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Penny Arcade - Comic - Post Traumatic Spokane Disorder
"methlabs and/or whorehouses" plus the smile on the youngest face is a frightening combination,
"The western world sips from a poisonous cocktail: Polarisation, populism, protectionism and post-truth"
-Antje Jackelén, Archbishop of the Church of Sweden
I used to work in a gun-related industry. We used to do an inordinately large amount of business in Spokane--Like a "are these people just non-stop murderizing each other with weapons--perhaps planning a revolution?" volume of business...
Another Spokane escapee here. In fact, I graduated (from Rogers) the same year that Mike did, stuck around for another 4 years to finish at Gonzaga, and then split town. I still have family there, but don't go back very often. I liked growing up in Spokane, but knew more habitual hard drug users during that time than in all the years since combined. I go back now and it feels like there's a church on every street corner and a rifle on the back of every pickup.
Seriously this. You are a grown ass man. You are allowed to make your own decisions on how you want to spend the holidays. I love my parents, but I'm not about to make an annual trek to the craphole they live in to appease some family obligation. They want to see me, they can come out to where I live.
Honestly comics like this are one of the reasons I'm glad Jerry & Mike have expaded PA to include life material instead of just 20 years of tri-weekly "RECENT VIDEO GAME REFERENCE". The exploration of themes relevant to older geeks and/or geeks growing from adolescence into adulthood with families is particularly interesting to me and I think contributes to the strip's staying power.
Most people know the feeling of the annual homeward trek to Nowhere, USA to visit the ancestral hearth and spend time with decrepit family members and burned-out former neighbors. This is the kind of unpleasant experience that lies at the heart of adulthood: knowing that you are physically and financially capable of NOT participating in the journey but doing it anyway as part of the ritualistic child-adult-parent-child cycle. There's an inkling of pain here that says, "I am going to visit my parents in the town I hate but that made me what I am so that, one day, my children might visit me in a town they hate because it was their hometown and not forget the things that helped make them who they are."
In an era where we're still struggling to decide how to handle our formal social rituals alongside Facebook, twitter, digital pictureframes, and Skype, it's interesting to see paragons of Internet culture participating in the rite instead of planting themselves firmly in the ground and saying, "If anyone wants to see me, they can come visit me...but I'm not doing it for them."
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"Building the future and keeping the past alive are one in the same thing."
I love my parents, but I'm not about to make an annual trek to the craphole they live in to appease some family obligation. not enough to subject myself to the mildly unpleasant experience of spending a couple days a year in a locale I don't find suitably picturesque if that's the price I have to pay to see them.
I fixed what you said.
They want to see me, they can come out to where I live.
Not that YOU would ever want to see THEM, of course. You know, your parents, who you "love." Not that both you and your parents are "grown ass" people who supposedly care about each other as family and could therefore reasonably be expected to make some sort of compromise arrangement to take turns coming to visit each other or something so the inconvenience of travel isn't all falling on one party. Certainly not.
I hope when your parents are dead and gone you can find comfort any time you miss them by reminding yourself that at least you'll never be expected to lower yourself to travel to someplace run-down or low-rent ever again.
I read a book, called the Logic of Love by Stefan Molyneux, and learned an obvious, but seldom-realized thing. If you hate and dread an experience, and people claim to love you? They should want to hear about it, and they should want you to feel better and take steps to make that happen. Actual steps that move you towards happiness.
So, your parents were here first. You came to the party later. How was the experience? Did they ask you, at least once, "How are you experiencing my parenting? 'Thumbs up, would child again', or not so much?"
(Love) and (Don't care you are hurting) are mutually exclusive.
Ugh, the holidays of yore... Glad I'm still seeing a therapist, was interested to hear that Mike is too!
Unless you're one of their parents you have no call for being that hostile.
When you don't get to see a parent for the holidays, or ever again in this life, no matter how much you want to, the attitude...
"Yeah sure I totes love and respect my parents and all that, whatever, but make an effort to ensure we spend time together? Pfft, fuck that, that's all on them bro!"
I read a book, called the Logic of Love by Stefan Molyneux, and learned an obvious, but seldom-realized thing. If you hate and dread an experience, and people claim to love you? They should want to hear about it, and they should want you to feel better and take steps to make that happen. Actual steps that move you towards happiness.
So, your parents were here first. You came to the party later. How was the experience? Did they ask you, at least once, "How are you experiencing my parenting? 'Thumbs up, would child again', or not so much?"
(Love) and (Don't care you are hurting) are mutually exclusive.
Ugh, the holidays of yore... Glad I'm still seeing a therapist, was interested to hear that Mike is too!
I think we need to distinguish between:
A. Not wanting to see your family at the holidays because you have a poor relationship with them due to them being hurtful and toxic
and...
B. Not wanting to see your family at the holidays because you dislike the town they live in
The subject of today's comic is B. In the comic it is played for laughs, and notably did not stop Tycho from making actually making the trip.
However, it also seems to be a reflection of some people's real, 100% serious attitudes. Those are not people I care to be "around" and they're not people I can trust myself to interact with in a way that wouldn't require entirely justifiable action by Tube, so I'll just see myself out until the next comic thread.
On a positive note: The "Old haunts/They're haunted" exchange in this comic is great.
Oh, I like this one. It rings so true. Also, all three expressions in the last panel are very special. Also also, are people really still bitching about art? Really really?
I love my parents, but I'm not about to make an annual trek to the craphole they live in to appease some family obligation. not enough to subject myself to the mildly unpleasant experience of spending a couple days a year in a locale I don't find suitably picturesque if that's the price I have to pay to see them.
I fixed what you said.
No, you didn't fix what I said. You simply changed it and then snarked. That meme hasn't been clever for that last decade and your "supreme" wit does not change that fact.
They want to see me, they can come out to where I live.
Not that YOU would ever want to see THEM, of course. You know, your parents, who you "love." Not that both you and your parents are "grown ass" people who supposedly care about each other as family and could therefore reasonably be expected to make some sort of compromise arrangement to take turns coming to visit each other or something so the inconvenience of travel isn't all falling on one party. Certainly not.
Then by all means, make your own arrangements. But when you then choose to whine about them to public audience don't be surprised when that same audience has little sympathy or patience for it.
I hope when your parents are dead and gone you can find comfort any time you miss them by reminding yourself that at least you'll never be expected to lower yourself to travel to someplace run-down or low-rent ever again.
I live in hope.
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KageraImitating the worst people. Since 2004Registered Userregular
Man I feel so far behind I don't even have one kid to show the place of humiliating memories and bitterness I came from let alone two.
A. Not wanting to see your family at the holidays because you have a poor relationship with them due to them being hurtful and toxic
and...
B. Not wanting to see your family at the holidays because you dislike the town they live in
Actually, I have a very hard time distinguishing between those two things. My parents moved the family to Spokane when I was four. I moved myself out of there when I was seventeen.
I grew up in a little rural town and, sure I went through my fair share of hurtful crap there. Most of it within the walls of the elementary and high schools. I'm sure it's on the same level as the hurtful crap that most other people endure growing up. (Even though everyone likes to believe that their hurtful crap is the most hurtful of them all, in most cases it's probably not.)
I do carry some of it with me to this day even though I am now in my 40s. With that being said though, I think it's rather silly to assign blame upon the town for these wrongs. Just this past summer I was back there, since my parents still live there, and I took a long walk around the town and actually found the quietness a welcome contrast to the bustle of city life that I've grown accustomed to over the past 20 years or so. I don't think I could go back to living in a small town, but there is a part of me that almost wishes I could. It does have a certain appeal at times.
I don't mind going back there for holidays and the occasional visit. I'm still single and suspect I will stay that way, so I figure it's easier for me to go to my aging parents than it is for them to come to me. I honestly can't imagine having the attitude that some people are displaying in these comments, but I suppose each family has their own dynamic.
"It's just as I've always said. We are being digested by an amoral universe."
That's really what it all boils down to. Let's be fair, if 50 people post in this thread about their family, 50 unique family dynamics would be described. Every person is incredibly complex, an insane amount of variables, so if you add in an entire family, and the location of the person's childhood, it makes for very different experiences, and nobody deals with it the same way.
I freakin love Spokane. Yeah, it's small, but Seattle and even San Francisco are tiny, rural joke-towns compared to REALLY big cities like Tokyo, Hong Kong, or even Shenzhen.
I had to leave Spokane to learn engineering, and there weren't any entry level engineering jobs after I graduated so I couldn't move back, but if I ever start a company I'll definitely move back and run it there.
I guess that's probably the real issue here: Spokane's economy is too crappy, so you pretty much have to leave unless you're involved in the medical field. Maybe we should all get involved in Spokane's crappy backwater political system instead of just bellyaching about how much it sucks.
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KoopahTroopahThe koopas, the troopas.Philadelphia, PARegistered Userregular
Is this where we talk about Mike's Christmas present to Jerry? Cause that's an adorable-ass picture.
Man I feel so far behind I don't even have one kid to show the place of humiliating memories and bitterness I came from let alone two.
Shit, man--I'm in my late 20's, and I had to go back to live in my place of humiliating memories and bitterness. I assume you at least have the option of having a girl over...lol
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KalnaurI See Rain . . .Centralia, WARegistered Userregular
Is this where we talk about Mike's Christmas present to Jerry? Cause that's an adorable-ass picture.
It really is adorable.
Spokane is . . . not great. I actually feel bad that my wife's side of the family lives there, not because I don't want to go back (though I don't, I really, really don't), but because she doesn't enjoy visiting there. Almost more than I dislike it. The fight between wanting to see loved ones and not wanting to be where they are is honestly a tough one, because like everyone on this earth you know they only have so long. But sometimes, the place isn't just low-rent, it's more a kin to a dark cloud of condensed depression.
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I'm kind of in this situation now, but more because of distance than anything else.
Americans, prepare to be shocked:
Since my last move, I now live 275 miles away from my parents. That's a five hour drive!
Luckily my parents are semi-retired and travel a fair bit to watch football, so they are prepared to tack on an extension to the next Bournemouth away game to see us for Christmas.
Guys, come on. Let's be serious. This is not about Spokane. Unless there is a literal gang war happening and you risk getting shot, it's about the people you will spend your time with.
Guys, come on. Let's be serious. This is not about Spokane. Unless there is a literal gang war happening and you risk getting shot, it's about the people you will spend your time with.
Meth-salesmen?
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MichaelLCIn what furnace was thy brain?ChicagoRegistered Userregular
Guys, come on. Let's be serious. This is not about Spokane. Unless there is a literal gang war happening and you risk getting shot, it's about the people you will spend your time with.
I don't talk to my adoptive parents anymore. It sucks but oh well. What can you do? I have a reasonably happy life i'm unable to share with them because they can't accept my partners or the joy they bring me. Their loss.
Most people know the feeling of the annual homeward trek to Nowhere, USA to visit the ancestral hearth and spend time with decrepit family members and burned-out former neighbors. This is the kind of unpleasant experience that lies at the heart of adulthood: knowing that you are physically and financially capable of NOT participating in the journey but doing it anyway as part of the ritualistic child-adult-parent-child cycle. There's an inkling of pain here that says, "I am going to visit my parents in the town I hate but that made me what I am so that, one day, my children might visit me in a town they hate because it was their hometown and not forget the things that helped make them who they are."
Hey, speak for yourself. My hometown is fuckin' rad.
Apart of the suite of TV stations we got in Medicine Hat, Alberta one of them was KXLY out of Spokane. I remember watching Cartoons on Saturday mornings and Perfect Strangers in the evening or whatever TV show was big when I was a little kid. I always remember seeing the beautiful "Riverfront Park" and ads for Bloomsday in the Summer. "Oh what a lovely place Spokane is" my brain would think.
Then we did a family vacation road trip through Washington, Idaho and Montana, we drove through Spokane with the intent of staying the night and checking it out, we kept driving and stayed in Sandpoint instead.
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And why do you take your children there?
Pretty sure that only applies if he's a practicing Catholic...
-Antje Jackelén, Archbishop of the Church of Sweden
"Police investigating after bodies found in Spokane home"
And why do you take your children there?
Seriously this. You are a grown ass man. You are allowed to make your own decisions on how you want to spend the holidays. I love my parents, but I'm not about to make an annual trek to the craphole they live in to appease some family obligation. They want to see me, they can come out to where I live.
Most people know the feeling of the annual homeward trek to Nowhere, USA to visit the ancestral hearth and spend time with decrepit family members and burned-out former neighbors. This is the kind of unpleasant experience that lies at the heart of adulthood: knowing that you are physically and financially capable of NOT participating in the journey but doing it anyway as part of the ritualistic child-adult-parent-child cycle. There's an inkling of pain here that says, "I am going to visit my parents in the town I hate but that made me what I am so that, one day, my children might visit me in a town they hate because it was their hometown and not forget the things that helped make them who they are."
In an era where we're still struggling to decide how to handle our formal social rituals alongside Facebook, twitter, digital pictureframes, and Skype, it's interesting to see paragons of Internet culture participating in the rite instead of planting themselves firmly in the ground and saying, "If anyone wants to see me, they can come visit me...but I'm not doing it for them."
I fixed what you said.
Not that YOU would ever want to see THEM, of course. You know, your parents, who you "love." Not that both you and your parents are "grown ass" people who supposedly care about each other as family and could therefore reasonably be expected to make some sort of compromise arrangement to take turns coming to visit each other or something so the inconvenience of travel isn't all falling on one party. Certainly not.
I hope when your parents are dead and gone you can find comfort any time you miss them by reminding yourself that at least you'll never be expected to lower yourself to travel to someplace run-down or low-rent ever again.
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So, your parents were here first. You came to the party later. How was the experience? Did they ask you, at least once, "How are you experiencing my parenting? 'Thumbs up, would child again', or not so much?"
(Love) and (Don't care you are hurting) are mutually exclusive.
Ugh, the holidays of yore... Glad I'm still seeing a therapist, was interested to hear that Mike is too!
When you don't get to see a parent for the holidays, or ever again in this life, no matter how much you want to, the attitude...
"Yeah sure I totes love and respect my parents and all that, whatever, but make an effort to ensure we spend time together? Pfft, fuck that, that's all on them bro!"
...is what you might call a hot button.
I think we need to distinguish between:
A. Not wanting to see your family at the holidays because you have a poor relationship with them due to them being hurtful and toxic
and...
B. Not wanting to see your family at the holidays because you dislike the town they live in
The subject of today's comic is B. In the comic it is played for laughs, and notably did not stop Tycho from making actually making the trip.
However, it also seems to be a reflection of some people's real, 100% serious attitudes. Those are not people I care to be "around" and they're not people I can trust myself to interact with in a way that wouldn't require entirely justifiable action by Tube, so I'll just see myself out until the next comic thread.
On a positive note: The "Old haunts/They're haunted" exchange in this comic is great.
No, you didn't fix what I said. You simply changed it and then snarked. That meme hasn't been clever for that last decade and your "supreme" wit does not change that fact.
Then by all means, make your own arrangements. But when you then choose to whine about them to public audience don't be surprised when that same audience has little sympathy or patience for it.
I live in hope.
Actually, I have a very hard time distinguishing between those two things. My parents moved the family to Spokane when I was four. I moved myself out of there when I was seventeen.
I do carry some of it with me to this day even though I am now in my 40s. With that being said though, I think it's rather silly to assign blame upon the town for these wrongs. Just this past summer I was back there, since my parents still live there, and I took a long walk around the town and actually found the quietness a welcome contrast to the bustle of city life that I've grown accustomed to over the past 20 years or so. I don't think I could go back to living in a small town, but there is a part of me that almost wishes I could. It does have a certain appeal at times.
I don't mind going back there for holidays and the occasional visit. I'm still single and suspect I will stay that way, so I figure it's easier for me to go to my aging parents than it is for them to come to me. I honestly can't imagine having the attitude that some people are displaying in these comments, but I suppose each family has their own dynamic.
-Tycho Brahe
That's really what it all boils down to. Let's be fair, if 50 people post in this thread about their family, 50 unique family dynamics would be described. Every person is incredibly complex, an insane amount of variables, so if you add in an entire family, and the location of the person's childhood, it makes for very different experiences, and nobody deals with it the same way.
I freakin love Spokane. Yeah, it's small, but Seattle and even San Francisco are tiny, rural joke-towns compared to REALLY big cities like Tokyo, Hong Kong, or even Shenzhen.
I had to leave Spokane to learn engineering, and there weren't any entry level engineering jobs after I graduated so I couldn't move back, but if I ever start a company I'll definitely move back and run it there.
I guess that's probably the real issue here: Spokane's economy is too crappy, so you pretty much have to leave unless you're involved in the medical field. Maybe we should all get involved in Spokane's crappy backwater political system instead of just bellyaching about how much it sucks.
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It really is adorable.
Spokane is . . . not great. I actually feel bad that my wife's side of the family lives there, not because I don't want to go back (though I don't, I really, really don't), but because she doesn't enjoy visiting there. Almost more than I dislike it. The fight between wanting to see loved ones and not wanting to be where they are is honestly a tough one, because like everyone on this earth you know they only have so long. But sometimes, the place isn't just low-rent, it's more a kin to a dark cloud of condensed depression.
Americans, prepare to be shocked:
Since my last move, I now live 275 miles away from my parents. That's a five hour drive!
Luckily my parents are semi-retired and travel a fair bit to watch football, so they are prepared to tack on an extension to the next Bournemouth away game to see us for Christmas.
Meth-salesmen?
Hey now, it's a thriving modern city.
There's meth saleswomen too.
Really freaking heart warming.
Hey, speak for yourself. My hometown is fuckin' rad.
This comic hits real close to home.
Then we did a family vacation road trip through Washington, Idaho and Montana, we drove through Spokane with the intent of staying the night and checking it out, we kept driving and stayed in Sandpoint instead.
Because they're saving their shit for Spokane.
If Mike doesn't auction off him doing a family portrait off for Child's Play next year, they are throwing away money.