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It's the fascism for people who don't want to look at what their hands are doing, don't revel in the squish of the lives they want to crush.

god she's so fucking stupid. the problem with space tech progress is the stupid regulations discouraging you from "killing civilians" and "wasting billions of dollars blowing up glorified bombs on the launchpad" and not the idiot manchild we have instead of a semi competent team of white nasa engineers and a large team of black women who could actually do math quickly. For sure.

psl is on my ballot so i get to vote socialist if i go participate in the electoralism

not really new tbh, like 10, 11 months ago they were saying that children were reading mein kampf in gaza

a friend of mine read me her essay in Angry Women, or at least part of it, and what a wild ride that is.

i have to give the fascist amerikkkan state credit where it's due: the pressure relief valve of having a psychological out for the people who don't like having to think of their nazism as nazism. like sure, the fascism can't move quite as quick as when the one guy with power and his collaborators do a one-party reich, but by god the wheels are staying onto this dumbass train far longer than even imperial superprofits would suggest.

oh, he's going forward with that idea. good stuff...

you didn't even talk about the major point of the story which is that Bisclavret is a werewolf

opinion discarded, this guy sounds like a dumbass. if he wants to read book reports, he should go teach grade school. literacy rates are low, he should consider trying to stop contributing to it himself.

it is interesting in painting a psychological profile of vance that his preferred MTG strategy is one that trolls others and is generally perceived as toxic

The works of the roots of the vines, of the trees, must be destroyed to keep up the price, and this is the saddest, bitterest thing of all. Carloads of oranges dumped on the ground. The people came for miles to take the fruit, but this could not be. How would they buy oranges at twenty cents a dozen if they could drive out and pick them up? And men with hoses squirt kerosene on the oranges, and they are angry at the crime, angry at the people who have come to take the fruit. A million people hungry, needing the fruit- and kerosene sprayed over the golden mountains. And the smell of rot fills the country. Burn coffee for fuel in the ships. Burn corn to keep warm, it makes a hot fire. Dump potatoes in the rivers and place guards along the banks to keep the hungry people from fishing them out. Slaughter the pigs and bury them, and let the putrescence drip down into the earth.

There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize. There is a failure here that topples all our success. The fertile earth, the straight tree rows, the sturdy trunks, and the ripe fruit. And children dying of pellagra must die because a profit cannot be taken from an orange. And coroners must fill in the certificate- died of malnutrition- because the food must rot, must be forced to rot. The people come with nets to fish for potatoes in the river, and the guards hold them back; they come in rattling cars to get the dumped oranges, but the kerosene is sprayed. And they stand still and watch the potatoes float by, listen to the screaming pigs being killed in a ditch and covered with quick-lime, watch the mountains of oranges slop down to a putrefying ooze; and in the eyes of the people there is the failure; and in the eyes of the hungry there is a growing wrath. In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.

for some reason i'm just now considering how fucking annoying adolf would have been on twitter had it existed.

why even bother going to michigan if you want to lose there