Well, I've gone through quite a few interesting stages in my life, and at one time I was living in a very conservative Muslim country (of my own free will) and experienced the still small voice telling me to convert, and I did (of my own free will). At the time I was working in an office as the locally-hired employee for a project managed by an American engineering company under the auspices of the national power authority.
And I was the only woman there.
The Americans were highly bemused by my conversion and the locals were very moved by it, and the guys began calling me their sister and greeting me warmly every day, and the self-appointed prayer imam was particularly attentive, and every time he encountered me he shook my hand.
One day he told me to cover my head.
And I asked him, and I paraphrase now, who the hell he thought he was to tell me to cover my head when he went so far in flouting the tenets of the faith as to shake my hand every day?
Shut him up permanently.
Narrator's Epilogue: She no longer adheres to any dogmatic faith, though the Chabad rabbi who heard my story of conversion laughed and informed me that nothing can make me un-Jewish.
I live in New Zealand. I haven't been personally narked on (that I know of) but turned into a societal problem here in 2020-2021. Not just our moron prime minister. She was only the tip of the iceberg.
The way the public, including the nasty, unlikeable, low-IQ karen brigade, turned into hall monitors sickened me. I still can't look at the general public without deep contempt and mistrust. Had things gone a little further they'd have joyfully helped load me (I'm unvaxxed) into a train car.
Meanwhile, I haven't even pretended to care about masks since the beginning of the year. Nobody's yet asked me for an exemption, or given me any grief over it. I guess I don't give off that kind of vibe.
Hmm. I'm not sure if I've ever been nudged by the busy bodies so I probably get an F on my answer. I've been a rebel for most of my life. Usually, when I sense that busybody nudge, I do the opposite. Sometimes with disastrous consequences. I was addicted to crack cocaine in my mid 20s. No law, no busybody, no rule was about to stop me from getting something I wanted (and thought I needed). So, because of the laws, rules and busybodies, I would risk my very life going to one of the most dangerous areas in the city I lived in, in hopes that I could score a rock. Sometimes I would get a chunk of soap, sometimes I would give my money and the dealer who knew they had a live one would take the money and run, literally. And sometimes I ended up in a car full of dangerous criminals with guns and God knows what. So, the way I see the busybodies is from another perspective. In their zeal to *force* people to do what they think is best, they often steer them towards a more dangerous, or even deadly option. Human beings are just what they are. If we want something, we're going to figure out a way to get it. Nothing will stand in our way. It amazes me that with all of the evidence that more rules, laws, and edicts don't ever stop most people from doing exactly what they want to do (even in prison!) that busybodies still waste their time telling people what they can't do with, in most cases, *zero* effect on the "problem" at hand. As I've grown older and wiser, I've found that the things that affect what I choose for myself have nothing to do with a law made up by a busybody, but by honest reporting, education, and facts about the issue at hand. And I think, if we're honest, that approach works with most of the human population as long as they have a functioning brain. Interesting post!
Well, I've gone through quite a few interesting stages in my life, and at one time I was living in a very conservative Muslim country (of my own free will) and experienced the still small voice telling me to convert, and I did (of my own free will). At the time I was working in an office as the locally-hired employee for a project managed by an American engineering company under the auspices of the national power authority.
And I was the only woman there.
The Americans were highly bemused by my conversion and the locals were very moved by it, and the guys began calling me their sister and greeting me warmly every day, and the self-appointed prayer imam was particularly attentive, and every time he encountered me he shook my hand.
One day he told me to cover my head.
And I asked him, and I paraphrase now, who the hell he thought he was to tell me to cover my head when he went so far in flouting the tenets of the faith as to shake my hand every day?
Shut him up permanently.
Narrator's Epilogue: She no longer adheres to any dogmatic faith, though the Chabad rabbi who heard my story of conversion laughed and informed me that nothing can make me un-Jewish.
I live in New Zealand. I haven't been personally narked on (that I know of) but turned into a societal problem here in 2020-2021. Not just our moron prime minister. She was only the tip of the iceberg.
The way the public, including the nasty, unlikeable, low-IQ karen brigade, turned into hall monitors sickened me. I still can't look at the general public without deep contempt and mistrust. Had things gone a little further they'd have joyfully helped load me (I'm unvaxxed) into a train car.
Meanwhile, I haven't even pretended to care about masks since the beginning of the year. Nobody's yet asked me for an exemption, or given me any grief over it. I guess I don't give off that kind of vibe.
Hmm. I'm not sure if I've ever been nudged by the busy bodies so I probably get an F on my answer. I've been a rebel for most of my life. Usually, when I sense that busybody nudge, I do the opposite. Sometimes with disastrous consequences. I was addicted to crack cocaine in my mid 20s. No law, no busybody, no rule was about to stop me from getting something I wanted (and thought I needed). So, because of the laws, rules and busybodies, I would risk my very life going to one of the most dangerous areas in the city I lived in, in hopes that I could score a rock. Sometimes I would get a chunk of soap, sometimes I would give my money and the dealer who knew they had a live one would take the money and run, literally. And sometimes I ended up in a car full of dangerous criminals with guns and God knows what. So, the way I see the busybodies is from another perspective. In their zeal to *force* people to do what they think is best, they often steer them towards a more dangerous, or even deadly option. Human beings are just what they are. If we want something, we're going to figure out a way to get it. Nothing will stand in our way. It amazes me that with all of the evidence that more rules, laws, and edicts don't ever stop most people from doing exactly what they want to do (even in prison!) that busybodies still waste their time telling people what they can't do with, in most cases, *zero* effect on the "problem" at hand. As I've grown older and wiser, I've found that the things that affect what I choose for myself have nothing to do with a law made up by a busybody, but by honest reporting, education, and facts about the issue at hand. And I think, if we're honest, that approach works with most of the human population as long as they have a functioning brain. Interesting post!