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i would legit love for anyone in the notes to live the homelessness i did in the past, and interact regularly with abusive crackhead/dopehead women who mistreat everyone around them, including their kids, and live about as "sleazy/yucky" of a life as you can imagine to get the drugs they want. for whom people are disposable tools to be harmed, stolen from, attacked, property damaged etc.

i'm guessing most of these posters are so sheltered that my mother and i would be seen as "sleazy and yucky women" just for living in a car (or hotel on and off) and having difficulty consistently accessing work (good luck without an address or current car inspection) or basic things like a shower. while trying to navigate the system and dodge collateral BS from the above. lol

open, bold-faced lies. you don't love what you say you do. you love a genre of sanitized fictional character that doesn't even come close. and true reality frightens you, makes you gag, would give you a heart attack.

The writer and journalist Slavenka Drakulic, one of the most widely translated Croatian authors in the world and a prominent voice against patriarchy and nationalism, died this Saturday at the age of 76, local media reported.

“She left us suddenly,” reported the Croatian daily Jutarnji List, where Slavenka Drakulic regularly contributed articles.

Her daughter, Rujana Jeger, who is also a writer, expressed gratitude for the condolences in a message published on her Facebook page, accompanied by a childhood photograph with her mother: “I will remember her like this, smiling.”

Born in Rijeka, a port city in northern Croatia, in 1949, Slavenka Drakulic began her writing career in the late 1970s after studying comparative literature and sociology at the University of Zagreb.

She published her first essay, “The Deadly Sins of Feminism,” in 1984, and followed it three years later with her debut novel, “Holograms of Fear.”

She was one of the earliest voices to bring the feminist struggle into public debate within the former Yugoslavia.

In the early 1990s, along with four other female authors—Jelena Lovric, Rada Ivekovic, Vesna Kesic, and Dubravka Ugresic—Slavenka Drakulic was the target of a misogynistic and nationalist smear campaign. The five women were branded as traitors in an article titled “Witches of Rio,” published in the Zagreb weekly Globus.

Slavenka Drakulic lived between Stockholm, Sweden, and her native Croatia, where she passed away just after releasing a new book, “Why I Never Learned to Cook,” a work intersecting gastronomy and feminism.

With an extensive literary production, Slavenka Drakulic—whose works have been translated into more than twenty languages—addressed communism, the fall of communism, the rise of nationalism, and the Balkan wars that followed the dissolution of Yugoslavia.

The oppression of women was a constant thread throughout her work: between 1992 and 1994, she visited refugee camps on the Bosnia-Croatia border to document the stories of women who had been victims of wartime rape.

Recently, while recalling the controversy generated by her 1984 essay “The Deadly Sins of Feminism,” Drakulic lamented the slow evolution of women’s rights in Croatia.

I know people are constantly leaving, but there are some losses I never quite manage to come to terms with. It is a strange thing. Often, these are not people I knew personally, nor even people I was especially close to. They are people I encountered for years through their books, interviews, articles, and public appearances, building a kind of imagined intimacy with them. Slavenka Drakulić has died, and she was certainly one of those people. Just like Dubravka Ugrešić. Or Mira Furlan. Sometimes I think this is the only way one can truly connect with the world: through someone’s views, ideas, thoughts, an inner world you do not know at all, yet one that resembles your own, giving you a spark of hope that you are not alone after all. That someone else thinks in a similar way and struggles to make this world we live in appear, at least for a moment, different. Better. More contemporary. More truthful.

With her distinctive combination of intellectual precision, courage, and an almost inexhaustible fascination with the everyday realities of our region, particularly in the aftermath of Yugoslavia’s collapse, she became one of Eastern Europe’s most important voices over the past several decades. She began her career as a journalist after studying comparative literature and sociology at the Faculty of Humanities and Social Sciences in Zagreb. She wrote for some of the most influential Yugoslav publications, including Start, Danas, and NIN, bringing into public discourse subjects no one else was discussing, yet which she believed deserved attention. While socialist society formally promoted equality, she was among the first to write about the actual position of women, everyday inequalities, and invisible structures of power. With her very first book, Smrtni grijesi feminizma: Ogledi o mudologiji (The Mortal Sins of Feminism: Essays on Phallology), published in 1984, she demonstrated that she was unwilling to compromise when it came to ideas. The book sparked one of the most compelling intellectual debates in Yugoslavia at the time, including a public exchange with Igor Mandić. It was the moment it became clear that a new voice had emerged on the literary and journalistic scene, one that would not merely comment on society but challenge it to profound self-examination.

During the turbulent 1990s, when nationalist ideas dominated public life, she remained fearless and steadfast in her convictions. She sharply warned of the dangers of hatred, war, and collective delusion, which often made her the target of attacks and criticism. A particularly difficult period followed a media campaign in which she, together with several other intellectuals, was branded an opponent of the dominant political narrative. The consequences were serious: her withdrawal from public life at home and her move to Sweden, where she continued to build an international career.

It was precisely this experience of exile, and her observation of post-communist Europe from a different perspective, that she transformed into acclaimed works of non-fiction such as Balkan Express and Café Europa, through which she introduced international readers to the complex processes that shaped the region after the breakup of Yugoslavia. Her writing was deeply personal, yet it always transcended the boundaries of autobiography. In the novel Holograms of Fear, written after her kidney transplant, she explored illness, vulnerability, and mortality, while in As If I Am Not There she portrayed the tragedy of wartime violence in Bosnia and Herzegovina through the story of a single woman. A special place in her later work was reserved for women who had remained in the shadow of famous men. Writing about Frida Kahlo, Dora Maar, and Mileva Einstein, she sought to illuminate their lives, talents, and sacrifices, which history had too often distorted or overlooked.

But what sets Slavenka Drakulić apart from other writers is not only the subjects she explored. It is her particular way of looking at life, one that quietly etches itself into your memory as you read. That is why I vividly remember the day I read They Would Never Hurt a Fly in a single sitting. I am usually a slow reader. Books do not grab me that easily. But this was a truly extraordinary experience. Until that moment, I had never read anything quite like it. For those unfamiliar with it, the book emerged during the prosecution of war criminals from the Bosnian war. Following trials before the Hague Tribunal, she does not attempt to prove anyone’s innocence or relativise crimes. Quite the opposite. She tries to understand how people who were once drivers, teachers, neighbours, or office workers became capable of evil. Her argument is that the greatest danger lies precisely in the fact that perpetrators are often not monsters, but entirely ordinary people. I imagine her sitting in the courtroom, observing the accused: the faces they make, the way they dress, the conversations they have with their families. She looks for signs of madness or exceptional monstrosity and finds none. Instead, she encounters the banality of evil, the idea that horrific crimes are often committed not by demons but by people who have accepted the logic of a system, propaganda, or obedience. As a literary work, the book is written almost as a series of psychological portraits. It reads like a blend of reportage, essay, and moral philosophy. There are no grand political slogans. Instead, it grapples with a far more unsettling question: if they were ordinary people, what makes us certain that we would not become the same under similar circumstances?

While others analysed grand political systems, she observed everyday life. While historians spoke about the fall of communism, she wrote about what it felt like to buy your first lipstick or wait in line for coffee. Her landmark book How We Survived Communism and Even Laughed showed the West that history is not merely a collection of dates and revolutions, but also the sum of countless small experiences lived by millions of people behind the Iron Curtain. Throughout her career, she contributed to some of the world’s most respected publications, including The New York Times and The Guardian, while her books were translated into numerous languages and read around the globe. Although she received recognition during her lifetime, her work carries renewed significance today, both as a testimony to a particular era and as a lasting call for critical thought.

Presumptive Democratic congresswoman Darializa Avila Chevalier's opposition to interracial relationships has earned her words of approval from a surprising source—David Duke.

The former Ku Klux Klan grand wizard turned Louisiana lawmaker said he agreed with her desire to keep the bloodlines pure.

“Well, I think that people have the right to preserve their particular heritage," Duke told the Washington Free Beacon after being reached by phone. "And if she's concerned about preserving her heritage if it's Somali, or whatever she is, she's certainly got the right to do that."

Chevalier's position on interracial relationships stems from a now-deleted social media post from September 2019 in which she criticized black and Arab men for "fetishizing ugly colonizer women." Chevalier, who describes herself as "Afro-Latina" and has said she operates "within the black queer feminist lens," is not Somali.

Duke and Chevalier have more in common than may meet the eye. Duke's insurgent 1991 Louisiana gubernatorial campaign—where he was effectively the GOP nominee—caused an uproar in the national Republican Party, which ultimately supported the Democrat (the famously corrupt Edwin Edwards, who won). Chevalier's extreme left-wing views, including those on race, are today causing similar ferment and embarrassment among Democrats, but so far, the national party has yet to disavow her.

The political journalist Mark Halperin on Monday quoted an unnamed "Democratic Party stalwart" fretting that, "Chevalier is our David Duke. She is poisoning the possibility of a Democratic majority."

Duke has in the past found common ground with far-left Democrats over their shared hatred of Israel. In 2019, he called Rep. Ilhan Omar (D., Minn.)—who, unlike Chevalier, is Somali—"the most important Member of the US Congress" after she accused Jewish lawmakers of dual loyalty to Israel.

Duke has in the past justified his position by arguing "I want to see the continuation of my heritage go on" and that "I think most black and white people in America believe that way."

In his call with the Free Beacon, Duke said he also found much to like in New York City's socialist mayor Zohran Mamdani, whose support of Chevalier was pivotal to her primary victory.

"I think that the new mayor of New York was a step forward," Duke said, even while noting his disagreement with Mamdani over immigration.

"I do believe that there are bigger fish to fry, and I do believe that the immigration policies we talk about were orchestrated by the same elite that has given us these wars.

"His views on Israel are critical, because there's no more important political issue than the fact that a tiny minority of America … the oligarchs of the Jewish people, that they are controlling our foreign policy," Duke added, echoing the antisemitic rhetoric he has espoused over his decades in public life.

In the past, Duke has called Jewish people "a blight" who should "go into the ashcan of history." And much of his public commentary today remains focused on Jewish control of governments and official institutions.

The former Klansman has spent decades in public life, running notable failed campaigns for president and governor of Louisiana. He also ran to represent the state in the Senate and House. In 1989, Duke managed to get himself elected to the Louisiana House of Representatives, serving in the job until January 1992.

In December 2002, Duke pleaded guilty to felony mail fraud and was sentenced to 15 months in prison. In 2006, he spoke at an infamous Holocaust denial conference held in Iran where he asserted that the Nazi use of gas chambers to kill Jews had been a myth, according to Fox News.

In 2005, Duke received a doctorate from the Interregional Academy of Personnel Management in Ukraine.

"I am a historian. I have a legitimate Ph.D. from the largest university in Ukraine," Duke boasted in a recent radio broadcast.

It wasn’t just a pact of convenience. Rockwell seemed to genuinely revere black nationalist leaders, who had built a much larger and more organized movement that he would ever manage. Rockwell told other Nazis that Elijah Muhammad’s followers were “admirable human beings in spite of their color.” The Nazi leader told Haley he admired Malcolm X’s courage — and even wished to launch a joint “back to Africa” speaking tour with the black leader. “He must think I’m nuts!” was X’s reply. Malcolm X would ultimately break with the Nation of Islam and disavow all the ideology that may have once aligned him with Nazis and the KKK. After making the Islamic pilgrimage to Mecca, he returned believing that the United States’ various ethnicities truly could learn to live together. In 1965, he was shot to death by radical Nation of Islam members. Like so many other political figures of the 1960s, Rockwell would also be assassinated before the decade’s end. Gunned down outside a self-serve laundromat, Rockwell was murdered by former American Nazi Party member John Patler. Rockwell’s father, when told of the shooting, reportedly said he wasn’t surprised at all.  Unlike X, however, Rockwell definitely experienced no spiritual awakening about racial unity before Mauser bullets tore through his head and chest. In a speech to a UCLA in May 1967, only four months before his death, Rockwell told a loudly derisive audience that Jews were warmongers, profiteers, liars, communist conspirators and traitors.

https://nationalpost.com/news/the-weird-time-nazis-made-common-cause-with-black-nationalists

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is this ^ a kitties

my kitty is name Kitty and everyone say it’s a stupid name and she needs to have a different name but i like it