@Buddha >Thanks for taking the time to read not even half my post. >For someone saying the point flew over my head, you're awfully far from my actual point, but like I said, brick wall. Enjoy your echo chamber.
Tip for the future-- don't call resort to calling people morons or stupid if you'd like to have an actual discourse with them-- It has nothing to do with wanting to exist in some echo chamber, believe me. I actually enjoy discussing things like this with people who have different opinions, but if you're going to insult my intelligence because I pointed out the problematic nature of something YOU said, then I'll happily fuck off.
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So you are aware of the parallels-- it's fair enough if you believe that they require two completely different solutions, but reality is never that clean cut. We need to strive toward the most practical and most utopian solutions for things like this, and I feel many of these solutions are going to result in overlap. I will admit my fault in race baiting though-- the parallels were simply too easy to point out and I knew they'd illicit an emotional response.
So, back to the topic-- your whole argument is flawed because you're implying there's some "common sense" way for people to act. Common sense, shouldn't be relied upon in logic-- it's ultimately based on assumptions, social acceptance and no facts.
Like, define "normal" without relying on synonyms, or implying that heterosexuality is a norm we should all abide by, or the strawman that "sexuality in public is bad" because guarantee you the only studies you're going to find show that teaching kids about sex at a younger age is better for them-- it's another argument for another time.
@Buddha >It's like having those weirdo's walk around in public with a dog leash on their s/o. I don't want to see that and it makes me cringe.
"I don't want to see that and it makes me cringe." I'm not even exaggerating your argument here, dude. This is your argument. lol I'm sorry the world is so challenging for you. I don't want to see hate crimes, they also make me cringe.
>I don't want to see that.
Then like turn around ahahaha like just pout and cross the street, dude ahahaha
>I have to admit it was a misleading post but you have to realize it's hard to come up with a well-flowing counter argument to 20 points that are raised by gay people, that more often than not have 0% to do with 'gay pride' and more so with 'look, I'm gay, see how poorly we are treated!!!' as a counter argument to everything.
Yes, because that's what gay pride (and the greater LGBT pride) is. It is literally a movement to combat the poor treatment of people. A movement combating those like 200 anti-LGBT bills floating around this year in this country-- and fighting so much more elsewhere. You haven't come up with an argument against it at all, all you've said is that you don't like seeing scantily clad dudes do gay stuff.
This is going to sound like a strawman, but I seriously wonder where you hang out that it's this big of a problem for you.
>Yes it should be. Acceptance = fitting in. Hatred comes from standing out. This is basic history and also basic sociology so please stop inferring you can stand out and at the same time be accepted.
Bruh are you seriously implying in-group bias can't (and shouldn't be) overcome? It's a completely arbitrary caveman brain thing, go read up on Jane Elliott's "Blue eyes–Brown eyes" experiment.
>And yes it is my place to regulate the excitement of people and how they choose to express themselves.
Please reread this. This is not an argument, you're just saying that you're right and I'm wrong because you don't like the point I made.
>Public space. I explained this before. I'll give you a brief summary, read back my other posts if you want to know more.
>The issue I have with gay prides (besides their uselessness) is the fact that they are forced upon people that do not want to partake. For example people living in a certain neighborhood or people traveling to work. 'But heterosexuality is forced upon us too in public spa-' no it's not.
I would like to imagine someone living in little boriqua where there's a giant pride festival every few months is okay with a slightly longer commute for a few days but that's just me.
>Because it's public space, everyone (including, yes, me, so no thanks, I won't be shut up) can critique and comment on it and that includes making it clear they do not enjoy it and would rather not have it.
Oh, no one's trying to shut you up-- it's just that your whole argument is "I don't want to see that and it makes me cringe." like omg I'm not even strawmaning you here ahahaha. But yeah, that argument is the not the basis for anyone to actually listen to you.
>You would be right in saying I have no right to regulate it if they did it at a private venue. Which I actually advocated. I would very much enjoy if they did it in a private venue. So I leave you with that. If you're not gonna read my other posts and simply pretend you realize what I am saying, I would not like to further this debate with you simply because you've already assumed multiple things about what I've said and I'd rather not argue with a brick wall.
>If you're not gonna read my other posts and simply pretend you realize what I am saying, I would not like to further this debate with you simply because you've already assumed multiple things about what I've said and I'd rather not argue with a brick wall.
>I'd rather not argue with a brick wall
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>Okay, so you're calling me an Uncle Tom, a slave master, or one of those cray white people that hates black people? Okay fam. If you wanna talk to me about that kinda shit, I'll gladly accept that label. You want to call me a racist right? Fair. I'm a racist. You can call me that from now on if you need to have some label to refer to me as instead of 'Buddha'. Cheers. 'Buddha the Racist' that's me now.
Oh wow nigga you seem upset, did I touch on something sensitive? Do you not like considering that you telling one marginalized group "I don't want to see that and it makes me cringe" could be completely damning when applied to a similarly marginalized group?
Do you feel that breeze? It's the point, whooshing way over your head. If you can't see why I would bring up similarities between racial discrimination and LGBT discrimination (aside from the fact that they often literally overlap) then I'm not sure you know enough about this topic to actually argue your side.
>As for those people, no, I'm not really one of those people. I don't go 'but my friend is black so I can't be racist.' I roleplay with a bunch of black guys and I've always been incredibly honest with them when I said I think there is some issues with the black community in America, but how is that at all related to what we are discussing here, you absolute mong? And I think the 'non-ghetto black guy' label is incredibly stupid so fuck you for using that. Being from the ghetto or not does not define blackness you moron.
Okay, cool, mudslinging. Argument over.
For the record-- you just told a queer that it's my fault and I should just fit in, and then tried to a school a black female on what blackness means, said fuck me for mentioning shit you clearly don't understand, then proceeded to have a point fly so far over your head it entered orbit. Then, to ensure that you really won this exchange, you called me a moron.
@Wade Wilson It's typically the outspoken people who post 'I'm gay and queer and PROUD' everywhere that are really annoying about it too. I wouldn't have known you're gay, which is exactly why I think people like you are a good example of how to further acceptance for homosexuals. I'm a bit late, but--
The goal should be to fit in even if you're gay, not to stand out. Standing out makes you a target. The nail that stands out... ya get it.
Dude fuck that. The goal shouldn't be, and isn't to fit in, there is no goal-- there are just people who have been part of a marginalized (still marginalized) group and varying levels of pride in that identity. Some people might make it a bit flashy and take it overboard, but so long as it's just metaphorical beating over the head and not literal, it's not yours, or anyone's place to regulate the excitement with which someone chooses to express themselves.
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>I wouldn't have known you're gay, which is exactly why I think people like you are a good example of how to further acceptance for homosexuals.
>The goal should be to fit in even if you're gay, not to stand out. Standing out makes you a target. The nail that stands out... ya get it.
Holy fuck, this was pulled directly from some Uncle Tom's Cabin shit, dude-- this is the type of shit masters say to their best house niggas, the type of shit white people say tot heir non-ghetto black friends, the type of shit you say to a 'civilized and calm' mixed person in America during literally any time period.
It's shit like this that fuels the flamboyant af pride queens. True acceptance doesn't come from having everyone conform to some hetero-normative standard, excuse the buzzword, but that's cultural fascism.
It's realizing that if you're annoyed by a person, then you don't have to spend your time making judgments around them. If you do, don't let those judgement inform your actions. Hippie shit, we're all stardust, we should be kind and in awe of each other. etc.
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It's sort of a misleading post -- he went into it a bit more detailed later. You're misunderstanding because he was being delicate in that initial post...... what he's saying is, um, can we not have hordes of BDSM-leather-clad people (of any race, gender, or sexuality) parading about the thoroughfare licking dildos. Or at least, can we roll our eyes at that without being called bigots?
Which is perfectly reasonable, when you think about it.
I actually don't think so, hiding sexuality just encourages these weird hypocritical neo-puritan societal values, where men and women are simultaneously sexual objects and completely desexualized. Sexual and racial minorities are also typically desexualized-- but when thy are sexualized, it's to serve as a curiosity for the hetero masses. A more open sexual dialogue would only increase our understanding of how such an important part of human life plays a role in our lives from a much younger age.
Alos, like 90% of advertising featuring women is probably pandering to heterosexuality. I actually think this could be a good thing, if we all acknowledged that most of us are sexual beings who are only here because people fuck all the time.
It really depresses me that I'll probably never be able to weave the lyrics of a Sufjan Stevens song through a post philosophically going through and entire character's life in erratic flashbacks, with conversations from her literal and metaphoric demons-- while she was mostly high in the present, and everyone else was trying to figure out the mysterious secrets of the town.
Not yet-- They've traveled a bit together so they're close, but Dali's nowhere near that companion-quest yet. I'd like to see how we go about it, if Curie suddenly starts wanting to get a body mid-RP. Might be interesting :p.
@Hjalti Aha... that's a relief, I was worried there might be a problem with her having Cvrie as a tagalong, but it's a great way to explain how she's getting her hormones on the road, plus I figure they'll need a good doctor!
Appearance: When out and about, away from home and outside of the Vault, Dali wears expensive pre-war dresses, jewelry, and light leather protective gear. The dresses typically resembling oriental evening gowns instead of the more common summer dresses of the wasteland elite.
Dali, at home in vault 81, wears a standard Vault jumpsuit, with some slight modifications. On her feet, she wears comfortable matching slippers, as opposed to those garish boots, the cuffs are rolled up to allow (gasp) some of her ankles to be shown. Her sleeves are rolled up high on her arms, bunching up around her shoulders. She keeps her front zipper rolled down just far enough to give the illusion of a sizable bust, without exposing the falsity of that reality.
She maintains a near constantly perfected appearance, following several hair and make-up routines, as well as keeping her nails polished and painted and the few accessories and jewelry matching. Due to scarcity of such non-essential beauty products in the vault, she has learned to improvise with which products she uses, and experiments in order to maintain her consistent image. Some would liken it to witchcraft.
Lastly, as someone raised against the unquestioning nature of typical Vault citizens. Dali was skeptic of the Pipboy 3000, and it's ability to potential give the Overseer to view all her vital at any given time. So for her 10th birthday, she opted to receive a wrist-mounted Pipboy 2000, with no biolink.
Personality: Dali is just as much a progressive thinker as her parents. Already having a Chinese heritage that would raise eyebrows, her subversive attitudes regarding authority, capitalism, communism, and her philosophical waxing nature in general have almost certainly placed her on the Overseer's watch-list. She is smart enough to know that the radio is not the place to broadcast these views, unless she'd like to be assigned to the trash crew quicker than she could check the time on her 2000. Although, she is known to occasionally let her bias slip when delivering the news or current events.
Generally, she is slow to anger, and carries herself with a gentle, sophisticated demeanor that speaks of what she thinks without filter when she is around those she is comfortable with. She is someone who might talk for an hour about those subjects others may find 'pretentious' or 'absurd' with ease. Being completely comfortable with contemplating the asinine and appreciating outer beauty. Although she doesn't like to admit it, she is vain, and shows flares of materialism and occasional hypocrisy within her own philosophical and anti-authoritarian views, as well as an extreme sensitivity to her gender identity. Biography: Dali's life was about as exciting as as you could expect of someone with dysphoria, raised by a couple of new-age retro-hippies, trapped underground with a bunch of people who had a general cultural disgust towards all things Chinese. To avoid the glares of her peers, and more often than not, her peers' parents, Dali mostly avoided those her age. For a long time, she was that quiet Chink boy sitting in the corner. Her only friends growing up were her parents, her teacher (who was also a self-proclaimed 'free-thinker' and friend of her parents') and the people on the radio, who sang of the loneliness she felt was reality at times.
Her mother, a musician, instilled in a young Dali the value of music and her father, a painter, the value of art. By the age of 15, she was something of an accomplished mixed medium artist, and capable of expressing her own ideas and perspectives eloquently to groups of her parents' friends.
Of course, at 16, she completely flunked the G.O.A.T.
But her in with the teacher landed her a position as an intern for the Vault P.A. and Radio system, and as the years passed, she began to dedicate herself to her work and examining her own life in adulthood. By 17, after years of being uncomfortable and presenting as overtly feminine already, Dali begun her transition. Being generally unnoticed by the Vault proper already up to this point, her transition was relatively painless.
The Overseer wouldn't allow a change to her birth certificate, but she started going by the name Dali, in a sort of tribute to the surrealist artist. Her parents' circle of friends, holding a few chemists and doctors were able to synthesize a few bootleg hormones under the Overseer's nose and conduct a few 'back alley' surgeries quid pro quo-- the quality of which would never match full pre-war cosmetic capabilities. But from then on, she felt more complete as a person-- even more so after becoming the official host of the Vault Radio a few years later.
Years passed, and Dali's life was relatively calm-- she of course, was always a bit of a nuisance for the more conservative Overseer-- but the pair settled into something of a 'friendly rival' relationship. With Dali playing unauthorized music she had found on a scavenging trip in the wastes or airing a story that made the Vault Leadership look bad, being punished, and eventually going right back to it.
This changed when the Sole Survivor entered the scene.
Rising tensions in the Wasteland caused Vault 81 to become more secluded than before. Factions grew within the Vault, with some wanting to close their doors to even traders, and other wanting to actively seek protection from the Brotherhood, the Institute , or even the Railroad. Violence escalated in areas around the Vault, and although the Sole Survivor never stepped foot in the Vault, in his mad quest to find his son, the question was always there. "Would he kill us all?" Overseer McNamara and Dali's relationship became strained. Dali was a rabble rousing journalist, causing people to ask unnecessary questions-- McNamara was an ineffective leader who couldn't even procure basic resources for her citizens--
The breaking point, coming around the time of the great battle of the factions, was the illness of Austin Engill. The idea of a mole rat infestation was enough to get some people seriously rebelling, while McNamara failed to find the root cause of the illness of the child, Dali dug around, reading documents on the Overseer's terminal, coming to the conclusion that Vault 81 was bigger than anyone had known. Broadcasting her truths across the Vault, without a hero to step up for the life of the child, Dali herself was able to organize a group to go address the mole rat problem and find a cure--
This truth practically drove the Vault to civil war. Dali, and many in her party, contracted the molerat disease that was largely benign to adults, to save the life of the boy. Also uncovering a Miss Nanny unit by the name of Cvrie, she took something of a liking to the scavenging radio host, and the two have been companions since-- with Cvrie synthesizing purer hormones for Dali, and Dali bringing Cvrie along in her expeditions for more music.
At this point, The Overseer wanted people gone-- but couldn't simply have a hero such as Dali removed from the Vault forcefully, people wouldn't allow it-- the woman had become a hero, saved the life of a boy, and uncovered an entire new living space for the Vault residents. So, when the call to send people to not only prevent the Brotherhood from returning, but also to ensure a steady supply of fusion cores-- a resource the Vault needed-- it become obvious what she needed to do.
Nominate the Vault's hero and her robotic doctor for the expedition.
Skills:
Speech-- As someone who needs to speak for her job, Dali has developed this skill nicely, if oddly. Despite her radio persona, however, she actually isn't very good at addressing people face to face, and will appear outright shy to those who don't already intimately know her. But she has a gift for oration, and could move a crowd if given the opportunity. On another level of speech, she is a polyglot, speaking English, Chinese, and Spanish.
"A friendly underground community, where the light is simulated, giant metal gears block out deadly radiation, and we lay awake in bed as the Overseer listens to us sleep.
"Welcome to the Vault."
Barter-- The only instance in which one on one interaction seems to come naturally to her. She almost views barter as less of a conversation, and more like a game or dance. Two parties trying to get inside the other's head and maximize what they get out of the encounter. Dali can read people in these situations, which helps her ability to find good deals for both parties.
"Constantly looking to buy make-up and new vinyls will certainly help you with that."
Gambling-- She believes this is what helps her in gambling. Despite the usual stereotype of the Chinese, Dali does not have a head for numbers, her parents didn't have heads for numbers, her grand-parents were bad at numbers-- one of her ancestors was so bad at numbers she became a pirate! So while she'll never be an expert at counting cards, Dali does come from a family of people-readers, and encounters where someone may have even a slight tell give her a huge edge when it comes to gambling.
"Playing cards with the girls from cremation make-up and records is infinitely less costly than buying it, after all...I believe. I don't know the exact math, but I definitely save caps."
Aesthetics-- Dali has a knack for making things look... sound... be pretty! Be it in the art of make-up and figuring out what can and can't be used to emphasize certain features of one's face, improving the feng shui of a room or an outfit, or the right combination of songs to improve the mood of the vault.
"Qi rides our recycled air and scatters, but is retained when encountering the vault's recycled water."
"風水."
DJing-- This relates to her work and her '6th sense' of what just... works, aesthetically. Years of practice, listening and a natural musical ear have melded her into a very good DJ.
"I don't want to brag, but my spinning has netted me a few... fans."
Acrobatics-- Dali's parent made her take up gymnastics as a hobby when she was still a small child. She hasn't kept up with it as her job and life have demanded more and more of her, but she still possesses above average agility, which is further boosted by her naturally small frame.
"I was never one afraid to dodge the sensitive issues."
Allegiance (former or current)_ Vault 81 (former) The greater good, through SCIENCE! (current) Shih Wu-Cheng Daiyu "Dali" (current)
Race_ Modified Miss Nanny
Sex_ Modified female programming (Miss Nanny)
Age_ Well over 200 years
Inventory_ Bowler Hat Built in armaments and utilities (such as the condensation collector) Many of Miss Wu-Cheng's vital supplies (hygienic, cosmetic, medical and hormonal synthesizers, changes of garments, sleeping bags, etc.)
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