Honestly I don't meet the Yanks all that much regularly. I have a couple friends who I see semi frequently, and they're obviously ok. The Americans here at Hexbear are super cool. Since Covid lockdowns are breaking, I've been seeing more of them randomly. And in the conversations with them, I'm seeing a lot of mean-ish comments along the lines of "haha, you did something I'm not used to".

For example, in the past month, I've gotten called out for:

  • asking a guy at a literal commie beer event if he was a "comrade"
  • using the metric system
  • moving away from a boring conversation topic by asking a person what their job is, without a good convo transition
  • saying colonisation changed African countries
  • saying conservatives care more about aesthetics
  • joking that I pray to Lenin every morning (thank you lib for pointing out that this isn't what socialism is)

Honestly sarcasm is good and fine with friends. Like, if the love is clearly there, then ya tease me a bit. Dunno, but it feels like these people treat conversations as a competitive sport. Oh ya, these people are all massive libs as well.

  • ButtBidet [he/him]
    ·
    2 years ago

    There is a form of anglo masculine friendship that involves covering over any real emotional intimacy with almost constant jokes and jockeying for clout.

    Ya I have no patience for this nowadays. Thank you to leftism (and feminism) for pointing this out, so I can avoid it.

    • throwmunist [any]
      ·
      2 years ago

      Same thing for me. Just like your comment. Thanks for writing it!

      I'm not very "sensory" and intimate with my relations, but I always encourage it and never treat people's emotions as a joke.

      I used to think I wasn't a "very touch and feel person", but a lot of that had to do with social programming. (I'm still not very touchy, but that has to do with consent (knowing I'll be touched), personality of the other person and my sensory issues.) Kinda like "being Rational" is for internetizens. It was a way to project what I wanted to be as a way to cope with not having my emotional needs met (nor the abilities to meet them!). The same goes for smiling and other very normal human things that for some reason our society pathologized.

      All my homies hate is a strong word, it gives you gastritis disapprove of toxic masculinity.