My Dnd Party Has Run Into An Npc Who May Or May Not Be Evil And May Or May Not Decide To Betray Us And

advice from dad

So, my Dad is a 73-year-old Mexican man who has lived here since he was 16. He was in Watts during the riots in 1965; in 1992, when I was in LA, as soon as the Rodney King verdict was announced, he called me, told me what was coming, told me how to stay safe. He has survived horrible living conditions, being kidnapped, physical abuse, prejudice, discrimination. He learned English, got his green card, pays his taxes, works hard, and has three daughters. 

I thought he would be devastated today.

But he wasn’t.

He saw that I was sad and angry, and he asked me why, pretending he had no idea. I almost started crying. And then he said, “no se me chicopale.” 

It means, don’t lose heart. Don’t give in to despair.

I asked him why he wasn’t upset.

He said, basically, “The world has always been this way. There are always people who are afraid, who are racist, who are awful. This is not new. And it will never go away. He won. We can’t do anything about that. All we can do is what we can do. Fight for what matters to us. Take care of each other. And don’t lose heart. And here, I got these unsalted cashews for you and a bag of jamaica drink mix and can you show me how to use the new washing machine because it’s not working.”

And, for reasons I can’t articulate, I feel a little better. 

OP did, in fact, know what they were doing. They got Greek god lore wrong on Tumblr and now have 72k notes in 2 days.

They don’t know shit about the Greek gods, but they certainly knew how to get engagement lmao

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

I can’t remember if I’ve ever posted about this but I do local theater from time to time and I’ve gotten to know a lot of people in that small world because of it. So somewhere along the way I made it a tradition to send one of these back stage before show to the actors if I happen to know them. The awkward part is when I go to thrift stores and stand in the toy isle looking for cheap dolls. I’m going to a show this evening.

You’re a daycare worker, watching over toddlers, when the imminent end of the world is announced. It becomes increasingly clear none of the kids’ parents are going to show up as the end inches nearer.

i hate when the teacher’s like “write about a bad time in your life” like i ain’t tryna get a social worker up my ass, thanks tho fam

If you live in a red state/red district and have never contacted your Republican reps before, now is a golden time to start. Y'all know liberal talking points won't phase them, so you need to be calling/emailing and speaking their language. Demand to know why the Republicans are soft on crime with Trump pardoning the Jan 6ers. Demand to know why Republicans hate Christian values by their attacking the Catholic Church. Demand to know why your tax payer money is going to incarcerate illegal immigrants in prisons. Gulf of America? More like why not the Gulf of Lower Egg Prices?

Call them. Most importantly, speak their language.

there are pieces of your soul in everything you write dipshit thats how creation works

quiz enjoyers! i am now inviting you to come create something in my workshop❕