if we’re basing my speculation on actual (recent) experience i think it’s safe to say that out of all explored human subcultures i have the least chance of understanding whatever interpersonal phenomena happens out in the country. a three-legged dog hobbles into a saloon. i slip further into the incomprehensible void. “it was just a joke!” a voice echoes from somewhere in the american outback but it’s TOO LATE
What did you mean when you wrote "names are power..." when you commented on a post about middle names? I would like you to elaborate please.