Jorge wrote:Speaking with some friends, we were all kind of weirded out that American kids in movies and TV kiss their older relatives on the lips. Is this very common, or more of an old-fashioned thing? Did you kiss your parents and aunts and uncles on the lips growing up? Does it weird you out now? Does it weird you out that it weirds us out?
what kind of movies are you watching?
have literally only ever seen that once on film in my life when Tom Brady did it to his teen son and then the internet erupted at him for being a creep
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or together but people don’t talk they just stare at phones, ipads, TVs
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Jorge wrote:Speaking with some friends, we were all kind of weirded out that American kids in movies and TV kiss their older relatives on the lips. Is this very common, or more of an old-fashioned thing? Did you kiss your parents and aunts and uncles on the lips growing up? Does it weird you out now? Does it weird you out that it weirds us out?
what kind of movies are you watching?
have literally only ever seen that once on film in my life when Tom Brady did it to his teen son and then the internet erupted at him for being a creep
No, it definitely happens a lot in movies and TV
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If it's true that kissing evolved out of parents chewing food for their children, the really weird shit is that you kiss your spouse. That's the real fucked up Freudian shit.
We missed our kids on the lips when they were little, toddler age but after that it was just on the cheek. I don’t remember ever kissing any of my other relatives. Not really my thing then or now.
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Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.
There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.
There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.
There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.
O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.
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