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Rabbis from the US and Israel marched towards the Erez crossing carrying symbolic aid for Gaza and calling to end the war. The police blocked them a few hundred meters from the border, and arrested 7 protesters. source
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to see the humanity in the people you were raised to hate is one of the greatest rebellions against those who rely on your hatred for them to prosper. don't give them that, fight the urge, fight their voice in your head which you know is not yours, fight the anger they instill within you with the purpose of making you hateful and vengeful.
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I don’t get to talk about this world/these characters a lot, so a great opportunity this week! Thanks to @flashfictionfridayofficial and the anonymous prompter for it!
[Image ID: white text reading ‘FFF250 Rushing Train’ on a background of blurring red and white lights.
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all i did was try my best, this the kind of thanks i get?
word count: 595
Content Warnings: mention of POV character getting previously shot, brief mention of a prior war
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Letha can’t fathom the benefit being sent away from her work and her wife to the seaside, not even in the name of her heath, but she does enjoy the body of the train.
It’s a marvelous thing, gleaming metal at a breathtaking speed, quick miles of countryside outside of the cabin windows blurred to one of her mother’s watercolor paintings. Nothing like the dull-black machines of the war that carted weapons and soldiers, this is progress, peace she and the other code-keepers could once have only dreamed of seeing again.
She contents herself with that, loathe as she is to confront a month of quiet sunning and—per the doctor’s firm orders after she was shot—no mysteries. It’s hardly her own fault that her parents created her intellect and she’s seen fit to use it. Her mind is no less hungry when emptied of military codes and the work of it remains respectable, even necessary when there are those who would use stories of spirits and monsters to harm or swindle others.
Letha sighs and attempts to look forward to sand. She is not looking forward to it, especially in her father’s stricter curls. Her hair will look speckled and her mother’s pale olive skin will peel unless she applies paste.
The seaside, pah.
“Em, are you—“ a maid enters her cabin, a private one to keep her from becoming overly curious in her rest, and it’s a terribly familiar thing when the person throws their hands up in frustration. “Endless names of the gods, what are you doing here?!”
Letha manages not to leap to her feet and embrace the woman, but she does stand with a splitting grin. “Šarko!”
Strictly speaking, the short woman before her with dubiously-dyed dark hair, foreigners’ snow-struck coloring, and maid’s drab dress is a criminal. And a thief. And a serial romance of clergywomen’s wives.
But what a mind!
A mind that outwitted Letha under Letha’s half-noble nose. Letha’s friend.
“You got shot,” Amindaj—which is her proper personal name—says, craning her sturdy neck up to glare at Letha, sharp green eyes checking for blood presumably.
“I was shot a season ago, Amindaj,” Letha waves her off.
“Oh, a season. Does sickness know that it’s been a season and it isn’t welcome in your guts?”
She’s being ridiculous. Letha is whole and well enough to travel. More importantly, where Šarko goes, something interesting must be at play.
“I’m fine. Who has valuables on this train?”
Amindaj blusters for a moment, muttered excuses, then relents. They know each other too well for lengthy lies. “Prob’ly your employers.”
Oh. Oh, wonderful.
“I’ve been sent to the sea,” Letha confesses, giddy as her heart picks up. “No employers. And, Amindaj, I’m bored.”
Amindaj grins back, as sharkish as her epithet. “You’ll go sick before we reach the shore without something to occupy your mind, Letha.”
“I will,” Letha says, nodding along. “How many other people do you imagine will be looking for the…”
“Diamonds, love. Gold too, is likely.”
“Terrible risk.” Wonderful damned risk! “Someone should keep abreast of the passengers.”
“And you can’t trust the help either,” Amindaj adds with a wink.
“Terrible risk,” Letha echoes.
She’ll have to introduce herself to enough people, but not too many. Her detecting reputation often precedes her and word should spread throughout. Faster if she asks nothing be said.
“Terrible risk, love, terrible,” Amindaj tuts, handing over a written—coded, gods keep her!—passenger list from a hidden pocket.
Such a lovely thing, a trip to the seaside. Letha can feel her health improving already.
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No "other" option. If you don't like multi POV books, please keep scrolling!
#polls#op i say this lovingly but this is the freak ass website we will read a hundred povs no questions asked
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Still in my TOS rewatch, and The Galileo Seven?!
Babe Spock is so autistic coded in this episode it hurts. And I LOVE that they show him both sure of himself, but also on the edge, unsure, he doesn't understand why it's not working, he's frustrated.
I think this episode shows well the complexity of Vulcan's relationship with feelings. Because so many emotions in this man! Oh boï.
Spock is sassy and precarious, and I live for it!
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My friend just made me feel weird for asking so now i gotta know.
If you do have a favorite bird please please tell me in the tags, i want to see some Birds!!
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An argument I see a lot in pro Palestine spaces is that any attention given to stopping antisemitism is bad as it's taking away attention from Palestine.
The thing with that is, A) you are leaving antisemitism unchecked which makes jews not want to be in your spaces not because they hate Palestine, but simply because they do not want to hear antisemitism which means there are now less people in your spaces and B) Leaving antisemitism unchecked gives people who don't care about Palestine and only care about hating jews a cover to be antisemitic.
To elaborate, you are alienating a whole group of people who don't want to be around bigotry towards them and instead inviting another group who truly do not care about Palestinian lives and are hijacking the cause to hate jews and spread antisemitism.
Shouldn't you want your movement to be free of all bigotry and not be hijacked by bigots? Isn't having people who truly care about Palestinian lives the thing you want?
And it's not like keeping antisemitism in check requires a whole lot of attention. If you see someone being antisemitic, you point it out, explain why and say it's not welcome. That takes like 1 - 2 minutes. Your meetings or whatever can run over by 1 - 2 minutes to compensate for that if you so wish.
It's not that hard.
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I know I'm gonna regret posting this, but I just can't not say something: I'm so sick of people who are actively contributing to the ongoing oppression of and violence against Palestinians calling themselves "pro-Palestinian."
In the same way that so many people in the anti-abortion movement are actually pro forced birth rather than pro-child, there are a lot of you who aren't pro-Palestinian, you're just violently antisemitic or in it for yourselves.
If you aren't:
Also angry with the other countries that abuse their Palestinian populations, refuse them citizenship, keep them in displaced person camps under horrific conditions, and/or close their borders entirely to them;
In support of genuine grassroots movements that aim to create some kind of stability, peace, and safety through diplomatic relationships and community building, because that's ""normalization"";
Willing to condemn antisemitism in the diaspora, which helps fuels right-wing rhetoric in Israel;
Willing to shut down lies, propaganda, and disinformation even if it "supports" Palestinians in theory, because lying repeatedly associates the Palestinian movement with lying and makes it harder for survivors to tell their actual stories and be believed outside of the far left movements (and also the truth is bad enough - there's no need to lie);
Willing to focus on practical problem solving over political posturing, especially when it will save Palestinian lives;
Willing to condemn Hamas, which started this most recent disaster, steals aid meant for civilians, uses civilians as human shields, and has been torturing dissenters for years;
Willing to work with Israeli leftists who hate their current government and want peace and full equality for Arab Israelis and their Palestinian neighbors, and also have the best shot at making that change happen; and/or,
Willing to learn about Palestinians as living human beings and value their lives over using them as a political cudgel, whatever that looks like on the ground;
.............then maybe you're more interested in looking radical and jerking off to some fantastical version of The Revolution, and/or hurting Jews than you are in promoting peace, safety, dignity, and self-determination for Palestinians.
Like seriously with "friends" like these, do they even need enemies??
Anyway you should call out the Israeli government for its very real abuses of Palestinians and nothing in this post should be construed otherwise. But if you genuinely care and aren't just in it for internet cool points or leftist cred or feeding your Jew-hate boner or whatever, you gotta prioritize solutions that have a realistic shot at short-term relief and long-term possibility over whatever fits some idealistic goal that will only ever end with more dead Palestinians.
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Lilo & Stitch is a great example of a story that has no villains. It has antagonists, sure, but most of them are well-meaning. The worst person in the film is that little shit Myrtle, but she’s not in the film that much anyway.
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I don’t get to talk about this world/these characters a lot, so a great opportunity this week! Thanks to @flashfictionfridayofficial and the anonymous prompter for it!
[Image ID: white text reading ‘FFF250 Rushing Train’ on a background of blurring red and white lights.
End ID]
all i did was try my best, this the kind of thanks i get?
word count: 595
Content Warnings: mention of POV character getting previously shot, brief mention of a prior war
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Letha can’t fathom the benefit being sent away from her work and her wife to the seaside, not even in the name of her heath, but she does enjoy the body of the train.
It’s a marvelous thing, gleaming metal at a breathtaking speed, quick miles of countryside outside of the cabin windows blurred to one of her mother’s watercolor paintings. Nothing like the dull-black machines of the war that carted weapons and soldiers, this is progress, peace she and the other code-keepers could once have only dreamed of seeing again.
She contents herself with that, loathe as she is to confront a month of quiet sunning and—per the doctor’s firm orders after she was shot—no mysteries. It’s hardly her own fault that her parents created her intellect and she’s seen fit to use it. Her mind is no less hungry when emptied of military codes and the work of it remains respectable, even necessary when there are those who would use stories of spirits and monsters to harm or swindle others.
Letha sighs and attempts to look forward to sand. She is not looking forward to it, especially in her father’s stricter curls. Her hair will look speckled and her mother’s pale olive skin will peel unless she applies paste.
The seaside, pah.
“Em, are you—“ a maid enters her cabin, a private one to keep her from becoming overly curious in her rest, and it’s a terribly familiar thing when the person throws their hands up in frustration. “Endless names of the gods, what are you doing here?!”
Letha manages not to leap to her feet and embrace the woman, but she does stand with a splitting grin. “Šarko!”
Strictly speaking, the short woman before her with dubiously-dyed dark hair, foreigners’ snow-struck coloring, and maid’s drab dress is a criminal. And a thief. And a serial romance of clergywomen’s wives.
But what a mind!
A mind that outwitted Letha under Letha’s half-noble nose. Letha’s friend.
“You got shot,” Amindaj—which is her proper personal name—says, craning her sturdy neck up to glare at Letha, sharp green eyes checking for blood presumably.
“I was shot a season ago, Amindaj,” Letha waves her off.
“Oh, a season. Does sickness know that it’s been a season and it isn’t welcome in your guts?”
She’s being ridiculous. Letha is whole and well enough to travel. More importantly, where Šarko goes, something interesting must be at play.
“I’m fine. Who has valuables on this train?”
Amindaj blusters for a moment, muttered excuses, then relents. They know each other too well for lengthy lies. “Prob’ly your employers.”
Oh. Oh, wonderful.
“I’ve been sent to the sea,” Letha confesses, giddy as her heart picks up. “No employers. And, Amindaj, I’m bored.”
Amindaj grins back, as sharkish as her epithet. “You’ll go sick before we reach the shore without something to occupy your mind, Letha.”
“I will,” Letha says, nodding along. “How many other people do you imagine will be looking for the…”
“Diamonds, love. Gold too, is likely.”
“Terrible risk.” Wonderful damned risk! “Someone should keep abreast of the passengers.”
“And you can’t trust the help either,” Amindaj adds with a wink.
“Terrible risk,” Letha echoes.
She’ll have to introduce herself to enough people, but not too many. Her detecting reputation often precedes her and word should spread throughout. Faster if she asks nothing be said.
“Terrible risk, love, terrible,” Amindaj tuts, handing over a written—coded, gods keep her!—passenger list from a hidden pocket.
Such a lovely thing, a trip to the seaside. Letha can feel her health improving already.
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all goofing aside I genuinely don't understand the urge to reimagine Taylor Allison Swift as a secretly queer icon when the pop music scene(TM) is like. literally overflowing with women who actually like women. Gaga and Kesha and Miley and Halsey are right there. Rina Sawayama and Hayley Kiyoko and Rebecca Black and Kehlani and Victoria Monét and Miya Folick if you're willing to get slightly less top 100. Janelle and Demi for them nonbinary takes on liking girls. like what are we doing here. like I'm not even saying you can't enjoy Taylor but why would you hang all your little gay hopes on her.
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he’s got that previously neglected shelter dog rizz. he looks like he wants to quietly sit next to you on the couch while you watch TV
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✨ Please reblog the polls to make them reach out to as many people as possible, but KEEP IT SPOILER-FREE to make people listen to the music with an open mind 💖 Artists and titles will be revealed after the poll's conclusion, check the original post for an update! ✨
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✨ Please reblog the polls to make them reach out to as many people as possible, but KEEP IT SPOILER-FREE to make people listen to the music with an open mind 💖 Artists and titles will be revealed after the poll's conclusion, check the original post for an update! ✨
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