As a kid, I always hated when my mom brushed my hair, it was always extremely painful, she'd yank chunks of hair out of my scalp, make my ears red and irritated, burn me with the dryer/iron
I used to think she just didn't know how to make it not hurt or was just clumsy, my hair was long and I was little...
But I recently let her do it again for a formal function as an adult, with my partner in the room. (Because I told him she was always rough with it)
And it didn't hurt... she put her hand up to protect my scalp, she didn't yank, or tug too hard, or burn me, or make me almost cry.
Which means she always knew. She could've always been gentle... she just chose to hurt me instead.
I am going insane.
I think the absolute worst part is that I am the one being treated like I'm stupid for being college educated or for just having common sense.
Its like trying to talk and every time you do 20 toddlers scream and shit thier pants at the same time.
There's a minority in the US that is both loud and smells. Unfortunately, they drown the rest of us out, and make a bad taste in everyone else's mouth that I can't blame them for.
The Anti-intellectualism has been a thing for years though, it's suddenly exploded because it hit critical mass and they finally got one of thier guys elected while the rest of us were looking the other way (or in my case, too young to vote.)
Now? Being stupid is being smart. Being contrarian is being patriotic, money is God. Up is down, the sky is green.
I heard a teacher say Moscow was in Ukraine yesterday. No amount of pointing to it on a fucking map could convince her otherwise.
I am. Going. Insane.