The least educated “educated” person I ever met attended Liberty. She had a general base intelligence but had been taught nearly nothing except extreme evangelical values. She actually argued with me over basic geography (didn’t understand that Canada was north of NY), had to be told that both the “f” word and the “n”…

FFS. Having pushed 2 kids out, I couldn’t tell you what direction I was pushing towards other than DEAR GOD GET THE F OUT. Hippy dippy horseshit.

As a Europe born Christian (and still a German citizen), I also roll my eyes at Europeans who say we are so much more progressive and open-minded.

Yeah; I still fall under the delusion once in a blue moon that the Europeans are better, wiser, and more humane than we (and in many ways they are) but in some ways, it’s an absolute joke. I still persist in the delusion even after having lived in Lisbon where I was spat on more than once for speaking Brazilian…

Ohhhh. Learn 2 new things every day!

It would be so great to show up in French class and say jackasses instead of ducks. That is the beauty of learning a new language. Canard is duck. Connard is jackass. (Jackass was the winning entry). And now I have written the word jackass in one paragraph more than I ever have previously in my life.

I have been thoroughly enjoying this thread. Not sure if the term is used in France, but in Québec, trou de cul is both commonly used and actual translation of asshole. If my dude meant to say asshole he had plenty of choices.

Oh dearie me, that’s hilarious. Language is a wonderful thing.

So great. In Jordan, I innocently asked a group of devout villagers if people ate cous-cous in the Levant as we do in North Africa. Cous in most Arabic dialects (and Persian, apparently) unbeknownst to me (at the time) means “cunt.” Luckily, all that happened was they laughed until they were literally crying. I…

Not at all; I honestly think that ‘assholes’ is too strong: I would, however, consider ‘asses.’ Though ‘con’ may be closer to ass (in terms of vulgarity index) and, of course, connard is far stronger than con.

My French friend equated it to “jackass” in terms of level of pejorative. Regardless, I love this guy. He’s right, why would anyone want to work to represent and serve a bunch of jackasses?

Je suis Québécois, btw. If that matters in all this. Of my four grandparents, zero spoke English and 100% spoke French-Canadian

Thank you: I appreciate your having put the word into further context (a public statement vs. a casually tossed private insult). It clarifies usage further.

Never apologize for needed pedantry. I’m not very familiar with french, but “connards” did indeed feel weak. I always appreciate linguistic clarifications from someone in the know.

As an Europe-born Muslim (but now an American citizen), I roll my eyes at Americans who say that Europeans are so much more progressive and open-minded. Marine LePen is a fuckin racist vile POS bitch and I really hope she goes down.

Or he was trying to soothe his wounded pride by showing you he was still desirable to someone. And, for some, even ten years can go by like the proverbial flash in the pan.

This is my husband's story.

I guess it depends on whether you're sure the person is a genuine better fit, or you're suffering from "grass is greener" syndrome. I've never ended a serious relationship because I felt someone else was a better fit (it never came up), but that was part of my ex-husband's motivation for ending our marriage. We were…

Cosigned. I realize I'm especially sensitive about this issue because I just had Tyler Perry's Temptation on (hadn't seen it, on Amazon Prime, now regret watching it) and I am just sickened by the narrative that a woman owes her relationship something. Not owes the other person, but that women as a whole should…

My mother's advice was that I should ride a few stallions before I pick one. I think she was slightly bummed when I married the only stallion I'd ever ridden.