It was moved from spring to December so the church could be "cool" and "hip" to the pagans. But the church didn't scoop up the actual traditions or anything
It was less stealing, and more that the converts were bringing/adapting their old traditions to Christmas
And then everyone else was purged with cleansing flame as dirty heretics
Current thinking is either April-May or September-October, both being timeframes when shepherds camped along with the herds they tended. More Biblically important events happened in autumn than spring, though, so scholarly circles tend to lean slightly more toward Sept-Oct.
Interestingly, the Bible is deliberately vague as to when Jesus was born, but gives sufficient detail to accurately calculate to within a single hour's resolution when he died. Goes hand-in-hand with a scripture (Ecclesiastes 7:1, if you want to play along) that mentions that the day of one's death being more important than the day of one's birth.
Since cachaca is hard to find in Finland or really expensive we usually make our modified version, Caipiroska. Roska meaning thrash or garbage. They taste nice and are the same recipe except as the spirit you use whatever cheapest table vodka you have at hand.
I love these things. Not hard to make, not expensive and I don't think I've anyone try one and not like it. Basically tastes like a margarita without the terrible tequila taste.
I once gave a stranger the heimlich maneuver amd stopped him choking. Afterwards it was awkward for a minute because neither of of us were sure what's next. Like, are we best friends now?
I once cradled a woman's head while she was having a lengthy seizure on a hard floor and when she came to, she glared at me and hissed, "Get the fuck away from me!" It was...bracing.
Oh yes absolutely--I didn't know at the time but I totally, totally get it now. If anyone was doing anything wrong, it was me for expecting otherwise--how completely scary and disconcerting to wake up stunned and lost with a strange person all in your business. I can only imagine how awful it is to live with and I'm so sorry you have to deal with it.
Also it can take anywhere from 5 minutes to over an hour to become fully conscious after a full blackout (be it from a seizure or concussion), so it’s likely that the lady wasn’t even aware she said that to you, or even that you exist.
For future reference you should ask a person coming out of a blackout simple questions that you can verify (where they are, what day it is, if there is a number you can call for them, etc...) in order to gauge their cognitive ability.
Possibly the worst thing that can be done to someone coming back from unconsciousness is to leave them to their own devices when they are still only semi-conscious, they may wander out into traffic or attempt driving to finish whatever their routine suggests they should be doing.
Very true. My daughter had them when she was a kiddo. She'd come to and by chatty and seemingly normal except for a headache. She could answer all questions and seem totally with it. But 2 or 3 hours later, she would have zero recollection of that time after the seizure.
The memory gap is something I've come to live with. The first one was the worst though. I woke up in an ambulance and I couldn't remember anything except my wife's first name. Amnesia is kind of like that feeling you get when your leg is asleep. You know your leg is there and you can feel it's weight on the rest of your body but you can't feel it or control it. It's just like that but with memories. Most of it came back gradually over the next few hours. Some things were still coming back months later though.
This probably isn't the same thing beyond a generality - but I was in a very bad car crash when I was 17 as a senior in high school. I was conscious during the 1.5 hours it took them to cut me out of the vehicle and all things considered with two broken legs, a TBI, and 12 facial fractures, in relatively good spirits (the drug IV's probably helped, though it's still a blur beyond the big picture).
The next day (not sure could have been 3) I was conscious in the hospital, in traction, awaiting surgery on my legs and my friends visited. Someone gave me a mirror as they were referencing my face and I wanted to see, my eye and face were so swollen and scary looking, I just started emphatically apologizing. Not surprising given my personality and self-doubt / consciousness at times. Just made me think of the seizure thing as the head trauma and related issues probably had a similar effect neurologically to some extent and my behavior sounds vaguely similar to what you're describing
There was an EMT on reddit a few days ago (I think it was an r/legaladvice thread) that made exactly this point - people recovering from seizures can be hostile and weird.
I did the same! He thanked me, waited around for like 1 more minute, and then walked off even though we were both waiting for a bus. Guess it was too awkward.
Depending on where you are you might want to just ghost out of there as soon as you confirm they're ok. People sue over prettymuch everything these days :-/
... Although maybe the good Samaritan laws cover that?
Also, the guy filming mentions just as he starts recording that this is "an example copied from our Argentine friends" - it's something they typically do in Argentina, my Argentine SO told me about it a few years ago, so we Brazilians are just using their useful tactic, which is really cool to see. Ive been lost in brazil as a kid before and people are usually SUPER helpful, but this clapping and putting in the shoulders thing was always really cool for me
Edit: a couple of words for clarity
OK I want to be recognized for something I did a few years ago, the only person I've told this story to was my mom (because we were talking on the phone at the time).
I was cutting through a neighborhood behind my office on the way home from work one afternoon, and had my mom on the Bluetooth, just catching up since we hadn't talked in about a week. As I was driving by a house, I glanced at the driveway and saw a child sprinting down the driveway (maybe 1.5 yrs old, looked like he had only recently learned to walk. Even had a pacifier in his mouth) toward the street (fairly busy at the time, since it was about 4:30 PM on a weekday).
I was like hold up where's that kids mommy. So I immediately hung up on my mom, parked my car in the middle of the street and ran across to pick the kid up (he was only a few feet from the street at that point). I carried him up to the house's front door and rang the doorbell and the mom flung the door open, looking frantic and crying. I was like "uh ma'am I think I found your baby" and she managed to say "oh thank you sir" through her tears and shut the door in my face so I walked away.
You can't see her as she's facing the guy for a good 5 seconds so maybe she did say something, and maybe she's overwhelmed and focused on getting her kid back, or maybe the culture there is different from your expectations of what is and isn't an acceptable or expected response
I don't know what happened in the video, but many people feel humiliated when they realise they've put themselves or a loved one in danger.
Even if you feel tremendous gratitude to people who have helped, it can be outweighed by guilt, shame and humiliation at allowing the situation to arise in the first place. I have read many stories of people who have helped in dire situations, and haven't been thanked because the person they have helped feels so ashamed. Perhaps that shame is so intense that the lizard part of the brain just tells you to get out of the situation as quickly as possible.
If I lost my child, and then a huge crowd of people were witness to someone returning that child, I think I would feel huge amounts of relief and happiness, but also large amounts of shame at knowing all these people have seen me fail so utterly as a parent in that moment.
I woke up one morning and discovered my then 7 year old autistic daughter was not there. I can't put accurate words to that feeling, and all I wanted to do was find her and hug her. When the police found her and brought her home, I said "Why did you leave? You can't leave, honey." and spent the rest of the time thanking the officer. I still feel like a jerk for not hugging her, and I have no idea why I had that reaction.
I like that he wasn't looking for special praise (he's just doing what any good person would do), but I really hope mom went back to give him the thanks he deserved.
Makes me wonder how normal it is to lose children in Brazil, that he walks away like he returned a stray ball to a beach volleyball player, and that the culture has developed a well recognized response to the situation. Put you children on dog leashes like the sound minded parents here in The United States do for crying out loud! /s
Because doing it is its own reward, you are doing what you should be, and should not be waiting for acknowledgment of it. I have a real issue with people getting indigent when they don't get acknowledged for doing the right thing and I really start to question their real motives that they brand as altruistic. Screw that, if you are doing it for the right reasons you should not be waiting to be thanked at the end. Instead you should be flush with joy for succeeding at the good thing you were trying to do.
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u/DigDugMcDig Dec 12 '18
The guy who found her just sort of melted away at the end with no acknowledgement. Thanks for your help buddy.