And what made it suck so bad?
I went to a wedding and their theme was polisci. The officiant was an ex-Obama campaign manager. I didn't know anyone except the groom and I got stuck at the one table with a British guy.
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Well shit, I just wanted to score a cheap dunk because I didn't think anyone would know him and I thought I could get away with dramatizing it. Now I feel bad because I actually had a really good time and the British dude was so nice that we made plans to go hiking the next time he's in the US...
Edit: are you the guy he sat me next to at poker night because we're both socially awkward communists?
Double edit: WAIT did you ever sleep on my couch in college? Or on that floor mattress in the living room? Did I take a picture of you at the wedding and send it to people from our college town with the caption "spotted - xoxo gossip girl"?
I was at a party with some Uni kids I knew in a big city and what made the party suck so bad was me. I was still in the alt-right pipeline and behaved like
most of the time. This party was full of people with unconventional sexualities and genders (which I was too dumb to pick up on) and even though nothing "political" came up, it seemed like they knew I was on my way to fascism. I was uncomfortable, but I didn't figure out why until like a whole year later. Decided to turn around when I realized why I wasn't getting invited to stuff anymore.Worthy self critique and reflection you did there though. I applaud you for that.
It definitely takes action and time to be recognized. One of the local VVN-BdA people I know did get away from literally being a fascist (parents were aligned to Nazi orgs and send their kids into nazi summer camps) when he was 18 over the last 10-20 years and now is an antifascist with a track record. Did take some amount of time to garner trust though and quite a bit of work I guess.
How long ago (roughly) was the experience you wrote about?
10 years ago soon enough.
Long enough for me to get the picture that none of those people will ever see anything I do as acceptible. Hell, one of them is even married to a mask-off, owns a trench knife with a swastika on it, real life Nazi, but God forbid anyone ever confront him about it.
I can't really think of any bad parties i've been to, plenty of boring ones, but never really ones that sucked. The most memorable party i've ever been to resulted in the host's parents breaking up, and his mother ended up sleeping with his best friend.
Does a "Futurology" conference count as a party?
Having Department of Defense ghouls and their Raytheon and Lockheed-Martin contractors next to the weirdly occult-like on-stage microchipping demonstration (there was some blood, too) and seeing frustratingly-comfortable-looking rich fucks mingling with their sycophantic lower-rung tech workers and seriously discussing out loud what they imagined they might do with all of eternity to practice Manifest Destiny in space told me once and for all that future speculation as a hobby was thoroughly bought, sold, and traded by the monsters that are making the future a worsening nightmare as you read this.
Was the only person who went to a public school going to a party hosted and populated by private schoolers. Was super weird and white bread, no underage drinking or drugs which I was pretty used to at that point, though it was super clear most were carrying as much as anyone I would have known, we ended up playing some Apples to Apples before I imagine most of the others broke up to go to other better parties.
Lol I went to the college version of thisonce, where it was hosted by a bunch of students at a fancy NE liberal arts school. There was a lot of drinking but everything was weirdly ritualized and like dorky. Also, it was very clear that most of the people looked down on anyone from a poorer family.
I did make some friends from another public uni after we took some tequila shots together, so it wasn't all bad.
The best party I've ever been too was my friend's bar mitzvah in middle school. It was at a swanky hotel and it had a DJ and it was super cool. Worst dinner party I ever went to was with these people I barely knew through a friend of mine, staunch republicans, anyway after dinner they watched fucking youtube videos and I bounced. The wine was shitty too.
Right wing people organized it, had an invite through a friend, didn't know who those people were, quickly got into a shouting match when the organizers tried to shit talk women, foreigners and concluded by trying to defend the achievements of Nazi Germany (but honestly from their cloth it was clear stuff like that would happen fast).
Couple of others left with me. The too-overt Nazi got excluded from the party organizer group (so that only respectable racism and fascism would remain). One of the remaining organizers ended up becoming a member of parliament in my state for 8 years. Now he is a "respectable" (read less openly racist) entrepreneur who owns a company that builds single family homes as well as a few communal buildings and only hires white male German people for management / supervisory roles and had a gig constructing side buildings of temporary migrant deportation camps. He did inherit enough from his grandfather who was involved with the SS and forced labour to start his company.
The Baltic Chain like 2 years ago. Didn't exactly know what it was and it happened some time before :ukkkraine: . Turns out it was some fash event. A 600-kilometer long trail of :honk-enraged: :anti-cracker-aktion: :lmayo: :honk: crumbs basically.
I atoned by reading What Is To Be Done and Blackshirts and Reds. Also made the :eSStonia-burning: logo some time after.
One time I went to a party for a bunch of theatre types. They started to acapella.
Birthday party for a friend that I didn't really like's rich girlfriend and all her friends and I didn't know any of them because they were all from her school - the only redeeming thing was that there was an open bar but they didn't even serve anything good
