The fact that Mamdani just seems like a cheerful normal guy who's policies are things like "we're going to tax second homes to fund pothole repairs" or whatever and yet this generates panicked responses like "This is basically Stalin's great purge turned up to eleven" is... telling. It tells things.
They watched for a time, watched the rampant speculation, the looks of shock and horror frozen on the faces of the gathered and thoroughly useless onlookers. Stretching out toward a moment of modern era-defining history as if seeking to be a part of it. Looking at the point at which the world or at least society as it was known could spiral out into nonexistence, wanting to claim in the world’s death throes that they had some minor part in it as a shocked face on a camera.
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They watched for a time, watched the rampant speculation, the looks of shock and horror frozen on the faces of the gathered and thoroughly useless onlookers. Stretching out toward a moment of modern era-defining history as if seeking to be a part of it. Looking at the point at which the world or at least society as it was known could spiral out into nonexistence, wanting to claim in the world’s death throes that they had some minor part in it as a shocked face on a camera.
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i am hearing that on his deathbed donald trump received the light of Islam and unhesitatingly recited the Shahada. even now he…oh he’s still alive? he decided to just praised allah?
all of the other very correct replies you've gotten pointing out that Wagner is long dead aside: do you really thinkin fuckin Harry Potter, probably the fourth-best YA series of its generation that happened to get massively overexposed, even touches fuckin Wagner in terms of quality?
George C. Scott at the Doctor Strangelove premiere, realizing Kubrick only used the goofy takes.
What if the people we just attacked with war crimes had a crazy thing I just made up, what then?
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OH MY GOD STOP TRYING TO SAY X IS AN IMPORTANT PLATFORM ITS NOT ITS THE SIZE OF PINTEREST BUT IF I WAS LIKE 'DEMOCRATS GOTTA WIN THE COMMENTS WAR ON PINTEREST' THEYD LOCK ME FUCKING AWAY
The Strait of Hormuz is open for transit
Sizing up to the punching bag. Classic fighter’s stance. He feigns a jab before coming in with an uppercut. As it impacts the punching bag he pictures Monday Maury’s jaw shattering against his fist; dodges to the side and hits with a metal-fisted lead hook, hard enough to send Tuesday Tom’s eye flying from his socket; bobs and weaves into a withering series of jabs straight into Wednesday Will’s stupid, unfeeling eyes; hops back before coming forward into a powerhouse uppercut sending slack-jawed Thursday Theo flying back; the bag swinging back forward as Friday Fred, who Deckard elbows hard in the mouth, imagining chipped teeth flying in every direction; briefly putting aside his chivalrous ways to hit the loathsome Saturday Sally square between the eyes with a powerful lead cross before finishing off greasy-faced Sunday Steve with a two-fisted spiking downward punch, breaking the punching bag off its chain and necessitating some quick maintenance of the sort he’s quickly grown used to.
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Only one thing to do in solitary.
bit of context, the "weekday name" people are all this character's names for his prison guards
Sizing up to the punching bag. Classic fighter’s stance. He feigns a jab before coming in with an uppercut. As it impacts the punching bag he pictures Monday Maury’s jaw shattering against his fist; dodges to the side and hits with a metal-fisted lead hook, hard enough to send Tuesday Tom’s eye flying from his socket; bobs and weaves into a withering series of jabs straight into Wednesday Will’s stupid, unfeeling eyes; hops back before coming forward into a powerhouse uppercut sending slack-jawed Thursday Theo flying back; the bag swinging back forward as Friday Fred, who Deckard elbows hard in the mouth, imagining chipped teeth flying in every direction; briefly putting aside his chivalrous ways to hit the loathsome Saturday Sally square between the eyes with a powerful lead cross before finishing off greasy-faced Sunday Steve with a two-fisted spiking downward punch, breaking the punching bag off its chain and necessitating some quick maintenance of the sort he’s quickly grown used to.
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Only one thing to do in solitary.
bit of context, the "weekday name" people are all this character's names for his prison guards
A flyer taped to a utility pole It features John Fetterman’s face with the eyes and mouth replaced by elements from American printed money , under the words “call your senator” and “I love bombing children with your money while you can’t afford healthcare “ and “call me” with his office number I assume
Spotted this on a pole behind independence hall. I recently saw someone say they found collage to be the best way to work through things and I didn’t really see it at the time but
I was in a 2 hour briefing today on the Iran War. All the briefings are closed, because Trump can't defend this war in public.
I obviously can't disclose classified info, but you deserve to know how incoherent and incomplete these war plans are.
1/ Here's what I can share:
the most thoroughly vindicated man in hollywood.
trade disputes and conspiracies ✔️
republic subverted over sex hangups ✔️
“sand people” killed, royalty indifferent ✔️
naive idiot casts vote for tyranny ✔️
villains with silly names like “dooku” ✔️
powerful clerical order screwing up ✔️
list goes on
Size chart of Tyrannosauroid dinosaurs
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*me watching this* yeah you know what fuck peter pan
The Alaska Facility. It was the kind of name mentioned only in furtive whispers accompanied by meaningful glances. A name that had become a curse, not only in the four-letter word sense but in the old world bloody-mary bad karmic mantra sense, a devilish kind of place—say it three times, if you dare. Maybe the Minister’s gonna pop out and drag you there in a cloud of cigar smoke. Or Emma Bolzen will crack into existence behind you and screw your head on backwards. Eric had created a lurid image of it in his mind, a sort of blacksuits and labcoats cloak-and-dagger type place, pilfered UFO remains and test weapons of all sorts lining the walls, the birthplace of conspiracy and international intrigue. A government place so shrouded in mystery that most of the country had not believed it existed outside conspiracy—himself included, about four out of seven days of the week. As their hideous beetlelike VTOL approached the place, he gazed upon a huge unwholesome black metal stain of a building, a massive twisted black gargoyle jutting out crudely from the icy coastline.
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The word "screw" only barely factors into this probably-overwritten description of a shady government facility, but it's a pretty screwy place, all things considered.
The Alaska Facility. It was the kind of name mentioned only in furtive whispers accompanied by meaningful glances. A name that had become a curse, not only in the four-letter word sense but in the old world bloody-mary bad karmic mantra sense, a devilish kind of place—say it three times, if you dare. Maybe the Minister’s gonna pop out and drag you there in a cloud of cigar smoke. Or Emma Bolzen will crack into existence behind you and screw your head on backwards. Eric had created a lurid image of it in his mind, a sort of blacksuits and labcoats cloak-and-dagger type place, pilfered UFO remains and test weapons of all sorts lining the walls, the birthplace of conspiracy and international intrigue. A government place so shrouded in mystery that most of the country had not believed it existed outside conspiracy—himself included, about four out of seven days of the week. As their hideous beetlelike VTOL approached the place, he gazed upon a huge unwholesome black metal stain of a building, a massive twisted black gargoyle jutting out crudely from the icy coastline.
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The word "screw" only barely factors into this probably-overwritten description of a shady government facility, but it's a pretty screwy place, all things considered.
The study looked to have been quite nice at one point—a plush red carpet, bookshelves that looked to actually be made of real hardwood—perhaps the one authentic room that had been seen thus far, making it all the more sad that it was half-destroyed. One of the several plush armchairs had been turned on its side, a leg torn roughly off and tossed into some corner; two huge reading lamps were on their side, shattered and twisted; each of the built-in bookshelves looked to have been torn down, zigzagging left and right onto one another’s level, with old books piled on the floor in wide swathes. Eric wasn’t an investigator, but it looked as if the General had, at possibly several different points judging by the distribution of the damage, gone on furniture-destroying rampages in this room; several empty dusty liquor bottles that had rolled into shadowy cobwebbed corners attested to repeated outbursts, one of them rolling along with the sweeping hem of the General’s bathrobe as he ushered them through the door.
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the tinpot dictator's study
The study looked to have been quite nice at one point—a plush red carpet, bookshelves that looked to actually be made of real hardwood—perhaps the one authentic room that had been seen thus far, making it all the more sad that it was half-destroyed. One of the several plush armchairs had been turned on its side, a leg torn roughly off and tossed into some corner; two huge reading lamps were on their side, shattered and twisted; each of the built-in bookshelves looked to have been torn down, zigzagging left and right onto one another’s level, with old books piled on the floor in wide swathes. Eric wasn’t an investigator, but it looked as if the General had, at possibly several different points judging by the distribution of the damage, gone on furniture-destroying rampages in this room; several empty dusty liquor bottles that had rolled into shadowy cobwebbed corners attested to repeated outbursts, one of them rolling along with the sweeping hem of the General’s bathrobe as he ushered them through the door.
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the tinpot dictator's study
We not only killed the leader of a sovereign nation we killed his daughter his grandson his son and law, many civilians and children
It’s despicable
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
cut my life into pieces
this is my last resort
hell fuckin yeah dude lmao please give me more sephiroth-monologuing charlie kirk lovers on this website I fuckin need it
The men's team has to hang out with the ghouls around Trump and the women's team gets to chill with cooler people so maybe fascists punish themselves
Worrye not about 'being productive,' for thou art not a product. Thou art a star daunsinge yn a hopeful skye. A signal blinking across centuryes and worldes. Thou art a song performid just once and perfectlye.
Thank you for saving me having to look up the article because I wanted to see what this drivel was about without reading. Curse you for telling me such a wretched truth. Jesus Christ
Guy sees the government building concentration camps in his neighborhood: I think this marijuana is making me sad
