’ve been documenting the whole thing. 😉

Always a pleasure to hear from you, @plantstoplanks!

Hey, @dandays.

Not sure there's a long enough pole to not touch this with, so here I am. :)

It's hard to dispute what I don't have personal experience with, which pretty much accounts for the bulk of your rulings.

I do have some experience with Californians, having lived south of you for a total of five years, give or take a few months. I also have quite a bit of experience with Hispanics, more so with Mexicans than any other, but I've met a wide variety of nationalities, too, to offer an impression of people.

I guess where I would go with this myself is, in general, the best test of who a people are is how they treat you or behave around you in their own country versus how they are in yours or in a neutral site. I would say, again in general, there's less prohibiting the true colors of a people to shine through when they are home, as opposed to abroad.

Obviously, there are exceptions, but that has been my own personal observation.

After that, I would say that the places where you've interacted with many people in their own country versus a couple of people in some other country may not be giving you the entire spectrum of people to evaluate. In other words, your experiences in England and Greece as well as Israel and Costa Rica are giving you a far better look at what each country's people are like.

I think you mentioned something along the lines of being concerned that the further south you went through Latin America the worse things would get. I think to an extent that's true.

There tends to be a dividing line in all countries, but I'll be specific to just the Latin American ones, between the well educated and the non-educated. The former can be friendly, but they can also be colder, too, whereas the latter tend to be more friendly and less cool. There comes a point, though, where that's not exactly true with those who have less of everything (education, money, resources, etc.), because they can become pretty close minded, but for the most part, the humbler people are those of modest means. And they are the ones who are most apt to welcome you in as opposed to essentially ignoring you.

The experience on the bus in Panama with the water guy probably goes against what I just said, but those kinds of shared public experiences don't necessarily tell the entire tale. The water seller definitely was a jerk—expecting you to buy anything from him just because you were American, and then essentially belittling you in front of everyone is just plain rude and totally unnecessary.

I can see how the others might react to his antics, though, with laughter, and where they might not all be laughing for the same reason. I wasn't there, though, so you'll know what you saw, heard and felt while I sit here playing devil's advocate. :)

Oh yes! I haven’t received a @glenalbrethsen response like this in way too long! I haven’t even read it yet, I wanted to say thanks for writing it first—can’t wait! Ok, I’ll be back, now I’m gonna read it.

I’m back. I sure do appreciate this response, sir. Before I get going, good morning to you and yours from Rome. We really appreciate you resteeming that article about Pura’s illness—your contributions around here never go unnoticed. Thanks to the support of this community over just a few days time vs the attention from trained medical professionals over nearly a two year time is NO comparison. We’re making progress finally, thank God, I’ll be doing an update to that article shortly.

I’m sure I’d have a different perspective if I lived in Latin America for as long as you did. We were there just long enough to learn the surface of the language which makes it difficult to engulf yourself in the culture lacking communication. That said, however, I don’t believe it would’ve changed the ATM sign on our backs regardless if we spoke the language—do you agree? I used the wOrd disappointed in the article and that’s really all it is. There’s no animosity here, like I said, I’m a big fan of second chances and I really like to give everyone/anyone the benefit of the doubt but ‘disappointment’ is disappointment regardless.

I completely understand what you’re saying about the humbler are those of modest means—well said, I might add. On that note, however, the same didn’t reign true regarding the Latin American residents who look like me. They drive fancy dune buggies to the bar and party all day long just to return to the fancy house on the hill where native born citizens mow their lawn and fold their laundry. They play a huge part in making us targets, as well, I just wish I didn’t feel like such a target. It’s really uncomfortable when law enforcement treats you like an ATM, too, it’s bad enough not being able to protect yourself with firearms but when policia don’t see you as human, and you believe your safety is in question, it’s unsettling.

Thanks a lot for checking this article out, sir, and I appreciate you drawing out this long response from me. I hope this message finds you and yours well. Happy Friday, sir! Have you heard about the best weekend of the year yet? No? Oh man.. it’s just around the corner. 😉 Keep in touch, Glen, it’s always a pleasure to hear from you.

re: ATM

I can think of a couple of situations like that, but first just a clarification that I didn't really live in Latin America (unless you consider California a part of that), but I've met a lot of different people through my mission and vacations and being married to a Latina of Mexican descent.

That said, I agree wholeheartedly that any tourists, especially Americans, pretty much look like ATMs to any vendor or individual dead set on separating you from your dollars.

I have three experiences to back that up. Two are similar because they deal with transportation. The last one has to do with souvenirs.

  • Our family of four was down visiting my wife's mom and extended family in a suburb of Mexico called Neza (for short—it's a longer Aztec or some such name that I can neither pronounce or spell, but everyone calls it Neza anyway). Her uncle decided to take us into Mexico City to the Zocalo and surrounding area. I can't remember how we got there, but on the way back, we came in three separate taxis. The one her uncle rode in was charged less than 100 pesos for the trip. The second one was charged just over 100 pesos. The third one, the one I was riding in, got charged 150 pesos. Same distance, following right after another. When her uncle found out, he was fit to be tied, which was kind of humorous and sort of made up for it. :)

  • A friend of mine from work and I flew into the Cancun airport. We were going to meet up with my wife and sons who were staying with her family in Neza again, but we wanted to go tour some of the ruins in the vicinity first. At that time, you got off the plane onto the tarmac and walked into the airport. Upon reaching the entrance, there was a literal line of taxi drivers asking where you were going and then telling you how much they would charge. However, they were all heading to the main hotel strip in Cancun, and we were wanting to go south to Playa del Carmen, so once we told them that, they weren't so interested. But to get from the airport to the hoteleria was a couple kilometers, or so, and they wanted a couple hundred pesos, which even compared to the trip I described above was highway robbery. But as we went through the airport, the amount would go down, until it was around 100 pesos for the ride we didn't want. Finally, we got out the door and into the parking lot, and my friend suggested we just keep walking to the main road. I'm not sure what he thought was going to happen, but as we reached the main road and maybe walked a hundred yards, an empty tour bus showed up, stopped, and asked us where we were going. When we told them, they said get on, they were headed that direction. We got charged 10 pesos each, and had the entire bus to ourselves. :)

  • I can't remember which trip this was, but we were in Teotihuacan, another area of ruins, but this one not far from Mexico City. It has two of the largest pyramids in the entire world. Vendors are all over the place once you get inside. The same souvenir could vary in price depending on where on the site you bought it, and who you were. My wife kept trying to haggle, and I would just walk away and pretend I didn't know her because if I didn't, the prices started out higher. At one point, we came across a group of younger men who were selling something and basically chanting, "Almost free, just like Kmart!"

re: resteeming

Well, I hope I wasn't the only one to do that, and honestly, it's the least I could do. I didn't have any advice or suggestions, so hopefully getting it out to more people would help. This place can be incredibly generous and knowledgeable when it wants to be. :)

re: second chances

Oh, I have no doubt that you give out 70 x 7 chances on a regular basis. There does come a point, though, where forgiving does not mean standing there and taking the abuse, large or small. Sad thing is, people don't seem to realize that a little bit of kindness over a long period of time will produce much more lasting wealth, and a network of friends, than forcing bottled water on anyone could possibly provide.

That said, circumstances are always relative, and you live according to what you know and what you believe. If you believe the world owes you, or that a certain segment of that world has done you wrong, more times than not, you'll go try and get what you think is rightfully yours, and then you blame others for lack of success.

It certainly doesn't help that the resources of Mexico and most of Latin America are in the hands of the very few, and that most will live in poverty even America's most poor will not experience. Still, common human decency is pretty much fundamental, and even if one government has done something to cause problems in some other country, as you stated in your post, that doesn't mean the citizenry wanted it or supported it. Especially with a house as divided as ours has been over the last couple of decades.

Excellent response yet again. I misunderstood, certainly the majority of California is similar having grown up there. 100% honest, Glen, as I ‘rarely’ do 😉, having grown up in LA, in the public school system, the workforce, etc. I never ever had anything negative to say about the people living around me—never. It wasn’t until engulfing ourselves in the culture that these opinions were brought to light. It’s sad really. The same people, the same language, the same culture and the same delicious food, in California, we’re best friends. In Central and South America, it couldn’t be more opposite.

About the price changes—you couldn’t be more accurate. That’s another thing that sucked! There wasn’t a market around, everywhere we toured that didn’t negotiate the price of a frikkin Coke Zero. We got out of there before we were too dehumanized but noticed the affects as soon as we landed in NYC. We were there for a week and questioned everyone’s wOrd believing we were being deceived. It even carried over to the UK for a short period of time but we were eventually able to reprogram ourselves.

Speaking of divide—that latest divide is front page news all the way over here! Number 45 is officially number 3. Strangest thing is, I guarantee there’s still women (men, too, but women specifically) who still support the guy. I’ll never understand that. 🤔

You must have some of the best home cooking ever. The people we’ve met, a few times they’ll invite us to “Mexican food” and I always respectfully decline like “nah, that’s not Mexican food. There’s two things in California that are undeniably the best in the world—weed and Mexican food!” The Mexican food in Calif EOS is even better than in Mexico. Great—now I miss LA! We know we’re far from technology’s peak, sir, because you can’t text message me chili verde quesadilla!

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Hello my friend @dandays, what an extraordinary adventure you have been on.What an eye opener working with all those other volunteers at the refugee camp. Some pretty grim stories there. That poor soul Omar, the horrors of war.
What is wrong with us humans? We worship all the wrong stuff, why can't we get our act together?
It was great to hear about all the nice, kind people you met and befriended. What an education, learning about other cultures first hand, just awesome.
Thanks for sharing your experience with all of us. Your article was so well written, good story telling, points made without a lot of hum bug. hehe
You and Pura look like a very happy couple, nice photos of the two of you.
Enjoyed the read very much. Take care of each other.
Happy Holidays !!

The only thing that would’ve made this response better is if I would’ve read it first! What a pleasant way to start my day—thank you, @farm-mom!

Thank you mentioning “well written,” I really appreciate that. I spend a lot of time on my articles hoping they’re released error free, thank you noticing and letting me know.

I wish I knew why those in power did what they do, too. It’s gross. <-preceded by a foul four letter wOrd. I never intentionally set out to introduce a couple from California as the ones who could change a few people’s mind where they’re “Americans are good people” but, @farm-mom, we’re going to do our best to do that exact thing one person at a time.

We’ve met some really amazing people amongst our travels and we know we’re blessed to be in this position, very well aware it can all be taken away from us at any time so we’re just enjoying the ride. What kind of people would we be if we didn’t share it with you and yours and anyone else who will listen? 😉 Thanks a lot for keeping an eye on us, thank you appreciating what I have to say, and don’t ever be a stranger!

Happy Friday, @farm-mom. You know.. knuckles to you know who.

Good morning @dandays thanks for you kind words. I think it's awesome that you are able to experience the world through your travels. It must have been quite satisfying although sad to work at the refugee camp. My heart breaks for all the innocent people, especially the children, who suffer at the hands of these horrible people who hate so much, war is the only answer.
This is not what our Lord intended us to become. Your are right on with enjoying what you have because for sure, it can be gone in split second.
Sending hugs to you and pura, hope you have a blessed Christmas.😃🎅🤶

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You say some of the nicest things—you’ve come a long way, Mrs. Jurg, from avoiding this platform to owning it. You guys lead by example as it is with your double and a half century vows you’ve kept so when you have something to say...

I listen.

I’ll stop by your contender before too long but here’s a pre congratulations on the reward—it’s nice to see your efforts receiving recognition.

I feel like it’s Christmas already because I got two big huge responses from The Sweed—I love it when does that!

Awee, bromance coming on, sweet. I want you to know the sweed must really like you because he is very close with his feelings. he knows the difference right off if someone is sincere or just faking it. I, on the other hand just want to believe all people are good, trustworthy. I must say, it's good we met so young because I probably would have gotten into sit that wasn't right for me. That's why I love him so much, he has always taken such good care of me.
I sense you do the same @dandays for your lovely pura.❤

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That extended period of time he and I were radio silent was like losing a best friend. I’m sure you had a lot to do with clearing that one up—thank you! Sometimes my jokes rub people the wrong way, I intentionally go for the jugular at times and never did I, nor will I, do that with him. Even Pura was “what did you do?” I said “I really was just trying to be funny!!!” Mwah from Rome, @farm-mom, have a great weekend you guys. ❤️

It wasn’t until I met Pura I learned what it takes to ‘want to’ be a better person. I’m sure you and for sure he knows what I mean by that.

Good afternoon @dandays, yes, I am glad the two of you are chatting again, he was unhappy also, in turn so was I. I just hit him upside his head and said let go, gave him a tickle and a hug, and joked about the bromance. Told him every time you mentioned him or sent him the knuckles, then finally said, ok the guy's an A-hole, but we are all A-holes sometimes, he's still your friend. Let's have a group hug and move on. Simple as that...😀😍😎

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you guys sooo sweet. stay happy and blessed guys @puravidaville @dandays

God bless you, too, @angrreklestari, it’s always a pleasure to read your kind words—thank you, chef. And thank you for keeping an eye on us. We’ll chat again soon.

Ok, I'll pay it...You do look good....You're on the right in the red right? 😂

Oh you know it! You think I look good in it, sir.. You should see me out of it! “Ooh la la.”

Sure is nice to hear from you @galenkp, good morning from Rome—happy Friday. Thanks for keeping an eye on us. I hate to ruin this party but I’m gonna put clothes on now.

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Howdy sir dandays! holy smokes, is this the longest post on steemit? I'll have to come back to it.

Nah.. that one’s just a baby, I’ve written longer. I could’ve shortened it up by saying what I really think of Italians—“underwhelmed.”

Hey, since you’re here, I looked into weku and whaleshares. I haven’t heard anything good about either of them actually and I even emailed the developers of weku yesterday—no response. 🤔 Not a good start. Got any other ideas?

It’s Saturday in Italy, @janton, I hope you have a nice weekend, sir.

Howdy sir dandays! A "baby post?" lol..you put the rest of us to shame! You have to be careful, you give the impression that you never shut up! lol.

I haven't heard good things about whaleshares but I hear nothing but good things about weku and more improvements all the time. The great smithlabs, who is one of the smartest, most savvy, way beyond genius IQ, extremely successful in many businesses and ventures...he gives a tremendous list of why weku is very superior to steemit.

If you need some of those reasons just ask him. The guy is astounding and will break it down for you.

I'm still trying to spend less time on here and in fact I AM spending less time on here but I'd love to see the price of steem go up so I can spend more time here.

With facebook, Google, Apple and Amazon all in a desperate race to get out their own coins..oh and the U.S. government too...most experts say when these come out that the altcoins will have universal acceptance and people will pile into more of them and maybe steem will get a boost.

Couple that with bitcoin's halving which should pull the altcoins up with it... maybe steem will get another boost!

But maybe it won't. So it's still a waiting game.

The only ideas I have are to invest some in the blockchain technology companies which the big new cryptos like facebook and the others will need for their operations..I haven't found out what those are yet though.

The other idea is to put my tiny bitcoin stake in a wallet that pays you to hold it there. They use an AI trading program that earns bitcoin and they pay about 12% each month to account holders. It looks like a fantastic deal and they're supposed to be a legitimate brokerage firm. I just gotta get Mrs. J's approval. lol.

Nice to hear from you again, @janton.

Halving. You’re about the third person to mention that lately—I really need to lay more attention.

I registered a whaleshares account today. Haven’t had time to navigate the platform yet but a bunch of people I used to m ow from the comedyopenmic channel are over there so I’m thinking maybe it’s not so bad maybe. I’m just tired of the downvotes man, little or not, they’re discouraging. That in combination with the whale wallets upvoting the same junk on a consistent basis makes this cesspool a little less desirable each day.

Good thing Mrs. J gave you the green light, that’s step 1.

Ok sir dandays, let me know how you like it there. I assume they don't have downvoting on their platform?
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