Yeah, I gotta get with the times.

Joining a white supremecy group; it’s the new “I had an affair with a minor of the same sex and deny all of it.”

While reading that headline, I was expecting either:

a) resigned after being arrested for blowing coke up other men’s bums in late-night park orgy.
b) resigns after claims of sexual assault on students still learning their ABCs.

It’s usually something like that with these people.

I feel like that’s most of you. Both sides—I mean, fact that two sides even exist is enough—just kind of sit around waiting to be told what to think by your feeds.

I’ve called people out on here for peddling bullshit, “Well the right do it and we won’t win by being nice.”

WHAT?!

Meanwhile a bunch of users nomnomnomming up the content.

It’s such a weird country.

Kind of why you only see stuff on Lemmy that supports a specific view and bias and never challenges it. This is a place for circlejerking, not some common ground of diverse political views and interests. We only post content here that brings release, ensuring

Edit: Oh go on then, change my mind. At least where I’m from—any developed nation in the world you can think of—I can say that without worrying about someone from my “tribe” shooting me in the neck.

I knew it! The .ml gang are massive Trump fans.

Yeah, definitely. He understood well that it was an ecosystem of its own. It was all “business” which I think is why he was very well respected by these people, the workers of the industry, and politicians. The job was to ensure goods flowed in and out so a few million people had food in their cities and towns, and he did that job very well. If he didn’t, his career would be over by whoever deemed it.

He told me once, to paraphrase, “It’s all chaos and mayhem until you realise it’s a school of fish. You just swim with them and it’s all good. Do it properly and you can steer all the fish in the right direction so everyone stays safe.”

My father worked in something similar, heading operations of a prominent logistical hub. There was a lot of gang interferences and different gangs trying to take control. If they controlled the hub, it was easy to use it for trafficking and boost profits. He had arrangements with one crime group that were “the good guys”—as good as you can get—that in turn axted as muscle to keep other groups out.

They didn’t extort, but they did ask to essentially look the other way and in turn they will handle any hostilities of other groups.

Just before he retired, a group went for a bit push. The federal authorities were useless at handling it effectively, and the main group sorted it all out. He had his car torched out the front of his house, and the other group then had people watching and protecting him and his street 24/7. The authorities knew, but couldn’t do as good a job at keeping him safe as the power struggle happened.

I had met some of these men when I was younger. Good, kind, Italian gentlemen that spoke a lot of praise of my father and were like old friends. But he had told me that they are ruthless and that he’d have to be careful around them because they’d just “take out” my father’s problems for him even if he had never mentioned them.

It was a very interesting underbelly to see, but it just worked. He’d managed to keep it as peaceful as it could be by understanding, “Yes, this will happen” but politically handling it as “Minimise it as much as possible.”