Adventures In Koopland

All right. So Gemini's pissing me off and this brings up a whole discussion that Google seems to think is the same thing....

I'm not going to get in a whole discussion but I'm just going to ask you guys without you looking it up.....

What is the difference between an internment and a concentration camp?
 
I got sensitive like a pussy Scotch. I meant what I said but didn't mean to be sensitive downer.

Somehow the bread thing came up in a different thread and whenever I think about the pantry window I get super jealous and I lash out.
 
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All right. So Gemini's pissing me off and this brings up a whole discussion that Google seems to think is the same thing....

I'm not going to get in a whole discussion but I'm just going to ask you guys without you looking it up.....

What is the difference between an internment and a concentration camp?
They are the same thing. The terms can be used interchangeably.
 
They are the same thing. The terms can be used interchangeably.

I vehemently disagree.

When I think of a concentration camp. I think of Auschwitz and gas Chambers and starving people and shooting people in the head.

When I think of internment, I think of what we did to the Japs in California which was morally reprehensible but we didn't starve them. We didn't physically hurt them. We let them live their lives but we put them in prison. We took away innocent people's freedom. That's pretty fucking bad.

When I think of my dad's camp I think of it as a concentration because it was a starvation camp. There weren't gas Chambers but there was a coordinated effort to starve non soldier Dutch men, women and children to death.

There's clearly rankings. Germans, Japanese,
Americans: 1, 2, 3 in terms of like which ones were worse.

And I think grouping the conditions the Dutch innocents under Japanese control dealt with to what the Japanese innocents under American control dealt with into one term called internment is wildly incorrect.

It's like saying both America and North Korea have prisons and just calling them both prison imply the same conditions. Yet which one would any of you rather go to if you stole a sign off of wall?

Just ask Otto Warmbier..... Oh yeah you can't cuz he's dead. People who commit misdemeanors in America don't die.

And even that example is incorrect because none of the Japanese in America and none of the Dutch and Indonesia even committed a misdemeanor. But you get my point.
 
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Just curious why’d you ask the question if you had strong opinions on the answer?

Oh because I was talking to Gemini about it and apparently Google thinks that what my dad went through was internment and I got real mad about it and I yelled at her for a while and then eventually she came around to my side but I think that's just cuz she's programmed to concede to whatever argument you're making if you do it long enough....because if you stop her, close the app, and restart her she still calls it internment.

It's clearly not internment.
 
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google says internment camp and concentration camp are the same thing. There are some who say that the Japanese were in concentration camps as well. The words mean the same thing. Conventional usage has the concentration camps being by the nazis and internment camps being by the americans but their is nothing linguistically to back that up.
 
google says internment camp and concentration camp are the same thing. There are some who say that the Japanese were in concentration camps as well. The words mean the same thing. Conventional usage has the concentration camps being by the nazis and internment camps being by the americans but their is nothing linguistically to back that up.

I understand that's what Google says but can't you also understand how I am making a clear distinction?

Internment is what we did to the Japanese.

Concentration is what the Germans did to the Jews.

My dad called what happened to him concentration but maybe there should be a third term called like starvation camp because to me concentration camp also implies coordinated mass murder not just starvation.

If there are only two terms, what the Japs did to the Dutch is significantly closer yet not nearly the same to what the Germans did to the Jews....yet miles and miles away from what we did to the Japanese.
 
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The Nazis had many types of camps for various purposes.

Both what the Nazis did and the Americans did was wrong. The only difference is the degrees.
 
The Nazis had many types of camps for various purposes.

Both what the Nazis did and the Americans did was wrong. The only difference is the degrees.

Nobody's arguing that everybody involved in fucking rounding people up was reprehensible.

But just saying it was degrees is like saying it's the difference between it being 70 and sunny and it being like under 30 under freezing.

Gas Chambers and starvation

Starvation

Imprisoned in ghetto conditions yet still able to have a semblance of normal life

Those three things are wildly different. They're not just degrees of separation.
 
You seem to be justifying the American history. Wrong is wrong. If you are wrong, you don't get a pass because somebody was more wrong or did stuff worse than you.
 
No, I am not at all justifying it. How in the world can you take that from what I was saying, I've called it morally reprehensible. I've called it like disgusting multiple times but I mean there are levels of immorality.

It's like saying not letting black people go to school with white people is the same as lynching black men....like they are both reprehensible but there are fucking major differences. I know that's a strong example but you get what I'm saying right?

I'm not justifying what happened whatsoever. It's like besides slavery and a few other things. Rounding up American citizens and thinking they might be spies simply due to their ethnicity is beyond words for horrible. We are supposed to be a million times better than that.
 
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Check it out guys. I have now finished my living room above TV Eagles art correction. I showed the two front pages from The Inquirer before, but I just got the two super bowl champion logos today. They're really cool. It's like four different sheets of metal. All layered on top of each other to give it like a cool 3D look. I love it.

I'm not sure if I've shown this one before but it's also freaking cool and the same deal with like the 3D layered metal stuff.


.....oh..... I think I just heard one of you mentioned that I must be a bachelor....huh... How in the world would you be able to make such a accurate guess like that?
 

So these people are both dead and they had no kids....I'm not doing any weird privacy thing by posting this picture. This is Ellen and Peter. Ellen was my mom's great friend and Peter was her husband and they wound up moving onto my childhood street.

So I told you guys I was looking through pictures to try to find a clue to the safe combination and I came across this picture.

It made me think for the first time ever that Peter was the early '90s me. Peter, was a giant child just like I am at 41 right now.

He was the coolest adult growing up because he was right on my street and I could always run over to Ellen and Peter's house and Peter would have some sort of like mission that we would go on. One time when he literally drew out a treasure map and buried old metal boxes of treasure around the street and we went and dug them up together. And even if he didn't want to go on a mission, he was a woodworker so I could just go in his shop and he would show me how to use band and circular saws and and stuff.

He was just a big kid. I tell Pam all the time how much I'm looking forward to playing Barbies with her girls and that's not a lie. You know I'd rather be playing like Ninja Turtles, but if it's got to be Barbies I can have a shit ton of fun playing Barbies. I've already looked into space Barbies. There's a whole line of them.

Anyway, it reminded me of something...... At one point I remember my mom talking to me while it was just she and I in the living room or whatever and she asked me, "Does Peter ever try to touch you" or some kind of question like that?

And of course I was like "No Mom gross. Why are you asking that? Stop being weird."

But I kind of do get it. Like you know Peter was just a big fucking kid who would have a shit ton of fun playing with like a 10-year-old. So my mom was just being a good mom.

That memory made me laugh about how ridiculous it was cuz Peter was awesome and it also made me think about how my mom was pretty cool looking out for me.
 
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It made me think for the first time ever that Peter was the early '90s me. Peter, was a giant child just like I am at 41 right now.
We were friends with a couple for like 25 years, but have parted with them. And it wasn't because of politics, but rather it was (mostly) that the wife did a series of shitty things to (mostly) Mrs. Scotch.

But here's something I noticed. Early on in getting to know them, the wife's dad was a big part of their lives, and a big figure in the community. He was a respected doctor. But the wife's mom had become a drunk who stopped mothering, stopped cooking, and retreated into their Boynton Beach vacation home until her death. And now, her daughter, who is the wife part of the couple, has turned into a drunk who doesn't cook and doesn't take care of her family. It's just funny how people tend to turn into their elders, despite their better intentions.
 
Turns out Uncle Paul has prostate cancer but this isn't super bad news.

He went to the big cancer center in Tampa that my buddy worked for as a lobbyist and the docs there said it's basically not cancer. He just needs to get blood tests every 3 months and if shit progresses they go from there but it may never progress and he could likely live out his life with a cancer that only makes him get blood work 4 times a year.

I mention all that cause I want to talk about the dumb joke I made.

Sally and Paul will always be the cool, young Aunt and Uncle to me. I don't care how old I get.

When I talk to them it's always on speaker and they can both hear me. So Uncle Paul was discussing how he found out and all that and eventuality he asked about me getting a prostate exam and said, "have you ever had the finger up your butt?".

My (what I thought was a) clever response was: "of course, but never by a doctor".

Yea that joke fell flat. To the point where I had to say, "sorry, that was just a crude joke".

hahahahahahah.
 
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