Trust me, if the parents would have let me punch some holes through the walls to get rid of some heat, I would have.
Trust me, if the parents would have let me punch some holes through the walls to get rid of some heat, I would have.
I was a sophomore in high school, from a military (though pretty progressive) family. Both my grandfathers were sailors and my father went to West Point. I was in NJROTC and had every intention of going to Annapolis. I wanted to be an astronaut, so navy pilot seemed the path, and I would be making my family proud. I happened to be the one to put up the flag at school that morning. All of this is to say that I was very proud to be an American, and was looking forward to serving my country. The terror and confusion of that day hit me as hard as anyone else, but in the following weeks I was appalled to see how my fellow countrymen reacted. The way we reacted, with fear and hatred and overwhelming violence, both within and without, fundamentally changed how I saw my nation. I eventually dropped out of ROTC and started studying history and politics. I found punk music and took theater classes. I identified as social Democrat until the BLM riots of 2020, when I was radicalized. I now consider myself an anarchist.
I loved my FX cpu but I lived in a desert and the heat in the summer coming off that thing would make my room 100F or more. First machine I built a custom water loop for. Didn’t help with the heat in the room, but did stop it from shutting down randomly, so I could continue to sit in the sweltering heat in my underpants and play video games until dawn. Better times.
He’s actively anti-MAGA. Dude knows first-hand what fascism does to people.
Oh here’s another fun one, I had a friend in high school whose mother was Taiwanese, and I wasn’t allowed to go into their house because I was Japanese. Like, I know the history, lady, but I’m 15 and both my parents were born in California. Luckily my buddy also agreed his mom was a racist.
I am white looking, but my parents are Jewish and Japanese. Basically every time I tell someone I’m Jewish (culturally, I am an atheist nowadays) it completely changes how people interact with me. The best I can hope for is being the “token Jewish friend” most of the time, but I’ve been treated to racial slurs and even physical violence. In middle school, the rich son of the local pastor called me a kike and I broke his nose for it. I was suspended from school and he was treated like a victim. Looking back on it, that might have been the beginning of my radicalization.
When the corners are very, very tight, and there’s hardly any straights, it’s often beneficial to maintain entry speed and get the car rotated in the right direction quickly, assuming you’re capable of recovering the slide at the appropriate time. Look at how rally drivers take tight hairpins even on tarmac. Imo big showy drifts aren’t fast but they do serve as good practice for understanding the car at the limit and reacting in low-grip situations.
Similarly, Fender Precision Bass. Hard to go wrong with a classic.