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Don't let "blue" cities tell you what you can and can't do. There are no blue states, only blue cities. Good on those kids.

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>The crack of gunfire was heard across the shooting range as kids, ranging from 8 to 18, concentrated on their targets, their .22 rifles held as steady as possible. Their expressions were serious, their attention zeroed in on the black dots they were aiming at. Once everyone had shot their designated rounds, the range officials declared the range closed. The gravel crunched underfoot as the contestants went to inspect their targets.

Don't let "blue" cities tell you what you can and can't do. There are no blue states, only blue cities. Good on those kids. Archive: https://archive.today/F86i5 From the post: >>The crack of gunfire was heard across the shooting range as kids, ranging from 8 to 18, concentrated on their targets, their .22 rifles held as steady as possible. Their expressions were serious, their attention zeroed in on the black dots they were aiming at. Once everyone had shot their designated rounds, the range officials declared the range closed. The gravel crunched underfoot as the contestants went to inspect their targets.

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I don't think I could have done it at 8, but 10 for sure. At 10 I outgrew my bike, asked my parents for a new one. They told me "get a job". So I lied about my age (had to be 12 to get a paper route) and started making money. When I had enough (I think it was about $120) I bought a new bike. It came in a box and needed to be assembled. I got it home, asked my dad for help and was told "figure it out". So I did. Struggled for a bit but got through it and felt fucking great for having done so.

You know what is extra sad about kids not being able to learn new things today? They have 24/7 access to any knowledge and instructional video showing them step by step how to do everything, and they still can't do it. We had to know someone and convince them to help, wait for the library to be open and hoped they had the book in that was needed, or figure it out the hard way. Imagine what our generation could have done if half-way through growing up, the internet as it is now was dropped on us.

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God damn it. Just nailed it and made my week.

I don't need any of the stupid pieces of paper on the wall that show I know how to do what I do. I learned all of that on my own and then went on to teach others.

Do not fear what you don't know. Embrace it and learn. You have the knowledge of the human race at your fingertips. Stop being lazy and stop being scared of messing up. Everyone fucks up sometimes.

Damn near everything I know I learned on my own. Most of it from a book. The rest of it from someone that knew more than me and a little bit of it from random people on the internet that either wrote about it or in the modern times made a video on it.

I wrote a LOT of stuff a long while back on how to fix a bunch of tech things and it was very popular. The only thing I got from it was knowing a few hundred thousand people read something I wrote. Good enough, If you learned something then that is cool.

Now everyone wants to be a "content creator" (stupid videos). Do something fucking useful with your life. FFS.

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Lol I used to write those books too. I even bound them by sewing them (pissed my mom off by breaking a few of her good needles lol). The reason I did that was because everyone always asked me to how to things, and after a while, I figured out how much time I was wasting talking someone through things, so I made very detailed manuals on things I figured out, giving specific reasons why to do things and hiw wrong things will go if you do it another way. Someone would ask me how to so something, I'd give them a manual and tell them to follow it. I always had older friends too. I'd listen to them talk about the stuff they were doing in school, so knee what kinds of projects I'd be doing. Then I'd keep my eye out stuff to hold onto and use later. I would record all kinds of things off of TV. Once I found out what kind of teacher I had (if they were into the environnent, politics or whatever) then I'd refer to my list of VHS tapes and know what clips I could pull from to use in a project and get an automatic good mark. I had one teacher who started off the year HATING me. I found out she was part native so every assignent I did was something along the lines of "Racism against Indians". The lowest mark I ever got was something like 92%. I didn't do any research for it, just thought about what niggers do and replaced the word niggers with natives. Lol she told me at the end of the year that I really understood the struggles of her people.

Growing up when we did, we had to come up with things to entertain our own minds, I haven't met many who did it exactly like I did, but you are pretty damn close.