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I love Linklater, but Waking Life is his worst movie in my humble opinion. It was almost impossible to get through for me. The only relief in that film is that Jesse and Céline got a cameo.

The Before Trilogy is his superior work. I'm still upset he didn't make a fourth movie in 2022, but I get it. A trilogy is more marketable than a quadrilogy or more.

Yeah, I switched to Salling. I also just like Salling in general because they make discount versions of almost everything. It's cheaper and the quality of the product is often either as good or better than the brand products. When it comes to detergent I like Salling better because it has a relatively neutral smell and my skin doesn't itch when I wear my clothes after washing.

Yeah, I could never say if you're right or wrong, but yeah. I want there to be a reason and not for it to have been an owner who just wanted to get rid of their dog, so I'll think it was parvo from now on.

As for the vets in that clinic, they were very nice people. The one who euthanized the dog was an incredibly nice and empathetic man and he took me under his wing all week while the other was a hardcore surgeon and he was utterly hilarious and very intimidating. Which is a great combo, I suppose. I have no doubt these guys cared about the animals they took care of.

My best experience was probably the big operation on an elderly dog with a huge tumor that grew out of the spleen. It legit looked like the tumor was a grey, smooth rock and the spleen was a shriveled slug sitting on top of it. It was incredible witnessing them work on the dog and it took such a long time. Afterwards the intimidating vet took me out to the sink and cut the tumor in half and left me look at it inside. It was one of the ugliest things I had seen. Just all grey and hard and alien and the smell of it was something I have never smelled since. I can best describe it as a cold smell. I dunno.

I was tasked with babysitting the dog after it woke up from surgery. He was so scared and confused and kept snuggling up into my arms despite being a fully grown lab. I made sure he ate some food and got something to drink, but he kept ending up snuggling up against me and wanting kisses and hugs. It felt like i was comforting a little child who was crying. He was such a sweet dog. He was 9 years old and was named Rico. The family that owned him had a bunch of kids and I understood why they had decided to spend all that money to save him instead of putting him down because he was too precious. He was so loved. That tumor was huge. I can't imagine what it must have been like to carry that around in his body.

Anyways, I loved that dog even though I only got to spend a day with him where for most of it he was unconscious and split open like a hotdog, lol. I legit got to see all of his insides because the tumor was so big, they had to cut him open all the way. They poured water into him before closing him back up and holy shit, so many layers of tissue and skin to sow before calling it a job done. If it wasn't for the euthanasia of the puppy, then the operation of Rico, would probably have convinced me to become a vet.

This gave me a flashback to when I was 14 and interning for a week at the local vet.

Super eventful week where I got to observe operations on animals with everything from handball sized tumors to cysts and even one or two castrations.

Got to go with the vet to slaughterhouses and farms and all that jazz.

I also got to assist in euthanizing a dog and I think that was what made me second guess a career as a vet.

I still think I would have loved that type of work, but in my naive little mind, I thought that euthanasia would be done only out of mercy and necessity. If the animal was too old, too sick or too injured to save.

But I was wrong. It was an 8 month old puppy. I don't know the breed, but a smaller dog. Very energetic. He was so happy and excited. The owner came and dropped him off and didn't make eyecontact with either the vet or me. He left, almost ashamed.

I asked the vet what was wrong with the dog and either the vet didn't give me an answer or I have forgotten what he said.

To my 14 year old self, that dog looked completely healthy and normal. Why were we putting him down? I kept asking if we really had to do it. Couldn't we figure out a way to let him live and the vet let me know that euthanasia was what was going to happen today.

He asked me to hold the dog. He was such a happy puppy. I held him and he was very hyper. First the vet gave him sedatives. "Then he won't feel anything."

The puppy calmed down in my arms and I hugged his warm little body. I didn't want it to happen, but I was 14 and had no rights to the dog.

The vet filled a syringe with a neon purple liquid and I will never forget that because I didn't expect it to have a color like that. As an adult, I'm sure the color was to distinguish it from other fluids so that the vet would never accidentally push that shit into an animal that came for shots or sedation. But 14 year old me didn't know that. Just looked at that purple syringe as he pushed it into the dog and the dog became heavy in my arms.

I didn't cry because I grew up in the countryside and had already seen my fair share of births and deaths which are both brutal experiences, so I had an emotionally distanced approach to these things.

But I gotta say that it left a deep impact on me that I had helped killing a dog that looked so healthy and happy. I didn't think I could do that for a career. There was no mercy in killing an animal that had barely gotten to live and was so happy to exist. And maybe there was something wrong with him that I was just too young to understand or not allowed to know. Maybe he just looked healthy but was actually really sick. Maybe the owner didn't leave so much in shame as he left out of grief.

I'll never know. But from my perspective at the time, it was just so wrong to kill something just for the sake of it.

It's over 20 years ago now and I still remember the warmth in the dog's body and how heavy he became in my arms. He was brown and white. He was such a happy little guy. I don't even know what his name was, but I'll never forget.

Jeg fik den fra alle vinkler og kanter mens min kollega var ud og hente kaffe. Min mobil. Hans mobil. Sirenen udenfor. Det var festligt.

Samtidig forbinder jeg forevigt sirener med dette

It's in the area, yes, but tbf, I have seen Sunset and Burger King next to one another in at least one other city in Denmark so maybe it's just something they do? I dunno. Bilka and McD - in the city where we were waiting for our order - are a few km away, so not right next to it, but nearby. Relatively. Roll n Eat is not something I'm acquainted with, though. Doesn't mean it isn't there, I just don't know about it.

Us boycotting products in stores is more of a consumer protest done to signal our distaste towards our former allies. I don't think any of us are kidding ourselves into thinking that boycotting Burger King or M&M's is gonna make a change in the American economy. But it is a visible protest done to showcase how we feel and that is why we do it.

Where the individual can affect America is to delete themselves from American platforms and stop using American tech all together.

On a nation level, our leaders have to (and are in the process of) look into replacing American military equipment and American tech. Many of our systems are entirely based on Microsoft today and we must find alternatives and we must reject all American tech moving forward.

But that shit takes a very long time and it is very expensive and complicated.

It is similar to when Russia invaded Ukraine. Back then, there was also talk about boycotting Russian products in stores, but we all knew, that it was the gas we needed to boycot and that was and still is a long, slow and expensive process.

Russia and America feel confident in their current behavior because so many of us have become so dependent on their gas/tech that all Russia has to do to hurt us is turn off the gas and all America has to do is to shut down Microsoft and turn off our military gear with a press of a button.

When we have freed ourselves of both of them and have found ways to sustain ourselves, we will stand on more equal footing with them.

We made the big mistake of thinking that America and Russia had learned the same lesson from WW2 that we did. They didn't. Of course they didn't. It wasn't them who had bombs and guns raining down their backyards. It wasn't them who felt the loss of life up close, witnessed atrocities or had to carry the guilt of them for decades afterward.

WW2 to them is like a computer game. A fun little anecdote where they declare themselves the badasses - especially the Americans. They have absolutely no idea what WW2 was. It was just an action film to them there they get to cast themselves as heroes.

It's one of the reasons why I always preferred German and Eastern European War movies. They have always kept that shit real.

Lol, well, if we go by that standard, then we can all ride the coat tails of the soldiers of every generation who were drafted to fight someone else's war. My country, per capita, were the country to lose the most men in Afghanistan. I have friends who went to Afghanistan and their experiences were varied.

But my point still stands: the bad in every generation came in intervals and affected groups differently. A lot of boomers had nothing to do with Vietnam just like a lot of Gen X and millennials had nothing to do with Iraq and Afghanistan.

But we all had slower lives and we did get to be relatively protected in childhood from the worst of the news out there.

In this day and age, youths and children are bombarded woth the most heinous shit 24/7 and it is everything, everywhere, all at once.

None of the prior generations have had back to back to back terrible world events happening like the youths of today have. We all live through it, but most of us are old enough and hardened enough by life that we deal with it.

I don't think it is a coincidence that anxiety among children and youths today has sky rocketed. And it isn't just news, it is also the negative effects of social media and that whole psychosis and how it distorts and perverts identity and self love nowadays.

There is no contest. It is not remotely anything our generations had to deal with.

And yeah, we can make a ton of whataboutisms where we pick out minority groups who went to war or were brought up in war torn countries. That has happened and will happen always.

But none of us old facts had the perversion of current day internet to deal with on top of intervals of this and that crisis and none of us had to deal with all our generations' crises all at the same time over the span of a few years. That is what I'm saying. We simply cannot imagine what it is like for the young ones today because their world is so far removed from the world we grew up in.

I am a millennial, neither an old or a young millennial, but an in the middle one. I grew up in a world without internet and had myself introduced to the world wide web in my teens. My childhood and teen hood is still much closer to that of a boomer's childhood and teen hood than it is the kids and teens today. I cannot comprehend what childhood even looks like or feels like for kids today. All I know is that anxiety and body image issues and thoughts of world problems have sprung from the mouths of kindergarteners and that is not something I have seen to this extent ever before.

Boyfriend asked me to buy detergent yesterday. Ariel specifically, and I looked up the company owning Ariel to make sure they weren't American, but they were, so I went with the local discount brand instead.

There are very few exceptions I have made where I still use American products, but for the most part, I avoid murican.

We had a comical example of the boycot over the weekend. In my city Burger King is right next to Sunset, which is a Danish owned fast-food restaurant. We were going on a longer trip and needed some fast and easy food along the way. We arrive. Not a single car in burger king's drive in. A caravan in Sunset's drive in. We were - no joke - stuck in that line for 40ish minutes. Not a single car gave in and switched to burger King. We all just waited patiently for our orders to come through.

Before new years it would have been opposite. There were always cars waiting outside of burger King while sunset was largely ignored. It's not that their food is bad. Actually, I have been pleasantly surprised after trying some of the items on their menu, but they were just seen as not a real fast-food brand before. McD and Burger King were the ones people trusted because they were the real deal.

But not anymore.

The goofy part about this type of generational cock contest meme is that we all live through it together. Every generation alive has gone through horrific shit and every generation has gone through periods of peace. Some for longer than others.

I'm a millennial and I have been pretty lucky if I may say so myself. Compared to what young people and kids go through today, us older generations had it good.

Yes, our times of youth also brought on wars and economic struggles and what not, but they came in intervals.

Nowadays it is all happening at the same time and at lightening speed.

And us peeps, boomers, Gen X and millennials sit here all smug about it, like we went through ANYTHING comparable to what young people go through today.

We had it good. We are lucky to all be in our 30s and up during this stretch of history. I feel for the youths of today. They are the ones going through some shit in their formative years.

The 2020s are happening to all of us, but the kids of today have way more worries thrust upon them than any of us old fucks ever did.

I vote for "the screaming twenties" to be the official name for this decade. Brilliant.

It's a texture thing for me. Prawns and crab etc have a texture that makes me want to puke. I have tried many times in the past to learn to be okay with different types of shellfish and I have failed everytime. Even ordered scallops on a fancy restaurant once and they tasted really nice, but the texture made my skin crawl.

I'm sure landbugs would be the same for me. Nice tastes, repulsive texture.