Right now while I'm in active treatment for extensive PTSD is not the best time for people to start lying about me and setting me up as a strawman guru in opposition to their favorite religious leaders. I do not have moderate responses available.
People who want imaginary mes to scream about are exhausting at the best of times.
It would be less depressing if it were a kind of freakish one-off where I won the stupidity roulette, but no, this kind of behaviour is absolutely typical. It's why I hate the fucking politics and just want to be left alone to do my research, and frankly if ragequitting the whole damn thing is what it takes to get that....
I mean, ok, yeah, patriarchy, you're not allowed to just decide they're a waste of volume and ignore them because their social needs are axiomatically important, but patriarchy is way serious wrong about that.
I would suppose the next question is "how do you keep it from being an energy-expenditure/attrition contest", or, almost as good, keep an energy/attrition contest from being legitimate?
I have suggested to those parties who are inclined to pay attention to the erroneous declarations that they might be well-advised to reread the rules of the area, given that they contain the facts that they were ignoring.
Also that I do not have time for this bullshit, and that they should think for themselves for a change.
Local tradition originally started among a bunch of my DC area pagan friends. Attacks of significant WTF out of the blue were, uh, rewarded by blueberry goods being gifted to the unfortunate recipient of that drama meteorite by sympathetic and understanding other community members. The idea was really something like "well, if you have to put up with that craziness, at least you get to do it with delicious blueberries". So it's not always necessarily tea, that's just what gets sent to me since I like tea. Other people have had blueberry mead sent to them. I think there were a couple of other variants as well.
When I was paying attention to Asatru as a thing, you'd get a diverse range of folks.
Some subset of them were raised Baptist, or nearly, and had converted, generally through some kind of direct personal vision. They hadn't stopped being Baptists in their expectations of social norms around religion, but they'd read enough to have a (generally highly Wagnerian) view of ODHIN, CHIEF OF THE GODS and they were very big on insisting on things like the literal material existence of deity, the regular occurrence of miracles, and the necessity of a direct personal relationship with deity.
The degree to which this wasn't reconstruction, as such, almost instantly produced extreme heat and little light.
This whole go-round is so old, and it gets so tiresome. I'm sorry for any part I may played in sustaining it unreasonably, and for anything I might have done personally to upset you. :(
I just have nothing. Nothing at all. I don't have the resources to be a good mother to my children right now, because trying to treat PTSD is kind of mentally all-consuming (the treatment I'm going through has as one of its side effects major, overwhelming exhaustion, which took me a bit by surprise) and another round of This Shit Again is more of This Shit than I'm equipped for.
It's hard to keep doing my research and sharing it with the community at times like this. I wanted to ragequit the universe the last time someone wanted to set me up as a strawman guru and take pot shots at me, too, I just had the resources to pretend to be gracious about it.
Oh dear. I am reminded of that episode of Babylon 5 where G'Kar can't move for groupies following him everywhere waving statuettes of him, and he ends up leaving the station with Lyta to escape the disruption.
I am very amused by the Baptist Odinists, though. Our British ones are mostly Anglican, which turns out to lead to a Heathenism that looks oddly like Wicca, what with the taste for high ceremony.
Having read through the comments, all I can say is ... oh good grief. *hugs* You don't need this garbage. You have all my sympathy and an offer of my goalie stick to beat people with, if that'll help. (;
I don't know if this is helpful at all, but the religious writings of yours that I've seen have always struck me as interesting, well-thought-out, and deeply personal. (Not in the private sense as much as the not-being-pushed-on-others sense and the not-being-assumed-to-apply-to-others sense.) I respect you for it and yet have no desire to set you up as any kind of guru or straw-anything.
(I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's not you causing the drama; it's them. Which you probably already know.)
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That's exceedingly grim.
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People who want imaginary mes to scream about are exhausting at the best of times.
It would be less depressing if it were a kind of freakish one-off where I won the stupidity roulette, but no, this kind of behaviour is absolutely typical. It's why I hate the fucking politics and just want to be left alone to do my research, and frankly if ragequitting the whole damn thing is what it takes to get that....
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I mean, ok, yeah, patriarchy, you're not allowed to just decide they're a waste of volume and ignore them because their social needs are axiomatically important, but patriarchy is way serious wrong about that.
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I would suppose the next question is "how do you keep it from being an energy-expenditure/attrition contest", or, almost as good, keep an energy/attrition contest from being legitimate?
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Also that I do not have time for this bullshit, and that they should think for themselves for a change.
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Hope it works. (Meaning people are actually concerned with something other than being nuisances.)
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Witch-wars: never passe!
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Some subset of them were raised Baptist, or nearly, and had converted, generally through some kind of direct personal vision. They hadn't stopped being Baptists in their expectations of social norms around religion, but they'd read enough to have a (generally highly Wagnerian) view of ODHIN, CHIEF OF THE GODS and they were very big on insisting on things like the literal material existence of deity, the regular occurrence of miracles, and the necessity of a direct personal relationship with deity.
The degree to which this wasn't reconstruction, as such, almost instantly produced extreme heat and little light.
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I just have nothing. Nothing at all. I don't have the resources to be a good mother to my children right now, because trying to treat PTSD is kind of mentally all-consuming (the treatment I'm going through has as one of its side effects major, overwhelming exhaustion, which took me a bit by surprise) and another round of This Shit Again is more of This Shit than I'm equipped for.
It's hard to keep doing my research and sharing it with the community at times like this. I wanted to ragequit the universe the last time someone wanted to set me up as a strawman guru and take pot shots at me, too, I just had the resources to pretend to be gracious about it.
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Ugh
If there's anything I can do, do let me know. *hugs*
--Chabas
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I am very amused by the Baptist Odinists, though. Our British ones are mostly Anglican, which turns out to lead to a Heathenism that looks oddly like Wicca, what with the taste for high ceremony.
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I don't know if this is helpful at all, but the religious writings of yours that I've seen have always struck me as interesting, well-thought-out, and deeply personal. (Not in the private sense as much as the not-being-pushed-on-others sense and the not-being-assumed-to-apply-to-others sense.) I respect you for it and yet have no desire to set you up as any kind of guru or straw-anything.
(I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's not you causing the drama; it's them. Which you probably already know.)