• Deestan@lemmy.world
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    9 months ago

    As a european it’s always been fucking WERID how americans panic and reach for their guns at the mention of socialism.

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      9 months ago

      I mean

      There was this whole thing called the Soviet Union then there was like a missile crisis

      And there was like a group that called themselves National Socialists and they did a genocide and tried to take over a bunch of land by force

      We also had to fight a bunch of talking trees that dug tunnels because military industrial complex and heroin

      It’s definitely many layers of propaganda but as an American I definitely understand WHERE it comes from, I understand why most people here flinch at the word.

      You also gotta understand we had multiple generations in a row huffing lead gasoline so while younger millennials aren’t impacted as bad, MOST Americans are legitimately lead brained.

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        9 months ago

        It wasn’t just leaded gasoline. I was busy getting hot boxed with cigarettes in my grandparent’s leaded gasoline car before burning some asbestos, plastic cutlery, and batteries in the living room fireplace.

        Forget no seatbelts or bicycle helmets. Our chemical exposure would probably send a younger person without a built up tolerance into instant seizure.

        I also remember crimping down lead shot sinkers on my fishing line with my teeth. Good times. Good times indeed.

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      9 months ago

      In all fairness, we panic and reach for our guns at the mention of just about anything. Right this very moment, I’m pooping on company time, scared out of my wits, a nine millimeter at the ready atop my presently ankle adorning boxers.