• Björn@swg-empire.de
    2·
    4 hours ago

    Reminds me of the time when I was at a really great Easter party where we had a huge fire and roasted a whole pig on a spit.

    And more importantly distilled our own plum schnaps with a crazy contraption made out of an enormous pan (1 to 1.5 metres in diameter) filled with water and swimming in that an equally enormous pot filled with the plums and a thermometer at the top attached to some pipes leading to a bowl to collect the schnaps. Two guys watched the thermometer like hawks and adjusted the temperature by either putting more logs on the fire or filling new water into the pan.

    I’ve never drank a more pure alcoholic beverage in my life and recon I never will. It tasted awesome and provided this absolutely clear buzz you can only dream of. The next day I didn’t have even a hint of a headache. No hangover whatsoever. It was magical.

    It was all in all a very good time with my friends. I had a great party.

    So, I debated whether I should tell my mother about it. Distilling your own alcohol is illegal after all, for very good reasons. And she tends to be more on the fearful side. But in the end I decided to tell her anyways because I had such a good time.

    And I told her about my initial reluctance to tell her about it. She looked me straight in the eyds and said: “Dude, I’m Norwegian!”

    If you don’t know, alcohol is very expensive in Norway so basically every Norwegian knows how to distill their own. Of course it’s illegal there as well. Probably even more than in Germany. But I bet they even learn in school how to do it. If not from teachers then definitely from other students.

  • warbond@lemmy.world
    35·
    15 hours ago

    Well when your kid tells you a funny story about how they almost died doing something very stupid that they thought was funny, are you supposed to laugh along with them?

  • WesternInfidels@feddit.onlineEnglish
    14·
    15 hours ago

    Where is the line between 1) dealing with our frustrations with these fascist murder clowns by rendering them as trivial and ridiculous, and 2) normalizing these fascist murder clowns by making them funny and relatable?

    I don’t know the answer.

    • hansolo@lemmy.today
      1·
      6 hours ago

      The line is the lecture. The trait of talking for an hour and teaching nothing and saying nothing of value. It’s only for the parent to feel good about themselves. Pure ego stroking.

      I’ve been lectured at for hours. Literally none of it meant anything other than “this person don’t actually know shit and really wants to make sure I know that, too.”