WhatDoYouMeanPodcast [comrade/them]

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  • Well, for a long time it was getting my black belt in BJJ. It’s a tangible, finite, far off goal that can be achieved through my own work and dedication. However, 11 years later it’s likely no further out than a well planned vacation, I have enough money to afford tuition until then, there’s nothing more I must to learn about the art, I am 3-1 against black belts in competition, and I’m no longer coaching. When I was starting, it felt like this far off goal and you could day dream like “is it even possible? imagine what it would be like… what a wonderful journey ahead of me!” and now it’s like being tenured so if I think it would be funny to practice punch chokes, wrist locks, and foot sweeps then I can run around giggling and seldom am I kept in check. If I hear them groan from top pressure I’ll squeeze the air out of their torso like deflating a mattress until they sweep me so I can practice my escapes instead. The point being that this goal that was so far off stops being such a driving force in my life because the goal isn’t even off over the horizon anymore - it’s (likely) <50 commutes away.

    Therefore it forces my perspective to shift. I’ve been doing a lot of heavy emotional work lately (which is the impetus for writing this out). My intention, informed by multiple bouts of achieving things I set my mind to, is to do what I do mindfully instead of zerging to the goal with the punchy epithet. I want to enjoy it, decorate it, research it, savor doing it, face failure unabashedly, and put it down when it doesn’t excite me regardless of the treadmill implying there’s some new shiny thing to progress to. I’d also love to use my cultivated skills, natural talent and demeanor to help people. Like if I could feasibly help the LGBT find a foothold in martial arts (especially curated and abridged for self defense/being protest ready) then I’d consider it a huge win. I think there are proportionately less lefties than there are the other things at the highest belt level and proportionately less of them are in charge of gyms/programs. And those gyms/programs are proportionately less geared towards the specific audience of hexchuds.






  • Just saw a video of a cricket vs a praying mantis. I strongly feel that that was as far as evolution was supposed to go. Like God set biological life in motion with self-replicating molecules. It was meant to have 3 “holy shit!” moments. First, you’d take shrooms and witness the invention of the eukaryotic cell. Second, a tab of acid to admire the Cambrian explosion. Finally, you take an edible and watch cricket vs praying mantis. Then you go “damn, being God is crazy cause you get to invent shit like life.” then you go back to making neutron stars and using gravitational waves to relax in your wave pool.

    Like seriously, you weren’t even supposed to be here. Our purpose is to sit here and wait for God to be like “oh holy shit, I forgot to throw away life from the fridge after I was done with it. It’s so rotten that it started to grow hair and produce smoke!!” Whose idea was it to do more than a full, honest days work (4 hours tops), love your family, indulge in an intoxicant, and play a game? And if that’s the case, who are these freaks fighting in wars? You want to go shoot people?? IN ORDER TO EXPLOIT PEOPLE??? FOR TREATSSSSS??? Like shut the fuck up and queue up a League game if you like violence of the soul so much.


  • Destroying the deep state while Elon and Matt Gaetz are in your cabinet is crazy. Like you have documentation of the pedophilia and they just fucking murked Epstein after it was a big story. Then all they can talk about in congress is how much they want people to suffer and how genocide is actually… le good! What do you need a deep state for? The deepest part is what they’re getting delivered for lunch. That’s the only pertinent part that you’d need a FOIA request to learn about. The nightmares of yesteryear that would be in hushed whispers and coded language is the soup du jour.








  • I FUCKING HATE THE CIA! HOLY SHIT I’M SO FUCKING MAD

    Venting about work

    So I work at Langley monitoring leftist forums, right? I caught my work crush, Sam walking down the hallway on their way to lunch. I was making a joke about how we should try new ways to undermine leftists. I said “we should say that ‘working class’ is ableist.” Well, what do you know? The next work meeting my work rival and Sam’s work crush, Gusano Jones, has a brilliant idea. “We start a viral trend about how the term ‘working class’ paints the disabled as enemies.” Sam had taken my joke to try and impress their work crush!! What’s more, everybody loved the idea. I tried to protest “that’ll never work because that has no sitting in Marxist theory.” but everyone was sure that nobody reads theory so it didn’t fucking matter. They go ahead with the plan and Gusano Jones gets all the credit. He’s probably going to get the promotion to cringe take and nanobot injector even though I wanted to do. I might have to report leftists who post too good to my crush’s crush. It makes my stomach churn.