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This. This will live rent free in my mind for the rest of my life.
Camera person gives the people what they want 🥵
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How they first meet their black S/o Eraserhead, President Mic, and All Might
I can’t draw for shit but for Blacktober I plan on writing. So for all of my black reader you can bet your ass I’m going to support this month’s event. Smash it together with Kinktober too and you got juicy stories. Now onto the story.
Aizawa Shouta [Eraserhead]
All he saw was "That Ass".
He his head turning left and right.
His eyes were so glued to them that you sometimes looked over you shoulder for the Mofo.
You never caught him because that bitch had spiders senses.
“Lucky fucker hasn’t gotten caught..... Yet.”
His favorite parts were when you had to bend down to grab something. Rarely happened, but he soaked it up.
At one point he was catch staring.
You glared into those dark sexy eyes from across the bar for a few minutes.
All while he realized that he was royalty fucked.
You caught him.
He couldn’t look you in your eyes after that.
That’s okay because you took the chance to engage in conversation with him before he could run away.
He wasn’t shy. He just didn’t like talking very much. ☺️
Teasing him was a must because he derserves it after looking at it for to long.
Expect something like “Do you like when my ass clap or my thighs squeezing together?”
Truthfully he would be casually honest. Backfiring on yo ass.
With something like “Both your ass and thighs are equally satisfying, but wondering what my dick would feel like between them is even better.” 🤤
Oh no he didn’t. Oh yes he did.
“I’ll get back to you on that thought” 😤
You left defeated. Beaten by your own game to the point you were basically stomping away. 💢
Aizawa - 1, You - 0
Hizashi Yamada [President Mic]
Believe it or not you were an exchange student for college. 21 years old and working at a part time job.
Your job happens to be at a bar where pro heroes like to relax on the down low.
Bruh. Deadass caught his attention while walking by him.
He was looking at that cake 👀 In them apple bottom jeans.
When I mean he was looking. He. Was. Looking. 👁👅👁
Couldn't help but can communicate on that booty.
“Look at them cheeks slap." He said out loud.
Out fucking loud.
You turned around on his ass hoops flipping and all. Of course those cheeks too.
“Yo! who is this mans talking to?"
I swear half of the room thought you were going take off your hoop earrings and throw the fuck down.
He sat the fuck down. Hadn’t heard a peep from him all night since.
Best believe you cut your eyes at him.
Bitch better know who the fuck he talking to. 💅
Ngl Aizawa too was looking at that cake he just wasn't saying anything about it.
Toshinori Yagi [All Might]
It’s always the juicy ass. 🤦🏾♀️
He was an exchange student in America, while you were just joining to nursing course. College.
No. Not the Hero one the normal one.
Cause you ain’t got time to be dealing with these mofo. Just asking to die.
That and you deadass said to one of them “Get back up one more time and I’ll finish what the last fucker started.”
Also that person you said that too was All Might 😂.
The younger version of All Might though. 🙃
Still it was ALL MIGHT!! That bitch was folding gang members like a lawn chair left and right.
Suprising. . . He didn’t try you.
Gang members feared him, He feared you, and you feared no one.
Why? Because these hands are rated E for everyone.
One thing All Might loves other than your attitude is the fact that you have the 🍰.
I can’t stress how much he loves watching your ass cheeks clap in those tight shorts while you walked away. 🥴
He hate seeing you go, but loves to watch you leave. He keeps you running back and forth like a soccer team.
#Blacktober#anime#black reader#black women#daddy aizawa#all might x reader#aizawa x reader#hizashi x reader#my hero academia#bnha#mha#president mic#eraserhead
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Some dude in 2020: You should not judge a historical figure, a man from the past, by the modern ethics! He was a product of his time. 500 years ago his actions were completely normal! It’s present-ism, we can’t judge… bla-bla-bla…
People from 500 years ago: Oh my, this guy is such a bastard, a genocidal butcher, a total piece of garbage. Let’s keep records of this douche so people from the future shall hate him too.
explorerrowan:
Columbus’s crew were writing about what a genocidal monster he was. There were mutinies and uprisings by his crews and colonists constantly. If his contemporaries were willing to risk the ire of the queen of Spain to oppose him, we have every right to call him out on it too.
booksandpetrichor:
My fave professor always says “there have always been antiracist people doing antiracist work”. So yeah, I can hold historical peeps to a higher standard because there were good, ethical people who knew better
I just want to pause and point out the irony. People who use the label “anti-racist” often act like you can only oppose racism if you call yourself “anti-racist” and/or are Woke.
But this person is using the literal meaning so they can take credit for anyone else who opposed racism (cf “Antifa”).
Also, self-proclaimed “anti-racists” often express racist views.
odinsblog:
Saying “you can’t judge the founding fathers on slavery” because “they didn’t know any better” or “that’s just how it was back then” is a cop out. It’s a standard whitewash that is still used to excuse racists today.
And I can promise you that there absolutely positively were people back then who knew slavery was wrong, and voiced their opinion that slavery was evil. Starting with the slaves themselves.
And if the words of the slaves somehow isn’t good enough, then listen to what one of the founding fathers had to say about the evils of slavery: (x)
Saying people didn’t know any better is whitewashing history, and perpetuating a false image of white purity and innocence. Slavers knew exactly what they were doing. All in the name of free labor and profit. The exploitive nature of capitalism hasn’t changed very much. I’ll bet 100 years from now people will argue that Jeff Bezos didn’t know he was risking the lives of his employees in the middle of a pandemic. Because “times were different back then.”
So yeah, people who insist that “times were just different back then” are racism apologists, whether they realize it or not. That worn out excuse is as old as slavery itself. Call those fuckers out.
funereal-disease:
There have always been people working for the rights and dignity of the marginalized, yes. It’s important to remember that historical people are not a monolith of evil. But that’s not a rebuttal to “they were a product of their time”, because the “product of their time” line is about the Overton window of practices at any given time, not about whether every single individual practiced any given thing.
For example, while in 2020 there are many people aware of the abuses in sweatshops, and many brands that make a conscious effort to avoid sweatshop manufacturing, it’s still socially acceptable to support brands known to use sweatshop labor. Wearing a shirt with with a “made in Vietnam” tag won’t get you booed and shunned. This is what “product of their time” means: not that there weren’t people opposing any given atrocity, but that said atrocity was normalized to an extent that it became background noise.
When your social milieu – not activists, but the actual people and institutions you engage with on a daily basis – doesn’t recognize something as wrong, it’s extremely difficult to transcend that. You’re a fish in water. Every single one of us reading this in 2020 is doing something that future generations will consider abhorrent. Dismissing the idea of being a product of your time means that you’ll be less capable of recognizing that. Historical people are not fundamentally different from any of us.
ferventfox:
> Every single one of us reading this in 2020 is doing something that future generations will consider abhorrent.
It bothers me so much that people don’t see this. I’m under thirty and I still can look back at moments during my own lifetime and think “well that’s just how it was back then. People didn’t think about things the same way.” Like do people honestly think they’ve reached the pinnacle of wokeness? Extend the same understanding to people of the past that you’d want your descendants to have for you.
Bold of you to assume these folks will reproduce, @ferventfox.
Jokes aside, there’s often lots of people condemning Wokesters NOW, and they just double down. They are literally doing it in this thread. Ignoring the actual point about normalization.
Heck, even if people were condemning Bad Folks at the time, that doesn’t mean they did it to their faces, or they were even noticed, or they were actually good at making their arguments.
It's also interesting how the kind people who regularly say Western societies were systemically biased and it’s hard for (white, male, cishet, etc) people to notice their own bias suddenly act like resistance to the flow of history and culture would've been easy, that a few voices couldn't easily be lost in the tummult.
Not to mention ignoring how people take stances for a variety of reasons, like spite, or political convenience. Funny how they're equating their hashtags to people who took their lives and livelihoods and reputations on the line, when the Woke folks are the ones who try to take all that away from people for going against the Party.
And often succeed.
A mob of petty tyrants, convinced they're the plucky rebels.
Also, given >what I've seen of Odinsblog's stupidity in the past<, I'm not surprised to see them take Some AZQuote and Some Guy's Tweet as ironclad proof. I'd bet money they didn't even make sure it was real, much less look up the contexts.
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N7 challenge 18 and 19 - Blue and Substance
Yep, doubling up prompts again... it’s Nano, I’m only human.
Summary: Extra, extra... Commander Shepard’s gotta engage in some mild censhorship after a tabloid leaks a photo of him imbibing a mysterious substance. Just what is it... and why does it smell like blue raspberry? The hell is the Alliance up to these days?
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Why did he get the feeling he was being watched by more than just hamsters?
It was probably just a feeling, but Alistair couldn't shake it as he entered Citadel Critters that afternoon. Normally this was his favorite place on the station, but... well, the walk over from the docks had been unnerving to say the least. If anyone caught sight of him, they stared. A few even whispered, but it was all too low for him to pick up.
Great, who was he fucking now according to the media?
“Good to see you, Al.”
At least Mike looked normal and happy to see him. Alistair was glad for that as he raised his hand in a friendly greeting. That was of course a mistake – from the wrist almost to his elbow he was still bandaged up like a mummy. At least the bandages had stopped bleeding.
Normally medigel would be the thing for this, but the wound type needed healing the old fashioned way. As a medic he understood it... but as a twitchy biotic, it was itchy as hell and he hated every moment of it.
The shopkeeper winced at the sight of him. “Am I allowed to ask what happened there, or is it secret Spectre shit?”
“I got too close to a krogan on Tuchanka and we traded paint. Their bacteria is pretty toxic, so I can't seal it up with medigel.” He shrugged. “Least I didn't break anything. Then that would have to heal the old fashioned way too.”
He was kind of glad that krogan was dead, all things considered. Not just because he tried to kill him, but he tried to kill his nephew during his Proving. Nobody messed with Grunt and got away with it; didn't matter what it was. Shit, he'd taken on a thresher maw for the kid and he still had to go to therapy considering them. If that wasn't proof he liked the guy, nothing was.
But anyway, he was glad that fucker was dead. Asshole.
“Now you're fighting krogan hand to hand? Maybe there's something to that tabloid story after all.” Mike winced as he seemed to bite his tongue. “Shit, I said I wasn't going to ask you about that, it's clearly bullshit...”
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What was clearly bullshit?
Alistair frowned as he checked his omni-tool, going to a site he knew fairly well. It had been a while since he had checked in with Citadel Daily, but it looked like for the most part they were still behaving. Sure, he wound up there – but they weren't mentioning who he was fucking or anything.
The answer was nobody, by the way, because the universe hated him.
“Well... it's not from Citadel Daily, so I think you're going to have to fill me in.”
The shopkeeper looked uncomfortable as he rubbed the back of his neck. “It's from some smaller paper, but it's kind of gone viral. They ran it in last week's Spec-Check.”
Ah, he'd heard of that. Hell, he'd been in it once or twice. Half the time it was getting censored by the Council for accidentally falling ass first into the truth, and the rest of their stories were so obviously fake that they provided excellent cover. The ones about him had all been fake... but maybe it would explain the stares.
Mike grabbed his datapad from a nearby table and tabbed over to an article he had clearly read a couple times. He wasn't looking Alistair in the eye as he handed it over, and his hand trembled a bit. Clearly, someone was feeling a little guilty...
“What the hell?”
There, in bright font, screamed out “Commander Shepard: Under the Influence of Biotic Boosting Substances?” with a picture of him in armor. His eyebrow zoomed to his hairline as he realized it was taken on Tuchanka. How had he missed a krogan taking a picture of him?
More importantly, who had sold him out and why did he need to tan their hide?
“So this story...” he flicked through. “Implies that I'm on some illicit substance to boost my biotics. They know red sand is a thing, right?”
The shopkeep shrugged. “Keep reading, they imply it's some purified Alliance version they're testing on you. The paper called it blue moon...”
Alistair's vein throbbed as he flipped to the picture. Clear as day, there was a picture of him opening a tube of a obnoxiously colored, bright blue powdery substance and swallowing it down. Judging by the scenery... he had gone after a thresher maw not long after it was taken.
Ok... he could kind of see the hook there, but come the fuck on.
“I told people it was bullshit, the Alliance isn't going to risk its first Spectre on shit like that...” Mike's voice wavered. “But then more pictures showed up.”
Now he really had to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Mind telling me where I can find these guys? I think I need to give them the Citadel Daily special.”
“Is that the part where you toss them out a window?”
No, it was the part where he let Bo threaten someone with defenestration. Problem was that his XO was still back on the Normandy with her adoptive son. They were having a bonding moment after what had gone down on Tuchanka. He was eventually supposed to bring them back snacks, but... well it looked like he had to make a pit stop first.
“We'll see. Now, I gotta get to tracking them down...”
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Unlike Citadel Daily, the office of Eye on the Citadel was much smaller and in a more run down part of the Wards. Some might have called it seedy, but Alistair didn't care as he got out of the cab and checked his omni-tool. On it flashed the details he needed and had acquired from EDI when he had informed the Normandy where he was going.
“You packing your blue moon, Commander?”
Alistair rolled his eyes as he touched the piece in his ear. “Joker...”
“Sorry, Commander. I know you're touchy about it and all. Just don't throw anyone out a window with your mind.”
Yes, yes he was. Regardless, the Spectre sighed as he approached the front door. The sign said to knock, which he did. He even stepped back, waiting. For a long while, he wasn't sure if anyone was home.
Then he heard the skittering in the background.
“Shit, it's Shepard!”
Someone wasn't very subtle. They were also looking through the peep hole directly at him. Despite himself, he gave a little wave as he waited for the door to open. Whoever was there squeaked, and it sounded like they fell down.
Hopefully they hadn't broken anything before he got the chance to try.
“Hello, are you alright in there? It sounded like you took a nasty fall. I'm a medic if you need some first aid.”
Someone was sniffling behind the door. It was so damn pathetic that Alistair sighed and reached for the doorknob. In a few seconds, his picking program had made short work of the lock. That allowed him to gently twist the handle and open the door.
Just like he thought, there was a person on the floor, holding their ankle with big tears in their eyes. From where he was standing, it just looked like a bad sprain. It was nothing a little medigel and some rest couldn't handle, and luckily he had the first ingredient on hand.
Problem was, the person who had just entered the hallway looked as though he had murdered someone.
“So Commander Shepard breaks and enters on top of consuming illicit drugs.” Their camera was out. “Eli, did he hurt you?”
Alistair's tone was as dry as Tuchanka as he motion to the prone human. “I'm no doctor, but I'm pretty sure they sprained their ankle falling.”
The man with the camera looked from his partner to his subject a few times. He still took a few pictures before he put it away – note to self, blast that late. A few seconds later, he was helping Eli to his feet – somewhat unsuccessfully. He was way off balance.
“If you do it that way...” He winced as both men went tumbling. “... that's going to happen. Did you break something too?”
Camera man wasn't amused as he tried to free himself from underneath his prone friend. “I'm fucking fine, what the hell are you doing here? You broke in!”
Alistair gestured to the fact he was still on the other side of the door. “I haven't even entered the house yet, good luck proving that.”
Clearly, he was dealing with a real genius. He doubted this was the man who had written the article about him – not enough imagination. Maybe it was his photos, but definitely not his words. That he attributed to Mr. Sprained Ankle, who was still trying to get up on his own power. With his luck, he probably sprained the other one...
Just what he needed, a rescue mission when he was trying to be intimidating.
He sighed and let his anger trickle out. “May I enter so I can administer first aid? You've followed me enough to know I'm a medic.”
“Yeah, a medic tripping balls on blue moon!” Camera man pointed at him. “I saw you take it twice on the Citadel, once with your fucking niece! You have a problem, and I'm going to expose you so people know not to-”
The beeping from Alistair's wrist drew the Spectre's attention. He frowned and flipped it over. A familiar program was warning him that his sugar was currently in the low 60's. If this kept up, he was going to risk really becoming a space cadet.
Talk about appropriate though.
“You're about to see another dose, actually.” He pulled the paper tube from his jacket pocket and ripped off the top. A few seconds later, down his throat it went. All he tasted was sour blue raspberry as it traveled down his throat.
He really hated blue flavors... green apple was where it was at.
On the floor, Eli sniffed. “Is... that candy?”
“Homemade pixie stick mix. It's cheaper than buying the individual tubes.” He tossed Camera Man a packet. “Test it if you don't believe me. Mine's a little more sour than the commercial mix, but it's still basically sugar, citric acid, a little bit of flavor with the color.”
Somewhere, he was pretty sure a thousand 'don't do drugs, kids' infomercials went through both men's heads as they examined the packet. The vein continued to throb as he waited for his sugar to creep back to normal levels. At least it wouldn't take long – he had caught the low fairly early.
It was Eli who took the packet, giving a little bit of the powder a cautionary lick despite his coworker's protests. When his face contorted in the classic sign of sour, the Spectre sighed in relief. Still, it was hard to resist pinching the bridge of his nose.
“He's telling the truth, Sam. It's like a high powered pixie stick.” And then the man wasn't looking at him. “Shit... you've been eating these the whole time, haven't you?”
Alistair held up his wrist, showing the blood meter reading. “Have to or I go into hypoglycemia. It's part of being a biotic for me. So I guess we can say you were kind of right about it being a biotic booster. However, I don't think anyone outside an elementary school classroom is going to call it illicit.”
He at least allowed a smile. “So, you going to let me in now to help with that ankle, or are you just going to live on the floor from now on?”
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“So, did you throw him out a window?”
“No, and did you want the Cheetos too?”
Alistair could hear Bo groaning on the other end of the line as he picked out snacks for his trip back. He had quite a few – enough to fill the basket. That was understandable, given he was helping to feed a krogan and a high powered biotic. Between the two of them, he wasn't sure who could eat more. Some days it was a toss up.
So he added the Cheetos anyway. If she didn't want them, he'd eat them later.
“You're such a fucking boy scout sometimes, Al. You could've at least fucked with him a little bit.”
The Spectre shrugged his shoulders as he added a few more things to his basket before heading for the self check out. Given the time of day, the store was pretty packed. He still felt eyes on the back of his neck, but not as many as before.
The blog post had gone out while he was checking Eli's ankle. He had been right on the credits about who wrote for that duo...
“I got my retraction, and he learned not to stand on things while you're spying on a Spectre. Everyone walks away happy.”
“Yeah, except the people who bet you'd throw them out the window.”
Well, that was their mistake. After all, he WAS known for being the boy scout. She had said it herself. Though, he knew she hadn't bet on him, though not because she knew him well. Bo wasn't allowed to bet on anything involving him, due to the fact she was usually involved. This was a rare technicality that had kept her out of the pool.
Too bad, she could've cleaned up.
“Who managed to take the pot home?”
“Garrus. He better be taking you on some kind of date with that money when this is over.”
The thought of it made Alistair's face heat as he started scanning things through the self checkout. “Come on... we're not...”
“Not with that attitude. Also, did you get the nuggets? We were going to watch Jurassic Park next, they'd be a good theme snack.”
He sent her a picture of the massive sized bag of dinosaur-shaped nuggets before finishing up. Soon, he was out the door and blending into the crowd as he put his hood up to avoid the lingering gazes. Hopefully with time, it would settle down.
As he headed back to the Normandy, Alistair was glad for one thing... that he hadn't told anyone the thought of throwing someone out a window had crossed his mind more than once as he healed Eli's ankle. That would've probably lost the pool for Garrus, and maybe he was hoping for that date sometime this century.
Well, that and being cleared of being on weird Alliance drugs like a guinea pig. That was good too. But seriously, how the hell had they come up with that? Anyone with a brain in their head knew as a Spectre he technically wasn't part of the Alliance anymore. If they had any neat substances to test out, it would be on people they actually held marching orders for.
Oh well... at least he'd been able to get the green color this time. No more blue moon for him. Maybe he'd keep the name for the blend, though... it was kind of catchy.
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Prime time bro Arcana wants me to tell you about the Boar Story, so here we go.
Alright, so, this one time, we were in the 17-18 year old range, and there’s a thing that was popular to do back in the day, in my hometown: Go get shitfaced in the hills. Allow me to contextualize you a bit: See, Chile is a very hilly and mountainous country, and in particular, my hometown, La Calera, a small but very industrial city, is right next to some real large hills.
That is the main hill (literally named Cerro La Calera, or La Calera Hill), which is visible from pretty much anywhere in town (and is a lot longer than it seems). It also has a “BIENVENIDO A LA CALERA” (Welcome to La Calera) and a big fat cross on top because Chile is an unreasonably religious country. The more outwards you go, the more you reach farmlands and other not-really-populated areas, like highway territory and even more hills, in the center of hill clusters.
This little lesson in Chilean geography is to tell you that there was this fad in this town of going well into the hill cluster and partying there, because we Chileans have little to no sense of self-preservation and poor impulse control: We see a hard to get area, we think “DUDE WE COULD THROW A FUCKING BBQ IN THERE”.
Now, what’s on the hills? Believe it or not, thieves usually hide there. Not your old fantasy brigands, of course, just fugitives trying to lay low for this or that reason, such as escaping the cops or hiding stuff they stole from a burglary, what have you. They are the 2nd main danger. There’s also cougars sometimes, but they are mostly harmless; Chilean Cougars (Puma Concolor Puma) have good temperaments and won’t maim you unless you provoke them.
These dudes (if you google them, you’ll see a lot of very close wild pictures of them because THEY ARE FRIENDLY). These friends are the least dangerous of the hill threats.
So what’s the main danger? We’ll get back to this later.
SO, A COUPLE OF MCDUDERS AND I decided to jump into the wagon of bands of this whole “partying in the hills” mumbo jumbo that was going on. We get the portable grill, we get the cooler with a lot drinks, we get the ice, we get the stereo (ooh!), we get the Works, my dude, we are READY to party like kings, kings of DANGER AND INTRIGUE, kings who really wanted to have an anecdote for later in their lives.
So we are there, and it’s all lit and cool and lovely, but see, we had a friend in this group, see, a very special friend. Cesar, a dude that was the “some like him, some dislike him, but he’s part of the group, all in all” dude in our group. Even among us dumbasses, this dude had VERY poor impulse control, and look, I’ll be frank, he was NOT the brightest crayon in the box... But he sure as hell was the sharpest tool in the shed, because he stirred shit up like nobody’s fucking business. The FEW times I’ve been involved in bar brawls and street fights, it was because this mother fucker instigated them (this being the reason why I stopped hanging out with him altogether). The guy was SUPER fun to party with and hang out with, but he was like a fucking gasoline gijinka or some shit, like, the dude couldn’t be more inflammatory, he always found SOME fucking way to escalate the situation into a disaster. If there was an Olympic sport consisting of just causing mayhem, he wouldn’t be the gold medalist because he’d have punched one of the judges out after fucking their sister. This dude was Conflict Incarnate, and I haven’t found enough evidence to prove he isn’t an Agent of Chaos.
So we were having a great time, drinking rum and pisco and beer and tequila and what have you, blasting some Chancho En Piedra on the battery-powered boombox. We WERE, past god damn tense, because Cesar gets drunk, and he’s one of those ANNOYING drunks, and starts being annoying. We tell him to fuck off, as is customary, and my dude actually fucks off. We spend some five, ten minutes enjoying ourselves before we have a hivemind vinyl scratch moment and we realize, dude, we told Cesar to fuck off in the middle of the fucking hills. We quickly engage DEFCON 1 and get hot on his pursuit. We were a total of... 4? 5? people without Cesar, and we start trying to look for our dude at around 2:30 AM, middle of the fucking night, in a cluster of hills the fuck away from society.
NOW, LET’S GO BACK TO WHAT WE WERE TALKING ABOUT BEFORE: So what’s the Main Danger in the hills? Boars, My Dude.
These sumbitches are here and there in Chile, and they are god damn aggressive. People that have never seen a boar think they are just hairy pigs with cute little tusks. You know HOW big boars get?
This fuckin’ big. They get gOD DAMN MASSIVE,
BACK TO OUR STORY, of our peeps yells at us to come over because “Cesar is fucking gonna get killed!”. We take that at face value, as you normally do with him, and we god damn sprint there to see Cesar, in the distance, fucking YELLING at a big god damn boar. I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW CHILE HAD BOARS BACK THEN. “Cesar, stop that, come back slowly!” we yelled, but our dude was so shitfaced he disregarded us, grabbed a big rock, and threw it at the boar. That was that for the boar: It charged.
That’s the precise moment where we lose our god damn mind and start running and climbing uphill through whatever fucking deformation was in front of us, so this big bastard boar had to take the long way to reach us. Cesar also realized his Folly, and began running with us. We ran for our lives and eventually reached a tall plateau-ish formation (let’s call it nature’s own balcony), where the boar had no real way to reach us. Keep in mind, we left ALL of our stuff back where we had set up camp. Music, drinks, snacks, grilled meat, our sleeping bags, EVERYTHING. All to go look for this boar-fighting mother fucker.
We were not very happy!
So once we make sure we are alive and in no danger of being fuckrammed to death by 160+ kilos of angry pig meat, we absolutely tear Cesar’s ass up verbally. The fucker actually had the gall to argue back, as if it wasn’t his fault we just had a close encounter with Saint Peter urging us to go past the gates, so we got mad and kinda beat him up. He was so drunk, he fell asleep midways through it (we weren’t, like, full of lynching him, but we were punching his body because fuck you, Cesar), and we were SO MAD at being robbed of his pain, that we placed him, on his back, on top of a short and bulky boulder, so his back arched a lot. We just wanted him to REALLY feel pain in the morning from sleeping in that position. So we all go to sleep ANGRILY.
Come next morning, we are woken up by Cesar’s incessant screaming of pain, urging us to tell him WHO put him in that position. We got him off that position, and then let him crawl the way back with us because we still were furious. We got off the ‘balcony’ and we went back to our camp. Of course, if you leave grilled meat in the middle of the hills, of course animals are gonna come and god damn eat everything. I assume it was foxes. Anyways, everything was basically wrecked, eaten, and pissed all over. Not as pissed off as us, though. We all began making our way back to town, and left Cesar and his hungover-ass, wrecked-back self go back his own fucking way, and that’s the last time we ever hung out with Cesar after he almost got us killed by a boar (he did make it back in town, before anyone asks if he like died or something; hills are pretty safe in the day).
Moral of the story: Just don’t go get shitfaced in the hills, especially if you have a Cesar of your own.
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“With Liberty and Justice for All”
(copious amounts of profanity ahead)
After the initial shock left me numb, then angry, then depressed, the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach took over and, funny enough, for a long time I was pissed off not because of what happened, but because it was allowed to happen. I wasn’t even furious with the key players anymore because they’re...well, real life versions of one dimensional characters, they did what they were supposed to do, what they would always do, what everyone knew for a fact they would do. I was mad at The People. The American People. Not at the - we’ll never really know how many - millions which were racist, misogynist, xenophobic, hateful and downright stupid enough to feel that donald was worth a genuine vote, but at the vast majority whom, between Clinton, 3rd party candidates, write -ins (and assorted silliness) didn’t vote for donald. Why was I so mad at these - mainly sane - folks? Because a majority let itself be ruled by a minority with, until recently, barely a peep in protest. Very few people took the fight as seriously as it needed to be taken and where we are today is a result of that.
Had this been a normal, fair election...it would be one thing, but it’s been clear since the start that things were far from an even remotely legitimate deal. The U.S. had bad Presidents before, it also had dumbass Presidents before, look at Bush Jr. who was as sharp as that kid in your nephew’s class who eats all the crayons; Jr., funny enough, found himself down in votes as well, but still “won”. However, and despite that - let’s call it - coincidental similarity, donald is frighteningly different from W. He’s not only ignorant and illiterate, he’s something Bush wasn’t: a vicious sociopath. donald isn’t just unbelievably stupid (and so very proud of his stupidity), he’s not just a loud clown, he is a fucking deranged monster and if you think I’m exaggerating, you haven’t researched him thoroughly enough because his track record will scare the shit out of anyone. The dude truly is criminally insane.
Now, donald supporters will argue till they’re blue in the face that non donald voters are sore losers, “libtards”, “snowflakes” and whatever else colorful little adjectives the not too bright amuse themselves with in order to have something with which to (try to) annoy others and thus, not having to confront their own stupidity. However, recently we’ve learned that not only has the corruption and treason which lead us to this situation been reliably and extensively documented, but also that American intelligence agencies had the information for months...and sat on it. The connections between donald’s minions and the shadiest shit imaginable has been established, foreign intelligence services have been frantically waving their arms in the air, begging US intelligence to, for fuck’s sake, look at their findings regarding very blatant treason...and yet, YET...here we are. Now the public knows all about it and the backlash has been until recently, pretty damn weak. Thankfully the public’s fighting morale picked up in a big way with the women's march, but it’s still a long way from effective. Plus the march was very rightfully so focused on specific topics, but what’s needed is an all out blitz of opposition and protest. For every - single - thing.
A lot contributed to donald’s - LOL - “victory”:
1) partisanship within the agencies (here’s looking at you, Comey)
2) the Russian meddling (through blackmail, money, influence, disinformation, paid trolls, and other endless etc’s)
3) vote tampering (took a shitload of lawyers and some serious bribe showers to keep that one on the low...seriously, look into it and your jaw will drop like an anvil on a road runner cartoon...but apparently, we’ll just ignore outright mathematical impossibilities and documented bribery because that’s the world we live in now)
4) voter suppression, critical in areas with large black communities because the overwhelming majority of black voters weren’t here for this fuckery - especially women, go Ladies, making us proud as always!
5) useless 3rd party voting despite the many, maaaaaaaany warnings not to engage in it because it was so DAMN clear what was gonna go down and people still did it cause stupid reasons no one cares about; how are you enjoying that skinny ass high horse now, fuckers???
6) the utterly shitty job by American news organizations who sucked donald’s lil dick dry for months in the name of ratings and which now are shocked, shocked I tell you!!! that the motherfucker turned on them...who could have possibly seen that one coming,unbelievable!!! And still, STILL they haven’t learned from it, they’re still airing donald’s mental diarrhea verbatim all - the - time, calling racist and xenophobic shit “controversial” and having lap dogs like Crack Barbie Conway talking about goddamn “alternative facts” on national television with a straight face!
7) the impotent and pathetic opposition put up by democrats, I mean seriously folks...some democrats voted in favor of donald’s cabinet members; have you learned nothing from 8 years of republican fuckery? Oppose ALL the things! If it wasn’t for Maxine Waters “fuck you AND this shit” attitude, Tim Kaine’s “I just think it’s funny how...” brand of shade and a few other good folks in there, we could just throw the whole damn party in the trash
8) republicans having been WHIPPED by donald’s cheap reality star popularity which was - sadly - more than enough to outshine the zodiac killer and whoever else they had lying around. Republicans had to drop to their knees for donald and, in exchange, they can pull off a U.S. fire sale like they’ve been aiming for for 8 years now. Make no mistake, there isn’t a terrorist organization in the world which can hold a candle to the American republican party, their business is death and destruction for profit and they excel at it
9) the “slow moving right wing coup” (Maher called it, just before the election), the almost decade long crusade of misinformation and public manipulation through garbage like fox news and breibart through puppets like hannity and kelly. donald’s fake shot at the Presidency would have been impossible without the massive groundwork that came long before he was even considered to be viable enough for this
10) the fact that a lot of folks adored donald’s catchy tune of hate and racism. trump voters didn’t vote for him despite this, they voted because his message was music to their ears. How an uncharismatic, orange, shar-pei looking motherfucker managed to establish a cult of personality would actually be impressive if it wasn’t terrifying.There’s no real “economic angst”, there was no “reaction against the status quo”, nobody wanted to drain no damn “swamp”, the “he tells it like it is” excuse is just that...everything which was used to justify donald’s popularity is utter BULLSHIT. donald got votes because a black Man was President, because women had valid sexual and reproductive health rights, because the LGBT community got basic rights recognized, because Islamophobia is a reality, because black folks were asking not to get killed for sitting and reading a book, or ringing a doorbell asking for help, or buying skittles
and of course, 11) the fact that trump made it totally cool to just go right for any pussy you fancy at any time, i.e. normalized sexual assault. If that doesn’t scream about the rampant engulfment of society in rape culture, I don’t know what does.
Yes, a lot helped donald get to where he is today, but the problem isn’t that this stuff happened, it’s that it was allowed to happen, the beginning of the shitstorm. It’s not like the asshole totally changed his tune overnight; everyone knew he was a risk and still, it was constantly underestimated. Just a few days ago the U.S. was forced to go with a 100% illegitimate President, one planted by a foreign power, under blackmail from that same power, with an estimated 1.5 billion (that’s billion with a B) dollars in debt, making him one of the brokest motherfuckers in the world (and oh boy, is he robbing the Presidency blind already...between selling access to himself and facilitating businesses abroad...), supported by the terrorist hate group formally known as kkk and every filthy, inferior white supremacist around, with a cabinet filled with incompetent, batshit insane, corrupt picks who’ll be responsible for everything from your tax dollars to nuclear weapons - fucking TERRIFYING - and who’s sole job is to burn it to the motherfucking ground and piss on the ash and oh yeah, let’s not ever stop talking about donald’s sex abuse history which includes confessed predatory behavior, strolling through teens changing rooms and rape accusations from minors to his ex wife. You really can’t expect much from a guy who once said “Is it wrong to be more sexually attracted to your own daughter than your wife?”; she was 13 at the time.
So while the rest of the world had been pulling its hair and collectively asking: “What, in the absolute name of FUCK is going on and why is it allowed to continue!?”, most people had been showing indignation...on Twitter, being extremely angry...at home. It took some pretty dark reality checks to shake folks up. The thought of 22 (now some sources say 30+) million Americans losing healthcare brought a few thousand people out, just a few thousands out of 71 million who voted for a different candidate. For months now I and many others have been begging anyone who’ll listen to go out, go beyond the fallacy of sticking solely to hashtag activism and actually act! Before the women’s march injected some much needed life into people, I was met with everything from sheer indifference to a sense of total hopelessness (useless sentiment), but the worst thing so far, the one that really angered me to the fucking core, was the sickeningly common sentence “we can’t do anything about it”. Buying into the fact that you’re powerless, failing to understand that people run the government and not the other way around is the most successful form of oppression ever deployed and let me tell you, there’s nowhere else on earth where it has been applied more successfully than in the US. Politicians running wild knowing there’s 0 accountability for their actions is what motivated the batshit insane last few weeks in which republicans have released a kind of greatest hits of nefarious fuckery which include the sentencing of millions to death or bankruptcy (or both) without health insurance, getting rid of what little oversight they have (though that was over with? Check again...), and paying the bill for donald’s dumbass wall which may be the most ridiculous, useless thing ever made...this kind of distancing between politicians an accountability is why crisis like Flint drag out for years with no resolution - or even interest for a resolution.
It really is a damn tragedy the situation has been allowed to run out of control, so now it’s time to get a handle on the lunacy. Before American women (actually, women everywhere) brought it, a few weeks back, LA and NY showed up early with marches of about 10 thousand people each, the most meaningful actions pre-post-inauguration; some folks burned a couple of trash cans in Portland (and conservatives have been crying out that “the cities are burning!!!” ever since, failing to mention, of course, that rioters are mainly paid elements to create this kind of disruption so people like donald can bitch about it later; see also Washington DC a few days ago) and that’s about it really...So what have we learned? Massive protests, shutting down streets, cities...it’s the only way to go. There needs to be a continuity to the kind of spirit which propelled the women's match. Politicians will never admit it, but they’re terrified of people in large numbers, they may despise voters but they also need them.
So this “inauguration”, these disastrous first days, a ridiculous circus which would have been deemed too stupid to be featured in the cheapest of French farces can either mark the end of The American People’s chance to act or the start of a proper, comprehensive uprising. If you were waiting for the inauguration to then push for an impeachment...that won’t fly here, it’s too late for any of the regular democratic processes. Election was illegitimate, electoral college voted illegitimately...relying on this kind of stuff is dead and buried. Keep hearing folks talk about 2020, elections...bless their hearts...even if by some miracle we reach that date, do y'all really think there will ever, EVER be anything remotely close to a free election ever again? With these corrupt fucks in power? Nah, that ship has sailed. donald getting “elected” was what’s called a proof of concept and now, like a cancer, his so called administration will infect every nook and cranny of government, making it impossible to remove. Best case scenario, some key players get kicked out and there’s a chance to start repairing the damage, but the root is firmly planted and there will be massive problems for many years to come because donald and his posse got this far. Plus, external influence is and will continue to be massively powerful; Russia has republicans tightly grabbed by the balls which means all their decisions aren't really their own and that the US is now a satellite state. Cold War era communists would piss themselves in excitement like puppies if they had ever even dared to dream that such a thing could be possible. And the kicker is, the U.S. wasn’t even the main act, it was just a beta test. France and Germany are coming up next, efforts to end NATO and the EU are well on their way and in Europe, stupid people are falling for the same kind of “populism” (aka very poorly disguised racism and xenophobia and other assorted far right ideological diarrhea) that stupid people in America fell for when sprayed by golden boy himself. My faint hope is that a large enough number of Europeans will wake up in time. So far I remain disappointed. Twice now in fairly recent times Europe fucked itself up; soon it will be on its way to a third go. “Those who don’t understand history...” etc.
So here we are, 2017 and worried about world wars, nuclear wars, a Russian empire, nazis and the end of democracy. Ain't that a bitch? The real kicker tho, the part that made me so very pissed off at the reasonable, logic people out there is that the whole thing was so, so, SO very fucking avoidable...we got complacent and lost focus on how vicious the fight was and how vicious we had to be to win it. I love FLOTUS44 to no end but the motto should have been “when they go low, we get a motherfucking club and crack their head open cause they’re already in a convenient position to get bashed and we gotta take these fuckers out, pronto” - not as catchy, but it was the right attitude. To show just how soft and out of touch people have become, this week there’s been a debate about if punching a nazi is wrong. I shit you not! “If” it’s wrong...smh. And even if throwing hands isn’t your thing, all anyone ever really had to do was show up. Right at the start, show up, provide the numbers for “strength in numbers”, be a body in a crowd. Wasn’t hard, wasn’t costly, didn’t need a great deal of planning...call up a couple of friends who in turn call up 2 or 3 more and just...showing up and demanding the most basic legitimacy needed for an election, demanding that a line was drawn between free speech and hate speech, demanding that something as vile as donald and pence and bannon and kushner and flynn and every other piece of shit in the gang wasn’t allowed anywhere near a Presidential election. People knew what was at stake, people saw the democratic processes fail.
Like I said, the key players are predictable, they don’t break character; you know for a fact what they’ll do: donald will always be a sociopathic old perv and act like such; republicans will always be money hungry, moralless whores (and I use that word for the actions themselves, I mean no disrespect to hardworking, honest prostitutes who don’t deserve to be compared to something as disgusting as republicans); white supremacists will always be inferior whiny bitches; and the people who support all these aberrations will always be too fundamentally dense, too goddamn stupid to understand the seven ways till Sunday in which they’re getting fucked while cheering for the ones pounding their ass. But the people who know better, the people who’ve seen this ridiculous charade since the start for what it is and got lost in pointless shit like in house fighting (who had the best candidate cause of reasons) or simply didn’t lift a finger in any serious and meaningful way to try and stop it...they’re ones responsible for the mess being in play. It’s pretty simple: you see a toddler with a gun, you don’t wait till it shoots itself in the damn face, you take the gun away.
So where will we be a little while from now if things don’t change dramatically? Well let me put on my Carnac The Magnificent hat on (a lil something for the kids to Google, take their mind of this whole “we’re all probably gonna die horrible deaths” dealio): Our buddy Vladimir, finding out this shit actually works (whaaaaaat? Long shot win!), will try and succeed with the same model in other countries, Europe will be at war again, a short one because Russia will steamroll resistance as it takes over.NOT looking forward to that. The US will be carved like a thanksgiving turkey; first, the complete demolition of the Obama legacy because, you know, memories of a black Man in office for 8 years won’t do, gotta bulldoze that shit like, yesterday! Remind “the blacks” (as donald says) of their place, make aberrations of the LGBTs again, and fuck this environment shit cause who needs clean air and water when there’s fucking oil to drill, goddamn it!!! However, it won’t be just a gutting of government and liberties and rights, but also of territory. California will be the first to exit, also with - very indirect and covert - Russian backing, NY will follow. Texas will probably join in cause...well, it’s Texas, it’s just itching to shoot at something. The rest of the territory will be as miserable as any third world country. Sadly I won’t get the pleasure of shouting “MAGA!” and laughing my ass off in the face of every single Trump voter while they starve or die from most banal diseases in the book. A true shame. Russia will continue to fund terrorism like it does with ISIS, as well as planning/carrying out terrorist attacks whenever it suits their strategic interests (see Berlin, last Christmas), with donald being ISIS’ greatest poster child for recruitment while his buildings will make for great targets. Convenience! Oh and let’s not forget that in a pre-butchered US, Republicans will still need a war, so expect one. Republicans will also need 9/11 levels of terror, so expect a 2.0 version of that as well.
All of this of course if donald’s alarming mental decay doesn’t throw a wild card in the mix and he just decides: “fuck it, I’ll nuke everything” cause someone sent him a mean tweet. #Sad. And even if by some other wild card donald were to get impeach over prostitutes pissing on him or whatever the fuck else the shithead got recorded doing, the problem would still be the same: compromised government, completely invalid election, proven concept for aspiring global dictator, and resounding triumph of white Amerikkka’s “values”. The only way to do something which means a damn is to go out in force, quickly.
In a week marked by reporters get yelled at, at the White House, over crowd size “alternative facts”, a week in which we find donald had the inauguration pictures photoshoped to make his hands look bigger (what a fucking LOSER. That dick must really be in the micro category, I swear), a week in which the president elect goes nuts with executive orders to, out of pure spite, demolish the Obama legacy (donald is so insanely jealous of 44 that it clouds whatever shred of reason that pea brain of his can still muster) while simultaneously rambling about a blatant lie of millions of illegals voting while people in his goddamn entourage are actually guilty of voter fraud, a miserable week which saw government put a gag order on agencies divulging scientific facts, making them create “rogue” twitter accounts, an alarming week with revelations that staff and golden showers himself use all kinds of unprotected email services, the same thing which haunted Clinton forever without a shred of substance to it and that now, apparently, is totally cool, a sad week in which the megalomaniac embarrassment moved forward with orders to keep women in children stranded in war zones...is a week in which everyone should be planning exactly how seriously they want to contribute to the containment of this situation. personally, I suggest very and as soon as possible.
[This take on things is my own. Will not try to impose it nor debate it]
#the resistance#impeach trump#dump trump#illegitimate#illegitimate POTUS#PEEOTUS#ban trump#resist#resistence#Fuck Donald Trump#dumptrump#impeachtrump
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Here’s Why DOJ Says Trump Labeling ANTIFA A Terrorist Organization Is ‘Highly Problematic’ + Whites & Cops Spotted Doing Damage During Protests
Trump is vowing to name ANTIFA as a terrorist organization and the DOJ is explaining why that would be “highly problematic.” Meanwhile, videos of whites and cops doing damage to businesses during the George Floyd protests are surfacing. Get it all inside…
On Sunday, Trump tweeted that the U.S. government would be “designating ANTIFA as a Terrorist Organization.”
“I don’t see any indication that there were any white supremest groups mixing in. This is an ANTIFA Organization. It seems that the first time we saw it in a major way was Occupy Wall Street. It’s the same mindset.” @kilmeade @foxandfriends TRUE!
— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) June 1, 2020
“’I don’t see any indication that there were any white supremest groups mixing in. This is an ANTIFA Organization. It seems that the first time we saw it in a major way was Occupy Wall Street. It’s the same mindset.’ @kilmeade @foxandfriends TRUE!,” he tweeted.
“These were the people that trashed Seattle years ago. Who’s paying for these people. I was appalled that 13 of Joe Biden’s staff were donating money to bail people out in Minneapolis. They should have stayed in jail until this is over (and beyond).” @newtgingrich @foxandfriends
— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) June 1, 2020
He continued, “These were the people that trashed Seattle years ago. Who’s paying for these people. I was appalled that 13 of Joe Biden’s staff were donating money to bail people out in Minneapolis. They should have stayed in jail until this is over (and beyond). @newtgingrich @foxandfriends”
As expected, Trump is deflecting. He’s blaming the violent protests on radical left-wing group, ANTIFA, making NO mention of other possible groups that are participating in damaging property during the protests. Trump blames ANTIFA for driving all of the violence and property damage.
According to ABC News, senior officials within the Justice Department, which would prosecute any such cases, have publicly warned against designating any U.S.-based groups as terrorist organizations, with one senior official telling Congress that such a move would be "highly problematic."
Legally, it seems Trump doesn’t have the authority to do so. Also, designating a terrorist group is typically a lengthy process, which requires careful legal review, as well as proof of foreign ties.
ABC News reports:
In particular, current and former government officials have repeatedly worried that officially designating a U.S.-based group as a terrorist organization could have significant First Amendment consequences.
The First Amendment protects the rights of Americans who like spewing "hateful speech" and "assembling with others who share the same hateful views," so "unless an organization engages solely in unprotected activity, such as committing crimes of violence, any designation of a (U.S.-based) organization as a terrorist organization … would likely run afoul of the First Amendment," Mary McCord, the former head of the Justice Department's National Security Division, told a House panel in January.
Such free speech concerns aren't implicated when dealing with groups based abroad, such as ISIS or al-Qaida. After all, foreigners outside of the United States are not protected by the First Amendment.
Attorney General Bill Barr said the Justice Department would prosecute people who crossed state lines to participate in violence, citing his authorities under anti-riot legislation.
“The violence instigated and carried out by Antifa and other similar groups in connection with the rioting is domestic terrorism and will be treated accordingly,” Barr said.
Will they be prosecuting people who go online to incite violence under a fake alias? According to CNN, Twitter removed an account that was allegedly created by a known white supremacist group. Posing as ANTIFA, the now-suspended Twitter account tweeted a call for violence
"This account violated our platform manipulation and spam policy, specifically the creation of fake accounts," a Twitter spokesperson said in a statement. "We took action after the account sent a Tweet inciting violence and broke the Twitter Rules."
Goes to show how the alt-right is using this moment in time to continue to spew violence and hate.
President Trump also said on the call: "You gotta arrest these people...And you can't do the deal where they get one week in jail. These are terrorists, these are terrorists. They're looking to do bad things to our country. They're Antifa and they're radical left."
— Yamiche Alcindor (@Yamiche) June 1, 2020
Trump spoke with U.S. governors and told them "You gotta arrest these people...And you can't do the deal where they get one week in jail. These are terrorists, these are terrorists. They're looking to do bad things to our country. They're Antifa and they're radical left."
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He told the governors they needed to "dominate" the protesters.
Listen to the full conversation is below:
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While the Trump administration is blaming ANTIFA for everything, Pittsburgh Police Chief Scott Schubert said "anarchists" are likely the ones who hijacked peaceful protests downtown.
“I’m just so angry at the fact that some segment hijacked this and took some of the youth and brought them into the mix,” he said.
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Keep on telling you these motherfuckers are the devils not all of them but most of them, we can’t Even protest in peace, they came and destroy ever thing and make it like we’re doing it.that is the message they want to see in the media. @baronemiamibeach @sportsoneclt
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What’s odd (or not since we’re talking about #45) is that Trump doesn’t make any mention of white people who have been caught on camera damaging property. Seattle Police Officers were seen damaging property:
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In another video, cops were seen telling a white woman what to write as she was spraying graffiti on the side of a building:
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The cops were out here laughing with this white lady instructing her on what to tag on this building. If you listen closely towards the end they told her to add “Floyd.” What kind of shit is that? But of course this shit gone fall back on black people at the end of the day. Hate to see it.
A post shared by WALTER BRADY, MUST DIE (@walterwbrady) on May 31, 2020 at 10:39pm PDT
Not surprised.
This woman (who isn't black) was spotted stealing cheesecake:
“It appears the woman is walking out with a cheesecake after a Cheesecake Factory was looted. Unclear where she may have gotten that.” Where do they find these anchors?pic.twitter.com/QSr0fSr6B2
— Ana Kasparian (@AnaKasparian) May 31, 2020
Protesters pointed out white people tagging buildings with "BLM":
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Protestors are pointing out certain behaviors happening on the streets not being done by black protestors but that could cause only black protestors to take the fall.
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A white man came out to a protest in Salt Lake City with a bow and arrow. He got into it with protesters and tried to shoot people with it! Everyone came together to disarm him and then they assaulted him. Check it:
NEW: Man in Salt Lake City threatened the crowd of protesters with a bow and arrow. In return, protesters destroyed his car. pic.twitter.com/LEemilHa2P
— Norbert Elekes (@NorbertElekes) May 31, 2020
was front and live of when that mother fucker pulled out the bow and arrow man. he definitely went into the protest to start some shit and got fucked up POS! #slcprotest pic.twitter.com/cwhBrdatjq
— Professor Gleam (@gleamgod2900) May 31, 2020
When he spoke with the media, he lied and said two African-American males beat him up when in fact, it was mostly people who are NOT black. Watch him lie below:
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If you didn’t see the 2nd video would you believe him? Smdh! Straight chaos in America!
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Karma caught up to him rather quickly. Here's what happened to his car after the incident:
an old white man pulled up in his car to the protest in utah today screaming “ALL WHITES MATTER” and literally pulled out a fucking BOW AND ARROW AND STARTED SHOOTING AT PEOPLE.
this is his car now pic.twitter.com/tduoL3Zmz6
— (@sadie_baby_) May 31, 2020
Hmph.
White people are also handing out bricks to people. This black woman said NOT on MY watch:
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Let them know Queen! Stay safe and stay woke, everyone!
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We'll just leave this here:
Despite all of the drama, peaceful protests have been happening across the nation:
JERSEY CITY HAD A PEACEFUL PROTEST TODAY. NO JUSTICE NO PEACE. pic.twitter.com/BS7ScBTHZW
— brainorchestra. (@_brainorchestra) June 1, 2020
#MIAMIPROTEST peaceful protest has moved to American Airlines arena 06/01 pic.twitter.com/MxGYHu605P
— Anthony Moreno (@taurusinforest) June 1, 2020
Peaceful protests today in Commack, New York. pic.twitter.com/1rmdTnU5qX
— Joli (@Jay_Izaguirre) June 1, 2020
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heppy twenty (bi)neteen :o
lmao I was too depressed to use tumblr this year, but I’m back on my bullshit just in time for the new year :) this is gon’ be my year !!!
~2019 Resolutions~
Mental Health Goals
Get a comprehensive psychiatric evaluation (or neurocognitive testing or whatever it’s called lol) done. At the very least, get tested for ADHD and possibly get medicated for it.
Seek help and ask for support when you need it. Friendships are built on mutual support, you are not being a burden. Become comfortable crying in front of other people.
Try to not just survive, but find ways to be genuinely happy at Colby. Make your last year at Colby the first happy one.
Document one moment of happiness every day. Stitch this together into a video at the end of the year.
Make an active commitment to ugliness. Accept that because of your BDD, you will never be happy with your body and that is okay. Your worth is not tied to your beauty, and your crippling body insecurities are doing nothing but holding you back. De-value beauty as a political act of resistance. "Beauty" is gross, conformist, and associated w all sorts of nasty shit like ableism/racism/fatphobia/gender binaries. Fill your social media feeds with diverse bodies, and especially bodies that reflect your own.
Physical Health Goals
Overall, cultivate a better relationship with your body.
Eat in a way to nourish your social, mental, and physical health.
Develop routines to take care of your health so that it’s not so overwhelming (stretch, exercise, eat healthy, stay hydrated, make a list of reliable coping mechanisms for rough mental health days).
Fix your sleep schedule, get at least 7 hours of sleep every day. If I’m feeling ambitious, maybe even try becoming a “morning person.”
Get STD testing.
Academic/Intellectual Goals
Make the most of your study abroad experience.
Don’t let your perfectionist impulses overwhelm you or else your procrastination will get out of control. Don’t ditch class or let late assignments pile up.
Be more organized, set aside time every day to make to-do lists and actually use your planner.
Declutter the photos, notes, drafts, etc in the storage of your phone and computer.
Prepare club agendas ahead of time during the summer.
Make sure you get help applying for an independent major so that you can actually graduate lol.
Build a portfolio. Make a list of projects you want to work on. Create more content in general (photo series, short videos, documentaries, podcasts, etc).
Consume more content. Read more books, watch more documentaries, and maybe start listening to podcasts.
Learn for the sake of learning and not for good grades. Become an engaged student again by participating more in class and asking “dumb questions.”
Force connections with professors outside of the classroom, attend office hours.
Nurture your creative side. Overcome singing anxiety, play around with poetry, and anything else that gets those creative juices flowin!
Continue reconnecting with your Korean heritage. Learn Korean, record interviews with family members, learn your mom’s recipes, and learn more about korean shamanism, queer korean history, etc.
Relationship Goals
Most of your problems stem from the root cause of loneliness. Find and cultivate queer community for yourself.
Prioritize fun! If you don’t have a fulfilling social life, it tends to negatively impact every other aspect of your life, so make sure you’re setting aside time to spend quality time w quality people.
Make a list of fun social activities to do w peeps. Essentially a “friend bucket list.”
Decorate your room next year and keep it clean so you can actually invite ppl over.
Be better about responding to messages/emails. Star important emails that are time-sensitive.
If you feel comfortable (but a v big “if”), POSSIBLY find a fwb and get good at sex cause you know you aren’t gonna see any of these fuckers after you graduate so hopefully that’ll make the prospect of sex less anxiety-inducing L O L.
Come out to mom and dad as either bi or queer by the end of the year.
Activism/Allyship Goals
After study abroad become pescatarian and reduce intake of dairy products. Source as much local/seasonal/sustainable food as possible.
Pay more attention to where your money goes and who you’re choosing to support with your dollar. Stop using Amazon. Only buy second-hand clothes from thrifting, Poshmark, Depop, etc.
Dedicate more of your activism energy towards learning how to become a better educator (esp to learn how to communicate w those who are apathetic, ignorant, or centrist).
Set aside 10% of your income for donations: 5% goes to direct crowdfunding posts, 5% goes to local nonprofit organizations
#personal#wow it's almost 5 am and I'm rlly out here writing new year's resolutions instead of sleeping or packing for my flight tom#r i p
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