Not everyone, but bit by bit the community could be built, just as it happened on Reddit. We already have the members of the Women’s Stuff community to start with.

I’m just not sure if Lemmy has private communities in the first place. I’m tech literate in the way all Millennials somewhat are, but by Lemmy standards I’m ignorant. I really don’t know much about the ins and outs of making communities here. If even direct messages aren’t truly private (by the nature of federation), I’m not sure if a private community is possible?

Not in my experience, nope. I’ve seen and made serious comments, I’ve seen and made joke comments, and haven’t had any issue with either. I haven’t witnessed any one upmanship either, and overall I feel like people here are less judgemental than on other sites. Users here seem more likely to recognize that we’re all people behind screens, trying to contribute to a community, rather than targets for misplaced anger. Owning up to mistakes or being wrong seems to be met with understanding, provided that we do so in a civilized way. Overall, this place seems pretty chill compared to anywhere else online.

At least, that’s been my experience.

The only thing I miss about Reddit was a secret women’s only sub that you could only access by invitation. At one point I got invited and, my god, it was an amazing little space. I posted things there that would’ve been flooded by pervs if I’d posted them on the mainstream site. Like a picture of someone floating in bliss and saying something like, “How my boobs feel when I go swimming.”

The Women Only community here is good, but I really wish it were more private. Although I haven’t seen as many guys getting weird about comments from my perspective on Lemmy as I did on Reddit, it would be wonderful to have an actual private space where we didn’t have to worry about guys coming in, not reading the rules, and commenting anyway.

Interesting. I’ve never ridden in a tram, they don’t exist in the parts of the country I’ve lived in.

Finland is the true MAGA-Fanboy of the EU

I can see it. I mean, replace the knife with a gun and this guy looks angry enough to fit right in:

[Source: Scandinavia and the World https://satwcomic.com/]

Huh, I’ve never been in public transportation where opening a window was an option. All the trains and public buses I’ve been on (in the U.S.) have windows that are permanently shut.

The hardcore christians don’t dominate everywhere equally. You’ll hear much more religious fervor in southern and rural areas, generally. The hardcore christians are also the loudest, so where they do reside, they’ll be speaking over anyone who disagrees with them.

I’ve never been a cheater, and as far as I know I haven’t been cheated on. However, I did hook up with a guy who I later found out was married. Not only married, but he’d just had a baby with his wife. As soon as I learned that, I shut that shit down.

He argued, “Just cuz I’m married doesn’t mean I shouldn’t have a little fun.” Bruh, you’re digging yourself a deeper hole. I brought up his infant daughter, and he gave no shits.

Just when I thought he couldn’t get slimier, he went and floated a fantasy of having both me and my mom (he knew her from a previous job.) Yeah. Seriously. I went zero contact from there.

Dude still messages me out of the blue every few months despite me never responding. I wish I knew his wife’s name and had a way to contact her, but in the meantime I haven’t blocked him on the off chance I’ll be able to share all his crap with her someday.

I remember middle school computer class, using Mavis Beacon to learn to type. We had a list of game sites on the board that we were encouraged to check out if we finished our work early. Since we had to be quiet, my friends and I would go on Neopets and message each other from across the room.

I also remember, after having completed the class, the school deciding to update their security and they banned all the sites that were on that board. Such a stupid decision, it’s not like kids were on the computers at all unless they had their teachers’ permission. There’s no way it was interfering with anyone’s class time.

I have no idea what subsequent computer classes were to do in their downtime, but I imagine it became a lot harder to keep a class of 12 year olds sitting quietly.

And yet we’re having shit get censored everywhere else because aDvErTiSeRs. Clearly something doesn’t add up here.

Try as I might, I can’t imagine it that way. Got an illustration?

That billboard thing is so true. I’ve often thought, while driving, “Man, if I were so rich that money meant nothing, I’d buy up all these billboards and cover them with forest paintings.” No words, nobody trying to sell anything to anyone. Just nature being peaceful.

Also, digital billboards with their bright-ass screens need to die, like, yesterday. It’s hard enough to preserve one’s night vision with headlights the way they are, we don’t need billboards beaming like the sun.

FIFA ball does not look happy

I haven’t watched The Beverly Hillbillies lately, but the nursing home I worked at had DVDs of I Love Lucy. It still holds up, in my opinion.

As to classic, old shows that feel out of place today, I’d have to go with Looney Tunes and similar early cartoons. Even watching them as a kid, the violence and sexism felt really weird to me. A lot of the “humor” came from physical violence or cross-dressing honey pots, which felt tired, repetitive, and not funny to child-me.

Then a lot of those old shows had stories that involved two male characters fighting over a female character. I remember thinking, “What is this? If two guys started a fist fight over me, I wouldn’t swoon over the winner, I’d walk away from both of them for being violent at the drop of a hat.”

Kid, excitedly jumping around the room: “The floor is lava!”

Parent: “You know, Billy, if the floor were really made of lava, jumping from furniture to furniture wouldn’t really help you. The volcanic gases alone would be enough to suffocate you. The heat would be no picnic either. You’d be suffering in agony until your final, searing breath.”

Kid stops jumping and stares emptily off into the distance: “I … I think I’m gonna go play alone in my room now.”