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  • It’s not HTMX (well kinda, see below). It’s devs being like “These bugs aren’t my fault until you prove they are.”

    And it’s abstraction. I understand WHY we do it… I guess. I don’t AGREE, and this is why. If you’re playing with code that generates code that you don’t understand and then can’t debug… I’ve always preferred to write the code that’s going to run. Don’t give me APIs that interact with database, let me write SQL. Don’t give me something with a “simple syntax” that behind the scenes generates a bunch of JavaScript doing who knows what that no one on the team understands (HTMX), it’s gonna be easier on everybody to just write the JavaScript. The only reason the devs solved it was ChatGPT knew what they had missed… and I had to point them in that direction (I cut and pasted the errors into ChatGPT and then said “Guys, IDK what this means because I don’t know anything about HTMX. Do YOU GUYS KNOW?”)

    I ended up spending hours of my life on some tech some hotshots wanted to use because it’s the “new, sexy thing” and what I learned was “Oh, this is just abstracted syntax ontop of Ajax which is ALREADY abstracted syntax ontop of JavaScript.” I find this annoying, not charming.






  • CONT.

    ““THAT’S JUST LIKE YOUR OPINION, MAN!””

    And suddenly, you don’t have to feel small, and ashamed and defective and like there’s something wrong with YOU. You know you didn’t intend any disrespect, you don’t think you’re lazy, you tried to remember. You’re really a young person (often in our culture a young man) who realizes you have the strength to say I won’t be treated this way anymore! when someone calls you out.

    That’s why it feels like you (and your therapist) are arguing with an angry teenager. It’s because you are!

    So… why don’t we grow out of it? Why are we stuck here? Why do we keep fighting battles we lost and won a long time ago when all fighting can do is hurt ourselves and our loved ones?

    Part of coming to this understanding for me was reflecting on the difference in the ways RSD comes out at home and at work. When my RSD is triggered by my partner, I can get defensive and argue and go into that teenaged space of ““I won’t be treated this way anymore!””

    But when it’s my boss who triggers my RSD? With some tiny piece of negative feedback? I can’t do that to him, unless I’m ready to get fired. And I know that… so what do I do?

    I get fucking scared man! Scared and ashamed and embarrassed. I get crazy impostor syndrome. I can’t sleep because I’m so stressed out. Because my boss put me right back in that feeling of being the seven year old who can’t remember Saint Francis’s name. And that all affects my work performance and my job satisfaction. And now, at 42, you better believe that impacts my health, my home life and my ability to provide for my family.

    RSD hurts me man! It’s terrible! It’s the worst!

    Back to my point (can you tell I’m ADHD?) why don’t we grow out of it?

    Well just like any learned behavior, we can grow out of it. And just like any emotional damage, we have to heal it. That teenager keeps fighting because that little kid is still scared and ashamed, because that little kid has never had a chance to feel safe and accepted and like it’s OK to be the way he is and has never gotten a chance to heal.

    I had this epiphany about communication with my partner. What if I just admitted why I was feeling what I’m feeling? What if, instead of saying ““I won’t be treated this way anymore!”” I said ““What you’re saying is really reasonable. And I’m terrified, because it came out of left field and I feel <overwhelmed/scared/afraid> of having to take on some new responsibility I expect to fail at. But that’s not your fault. I just need to process this feeling, because it belongs to a kid who thinks he’s gonna get shamed and put down and he’s going to go through all this self loathing and self abuse.””

    tl;dr: The only way to break the RSD cycle is to give that little kid a chance to heal, so the angry teenager doesn’t have to stick up for him anymore. And the only way to do that is to address the feelings under the deconstruction and the debating and the intellectualizing.

    ADHD tangent: I feel like RSD and toxic masculinity are very closely linked, but that’s another rant for another hyperfocus post.


  • A post on RSD I wrote on Reddit four years ago. People seemed to find it helpful.

    I am the ADHD half and I have been this partner. At my partner and at my therapist, who is an amazing man who has helped me and my partner remain functional and together during the pandemic and deserved better from me.

    I have debated such indefensible positions (that I don’t even agree with) as the definition of trauma, the morality of expecting others to regulate their behavior and even the necessity of washing one’s hands during a pandemic. I will break something down, look at it from every possible angle, deconstruct reality any way I can until I find a way to describe it that will make some (in that moment) unacceptable truth seem reasonable and acceptable.

    This is 100% RSD related. And I’ve been thinking about RSD a lot. Are you familiar with it?

    If not, you can learn all about it just by googling ““Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria”” so I’ll skip any explanations of it and just talk about my journey with it. Hopefully some of it my be helpful to you and to your partner.

    I’m guessing your partner does not believe that he has an asshole inside him who gaslights his loved ones and others trying to help him into thinking that his shitty behavior is somehow acceptable. You can argue hard and passionately against something that is objectively true and do so while feeling righteous, instead of self deceiving and overbearing, as long as you believe your own bullshit. And believing our own bullshit and distrusting other people’s point of view is a survival thing for people with RSD.

    Here’s the thing I’ve recently come to believe about RSD: It doesn’t have to do with the ADHD brain. It’s not part of our biology, it’s not something ““caused by our brain architecture that we should get a pass for.”” It’s 100% a learned behavior (in myself… I obviously can’t speak for ANYONE else). But if that IS true for others, it means that people, especially men, who grow up with ADHD in Western culture, are learning this behavior HARD at a young age. And like most toxic psychological survival mechanisms, it has it’s roots in learning to avoid something awful AT ALL COST. And that awful situation was REAL and felt TERRIBLE. And it’s also gone… the little kid who experienced it and the teenager who learned to push back against it is now a grown ass adult and can learn better, less toxic ways to deal with it. And I wonder if RSD will manifest differently in kids growing up now, than it did in kids who grew up in the 80s and 90s and early aughts.

    What is ““it”” though?

    This is a hypothosis. I’ve only tested it in myself and it seems to be true, so take what I have to say with, in the words of Babish, a pinch of Kosher salt.

    For me, it’s rooted in ego, competitiveness, self worth and, frankly, a rejection of the shitty behavior of others.

    Learning it from the nice teacher

    Scenario: A little boy is ten years old. He’s doing algebra for the first time. He’s clever and he gets the concept of variable REALLY fast, way faster than anyone else in his class. And he loves his teacher who’s a nice lady and sings Peter Paul and Mary and Simon and Garfunkle songs with the class. She praises him for figuring things out so quickly. He feels great. He’s so proud of himself, he goes home and tells his mother ““I’m doing really well in math class!”” A few months go by. He’s struggling with paying attention. Turning in his homework on time. Finishing quizzes in the time allowed. He also thinks he understands some concepts that he doesn’t. But it still all comes really easily to him. He likes the class, likes his teacher, wants to do well and enjoys showing off when he knows something. But he’s not keeping up with the reading and is struggling in other ways. . . here’s the important bit: That kids has NO idea that he’s doing poorly! None at all. He still thinks he’s doing well. And he keeps going home and proudly telling his mother ““I’m doing so well in math class!”” Because he likes being there, he likes his teacher, he likes math, he understands the concepts and his teacher is really nice to him when he knows the answers. He believes he is doing well in math, even though ALL THE SIGNS that he’s not, that a more experienced person would see are there all around him.

    Then the fall is gone and it’s time for parent teacher conferences. He’s excited to take his mom to meet his math teacher. They all sit down together and presents that little boy’s mom with…

    A solid C-

    And the feed back ““Your son is very bright and understands the material very well but doesn’t turn in assignments, is disruptive in class, doesn’t pay attention and isn’t applying himself.”” And his mother is FURIOUS and later yells at him and says ““You told me you were doing well in math! Why have you been lying to me?””

    Learning it from the mean teacher

    Go back in time three years. The little boy is seven. He’s just started at a new (weirdly Christian) school. The teacher has spent several days telling the class the stories of Saint Francis of Assisi. The little boy remembers most of them, because he loves stories. One day the teacher puts him on the spot and makes him get in front of the class and tell the story. And he’s excited. So he goes up to do that. And he starts telling the story. But he doesn’t remember the saint’s name. So he says ““Saint Peter!”” Because he’s seven and that’s the only saint he remembers. The teacher stops him in a strict voice and in front of the class tells him ““You haven’t been paying attention! You’ve disrespected me and my class by not remembering the name of the Saint we’ve been studying all week! You’re so much smarter than this! Go sit back down. Sit up straight, pay attention!””

    As above, the little boy feels ambushed. Didn’t see it coming. And still doesn’t even know the Saint’s name.

    I could go on. You learn the lesson from parents, coaches, the next door neighbor, your Spanish teacher, your piano teacher. You learn it over and over. From kind people who mean well and want to help, from impatient people who want something from you NOW, and, often, from angry people who are sick of your shit. But the message is the SAME.

    You are so <smart> <talented> <creative> <charismatic> <knowledgeable> <intuitive> you would be <such a success> <capable of so many things> <exceptional> <promising> if you just <weren’t so lazy> <paid better attention> <applied yourself> <took pride in your work> <had better self discipline> <were respectful> <had good judgement>. Also SURPRISE, you didn’t see this failure coming (subtext: you idiot).

    And you try and you try, but no one ever gives you anything and you just feel like

    ““I could be awesome if I just didn’t have such a flawed character.”” Basically. It’s the message you get.

    And one really toxic thing is, you start to believe it and you get comfortable with failure.

    Another really toxic thing is, you KNOW you’re NOT <lazy> <undisciplined><etc> because there are things you ARE really good at and you can do them super well and so the problem isn’t with you, it’s with a world that expects you to be able to do those hard things and shames you because ““they’re so easy””.

    And then one day, maybe it’s tenth grade now and you’re sixteen and you’re bigger and smarter and self confident but also awkward and you’re angry. . . at yourself, at others who reject you. And someone makes you feel that way and you feel the shame and self judgement start to come welling up but then you get angry and you’re like:



  • They are actually the evil ones and they enjoy slavery

    That’s not it. They don’t enjoy slavery, they aren’t slaves. Orion culture is strictly matriarchal. Those women in the dancing girl costumes, they OWN that ship, set it’s agenda and define it’s targets. Given what we’ve seen of Orion culture in other shows more recently, it’s extremely likely that they are sisters and nobility on Orion, that their mom runs an arm of a major interstellar crime syndicate, they literally own that “slave trader” dude and could kill him or have him killed with zero consequences. But it’s more profitable to control him and others like him with sex drugs.

    They make men into their mouth pieces and prey on the misogynist assumptions of the galaxy by showing patriarchal cultures what they expect to see from slave traders, then turning the tables on them.

    Lower Decks did an awesome job of showing what the culture would evolve into given a few hundred more years and some more modern attitudes (and did it hilariously, and with a sex positive, feminist take on it).

    Yes, the imagery is problematic and stems from artistic choices made in the 60s (literally more than half a century ago). But even in the Enterprise era, they were looking for ways to reinterpret that imagery and turn your assumptions about the power dynamics it implies upside down. That was the whole point of that episode. That’s why people “think it’s cool”.










  • ADHD dad with 15 year old ADHD son here (also, I have a severely ADHD dad… undiagnosed / untreated, probably like most boomers with ADHD). Second what other’s said. My son is like the least aggressive person ever. Observations of his childhood vrs my childhood vrs stories of my dad’s childhood make me STRONGLY believe aggression in ADHD kids is environmental / cultural in nature… for whatever that’s worth.

    1. Homework and chores, hands down. My son says he’ll do it, and doesn’t want help / doesn’t want to be reminded. But GFL unless I sit down and do it with him.

    2. Son is an only child, but he gets along REALLY well with his 9 year old cousin (who also has ADHD) and his friends. My son runs LARPs for them. If my son gets angry / aggressive toward anyone in the family, it’s his mother, who sets the strongest boundaries with him. It’s been like that all his life. Mostly they have a good relationship, but whatever social strain he has going on, it’s there.

    3. N/A. My son is not aggressive (and never has been). When faced with aggressive behavior from other children, he tries to talk them down and withdraws / gets depressed if it doesn’t work. Again, I attribute this to his early childhood education and to the culture he grew up in. I would say changing the culture / teaching self management and communication tools EARLY is the best advice possible.

    4. Worst case, my son and I can enable each other with some of our dysfunctional ADHD behavior and tendencies and we need help from other family members to keep us all on track.

    5. See above about culture and education.


  • I originally posted this half a year ago. Now it’s even more true:

    Our political system is an old, poorly maintained computer that sits at your grandparents’ house. It’s so clogged up with malware it can’t function and the scammers and botnets are doing whatever they want with it. It’s the only computer that your family has access to, and technically it’s supposed to be shared but in practice your grandparents only let you use it when they’re out of the house. Your grandparents don’t understand it and think it “runs fine” and are more scared you’re going to put commie or terrorist stuff on it than they are about the huge amount of viruses and spyware it’s already clogged up with. Your parents are too tired from working 3 jobs just to survive to care about it or pay attention to it and they “don’t use it anyway” so trying to get their help fixing it is useless.

    You know that the ONLY WAY to fix this situation is to wipe the hard drive and reinstall, but grandma is worried she’d lose all her emails and grandpa says if there’s something wrong with it, he’ll fix it. You do see him messing around in settings all the time, but he clearly doesn’t know what he’s doing. He also talks to “Microsoft tech support” a couple times a week and sends them money. You’ve told him it’s a scam and he told you to “Shut up, you don’t know anything about computers.”

    This isn’t even an analogy… it’s literally what’s happening. Legal systems are just complex code that runs on human beings. The constitution is the kernel, the US govt and all it’s bureaucracies are the OS and you could even think of the states as containers or virtual environments that run within the context of the bigger system. The OS has been completely hijacked by scammers (no, seriously, I’ve done subcontracting for big defence contractors), the users with the power to fix things don’t understand, don’t have the skills to fix it and are more scared of the people who want to fix the system than they are of the scammers. The other users who could help deal with the situation are too exhausted and burned out to care.

    EDIT:

    To really finish off this analogy, it needs to be added that your stupid little brother and his shitty friends ALSO use this computer to troll, harass girls and “nerds” they know from school and go on 4Chan. If you bring up reinstalling, your brother and ALL HIS FRIENDS dogpile into the conversation saying THEY want to reinstall too and that 4Chan says Hannah Montana Linux is the best OS to use… and they have a USB stick right here.