Nostalgia
nostalgia noun nos·tal·gia nä-ˈstal-jə nə-, also nȯ-, nō-; nə-ˈstäl- 1: a wistful or excessively sentimental yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition also : something that evokes nostalgia
Rules for Nostalgia Lemmy Community
1. Respectful Nostalgia Share nostalgic content and memories respectfully. Avoid offensive or insensitive references that may be hurtful to others.
2. Relevant Nostalgia Posts should focus on nostalgic content, including memories, media, and cultural references from the past. Stay on topic to preserve the nostalgic theme of the community.
3. Source Verification If you share nostalgic media or content, provide accurate sources or background information when possible.
4. No Spamming Avoid excessive posting of similar nostalgic topics to keep content diverse and engaging for all members.
5. Positive Discussions Encourage positive discussions and interactions related to nostalgic topics. Respect different viewpoints and memories shared by community members.
6. Quality Content Strive to post high-quality content that sparks nostalgia and meaningful conversations among members.
7. Moderation Guidelines
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Respectful Behavior Treat fellow members with kindness and respect. Harassment or disrespectful behavior will not be tolerated.
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Appropriate Content Only Ensure all content aligns with the nostalgic theme and community guidelines. Inappropriate or offensive material will be removed.
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Engagement and Participation Engage actively with posts and discussions. Constructive feedback and contributions enrich the community experience.
By adhering to these rules and guidelines, we can create a welcoming and enjoyable space to relive nostalgic moments together. If you have any questions or suggestions, feel free to reach out to the moderators. Thank you for sharing your nostalgia responsibly!
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Driving in circles?
Competitive driving in circles.
It’s not my thing, but competitive driving in circles at a consistent 180-200mph (290-320kph) with a certain tolerance for bumping. That’s a non-trivial motor sport.
for hours at a time, in the summer, usually in the South, in a car with no AC... and if you're doing it right, the only thing visible ahead of you is the car in front's rear end. I love it.
A given sport has to really hit a person at the right point in their lives for them to fall in love with it, and that usually at a fairly young age, but over the years I’ve very much come around to the notion that just because the charms and nuances are lost on me, that doesn’t mean they don’t exist.