This is America: No matter who you are, you have a constitutional right to express your opinions – even if said opinions are astoundingly stupid.
You do not, however, have a constitutional right to expect others to be happy about it. In 1996, the Ku Klux Klan held a rally in the unlikely town of Ann Arbor, Michigan, where they found themselves opposed by an equal but opposite force of protesters. Although police in riot gear did a bang-up job of keeping the two sides apart, one guy bedecked in SS tattoos and Confederate flags strolled through the wrong side of the crowd. It’s unclear whether he meant to join the march, or if he was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time (and by “the wrong place at the wrong time,” we of course mean Earth, anytime in the last 70 years), but regardless, the chase was on.
Mob mentality is an ugly beast. What began with simply chasing the man away soon transformed into a probably well-deserved, but certainly illegal, beatdown. And then, in an act of unbelievable courage and mercy, Keshia Thomas – an 18-year-old black woman – threw herself atop the man to protect him from the rampaging crowd.
The protesters, moved by the sight of Thomas putting her well-being on the line for the sake of a man who’d just as soon spit on her in return, backed off. Thomas never saw the guy again, but months later she was approached by another man, this one offering thanks. When she asked what for, the young man replied, “That was my dad.”
motherfuckers be like “i’m an anarchist and believe in abolishing the prison state and want to support restorative justice” and then talk about how they want to murder anyone who does a thoughtcrime about fanfiction
This may strike some viewers as harsh, but I really do think that every single person involved in the creation and placement of that ad for a Catholic prayer app that claims it can help cure your cancer should be shot in the head
This is beautiful. I have a difficult time expressing to a person whom is strongly rooted in their belief that MMA or martial arts in general are violent. I don’t agree, i think they are a tool, and hammer can build a home it can destroy a persons skull, the tools potential lie in the intent of the hands of the person holding it.
It’s not an original analogy I just made but a small yet very important distinction needs to be made. The more time I spend with the martial arts the more respect I gain for their power, I lose interest in the superficial aspect of carnage it can lead to but I embrace it’s ability to help me. It’s beautiful skill to let me help myself. I can’t stop training in the same way I refuse to be content with myself. I can always give me.
al aqsa mosque this morning, one of the holiest sites of islam, and during the holiest month
western news sources are calling what took place here “clashes”
tell me - do you see a clash of equal forces? or do you see israeli soldiers pushing elderly grandparents down stairs, beating women unprovoked, firing live ammunition and grenades inside a place of worship, and worshippers ducking for cover as soldiers indiscriminately fire at them?
may the occupation and it’s lies and evils come to an end.
This isn’t even the first time they’ve attacked a holy site/during a holy time. Israel repeatedly attacks Palestine on Eid/during Ramadan
For the first time, a resident of Nabi Saleh was killed in the weekly demonstrations, and it came as a shock to villagers and international activists alike [credit: Lazar Simeonov]
You know what, Ed’s doing the whole ‘I take my eggs how you take your eggs’ thing with Lucius at the end, too, before he Krakenifies. Lucius tells him life can begin again and his song is not that bad and so he shows up on deck and sings it and tries his damn best to be a member of this crew, if nothing else. He just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what to feel, who to be. It’s such a young trait. It makes me think of Olu telling Stede that not all of them are there because they want to be—it makes me wonder what happens to a kid who kills his dad on a dock. Does he ever go home? Does his mom tell him to run away to sea, run far and don’t come back so that he can’t be killed? What kind of people pick him up and turn him into a pirate who can be feared? And what did they require of him? Did anyone teach him how to be a person, with boundaries and limits and loves? Or did he spend his entire life “in various stages of fucking each other over” with everyone he relied on, trying to be whatever they needed him to be to give him a bit of respect, a little breathing room? How did he make it that long as a pirate who can’t bear to kill anyone with his own hands? He has to be a master at blending in, at showing the face they’ll fear or love. He has to be very afraid of letting anyone down. He has to have had very little time to know himself, at all—never enough to know what would let himself down. What would make himself proud, or happy. All he knows is what Stede wanted of him made him happier than what anyone else wanted—made him feel like he had a chance to get to know himself. And now Stede’s gone, but Lucius might know something about happiness. He was close enough to Stede to step in for Ed for a while.
>How did he make it that long as a pirate who can’t bear to kill anyone with his own hands?
in real life, no, but in the show’s world, all you have to do is make people think you’ll kill them, then let them off “easy” with a maiming. “next one goes through your fuckin eyeball”. it’s a performance. he learned abuse early and well from his father, and then kept learning it from pirates whose only rule is fucking each other over. if you put the fear of god in them, it doesn’t matter if you’ll actually kill them, so long as they believe you’re going to. if you find someone who’ll gladly do it for you, all the better, because then it looks like you’re in charge even though you’re actually “weaker” than the person you’re outsourcing to, by the rules of your world. outsourcing is a gift to the other person, and gives you the appearance of control. it works as long as nobody asks you why you never do it yourself, but even that can be spun as “generosity” to your crew, as long as you have even one person who’ll follow you. that first person is crucial to making it work. if everyone turns on you, you have no one to defend you, you’re done in that world.
Jupiter and Abigail have decimated the city of brotherly love, and as their reign of terror reaches its climax, things look bleak for our heroes. If Philadelphia stands any chance of survival, James Sangster Sr. and son will have to reach out to the one person they’d never ally themselves with, or else no one will survive the night. But will that be enough to save them, or will the casualties continue?
Story:Rodney Barnes, art: Luis Nct, Jason Shawn Alexander
[image is from the Metro, and the byline reads: MP Jo ‘begged staff to flee with her dying words’. The article says “Jo Cox urged her staff to run for their lives, saying 'let him hurt me, don’t let him hurt you’, as she lay dying after being shot and stabbed, a trial was told yesterday. The MP’s mum and sister wept in court as they heard of her final words, while her widower Brendan tweeted 'this is who Jo was.’ Mrs Cox’s employee Sandra Major said aide Fazila Aswat (pictured) shouted 'get away, she has two little kids’ to the 44-year-old’s alleged killer Thomas Mair.”]
“Root out the violence in your life, and learn to live compassionately and mindfully. Seek peace. When you have peace within, real peace with others is possible.”
