I dunno, I heard “Afternoon Delight” as a kid and the meaning of the words went way over my head. Hell, for the longest time I thought they were singing “Happy movie night”. Never occurred to me until much later that they were talking about sex.
Of course there’s Jackson Browne’s song “Rosie”. I had that LP for years, and finally I was listening to it and slapped my damn head and said out loud, “He’s singing to his own right hand. Isn’t he.”
There's actually a magazine called "them"? I always used that as a title for "Us",
The last time I read any of those periodicals was in the late 70s, when the New Yorker excerpted the first chapter of "The Great Glass Elevator".
Sure. When I was growing up butter was considered like heart attack in a stick. My parents never bought it, thinking that they were avoiding health problems. Only ever had it on Passover, when corn or soy oil margarine was prohibited. (The smell of frying butter still says Passover to me, more so even than the matzos.)
Then we found out that margarine is worse... When I took Chem 2 in college, circa 1991, the professor told us "After you take this course, you're never going to want to eat again, because you'll know too much about what's in your food. Forget the butter vs. margarine arguments, I have professional colleagues who put nothing but pure corn oil on their bread."
Just as "Good morning" is a greeting and "Good day" is a farewell.
I did once work with a Tamil guy who would begin conversations with "Good night", but he wasn't a native speaker of English. (He would also ask people on the phone "What is your good name?" which I thought was cute.)
Bravo. I have to save that one.
If I wake up tomorrow and believe that I'm a chicken, I'd expect treatment for my mental illness, not species affirming care that involves gluing feathers on me and teaching me to lay eggs.
The funniest thing about all this?
The actual birth defect that finasteride causes, is that it block methylation of testosterone to alpha-methyl-testosterone, which is the hormone responsible for the development of male primary sexual characteristics in utero.
Male fetuses exposed to this kind of thing, in the exact part of pregnancy where the sex is differentiated (I forget exactly how many days in) will result in what looks like a girl being born, with internal male gonads but female external genitalia, possibly with what looks like a slightly enlarged clitoris, which will suddenly grow at puberty to look like a slightly smaller penis.
This is the (extremely rare) edge case (“assigned female at birth”) that they use to justify “transitioning” in the general populace, who do not have this disorder.
You’d think they would want this to happen more often, so as to justify what they advocate.
Been done already. Phantom Edit
I was watching a video from the Redneck Restorations guy, who found a '66 Chevy Biscayne sedan with the 396 abandoned in a field, and was trying to overhaul it.
I was watching with the CC turned on. He said "I don't have any tranny fluid, I'ma pour in some 5W30. What part of 'redneck' don't you understand?" and they put up there "any [...] fluid". The only other word they did that to was "fuck". Shows what they think of that particular word, I guess.
Placebo (from Latin: "I shall please") is the generic name. Brand name was "Cebocap". Fancy looking capsuiles, one side blue, the other side clear, with lots of little dots inside. Active ingredients, per the manufacturer, were sugar and starch.
I had a patient taking those once, back when I was an intern. Doctor had told her it was a narcotic, and she not only had relief of her pain from them, she didn't even have withdrawal symptoms after taking massive amounts of Vicodin for long enough to have been well and truly hooked. We had to be very careful what we said to this patient. That kinda thing would never fly today when you can look things up instantly on your phone, but back in the 90s you could get away with more.
Not to mention, by the time of the end of the Third Age, those distinctions had mostly vanished to assimilation. Tooks were described as being a little more Fallohidish than most, but by that point in the history, they were just ... hobbits. They didn't segregate themselves by subspecies anymore, if they ever did.
Be a shame if one of those girls accidentally kicked him in the nadgers while swimming. If he was really a girl, there wouldn't be anything there to kick.