Probably Syria. Lived there for some years (had to leave because of the Arab Spring.) Amazing people, fascinating culture, loved the language, the open-mindedness, the thriving art scene in Damascus, the sheer beauty of the architecture, the desert, the mountain, the oasis.
Least favorite… Honestly, the US. I lived in DC for a year, moved back to Europe as soon as I could (and I could have gotten a Green Card). People were well-meaning and nice, but so fucking insular. Even the well-read, well-travelled, worldly people I knew honestly thought, at the end of the day, that their country was the best, almost by definition. Or… the one other countries had to measure up to.

Italy, Germany, the UK, Mexico, Iceland, Morocco, the US, Belgium, Syria, Lebanon, Jordan, Senegal, Switzerland, Denmark, Greece, Russia, the Czech Republic, the Netherlands.

I’d be against it even if we could magically know without a doubt the person’s guilty. Even if it had a negative cost. Even for raping a child.
Life is sacred, whatever “sacred” means for an atheist like me.
(And I was raped as a child, fwiw.)

I’m convinced it’s much less straightforward than people here say it is.

I hate Windows, but I only use my computer for OpenOffice, some liiiiight browsing, and old-school light pirating (light enough TPB fits all my needs), so meh.
My new neighbor is an old leftist techie though, and when my 9 year old laptop dies, I may ask him to convert me. Maybe.

I put on my seatbelt. I vote very, very left. I drink very little alcohol. I cut off toxic people.

Là où je me sens vieille, c’est quand je lis en titre : Président de FR3 : Rafale […]"

Voui. On filtre devant la préfecture, pas devant l’école ni vers l’hôpital. Ni vers les petits commerces du centre-ville.
Faut pas se tromper de colère.

Yep. Je bloque un rond-point dans la petite ville la plus proche.

Everybody picked English as first or second foreign language. Most picked Spanish as second language, the best students (or kids from solidly middle-class families) picked German as a first language, to get into the “good” group. Latin was an elective for nerds, Geek for Über-nerds.

My middle school had English, German, Spanish, Latin, Ancient Greek.

You’re kidding, right? Right?

Bah, point de vue de qqn qui a été plusieurs fois partie civile (donc victime) dans des affaires assez graves : il est intéressant, ce texte.
Vaut le clic.
Merci de ce post.

Where are you from that it’s weird to you? I wasn’t aware it was uncommon.

France : I’d call cubed potatoes in mayonnaise a salad. A proper potato salad would have sliced pickles and diced ham, but still.

On dates, focus on whether you like them, not whether they like you.

Food preservation! Canning, fermenting, dehydrating.
Canning is a bit daunting at first, and you need some space in your kitchen. But fermenting is literally salt + water in a jar, uses no energy (unlike freezing or boiling), and you can do just one small jar with the half-onion that would otherwise die a slow death in your fridge, or three gallons with the squash that was on sale.

There are dozens of us! I’m a mom who works in publishing and don’t know a linux distro from a pokemon (other than Pikachu.)

My partner of 15 years has a girlfriend of 25 years. She’s been married for 30 years. We’re happy.

Merde je croyais que le passage en citation était une parodie sarcastique. Vraiment pas ?