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pssherri · 4 months
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“Your mother wouldn't approve of how my mother raised me” SNUCIUUUUS I BEG YOU-
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boguspearl · 5 months
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Israel keeps 7,200 Palestinian prisoners, of which 250 of them are children. They can be detained with no arrest warrant, no right to a phone call, and no lawyers present. Detainees can be held for 75 days without receiving official charges, and can be barred from seeing a lawyer for up to 60 days even during their own court sessions. Sworn affidavits of nearly 800 detained children have show that 86% were never informed of the reason for their arrest. 80% were strip searched, 42% denied adequate food and water, 31% denied access to a toilet, 97% not allowed to see a family member, and 55% made to sign papers in Hebrew, not their native tongue of Arabic. 75% faced physical abuse, 58% experienced verbal abuse, intimidation, or humiliation, and 36% were threatened or coerced. The "administrative detention" system employed allows them to indefinitely detain Palestinians without charge and is renewable every 6 months. Two legal systems exist in Israel: that of the civillian and criminal legal system which prosecutes Israelis, and that of the military system which prosecutes Palestinians. Israel is the only country in the world that prosecutes children in military courts with such a lack of fundamental fair trial rights and protections. Since 2000, approximately 13,000 Palestinian children have been detained.
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https://www.addameer.org/publications/systematic-use-torture-and-ill-treatment-israeli-interrogation-centers-cases-torture
https://www.dci-palestine.org/military_detention
https://www.savethechildren.net/news/%E2%80%9Ctreated-animals%E2%80%9D-palestinian-children-face-inhumane-treatment-israeli-run-prisons#:~:text=We%20were%20treated%20like%20animals,healthcare%2C%20even%20when%20explicitly%20requested
https://www.btselem.org/administrative_detention
https://www.ohchr.org/en/press-releases/2023/07/dismantle-israels-carceral-regime-and-open-air-imprisonment-palestinians-un
I'm sorry but I know all of this already I know that Isreal is a terrorist state that regularly breaks the rules of engagement as well as human rights rules and even a few war crimes BUT don't tell me and try to convince me that palastine is any better because face it they are doing so much things that's bad too from kidnapping CIVILIANS and MILITARY FAMILIES incase you forgot but the world doesn't seem to care because Isreal is the supposed greater evil right well let me say this, the world needs to stop not punishing the little guy simply because there's a bigger fish thats done worst things because thsts how rapist's and murders and palastine gets away with things
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vague-humanoid · 6 months
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magicbeardpowers · 6 months
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Got blocked mid-reply by a "both sides" doofus who was losing in the comments to someone else, which I unfortunately didn't get to take screenshots of. I only knew to take screenshots of my own stuff after getting an error message when I tried to post my reply. I have however decided this person falls into one of two new categories. Instead of as I said before, either "ignorant" or a "defeatist loser", the options are now "WILlFULLY ignorant AND a defeatist loser" or "actual psyop who doesn't want you to vote".
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The boundary between antisemitism and generic moral stupidity is a little hard to discern, and I’m not sure it’s always important to find it. I’m not sure it matters why a person can’t distinguish between collateral damage in a necessary war and conscious acts of genocidal sadism that are celebrated as religious sacrament by a death cult.
Our streets have been filled with people literally tripping over themselves in their eagerness to demonstrate that they cannot distinguish between those who intentionally kill babies and those who inadvertently kill them — having taken great pains to avoid killing them — while defending themselves against the very people who have just intentionally tortured and killed innocent men, women, and yes, babies. And who are committed to doing this again at any opportunity, and are using their own innocent non-combatants as human shields.
If you’re bothsidesing this situation, or worse, if you’re supporting the wrong side, if you’re waving the flag of people who murder non-combatants intentionally, killing parents in front of their children and children in front of their parents, burning people alive at a music festival devoted to peace, and decapitating others and dragging their dismembered bodies through the streets — all to shouts of ‘God is Great.’
If you’re recognizing the humanity of actual barbarians, while demonizing the people who worry about war crimes, and who drop leaflets and call cell phones for days, in an effort to get non-combatants to leave specific buildings before they are bombed, because those buildings sit on top of tunnels filled with genocidal lunatics, who again have just sedulously tortured and murdered families as though it were a religious sacrament, because for them it is a religious sacrament.
If you have landed, proudly and sanctimoniously on the wrong side of this asymmetry, this vast gulf between savagery and civilization, while marching through the quad of an Ivy League university, wearing yoga pants.
I’m not sure it matters that your moral confusion is due to the fact that you just happen to hate Jews — whether you’re an antisemite or just an apologist for atrocity is probably immaterial.
The crucial point is that you are dangerously confused about the moral norms and political sympathies that make life in this world worth living. What is more, you don’t even care about what you think you care about, because you have failed to see that Hamas and Jihadists generally are the principal cause of all the misery and dysfunction we see, not just in Gaza but throughout the Muslim world.
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elfyourmother · 9 months
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All the Holy See exalted him Thordan VII, Refulgent Hoplon of the Fury. But before he was the Fury's, he was mine--my Marcellain. And I loved him more than aught under all heaven and earth save one--the babe with his eyes. But I do not Halone, no; twas cruel Man who took them both from me, not Her.
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saltypiss · 5 months
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Understand that Biden doesn't give a shit if you vote for Dump.
He doesn't give a single shit about anyone or anything but himself. An absolute nothing burger of a president who did the Absolute Bare Minimum and that makes him god, like Dump was for R's.
Biden doesn't care. He never has. All you have to do is stop ignoring his history and current Genocidal Actions to understand he should never have been this close to any power in his life. That he is Pro-Genocide and Your Leader.
A Pro-Genocider is the Dem's Leader and the Dem's argument is "so is the other guy" way to both sides yourself you fucking morons.
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notaplaceofhonour · 6 months
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Trump said there were “very fine people on both sides” about a protest at a Nazi rally in 2017 and a bunch of American leftists collectively decided there could never be any complexity to any conflict ever again
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octarinespill · 1 month
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Peter Frederiksen - “Coming at it from both sides.”, 2022
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galaxythreads · 9 months
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can someone gently explain to me how ozai knew about the invasion in the midpoint of book 3? because I don't understand. They burned the library, the owl buried the library. All the messages about the avatar being alive were intercepted. they had no reason to think anyone knew about the eclipse. but having Azula waiting for them on the throne in their secret underground bunker shows a level of preplanning that is incomprehensible to me. How did ozai know????
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wakewithgiggli · 11 months
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wonderkat11 · 2 months
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DQxSSBU: From Merman to Dark Siren (SpeedPaint)
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ponderlyapp · 5 months
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🍂🎄Is it really ever too early to decorate for Christmas? Mariah Carey is defrosting as we speak. But, what do you think?
At @ponderlyapp , Jessica and Megan talk superstitions, religion, and retail. Read it at the link in bio ✨✨ What’s your vote?
🍂 too early?
🎄 not at all!
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come-down-that-tree · 2 years
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Prologue Previous
Come down that tree! (An aftermare story)
Chapter 8: Hindi ka pangit mahal kong kaibigan!
Something was tingling his nose. Nightmare groaned before cracking open an eye-socket and falling nose to nose with his twin's face, far too close to his. He somehow looked really smug and was holding a blade of grass, he probably used that to bother his nose and that's what woke him up.
"What…"
Dream instantly shushed him, smile going wide and body almost vibrating from barely contained energy. What was happening? The dark twin tried to remember the last time he was greeted from sleep in such a strange way. His fuzzy mind summoned some distant memory about a "really cute squirrel who somehow fell asleep on his lap and that should not be awakened" and he glanced to his lap. There was resting the snoozing head of their “guest”. Gears turned slowly inside his mind and due to an inability to properly compute any information so early in the morning, Nightmare just huffed and looked back at his brother as if everything was normal.
“You think you can get us something good for breakfast ‘m kinda hungry?”
Dream just nodded and went his merry way to the village but he still saw the shine in the goldenish eyes. That little-
He will let this slide because the other guardian finally looked happy again and maybe also because he was beyond exhausted. Maybe. He didn’t even remember falling asleep last night.
Now about his lap’s situation… Should he move him?
He didn’t move him.
What would be the point? All he risked was to wake the other up. When he was probably just as tired as him. What if he somehow woke up half panicked again? Would he be able to be left unharmed this time? There was no cute animal on his lap.
A menacing ticking bomb at best.
The future exploding engine stirred a bit and Nightmare tensed.
Do not move.
May the train of panic go back to its station without his passenger.
“I GOT DONUTS!”
Nightmare silently cursed his twin and surveyed the result of the shout with a wary eye. The sleeper uncurved from his asleep posture and gazed upon the surroundings.
Geno didn’t even seem to react upon realizing his position and just sat up against the tree, all while rubbing away the tiredness of his face.
Dream sat in front of them and started to share the various pastries stored in a basket he brought back from down the hill without a care in the world.
They ate together, ignoring for a blissful moment all the turmoil from the last days. Nightmare cut half of his sugary treat to nimble on it, pondering over his feelings over the whole situation. He could see on one side his brother eating far too quickly as usual -he was going to choke anytime soon now- and on the other side Geno treated the food as if it was something incredibly precious… Was he eating enough? Spirit guardians didn’t need that much food to go on. Honestly, a sunny day was almost as filling as a big meal and they only ate sometimes as a treat.
The monsters in his books seemed to eat at least once a day, unless they were on some sort of adventure. He eyed up and down their guest. Hard to say when a skeleton was malnourished. But his bones’ dull color and… “melted” eye socket didn’t offer him the image of a healthy individual…
A part of him refused to even worry about the one who scared and endangered him so much recently. How dared he call him soulless… It hurted. A lot. It wasn’t the first time he had been accused of such a thing and he would have lashed out -or fled- if not for the sad sight he had had before him. Geno had all but crashed down, unresponsive to the outer world. Memories of weeping down in a dark alley after a literal breakdown had made him do what he’d wish someone had done to him then. Get him back to reality, maybe a bit harshly, and ensure he calmed down fully before anything. His anger had dimmed along the ordeal.
It had disappeared completely when the other went back on his words.
Still, he was still waiting for a genuine apology. But confronting the other about that didn’t sit well with him. He will wait. He was sure now. Geno was strange, not mean.
A shiver on his neck made his head turn around. He caught Dream staring at him with a frown, some donut crumbs lingering around his mouth. His brother almost instantly smiled at him brightly as if the frown had been nothing more than a hallucination upon noticing him watching. Uh? Was something worrying him? Maybe a conversation will be needed later… He didn’t like the face he saw and liked even less what it could mean.
Later.
When he’ll no longer be so exhausted from all this touchy feelings stuff. Urg.
He’ll ignore it for today, just today.
Ignorance was bliss and he sure was yearning for some…
It was not as blissful as he'd hoped. Not for him. They stayed in an awkward silence for days!!!
Dream seemed to spend an awful long time in the village. Geno kept silent and Nightmare didn't know what to say.
Awkward. Silence.
The time suddenly felt so long. He was used to silence but not that kind. A heavy one. He tried his best to distract himself with books. Why couldn't he focus properly on the stories? He already read that line three times and that was one of his favorite books he specially went to pick up at the library -he also finally apologized for the wet book, thankfully the old librarian was one of the few to not dislike too much so his precious book's supply hadn't been cut off- in the vain hope it could distract him.
But no. He kept thinking about the other resting in the grass not far.
It was the 4th time he read that sentence.
"What are you readin' ?"
Geno was all of the sudden right next to him, glancing at the words he was trying to understand. The surprise made Nightmare let go of the book that hit the grass with a flap. The monster calmly picked it up and handed it to him. The guardian took it with much more precaution than needed and secured it against his chest before even thinking about answering.
“It’s “La nuit des enfants rois” by Bernard Lenteric…”
“Oh? I don’t know that one, what’s it about?”
He turned fully towards Geno and cocked his head on the side, wondering if the other genuinely wanted to hear about the book’s plot or was just… What?
“Come on, don’t be shelf-ish! Share with the class!”
“If you insist… Wait a second.”
The realization of the attempt at a book pun made him wheeze. It was bad! Truly! But he did not expect it and now he just. Couldn’t. Stop. Laughing! They ended up talking for a while about this book, then other books, then weird scientific experiments about waffles… Geno tried to pun his way through the whole conversation, talking faster and louder with each one succeeding in making the guardian react.
It had been… fun.
He glanced at Geno who was trying to tell a story with the more fish puns possible in it. The monster was grinning brightly. He sure was prettier with a smile on.
Geno suddenly dropped the smile and looked at him with a strange shine in his eyes.
"I'm no pretty."
Oh. Oh! He said it aloud. Warmth went up his face as shame flooded his system. Whyyyy!?
His bashful act disappeared as soon as he registered how serious Geno seemed. He stared at the other for a second before saying out loud and clear:
"You're not ugly either."
"No. I am."
"Why are you being so stubborn about it? Can't accept a little compliment, can you?"
At this point, Nightmare was just irked by the discussion and stopped thinking altogether about what he was sputtering about. He would think later about how utterly silly the argument was and maybe swallow a bit in shame once alone. But now what was important was winning the argument.
"Sure, you aren't a beauty princess but going as far as calling yourself ugly is stupid. Why are you doing that?"
“Hypocrite!” was shouting his mind but he pushed the thought away. Now was not the time for that.
Geno sighed and shaked his head. Was the fool going to argue such a dumb fact?
Nightmare squeaked as he watched the monster slowly lift his shirt. Nope. Automatically his hands flew to his eye sockets. Ah! He can’t see anything now. Not good if the need to run arised…
“What are you doing?”
No answer, nothing. Should he try a peek?
His fingers moved slightly to allow himself to see.
His hands dropped.
In front of him, Geno was looking away, a hand holding his shirt up, revealing a sight the negative guardian wasn’t prepared to see. Ever. He tentatively itched closer, not daring to turn his eyes away.
“Does it hurt?”
A shiver runned through the most damaged ribs Nightmare has ever seen.
“No. Not anymore.”, breathed Geno.
The bones looked like something all but gnawed on it right after stabbing it all over. What was strange was the absence of cracks. Almost as if, the missing bits had not been torn away but just decided to stop existing. What could cause such “wounds”?
“How did you…?”
“I rather not talk about it.”
And with these words, the fabric flopped down, cutting short the fragile conversation. They fall back into silence.
But with the thoughts raging through his mind, Nightmare didn’t feel really “quiet”.
He didn’t know what to say so he said nothing and went to sit a bit further against a tree, cracking open his book. Not once did he cross Geno’s eyes during the process.
It was the 5th time he read this sentence.
End of chapter 8!
Go to chapter 9?
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phroexx · 6 months
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I hate it here(Earth)
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