lol … this is a great thread for this kind of stuff for me. I’m Indigenous Ojibway-Cree from northern Ontario and I grew up with these stories.
My uncle was born the raised in the bush for about the first 20 years of his life without much. This would be about a hundred years ago now. He said he learned to hunt and trap before his family could use firearms so he knew how to live out there.
He used to tell us stories of how our people used to have a ceremony called the ‘shaking tent’. It’s a small little shelter about four or five feet high where an Elder, spirit leader or shaman would go in, go into a trance and be able to communicate with the spirits or other shamans far away or even see family, friends or enemies. When we told my uncle about the internet, he wasn’t surprised, he used to say, our people were already doing that a long time ago.
I remember one story he repeated often when we were kids. It was about how a young man upset a leading shaman who was too proud and boastful and the young man called him out. The shaman told him he was wrong to do that and that he was being warned that the young man was no in danger. The young man went away from them all with his family and days away and hundreds of miles away he went about his life. Late one night as they sat around his teepee resting … a sudden flash appeared and a spear appeared out of thin air … the young man was swift, caught the spear mid air and threw it back into the light. They said that mitchi-mindoo, the evil spirits were playing tricks again.
Months later, they learned that the shaman that had threatened him had suddenly died. They were told that he was found in his shaking tent one day with a spear in his chest.
I always just ignored this story as a kid … but a few years before my uncle died, he repeated the story to me. He said the young man was his father, my grandfather and that he claimed that he remembered as a little child seeing that flash of light.
I was never able to really believe or disbelieve what he said or what he claimed. It was my uncle who was full of stories like this and we could never really ever tell if what he said was truth, legend, historical fact or just embellishment.
That may be true I do live in a techie area in Colorado however I applied for similar jobs in the past without a degree with no contact back. Literally the only difference is the degree.
My school did help me create a resume that seems to function better with the systems in place by employers to where hot words pop out better.
I’m curious to know what your degree is in. I’m not disagreeing with you, but I think many young people are mislead into believing that just getting a degree will be a ticket to financial freedom, but what type of degree a person gets does matter
I live in the middle of a forest in the middle of nowhere. After living in over 20 cities in 4 countries, over 13 years - I am very done with city life. We started out here with a patch of untouched forest and lived the first 14ish months fully off-grid. I’m talking like - getting water from the creek in buckets and chopping down enough trees to make room for our trailer to live in off-grid.
We have mains power and starlink now, but remote is definitely the right word for our situation. The nearest human is about 5km away most of the year, with the occasional hunter in the fall and camper in the summer.
Now all I need to do is build another shed so that we can buy two big freezers and take the town trip frequency down to quarterly instead of monthly :)
I was surprised by how nervous some of the people who visited me from the city were when I lived in a slightly rural area. It wasn’t even that remote - I had a neighbor across the street! Telling people that there were no bears and a lot less crime didn’t convince them to relax.
A moonless night away from any artificial light is dark. Can’t-see-your-own-feet dark, and also so quiet that you start hearing a lot of noises that you aren’t used to hearing. It’s really unsettling. But of course I just carried a flashlight.
Believe me, I miss it too. I actually grew up in a big city, moved to a rural area for work, and then had to move back to that same big city. Crowding, noise, smells, terrible commutes - all the bad stuff about city living that I just took for granted before bothers me constantly now. I fantasize about being back on my own land with my own house, my own pickup truck, my own trees, and no strangers. All the people I care about are in the big city, they refuse to leave, and ultimately being close to them is more important to me, but I really wish they were country folk.
It’s not that dark once your eyes adjust. Use a ranger trick and keep one eye closed as you enter and exit light pollution and your closed eye will stay light adjusted.
What are you talking about, ads were far worse back in the 90s /2000. Were you even using the Internet back then? Couldn’t block them and things like infinite pop ups were rampant, if you didn’t have a firewall setup and anti virus, your entire Windows 98 setup could be wrecked in minutes just being online
It’s just such a common misconception that there was no ads in the ‘old Internet’, that’s all I was pointing out. There seems to be a nostalgic false memory that Internet back then didn’t have ads which is hilarious if you were there to see what it was like
Yeah, because if anything is better than granular data harvesting, it was ActiveX scripts wreaking havoc on your machine just by opening a webpage, disguised as ads.
The other day I put some pants on that were on the floor. I reached into the pocket and felt something move on my hand. I beat the shit out of my own thigh for 30 seconds, fuck you brown recluse!
I asked where people who don’t understand the reference come from. That was my question, so I can understand better what places haven’t heard the rhyme before.
I didn’t know that this one specifically was centered on the United States and Canada before looking it up.
Bro what the fuck kinda question is “uh I just wanted to know what places didn’t know this saying?” Throw a dart at a map, I’ll guarantee it lands in a place that never heard of it.
Uh. There are plenty of things that tons of people know about, and plenty of things that only one country is aware of. You’ll never know until you ask.
There are over one billion English speakers on this planet and only 1/3 of them are American, where the rhyme originates. So an American asking someone who has never heard the song before where they’re from is a valid question for the other 700,000 English speaking humans from the 8+ countries where English is the most common language.
The billion figure is including non-native speakers who mostly don’t learn rhymes. Also, a billion minus 1/3 is 700,000? Let’s put it this way. If I posted about a rhyme in French, would it make sense to say “Oh, really you don’t know this saying? Where are you from?” Any place that doesn’t speak french is the answer.
Well maybe he wanted to know if this was a thing in for example the UK, NZ, Australia, South Africa, India, etc. That’s a valid question. Also, maybe give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he meant 700,000,000.
Well maybe he wanted to know if this was a thing in for example the UK, NZ, Australia, South Africa, India, etc. That’s a valid question. Also, maybe give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he meant 700,000,000.
“Over one billion” - the current number is around 1.1 billion, so if my napkin math is correct that’s 1,100,000 x 0.66 = 726,000. Close enough for the girls I go with.
If you’ve ever learned a foreign language, especially in primary school, one of the first things you learn are nursery rhymes. I remember my French professor singing Frère Jacques to the class on day one of college.
Pretty much every country in Central and South America and a few islands in the Caribbean speak Spanish. They don’t speak the same Spanish dialect as Spain, nor do they generally speak the same dialect as countries that border them. Languages evolve, and language alone doesn’t typically inform things like nursery rhymes, culture does.
So congratulations, you’re ignorant in three different languages.
I think they’re implying that English being the lingua-franca has made many monolingual English speakers forget that most of the world does not speak English as a first language, and those people are unlikely to be familiar with a children’s rhyme written in English.
It would be nice if mobile browsers/apps would convert them. When I save a webp and want to share it… Whelp, can’t do that - doesn’t even show up in the list of images.
I do when its posted to something like Lemmy or Hacker News, if the things you’re posting would interest those kinds of communities you’d at least have a small audience
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