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brienneoftarth1989 · 2 months

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Undercover part 12

Miranda Hilmarson x fem reader

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Summary: You had been in prison for a year. You were still living your gang life and were now one of the toughest gangs in the prison. You got a surprise visitor by the person who got you sent here, yet you couldn’t be made

Warnings: Prison life, gangs

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How has it been a year already? One whole year since you had been incarcerated and yet you still had a lifetime ahead of you. When you first arrived at the prison you knew deep down that you needed to gain respect fast otherwise it would be hell for you.

So that was exactly what you did. Most people actually knew who you were due to the social media coverage of what happened at the warehouse so a lot of the inmates naturally gravitated towards you.

Before long you were recruiting more and more inmates to be a part of your gang as you sold drugs through the prison without being discovered by the prison officers. It wasn’t too bad for yourself as you got to socialise with your fellow inmates as well as getting rec time.

You also got yourself a job in the canteen serving food. This was great as it meant the money you earned could be put towards getting stuff from the commissary. Unfortunately, you didn’t earn that much which means you have to save up quite a bit. But being the leader of the prison gang did have some perks.

If you ever did need anything then your fellow inmates would happily buy it for you no questions asked. You had finally settled into your new home, however part of you still broke for Miranda. You haven’t heard or seen anything from Miranda. You just hoped that she was doing alright.

You were awoken from your bed by the sounds of the guards walking past and banging on your door. You would never get used to waking up this way. Plus they always woke you up at a ridiculous time in the morning.

Like what is the point. It’s not like you had to be anywhere. You dragged yourself out of bed as you put on your prison uniform. You then stood by your door as you waited for them to unlock it. When you hear the click you open the door before heading down to the canteen to start your job.

Breakfast consists of a portion of porridge, a slice of toast, some scrambled eggs and water. It wasn't the worst breakfast you have ever had but it still wasn’t the best. When you got to the canteen you put on your hairnet and apron and waited for the first wave of inmates.

You were in charge of giving out the scrambled eggs today. You headed to your station and waited. It wasn’t long before the canteen was full of inmates as you served them breakfast. “Morning boss” one of your many crew mates said to you as you secretly gave them an extra scoop of eggs.

“You better eat that quickly. I don’t want everyone to know I’m giving extra food to my gang members” you whispered as you let out a little laugh. “No worries boss” they said as they already started to eat the extra eggs you had given them.

You continued on with your job as you fed the entire prison their breakfast. When breakfast was over you helped clean down before grabbing something for yourself to eat. You were absolutely starving.

You like everyone else also had toast, porridge, scrambled eggs and water before then helping the kitchen staff clean down. As you were just one of the servers you were able to head back to your dorm block while the cooks stayed behind and started prepping lunch.

When you did finally get to your block you headed straight to your cell to try and get a little sleep as you were still so tired. Thankfully the guards left the doors unlocked which meant you didn’t have to wait for them to let you in during the day.

You immediately laid down in your bed as you let your eyes close shut. All you needed to do was just fall asleep which was hard with the constant noise and the lights being on. You took off your top before putting it over your head trying to block out some of the light.

Just as you thought you were finally going to fall asleep you heard a knock on the door. You sighed deeply before pulling your top away from your head and looking towards the door. There stood one of your crew mates clearly wanting to ask you something.

“What’s up? You look petrified” you asked them. “One of the other blocks got caught with drugs and they are doing a sweep of the whole prison” they told you terrified. That immediately got your attention . “Get me the drugs that we still need to sell. I have an idea” you told them.

They immediately rushed off to gather it while you thought of a plan. When they finally came back with the drugs you put them in another baggie before shoving it up into your pussy. You never thought in your lifetime you would be hiding drugs there.

It wasn’t long before guards were coming around and tossing your cells apart and making you show them your feet to prove you didn’t have any contraband hidden in your shoes.

Thankfully your block was smart and no one was caught which helped in your favour. Once the guards had left you started sorting out your cell again before removing the drugs from your body. You quickly rinsed the bag off before hiding it again in your cell.

You could finally breathe now that it was over. You were just about to lay back in bed when a guard came by. “Y/n you have lunch duty. You better head to the canteen before you're late” they told you sternly.

You dragged yourself back out of bed as you took yourself back to the canteen. Lunch today consisted of what looked to be beans and pasta with a fish cake on the side. It didn’t look nice or nutritious. You were giving out the fish cakes today which meant you couldn’t give extra out.

This was because the guards would notice the extra fish cakes on each tray. You got through the lunch rush before once again giving yourself some lunch. You gave yourself some extra pasta purely because you weren’t too big on the fish cakes they gave out. Once you had eaten you once again helped clear up before heading back to your cell.

Now you are going to try and get some sleep. You once again settled into bed and just as you were about to drift off you got another knock on your door. Something was against you today and didn’t want you to sleep. “Oh for fuck sake! Now what?” you moaned as you sat up again.

“There is no need for that. You have a visitor” the guard told you as they waited for you to sort yourself out. You haven’t had a single phone call or visitor since you have been here. Who on earth could it be? You thought to yourself. The guard escorted you down to the visitation room and was shocked to see Miranda sat at one of the tables.

You blinked thinking that you might be seeing things. She was still there. You went to sit down opposite her, shocked that she was even here in the first place. “What are you doing here?” You asked Miranda as you sat down.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’ve come to see you” she laughed a little. “Well yeah I get that but why come and see me after everything that I did to you” you sighed as you looked down at your hands.

“Yeah, I know that our time together wasn’t exactly brilliant but I wanted to see how you had been doing since the trial” she told you with a soft voice. “Well let’s see. I’m in prison Miranda and I’m going to die here. So I wouldn’t say I’m doing overly great” you said sarcastically.

“Maybe this was a mistake” she said as she went to stand up. “Wait! I’m sorry. Prison has changed me. You got to stand up for yourself or people treat you like shit. I know you are just checking in to see how I’m doing” you sighed as Miranda perched herself back on the chair.

“Let’s see. Well I’ve got a job as I need money for commissary. I serve food in the kitchen at breakfast, lunch and dinner. It is quite nice actually as it gives me something to do each day” you said as you smiled at Miranda.

“I’m still keeping up with my gang life. I’m respected around here which is always a good thing to have in prison. No one messes with me. But I do miss my freedom and I miss you. I tried to blame you for what happened but I realised that you were just doing your job and if I should be mad I should be mad at myself” you sighed.

“Why should you be mad at yourself?” Miranda asked. “Because I should have checked you out more seriously and I should have seen the signs you were a cop. But instead I followed my heart instead of my head. Anyway that’s everything about me. What have you been up to?” You asked her.

“Well I’m still working for the police department. I’m trying to become a detective. I’m not really interested in undercover work since what happened between us. I’m in therapy as well, trying to deal with my PTSD but other than that I guess I can say I’m doing alright” Miranda said as she fiddled with her hands.

“Well I’m glad to see you moving further in your field of expertise. I’m sorry that I’ve caused you to have PTSD though but I guess that's something I knew could happen. But I do have one question though Miranda” you told her.

“Yeah, what is it that you wanted to ask?” She asked curiously. “What is it that you really want? Like why come and see me after all this time just to catch up?” You asked, wanting to know what she really wanted.

“I don’t want anything y/n. If anything I wanted to say goodbye to you properly” she said as she looked into your eyes. “I’m moving in order to pursue my dream of becoming a detective. Plus my therapist said that I should maybe speak to you before I leave” Miranda continued.

“What did they want you to talk to me about?” You asked curious as to where she was going with this. “Look I guess what I wanted to say is that I forgive you. I forgive you for everything that happened and everything that you did to me. And I’m sorry for infiltrating your gang. I guess part of what happened to me is my fault too” Miranda told you as you just looked at her.

“It’s not your fault Miranda. You were just doing your job. I’m sorry for everything I put you through and I’m just glad you are able to finally move forward with your life. I just want you to know there isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t think of you. I just hope that you can live a good life after everything I did to you” you sighed as you went to take her hand but quickly pulled back as you knew the guards would flip out.

“I forgive you y/n even if it did cause me a load of trauma” she said as she let out a small laugh. “Goodbye Miranda” you smiled at her as you stood up to leave. “Bye y/n. Stay safe in there. I don’t want to see that you died in there” she said seriously.

“I will, don’t worry” you told her as you turned around and made your way back into the main prison. You were escorted back to your cell before you finally got back into bed to try and have a sleep. You fell asleep smiling that Miranda came to say goodbye once and for all.

#gwendoline christie #gwendolineuniverse #fanfics #constable miranda hilmarson #miranda hilmarson x y/n #miranda hilmarson x reader #miranda hilmarson #top of the lake #top of the lake china girl #reader fanfiction #police #undercover #undercover series #gangs #prison #prisoner #life behind bars #brienneoftarth1989

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thepastisalreadywritten · 30 days

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(CNN) — Jack Latham was on a mission to photograph farms in Vietnam — not the country’s sprawling plantations or rice terraces but its “click farms.”

Last year, the British photographer spent a month in the capital Hanoi documenting some of the shadowy enterprises that help clients artificially boost online traffic and social media engagement in the hope of manipulating algorithms and user perceptions.

The resulting images, which feature in his new book “Beggar’s Honey,” provide rare insight into the workshops that hire low-paid workers to cultivate likes, comments and shares for businesses and individuals globally.

“When most people are on social media, they want nothing but attention — they’re begging for it,” Latham said in a phone interview, explaining his book’s title.

“With social media, our attention is a product for advertisers and marketers.”

In the 2000s, the growing popularity of social media sites — including Facebook and Twitter, now called X — created a new market for well-curated digital profiles, with companies and brands vying to maximize visibility and influence.

Though it is unclear when click farms began proliferating, tech experts warned about “virtual gang masters” operating them from low-income countries as early as 2007.

In the following decades, click farms exploded in number — particularly in Asia, where they can be found across India, Bangladesh, Indonesia, the Philippines, and beyond.

Regulations have often failed to keep pace: While some countries, like China, have attempted to crack down on operations (the China Advertising Association banned the use of click farms for commercial gain in 2020), they continue to flourish around the continent, especially in places where low labor and electricity costs make it affordable to power hundreds of devices simultaneously.

‘Like Silicon Valley startups’

Latham’s project took him to five click farms in Vietnam.

(The click farmers he hoped to photograph in Hong Kong “got cold feet,” he said, and pandemic-related travel restrictions dashed his plans to document the practice in mainland China).

On the outskirts of Hanoi, Latham visited workshops operating from residential properties and hotels.

Some had a traditional setup with hundreds of manually operated phones, while others used a newer, compact method called “box farming” — a phrase used by the click farmers Latham visited — where several phones, without screens and batteries, are wired together and linked to a computer interface.

Latham said one of the click farms he visited was a family-run business, though the others appeared more like a tech companies.

Most workers were in their 20s and 30s, he added.

“They all looked like Silicon Valley startups,” he said. “There was a tremendous amount of hardware … whole walls of phones.”

Some of Latham’s photos depict — albeit anonymously — workers tasked with harvesting clicks.

In one image, a man is seen stationed amid a sea of gadgets in what appears to be a lonely and monotonous task.

“It only takes one person to control large amounts of phones,” Latham said. “One person can very quickly (do the work of) 10,000. It’s both solitary and crowded.”

At the farms Lathan visited, individuals were usually in charge of a particular social media platforms.

For instance, one “farmer” would be responsible for mass posting and commenting on Facebook accounts, or setting up YouTube platforms where they post and watch videos on loop.

The photographer added that TikTok is now the most popular platform at the click farms he visited.

The click farmers Latham spoke to mostly advertised their services online for less than one cent per click, view or interaction.

And despite the fraudulent nature of their tasks, they seemed to treat it like just another job, the photographer said.

‘There was an understanding they were just providing a service,” he added. “There wasn’t a shadiness. What they’re offering is shortcuts.”

Deceptive perception

Across its 134 pages, “Beggar’s Honey” includes a collection of abstract photographs — some seductive, others contemplative — depicting videos that appeared on Latham’s TikTok feed.

He included them in the book to represent the kind of content he saw being boosted by click farms.

But many of his photos focus on the hardware used to manipulate social media —webs of wires, phones and computers.

“A lot of my work is about conspiracies,” Latham said. ” Trying to ‘document the machines used to spread disinformation’ is the tagline of the project. The bigger picture is often the thing we don’t see.”

Click farms around the world are also used to amplify political messages and spread disinformation during elections.

In 2016, Cambodia’s then-prime minister Hun Sen was accused of buying Facebook friends and likes, which according to the BBC he denied, while shadowy operations in North Macedonia were found to have spread pro-Donald Trump posts and articles during that year’s US presidential election.

While researching, Latham said he found that algorithms — a topic of his previous book, “Latent Bloom” — often recommended videos that he said got increasingly “extreme” with each click.

“If you only digest a diet of that, it’s a matter of time you become diabetically conspiratorial,” he said.

“The spreading of disinformation is the worst thing. It happens in your pocket, not newspapers, and it’s terrifying that it’s tailored to your kind of neurosis.”

Hoping to raise awareness of the phenomenon and its dangers, Latham is planning to exhibit his own home version of a click farm — a small box with several phones attached to a computer interface — at the 2024 Images Vevey Festival in Switzerland.

He bought the gadget in Vietnam for the equivalent of about $1,000 and has occasionally experimented with it on his social media accounts.

On Instagram, Latham’s photos usually attract anywhere from a few dozen to couple hundred likes.

But when he deployed his personal click farm to announce his latest book, the post generated more than 6,600 likes.

The photographer wants people to realize that there’s more to what they see on social media — and that metrics aren’t a measurement of authenticity.

“When people are better equipped with knowledge of how things work, they can make more informed decisions,” he said.

“Beggar’s Honey,” co-published by Here Press and Images Vevey, is available now.

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clarinart · 1 year

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My current hobby is catching up on shows I missed out on from a decade ago w an almost dead fandom. Anyway…

#china il #my art #steve smith #frank smith #china illinois #procreate #baby cakes #unironically crush on Steve gang let’s go #only man over 30 that’s bald that I love like that #I didn’t like it when it was airing but now I’m in the demographic and pony’s age I can love and appreciate tf outta it #brad neely

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connorthemaoist · 10 months

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Tiananmen Square: What The Media Suppressed - Published in A World To Win Magazine, Issue 14, 1989

Mao Tsetung's cadres were clean, The Gang of Four's cadres were brave, Hua Guofeng's cadres were nowhere to be seen, Deng Xiaoping's cadres are all millionaires. - Poem from Tiananmen Square, Spring 1989

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sloth--butt · 1 year

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Pony be out here smokin fat doinks in amish

Little commission bust I gone n done for the wonderful @thesoftboiledegg thank you so much!

#sloth.art #china il #pony merks #happy 4/20 #smokin fat doinks #commission #digital art #digital speedpaint #you always have me do china il characters and i always get so excited to draw them cuz i def dont draw the gang enough 💜#brad neely #TUMBLR YOU ARE SLEEPING ON CHINA IL AND BRAD NEELY

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xieyaohuan · 9 months

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Today is yet another that I am grateful not to be an official in the Communist Party of China.

The tl;dr is: the PRC foreign minister (was) disappeared a month ago, and today, the government officially announced he no longer holds the position of foreign minister (but we still don’t know where he is or why he’s gone).

#China #Qin Gang #don’t have to deal with shuanggui/liuzhi #big win all the way #I know a bunch of ppl on tumblr would prolly say they’d want this for America or wherever #because fuck the elites right?#yeah trust me you don’t want this #China posting #politics

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yanderemeganekko · 1 month

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At this point I'm considering blocking anything to do with China or Russia on tumblr tbh.

Like yes everyone knows the US sucks. Yes we know about the internet censorship and racism and transphobia and rapidly increasing human rights violations in the US. It sucks bad. It sucks massive humongous balls.

Unfortunately. That does not mean that China and Russia don't also suck a little bit. While this may be shocking for US Americans and other people poisoned by constant barrage of US politics in their feeds, many countries exist. And they can, in fact, suck at the same time. And they do.

This post was made by someone living in a country that's direct neighbor to Russia so US Americans stay quiet please.

#this post was inspired by the leftist tumblr gang that hates the US enough to defend other human rights violating authoritarian hellscapes #and they're right to hate the US! but I think maybe they should also look outside of it. Sometimes.#there's a lot of awesome things about the history and culture and people of US/China/Russia/etc etc. However.#Those things are not invalidated by NOR do they invalidate the atrocities

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coochiequeens · 1 year

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TRAs are upset with JK Rowling for calling a man who raped and murdered a 13 year old girl in a racist gang attack ….a man.

Trans users on Twitter are attacking JK Rowling after the Harry Potter author “misgendered” an account belonging to a trans-identified male convicted of murdering a 13-year-old child in a racist gang attack.

On November 29, JK Rowling called attention to a social media account under the handle @gameonterfs, posting two screenshots — one of a tweet from the account celebrating the fantasy of her death, and another of the profile photo that account was using.

While it is currently unknown if Rowling is aware, the account she brought attention to is one of several belonging to convicted child murderer Luis Morales, better known as Synthia China Blast.

On October 24, Reduxx reported that Blast had been discharged from his parole with the New York Department of Corrections and Community Supervision on July 30, quietly marking the end of his sentence and release conditions. Blast had been serving a 25-to-life sentence after being convicted in 1996 for the murder of 13-year-old Ebony Williams.

Blast, along with his boyfriend Carlos Franco, members of the Almighty Latin King and Queen Nation gang, had targeted the young girl in 1993 as she made her way to her older sister’s house. Williams was taken to an apartment in Hunts Point where she was held captive. It is believed the murder had racist motivations due to Blast and Franco’s gang affiliation.

According to case investigators at the time, Blast and Franco tortured the young girl before stabbing her repeatedly.

Realizing she was still alive after having been slashed by Blast, Franco then stomped on the child’s neck until it was broken. Prior to being killed, Blast had reportedly sexually assaulted the girl. New York Police Department examiners determined that the child’s corpse, despite being badly burned, showed signs of the assault.

Following her death, Blast and Franco packed the girl’s naked body into a box and dumped it near the Sheridan Expressway. Finally, they doused the box in gasoline, and set it ablaze. A passenger on a nearby train saw the flames and called 911.During the trial, Bronx Prosecutor William Hrabsky said of the crime: “The suffering that this poor child went through is beyond belief and puts this crime in the category of monstrous and barbarous.” Despite pleading innocence in court and to media in later interviews, Blast had reportedly “bragged” about committing the crime to friends, some of whom would later testify against Blast and Franco on that basis. Williams’ mother, Yvonne Hill, had also asserted that Blast and Franco had appeared to be entertained by the trial proceedings, and showed no signs of remorse. “Ever since the trial was going on, all I see is Luis Morales grinning and Carlos Franco, too,” Hill said during a victim impact statement, referring to Blast by the name he had used at the time. “You ain’t smiling today. I hope you both rot in hell.”On November 7, Reduxx received an e-mail response about the article, with an anonymous messenger complaining that the piece had noted allegations that Blast had sexually assaulted Williams before her murder. The e-mail address, beginning with the numbers 4300, falsely asserted that Blast had been exonerated of the crime and that his conviction had been overturned.The sender had also vaguely threatened a lawsuit or some sort of legal action against Reduxx for the piece.

The same day, a Twitter account surfaced with the handle @Code4300, impersonating Reduxx Editor-in-Chief Anna Slatz, using her photo and Reduxx branding without authorization.

While posing as Slatz, @Code4300 claimed to be in a relationship with a trans-identified male and called for a boycott against, and the banning of, Reduxx. The owner of the account also made several references to Blast and asserted his innocence, using both the female pseudonym and his birth name, Luis Morales, as well as made wild claims that Blast had died in July of 2022.

Reduxx contributor Jennifer Gingrich was similarly targeted by the account’s disturbing posts, which also began to use her profile photo and post sexualized comments about her.

Shortly after, the e-mail address associated with the sender of the November 7 complaint as well as the @Code4300 account were linked to an Instagram belonging to Synthia China Blast.

Though @Code4300 was ultimately suspended by Twitter, Blast continued to make accounts which engaged in similar conduct. Among them, Blast established multiple profiles railing against ‘TERFs’ — a derogatory term for women who assert their right to single-sex spaces.

“For the record, my name is Synthia China Blast and I was wrongfully convicted of murder,” Blast tweeted on November 10 from one of his alternate Twitter profiles which had briefly used the handle “TERFHunter.” The tweet has since been deleted.

Other handles on Twitter known to belong to Blast include @Lords_ofKaos, @FXTravaganza, and @gameonterfs, the account which Rowling called attention to on November 29. All three accounts carry on a similar posting style to Blast’s original @Code4300, and have parallel usernames and monikers associated with Blast’s multiple Instagram accounts and real-world identities.

Blast is utilizing a heavily doctored photo of himself as the profile picture on @FXTravaganza, while @gameonterfs uses a stolen photo belonging to individuals who are not related to him or his crimes in any way. On @Lords_ofKaos, Blast is using the profile photo from @gameonterfs as an account header.

All of the accounts repeat Blast’s earlier incoherent claims which simultaneously assert that his conviction was overturned, and that he died in June or July of 2022. As evidence of the second claim, Blast uploaded a poorly doctored Death Transcript to his @FXtravaganza account

Despite his claims to the contrary, Blast’s conviction was never overturned.

Blast completed his sentence in July of 2022 when the Parole Board of the state of New York discharged him fully, marking the end of the conditions he had been subjected to since 2018 when he was initially released.

Kristina Lennon, a Correctional Sentencing Review Specialist with the New York State Department of Corrections and Community Supervision confirmed Blast’s discharge to Reduxx via e-mail on November 18.

Blast’s accounts have also continued their habitual harassment of Reduxx Editor-in-Chief Anna Slatz and Reduxx contributor Jennifer Gingrich. Yet Gingrich received a 24-hour suspension after she responded to Blast and correctly identified him as the murderer of Ebony Nicole Williams.

Rowling’s tweet calling attention to Blast’s alternate account has attracted the usual attention of trans activists and those critical of women’s right to single-sex spaces, with many rushing to defend the account from Rowling’s platform, likely ignorant as to who was behind it.

Some took issue with Rowling “misgendering” the account owner by using the term “bro,” while others claimed Rowling was engaging in “kink shaming” or expressing homophobia.

Many incorrectly claimed @gameonterfs was Rowling’s own creation, or had been made by a radical feminist posing as a trans-identified individual. They pointed to the fact the accounts largely followed gender critical women as “proof,” unaware that Blast typically follows those associated with his targets in an effort to get their attention.

Following his incarceration, Blast became a noted advocate for incarcerated trans people’s rights, successfully demanding the state of New York provide him with feminizing hormones in 1999, and suing the state in 2003 after having been refused sex reassignment surgery.

Blast repeatedly became a media sensation for his sexual exploits while in custody, beginning a romantic relationship with Heriberto “Eddie” Seda, a convicted serial killer who had sought to murder one person of each zodiac sign as an homage to San Francisco’s infamous Zodiac Killer. Blast and Seda’s relationship was dotingly covered by New York Magazine in 2004, who even commissioned a portrait photograph of the couple.

Blast and Seda were ultimately separated from each other by the Department of Corrections.

Blast was regularly profiled in media throughout his incarceration, and became a subject championed by prison abolitionists who decried his extended stay in solitary confinement. During his incarceration, Blast became a regular contributor to The Sylvia Rivera Law Project (SRLP), an organization which provides assistance to inmates on how to legally change their identification documents.

In 2014, Orange is the New Black actor and SRLP representative Laverne Cox read a letter in support of Blast. But Cox quickly retracted the gushing words after learning more about the crime Blast was convicted of.

Following his initial parole in 2018, Blast was an intern and Prisoner Advisory Committee member for the Sylvia Rivera Law Project.

If trans people are so oppressed aren’t there other trans people out there deserving of the support the alphabet people are giving this guy? More people are seeing the support for a child killer and it’s making more people back away from the cause.

#@gameonterfs #Synthia China Blast is a man named Luis Morales #Rest In Peace Ebony Williams #Almighty Latin King and Queen Nation gang #Carlos Franco #New York #Transcult and DARVO #The Sylvia Rivera Law Project (SRLP)#JK Rowling is just telling the truth

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magnoliamyrrh · 6 months

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#i need to stop doomscrolling its four in the morning im so exhausted i technically have school shit i needed to finish and i have to get up #to go to class in a few hours too #it helps nothing either. its horrible to look and its horrible to look away and they both do absolutely nothing past a point just like w th #other endless amount of absolutely horrible things going on in the world rn #theres no new information now either. just the fallout and seeing what comes next #this and no other horrible thing going on in the world is abt us and how it affects us emotionally obviously like that's just specs of dust #on the thing itself #but. yeah. i. i dont think the human mind copes well w going from locally based ape empathy to exposure to every horrible thing everywhere #....... russia has bombed more apartments and civilian buildings too :( ppl caught under the rubble and dead #just. dear god.. i just keep thinking that. i just keep saying that to myself. dear god #dear god oh lord of duamne ya allah yarabbi whatever variation its most of what goes through my mind on loop #while my mind runs through so much of it. palestina and all the videos of dead and murdered and the children the videos from last week of #that tourist girl in israel the war in ukraina whats happening in kosovo armenia the uyghurs and china all the conflict in india and #pakistan the state of afghanistan yamen civilians being tortured by gangs in south america torture in general and the prisons around the #world and the slavery and the torture and the killing and the starvation and the pain and the million other things going on i don't even #know about and the fucking climate jesus christ the climate change???#and my mind just doesnt stop. it goes through so much shit it maps out this horrible web of pain and pain and pain throughout the entire #world ;;_;;#i uh. i desperately need to take more time in my life and for years on end ive needed to tske more time in my life to think #of the good things happening in ths world too. small things big things anything just anything good anything getting better anything thats #working any proof of humanity in this species #i just. .#.#i go through the full range of human emotion from rage to numbness and dissociation to bitterness to shock to nothing shocks me to endless #sorrow to disgust and i end up at the end #feeling like the same kid who wants to cry and ask why can't we just be nicer to each other please. as if its that simple. j wish it was.#god. i wish

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playitagin · 1 year

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1991 - Jiang Qing

Jiang Qing[江青] (19 March 1914 – 14 May 1991), also known as Madame Mao, was a Chinese communistrevolutionary, actress, and major political figure during the Cultural Revolution (1966–1976). She was the fourth wife of Mao Zedong, the Chairman of the Communist Party and Paramount leader of China. She used the stage nameLan Ping (藍蘋) during her acting career (which ended in 1938), and was known by many other names. Jiang was best known for playing a major role in the Cultural Revolution and for forming the radical political alliance known as the "Gang of Four".

Mao's death in 1976 dealt a significant blow to Jiang's political fortunes. She was arrested in October 1976 by Hua Guofeng and his allies, and was subsequently condemned by party authorities. Since then, Jiang has been officially branded as having been part of the "Lin Biao and Jiang Qing Counter-Revolutionary Cliques"[1] (林彪江青反革命集团), to which most of the blame for the damage and devastation caused by the Cultural Revolution was assigned. Though she was initially sentenced to death, her sentence was commuted to life imprisonment in 1983. After being released for medical treatment, Jiang died by suicide in May 1991.

#May.14.1991 #date of death #Jiang Qing #江青 #Madame Mao #Cultural Revolution #Gang of Four #People's Republic of China #history today #República Popular China

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effei-s · 2 years

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gojo: is sealed.

everyone: fighting for their lives in a battle royale known as the culling game.

megumi: on the go creates an elaborate plan to protect tsumiki from killing people.

meanwhile tsumiki and kenjaku in aoyama:

#don't mind me i'm at my tsumiki the game master agenda #if you want to threw the entire jujutsu society into complete chaos do it with swag #it was right before kenny fled to china to meet local illuminati gang #oh headcanons my headcanons #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen manga #jjk #tsumiki fushiguro #kenjaku #megumi would be in the world of pain if this to be true but who cares?#NOT ME #i just want my daughter to vibe with the evilest and the cunniest guy this world ever knew

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brienneoftarth1989 · 7 months

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This a new 12 part series revolving around Miranda Himarson and reader. To sum it up: reader is a gang leader and Miranda goes undercover in the gang. Will the reader find out?

Undercover part 1

Miranda Hilmarson x fem reader

Next / Series

Summary: You’re the leader of the most powerful gang in Sydney. You have recently murdered one of your employees for ratting on you to the feds. You’re not taking any shit from anyone.

Warnings: murder using a knife, torture by water, violence, gangs

Requests open

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“Get it out of here! They are not my problem anymore! And let this be a lesson to the rest of you. Snitches get fucking stitches!” You shouted at your crew as they dragged out the body.

You stood up and the rest of your crew just stared at you not sure what to do next. “What the fuck are you waiting for? Fuck off will you! I’m sure you all have work to do!” You shouted as you made your way to your office.

Being the leader of the most powerful gang in Sydney wasn’t exactly easy. Your father was the original leader of The Wildlings but when he was caught and executed by the government it was your turn to take over the gang.

It had always been your dream to take over the gang but never in your mind did you expect to take over so soon and as you hadn’t had as much training it definitely led you to make irresponsible decisions that would one day get you in trouble.

There were a number of different things your gang was famous for but the most notorious were drug dealing, prostitution and murder. You weren’t afraid to kill anyone that got on your bad side or proved to be a threat to the gang.

You sat back in your chair going over a number of different papers that all had different information on it. You had one peice that told you your list of clients who owed you money, then you had your crew members and then a long list of people that you had killed which were all kept locked away in a safe.

You grabbed a pen and found the name you were searching for. You crossed off the name of the person you had just killed from the crew list and added their name to the murder list. You sighed to yourself. You never liked to kill your crew but when they were threatening yourself and others safety then it didn’t leave you much of a choice.

Now you had another job that needed doing. You scanned over all your documents before jotting down a few names with their addresses as well as a figure that was next to their names. Once you had all the information you needed you picked up the documents and placed them in the safe placing a load of dictionaries and boring textbooks on top.

They weren’t really important. It was more of a distraction if anyone were to break into the safe. You then grabbed your radio which connected you to all of your crew members. “Raphael to my office now” you spoke over the radio.

You knew it wouldn’t be long before you heard a knock on your office door and within a couple of minutes that knock made an appearance on the door. “Get in here” you said to Raphael. He walked in closing the door behind you. Raphael was your right hand man and you trusted him with everything.

“I’ve got two of the lads disposing of the body now sir. I secured it so all they have to do is dispose of it in the location I gave them. Is there anything else I can do for you sir” he asked you as he stood up straight.

You handed him the post-it note with the names and addresses on it. “I need you to go and find these people and let them know I’m getting impatient about my money. No one is to get hurt yet. I want them threatened though” you said sternly. Raphael took the post-it note from you before scanning over the list.

Hester Wheelock - $2787.00

Quincy Spaulding - $1988.00

Arthur Coombs - $209.00

Marlene Bailey - $361.00

Alayna Frank - $1203.00

Raphael turned the note over to check the addresses before folding the note up and putting it in his front pocket. “On it boss! I will be back as soon as I can” he said but just as he was about to turn around you stopped him.

“Oh and another thing! While you’re out scope out the competition as well as a replacement for that rat. This time they are to come by me first. I don’t need no rats in my gang” you sternly told him. “Yes boss, I will keep a good eye out. I will send the right one your way” he said before turning around to leave.

You watched as the door swung shut behind him before you let out a deep sigh. You were absolutely knackered. So far it had been a day from hell and it was only going to get worse. You had been woken up by a phone call at 07:00 by one of your crew members. You had always told them never to call before 08:00 unless it was an emergency otherwise there would be consequences.

You shot up as soon as the phone rang which you answered immediately. “Boss we have a rat amongst the group. I overheard them saying they were going to rat us out to the cops. What do we do sir?” They asked you. As soon as you heard those words you knew exactly what needed to be. “Catch the son of a bitch. Tie them up and I want them in the main hall. Call everyone in the gang and get them down to the hangout immediately” you shouted down the phone “I will be there shortly” you said before hanging up.

It was time to teach this bitch a lesson. You got yourself dressed and out of the door relatively quickly, grabbing your keys on the way out. You ran down to your GMC Hummer EV pickup. It didn’t take long for you to speed down to the hangout and you knew that by the time you arrived everyone would be there.

You entered the parking lot of the building before parking in your usual space. You looked around the car park to see that it was full. Your crew knew better than not to show up because it was basically asking for a death wish. You slammed the door shut before making your way into the main hall where everyone was waiting for you.

“Where is the son of a bitch!” You screamed as you pushed your way through the crowd. When you finally made your way to the centre you found one of your crew mates tied to a chair with their mouth taped shut. You hated doing this to your own crew but if they are a rat they weren’t truly a part of the gang.

Next to the chair was a selection of torture devices. Now the real problem was how you would go about doing this. As you stood in the centre of the circle you could hear quiet mumbles from everyone around you. “Will you all shut up!” You shouted which made the whole place go quiet in an instant.

“Now it seems like we have a rat amongst us! And do you know what happens to rats in my crew? They get fucking killed! So let this be a lesson to all of you. If you plan on snitching to the feds or crossing me this is how you will end up! Now you are all going to watch me so you are aware of what the consequences will be!” You shouted angrily knowing that no one will want to mess with you after this!

You pushed the chair over so they fell back with their head hitting the floor. You then placed a towel over their face. You turned around to grab the jug of water. You slowly started to pour the water over their face which soaked the towel instantly. After about 30 seconds you removed the towel allowing them to breathe.

You repeated this process over and over again making it harder and harder for your prisoner. “Let this all be a lesson to you. I mean it! You cross me and I will find even more creative ways for you to die!” You screamed before pouring the rest of the water all over the towel. This time though you didn’t remove it.

You then turned around to grab your trusty knife before turning back to face them. You walked over to them before whispering in their ear. “Rot in Hell!” You then swung your knife at them. You watched the blade run across their neck before their blood sprayed everywhere.

You wiped the blood off your knife before placing it back on the table. “Get it out of here! They are not my problem anymore! And let this be a lesson to the rest of you. Snitches get fucking stitches!” You shouted at your crew as they dragged out the body.

You made your way to your office to hopefully sort yourself out and finish the rest of today the right way.

#gwendoline christie #gwendolineuniverse #fanfics #miranda hilmarson #miranda hilmarson x reader #top of the lake #top of the lake china girl #police #undercover #undercover series #gangs #gang leader #murder #torture #dangerous #don’t mess with me #brienneoftarth1989

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impandgnomes · 1 year

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Y'know, I was joking with the plush I'm restoring last night but if they don't get Stan off that farm soon I swear to fucking god

#south park #stan marsh #the goofy comedy cartoon should not break my heart with how much he hates it there ngl lmao #with stuff like the china ep especially when he literally started crying right before kyle showed up #that kid needs so much therapy #such a brief moment but GOD #I want an ep with the gang back together at last about as much as another creek ep

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kneedeepincynade · 11 months

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China is building eternal friendship with other nations while the West can't even build a contract with mutual benefits

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The collective is on telegram

⚠️ IL KAZAKISTAN APRE UN CONSOLATO GENERALE A XI'AN, VERSO L'AMICIZIA ETERNA CON LA CINA ⚠️

🇨🇳 Il 19/05, è stata inaugurata a Xi'an, maestosa città Cinese, un nuovo Consolato Generale della Repubblica del Kazakistan 🇰🇿

😍 Si tratta del Terzo Consolato della splendida Repubblica Kazaka in Cina, nonché il Primo Ufficio Consolare istituito da un Paese dell'Asia Centrale in Cina 🇨🇳

🇰🇿 All'evento hanno partecipato Qasym-Jomart Toqaev, Presidente della Repubblica del Kazakistan, e il Compagno Qin Gang - Ministro degli Affari Esteri della Repubblica Popolare Cinese 🇨🇳

🇰🇿 Il Presidente Tokayev, che parla fluentemente il Cinese, avendo studiato e vissuto in Cina per anni, frequentando Corsi di Formazione presso l'Istituto Linguistico di Pechino, periodo in cui era Membro del Partito Comunista dell'Unione Sovietica, ha affermato che l'apertura di tale Consolato darà un nuovo slancio alle Relazioni Sino-Kazake in ogni aspetto 😘

🇨🇳 Il Ministro Cinese ha affermato che l'apertura del Consolato Generale rappresenta una Pietra Militare nella Storia delle Relazioni Sino-Kazake, in quanto servirà da ponte per la Cooperazione tra i due Paesi, dipingendo un nuovo quadro dell'Amicia tra Paesi Asiatici 💕

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⚠️ KAZAKHSTAN OPENS CONSULATE GENERAL IN XI'AN, TOWARDS ETERNAL FRIENDSHIP WITH CHINA ⚠️

🇨🇳 On 19/05, a new Consulate General of the Republic of Kazakhstan was inaugurated in Xi'an, a majestic Chinese city 🇰🇿

😍 This is the Third Consulate of the splendid Kazakh Republic in China, as well as the First Consular Office established by a Central Asian country in China 🇨🇳

🇰🇿 The event was attended by Qasym-Jomart Toqaev, President of the Republic of Kazakhstan, and Comrade Qin Gang - Minister of Foreign Affairs of the People's Republic of China 🇨🇳

🇰🇿 President Tokayev, who is fluent in Chinese, having studied and lived in China for years, attending Training Courses at the Beijing Linguistic Institute, during which time he was a Member of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, stated that the The opening of this Consulate will give a new impetus to Sino-Kazakh relations in every aspect 😘

🇨🇳 The Chinese Minister stated that the opening of the Consulate General represents a Military Stone in the History of Sino-Kazakh Relations, as it will serve as a bridge for the Cooperation between the two Countries, painting a new picture of Friendship between Asian Countries 💕

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