The very many questions-not-worth-their-own-thread question thread XXV

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If you choose to only marry within your faith, is that bigotry?
Wouldn't think so. If a particular set of beliefs, religious or otherwise, are so important to somebody that they wouldn't want to marry somebody who didn't share them, it's just what it is.
 
If you choose to only marry within your faith, is that bigotry?

Getting married is a pretty big deal. Religiosity is a pretty big lifestyle investment. Seems like some care to make sure that the long and labor-intensive investment of marriage is compatible with what one wants might be wise. I'm in a semi-mixed faith marriage. It's somewhat vexing, and it mostly works out fine because one of the parties has more "bend" than the other. Would it be bigotry to only want to marry somebody that plans on living in a metropolis? Or somebody that wants to not live in a metropolis? Or somebody that wants kids, or somebody that does not want kids?
 
Not sure being on the take is incompetence.

It's less sensational would be my real guess. When you report on this you are kinda expected to cover the nitty gritty of actual governance and safety, how to flush your water, when to flush your water, what the health concerns are. You know, boring details unless it's actually pertaining to you. Now, SHIP FILLED WITH POO! PEOPLE COVERED IN POO! FLOATING POO RAFT! Them thar's some headlines. Maybe they could take a picture of a toddler covered in water and a rescue worker gently dabbing him/her off, that might make the story.

I get it--it's hard to inform the public on the structural problems, policy, and chemistry. And they are too lazy to do their jobs right.

If you choose to only marry within your faith, is that bigotry?

It sure is, that's why I date mooslims and secretly feed them delicious bacon.
 
as well as ice cream
 
I get it--it's hard to inform the public on the structural problems, policy, and chemistry. And they are too lazy to do their jobs right.

It's not just that; different people have different interests, and newspapers market to target audiences. A lot of people in Oregon won't particularly care about the deficiencies of plumbing in Virginia, but they might be interested to read a more exciting story about a mess-up on a cruise ship. On the other hand, some people will be much more interested to hear about politics and chemistry than about boats and sewage, and they'll probably read different newspapers. Many of those papers are predominantly online now, it seems, while the tabloids retain quite a strong presence in print. It also seems like there's more competition in the latter, perhaps because there's a great variety of stories that they can possibly cover. So that may explain why sensationalist press appears to be dominant.
 
How so? They are sick and in the hospital from being exposed to contaminated water, many of the poop cruise people were exposed to contaminated water as well. Both had to drink bottled stuff because the water systems were not working as they should.
 
Yeah, but one was on a cruise ship. People trying to go about their daily lives in the face of a problem aren't as interesting as people trying to go about their daily cruise lives in the face of a problem. Crucially, it isn't necessary for you to agree that this is actually true.
 
I've always found cruises, and the people who go on cruises, to be the single least interesting thing in the cosmos. Speaking only for myself.
 
I agree with that TF. It's very similar to people who go to the beach.
 
I agree with that TF. It's very similar to people who go to the beach.

I hate the beach and all who enjoy themselves there. Like, fiery hate. It's more perplexing to me than watching sports.

EDIT: This should probably have gone on the rants thread. :mischief:
 
Fighting words.

Ruh roh. You win the fight. Stipulated. Dun hert meeee....

Well, I like stargazing and horizons, so it's not like I'm super exciting. But the beach remains a mystery to me. Been to San Fran and SW Ireland, the beach has a nice view I suppose, but it's all sandy and fishy, the ocean is disgusting to be in, and I prefer the internet for ogleing scantily clad women since then I'm not "creepy."
 
Ruh roh. You win the fight. Stipulated. Dun hert meeee....

Well, I like stargazing and horizons, so it's not like I'm super exciting. But the beach remains a mystery to me. Been to San Fran and SW Ireland, the beach has a nice view I suppose, but it's all sandy and fishy, the ocean is disgusting to be in, and I prefer the internet for ogleing scantily clad women since then I'm not "creepy."

Watching dolphins surf waves 30 feet from shore in the bright reflection of the just-rising sun over the Atlantic, spending the previous night under a near full moon going out into warm water at midnight with friends old and new and sharing a bonfire in the hours in between is irreplaceable.


Go to the right beach and you will find peace with the waves lapping her shores.
 
Well, I can see the hand of the divine in that sentiment. It's a beautiful moment and place, without compare and without argument from me. It's just that it isn't my moment and place. Mine is an early summer dusk when the everbreeze dies down, the first stars peek through the darkening sky, and the fireflies cascade in waves of light over the downy young seas of growing soy.
 
Heavy rain in an endless black forest, with an autumn chill in the air. You can see out for almost a mile before the fog clouds up your vision. There's actual snow a short climb up, and you feel like you could wander the place for the rest of your life and never see or encounter civilization. It seems to me, oddly, like a taste of a beautiful dream; constantly on the periphery, but always melting away into when I try to look at it directly. It's unlimited freedom and adventure, a place where walking a mile takes you into another universe. Something that couldn't possibly be real, but which nevertheless signifies the real possibility of a joy without end.
 
Watching dolphins surf waves 30 feet from shore in the bright reflection of the just-risingsetting sun over the Atlantic Pacific, spending the previous night under a near full moon going out into warm freeze-your-balls-off-cold water at midnight with friends old and new and sharing a bonfire in the hours in between is irreplaceable.


Go to the right beach and you will find peace with the waves lapping her shores.

ftfy.
 
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