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el-remmen

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Technically, nostalgia is a longing for something in the past that can never be regained. That is the kind of nostalgia I am talking about (I know definitions drift). Enjoying something from the “old days” is not a problem. Not realizing that nostalgia essentially invents the thing it is pining for and then the common result being insisting all things should be modeled as closely as possible to this idiosyncratic fantasy is a problem.
 

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Cadence

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Technically, nostalgia is a longing for something in the past that can never be regained. That is the kind of nostalgia I am talking about (I know definitions drift). Enjoying something from the “old days” is not a problem. Not realizing that nostalgia essentially invents the thing it is pining for and then the common result being insisting all things should be modeled as closely as possible to this idiosyncratic fantasy is a problem.

Luckily the word wasn't invented until the mid-1700s which is well after the tech-level D&D tries to pseudo-emulate...

Edit: Also, luckily, for the definition, we're in the era of Wikipedia and not Meriam-Webster.
 








CleverNickName

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Speaking of nostalgia, here's a story about my dad.

My dad and I were hanging out one summer day, running some errands in town. I was about 8 years old, maybe 9, which would have put him in his late 30s/early 40s. We stopped at a gas station to fill up the truck, and he returned with two bottles of root beer and two small bags of peanuts.

"Here, let me show you something," he said, and he dumped his pack of peanuts into his bottle of root beer. Then after the fizzing had calmed down, he took a long drink from the bottle, making sure to get some of the salted peanuts along with it. "Ah, that takes me back," he said, chewing the peanuts. "Give it a try!"

I took a sip of the half-flat/half-fizzy, half-sweet/half-salty, half-liquid/half-solid concoction and grimaced. "Oh," I flinched and shook my head. "I don't like it very much."

"Ah well," he said, and took his bottle back. "I like it. It was my favorite when I was your age."

"I like the sweet peanuts but not the salty root beer," I told him.

"Well I'm glad you tried it at least." He took another drink/bite. "That means you learned something about yourself. Most people are afraid to do even that little."
 
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