R.I.P. Ruthie Tompson, 111, animator for "Snow White."

https://www.nytimes.com/2021/10/12/movies/ruthie-tompson-dead.html

There are other obits - one is at the Smithsonian!

The first joke I can remember being told was by my cousin Kenny. It involved ice cream and a person with cerebral palsy. I can see now that the joke is horribly offensive, but it's still funny and still makes me laugh when I think of it. I also suspect that not a few people with CP would think the joke funny as well.

Kenny , eight years older than me, was great. Loaned me his flying squirrel to take to show-and-tell, which was a big hit with everyone but the teacher. Kenny taught me not to be a crybaby. Kenny let me help him kill a water moccasin. Kenny taught me how to do minor repairs on a car. Kenny believed duct tape would fix anything. Kenny told me numerous dirty jokes. Taught me my first bad word (piss), and I immediately ran into the house and repeated it to everyone who would listen. My mother was not happy. Kenny took me to my first R-rated movie, which was "Carrie". Kenny made certain I had plenty of skin magazines to keep under my mattress. Taught me to swim, in a rice canal of all places. Always had time to talk to me, and treated me like an adult.

Everyone needs a cousin like Kenny. He died at the far too young age of 38 after contracting hepatitis through needle abuse. I so miss him.

Stephen, Kenny reminds me of this, as told by T. Van Voris (female), from 2003:

"...thirty years ago...we knew who the Neighborhood Pervert was and he was a JOKE among us kids. We knew he'd try to get us to go to his bedroom and try to cop a feel and it was *funny* not traumatic nor something that we felt we needed to report to anyone. Sure, none of us visited his house by ourselves alone - and most of the time we spent over at his place was watching tv or hiding his beer or snuff while watching him get flustered and confused.

"Why did we go there? I dunno. We were young and stupid and appreciated that there was a place where we could go without having our parents bother us, I guess. We believed that he was our friend. None of the other parents ever even suspected that there was anything untoward about his willingness to watch the kids afterschool. He was older, retired, and a Good Man. He also let some of us drink his beer and read his porn.

"Me and my friends didn't feel like victims back then, and I certainly don't feel like I'm a victim now, either. So some Old Fart tried to grab my boobs when I was 12 - big freaking deal.

"T. - perverse and as cold-hearted as ever, I suppose."

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Censorship is an important tactic used to take choice away from you and give it to an authority.

When you accept it, you accept that you do not deserve your independence.
Already children are told they cannot go anywhere and do anything by themselves.

You're next. This has already been demonstrated by jailing people for being outside alone during the COVID response.

I'm surprised I have to explain such things.