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I don't know where anon is from, but clearly their priority is the safety of the people of Gaza, which is fair.

But I know where I'm from and I know where the people who I have spoken to are also from who always remind me that they have a whole land that was seized from them in 1948 which is still in dispute at Israeli courts, whose owners have died and their childrena nd grandchildren are the ones still fighting for their land back from the Zionists, who to this day cannot live on it or even near it.

Now, this isn't something I usually post about from my silly goofy k1nk account (reminder to minors to not follow or scroll this acount).

But I have more followers on here than main, and this is extremely important. Like, scary shit.

This applies to everyone. If you're reading this? It's going to effect you.

I'm sure perhaps some of you have seen around about a this thing going around... KOSA, is one of the ways it's being referred to.

If this shit passes, lemme tell you...

LGBTQ+ adults and minors seeking help and community,

people looking for abortions,

people organizing protests,

anyone using their free speech to voice concerns about injustices, 

even FAN ARTISTS...

Even people reading fan fiction...

And for the purposes of where I'm posting from... people sharing and enjoying their k1nks, wanting to post things with safety and privacy... smut artists and writers, people even LOOKING for smut...

It's all gone. No privacy.

They'll have your face, your name, your age, where you live.

You'll need an ID to use any US-based platform, even if you're NOT in the United States.

Instead of dooming, here's what you can do to stop this shit in it's tracks 👍

Here is a website where you can sign a letter just by filling out a form, (it takes less than 30 seconds) and where you can call reps.

I HIGHLY suggest leaving calls if you're able, and if you have phone shyness, do this after 6pm, since it will leave messages instead.

I'm shy, but I did it!

Here's another letter to sign, takes less than 20 seconds.

Here is a form you can fill out sharing how the social media has POSITIVELY effected you.

Share all of this with as many people as you can. Our safety, freedom, joy, and protection online is at risk more than ever.

(Here is the thread where I found all of this information.)

Source

I'm pretty happy with how this turned out… It feels like the ultimate holy card: WangXian will assist your romantic endeavours XD

I hope you like it too! 💙

Have you heard about the Polish Train company, Newag, and the bullshit it turns out they got up to?

So, the regional rail operator Koleje Dolnośląskie bought some Newag Impuls back in 2016 . In late 2021, some of them need to have major maintenance done, as they've been in service a while. So the company SPS (Serwis Pojazdów Szynowych) gets the contract to fix them. They basically take the train apart, replace a bunch of it, following all the rules in the documentation Newag gave them, and... it won't move. The train says everything is fine, the brakes are off, there's plenty of power, but you push the throttle up and it won't move.

SPS spends a while trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong, with no luck. So they hire some hackers from the Polish security group Dragon Sector. Dragon Sector figures out how to get into the code of the computer system that runs the train, and OH MY GOD.

So it turns out there's a secret train-lock system. If it's on, the train won't move. This will be triggered in some situations you might think are normal: the clocks are wrong, the serial numbers of the various parts have changed, and a firmware mismatch between the main computer and the power system. Now, the fact that it makes sense to not run the train in these situations until someone can check it? that doesn't extend to the fact the train uses a SECRET lock system, rather than just popping up an error message telling you what's wrong. There's also the problem that while these are all potential error problems, they can't be cleared by anyone with the technical manuals, which are supposed to cover everything about how to run these trains. Only Newag themselves can reset this system.

Which, you know, keeps SPS from properly fixing them. Only Newag can fix them now, but not because SPS lacks any technical ability, but because Newag sabotaged their own trains. But don't worry: it gets worse.

So now that Dragon Sector knows what's happening, they get to look at other trains. It turns out the trains aren't all running the same software, and there are other tricks in there.

One of them is a "how long has the train been stopped?" check. If the train hasn't hit 60 km/h in 10 days, the train locks itself and won't move until Newag can clear it. So, like, if a train is ever out of service, like it's going to a repair place... it'll break itself. Unless the repair place is owned by Newag.

But two of the trains go further: See, these trains have GPS built in, right? You may be able to guess where this is going...

THEY JUST MAKE THE TRAIN CHECK IF IT IS PARKED AT THEIR COMPETITORS' REPAIR YARD AND BREAK ITSELF IF IT WAS.

The sheer audacity of this move. This is frighteningly bullshit anti-competition self-sabotage.

This has, obviously, made some parts of the Polish government to start investigating this. Newag may be (and hopefully will be) in a lot of trouble.

For more info, there's a great video of a presentation by the three people from Dragon Sector who did the hacking, which was presented at the 37th Chaos Communication Congress in Germany.

Ars Technica also has an article on it, but it predates the presentation so it doesn't have some of the later details.

So a bit of background first for our international followers: Clive Palmer is one of Australia's many mining billionaires who like to meddle in our country's politics, and as such he is utterly despised by all of Australia.

Picture for context:

He is most commonly known online by the title "Fatty McFuckhead", (problematic as it may be) because he tried to sue a youtuber for $500,000 for calling him that - and he lost. So the name stuck.

Up until his most recent foray into parliament, the legally certified Fuckhead was best known for his batshit business ventures, such as attempting to build "The Titanic 2" (failed) and trying to build a dinosaur theme park (also failed, but at least nobody got eaten by a T-Rex in this one).

For a very long time Clive played the role of sugar daddy to Australia's largest conservative party, the ironically named Liberal Party, until they had a falling out in 2012 after Clive claimed there was too much money influencing politics (lol), at which point he started his own party, days after saying he totally quit and wasn't fired and he only left because he didn't want to be a distraction.

His initial run at parliament was actually kinda successful, with Palmer's group winning 4 seats, plus a member from the "Motoring Enthusiasts Party" joined them too after accidentally getting elected and not knowing what the fuck to do.

Despite this initial success however, Palmer's party (which ran on basically no platform other than "I'm rich") hit an iceberg (titanic 2 achieved) and seven elected state and federal politicians quit within the first year.

By the time the next federal election rolled around, only one Palmer party candidate was still running for re-election. The most successful of this group - Jaquie Lambie - quit to sit as an independant and is still in parliament today.

Here she is with a painting of herself strangling Clive (she sells signed copies of this)

And here the senator is posting about liking sausage:

Anyway, we're getting to the point: which is the yellow posters. By the 2016 election, just two years after forming, the party was in complete freefall. It won just 0.01% of the vote at their second election, and it was announced shortly after that Clive was quitting politics and the party was being shut down. Australia breathed a sigh of relief.

It was, of course, short lived.

Clive, in desperate need of attention, restarted the party for the 2019 election, fielding candidates in every seat and spending $60 million in advertising in an attempt to win votes.

Every single candidate lost.

It was in this campaign however that Australia really started to fall out of love with Palmer, because most of that $60 million went towards putting up the world's least compelling marketing billboards on almost every single free space in the country.

For a good six months this was basically the only thing you would see in Australia if you went outside:

Clearly Graphic design is his passion. And yes, the genius did just straight up try and copy Trump's homework while changing a few words, hoping nobody would notice.

Very quickly these all got vandalised and it seemed the ad companies didn't care enough to replace them.

We could go on posting examples, there are thousands, but the best is definitely the one Ikea put up shortly after Clive lost the election:

In 2022, Clive's party contested the election AGAIN, this time also opting to send millions on spam text messages to every person in Australia begging for people to vote for him, as well as buying almost every youtube ad for a year, at the cost of $100 million.

He won a whopping one seat.

During this election Clive ran on an anti-lockdown, anti-vax platform with the slogan "freedom, freedom, freedom". That message, however, was slightly undermined when his goons, dressed in 'Freedom!' shirts, made national news for trying to beat up a protester who turned up at a rally dressed as an annoying text message, shouting "pay your workers" at Clive.

As if that wasn't bad enough, at another rally Clive knocked himself unconscious while trying to jump up on stage, and then a few weeks later was rushed to hospital with covid, while his anti-vax ads were still in regular rotation on TV.

Utterly humiliated, the party deregistered again shortly after the election. Can't wait until he runs again in 2025.

Anyway, on the other "Clive tweeting Miss Kobayashi's Dragon" thing, we have no idea what that means but here's a screencap:

You can't date anyone by land or by sea

You can't date a man or a woman

You can't date anyone who lives in a city or the countryside

You can't date Macbeth.

You can't date anyone who is straight or gay.

You can't date anyone who is cis or trans.

You can't date anyone taller or shorter than you

You can't date anyone with the same hair color or a different ethnicity

You can't date anyone who has the same religion as you, or is an atheist.

You can't date anyone who didn't go to college if you have a degree, or if you were homeschooled and they weren't.

You can't date people who were an only child unless you too are an only child.

You can't date anyone who shares a gender with one of your siblings or that's basically incest.

You can't date anyone who shares a first name with anyone you're related to, for the same reason. Sorry, everyone named John, you're gonna die alone.

You can't date anyone who can't drive unless you also can't drive, or it's basically pedophilia.

You can't date anyone who is gluten intolerant if you are vegetarian or vegan. That's cultural appropriation.

You can't date anyone who is from Europe if you enjoy Disney movies.

You can't date anyone who wears glasses unless you have glasses OR braces.

You can't date anyone with braces unless you have them (or glasses) because that's basically pedophilia.

You can't date anyone with diabetes unless you also have diabetes or long covid.

You can't date anyone who uses more or fewer pillows than you.

You can't date anyone who likes cats if you have ever had a pet fish because that's abusive

You can't date anyone who speaks English as a second language if English is your first language.

You can't date anyone who puts milk in the bowl before cereal. They must die alone and shunned by society.

You can't date anyone with fewer than 10 toenails unless you were born prematurely or suffer from the heartbreak of psoriasis.

You can't date anyone who has a name that has the same number of letters as yours. That's tantamount to twincest (note: it's okay IF and ONLY IF their name shares no letters with yours. Like "John" and "Mary" is okay, but "David" and "Erica" is incest)

You can't date anyone left handed if you are right handed.

You can't date anyone who was born in the same hospital as you.

You can't date anyone who owns any of the same clothes as you. Especially if they're in the same sizes. Yes, even jeans or socks.

You can't date anyone who wears the same kind of underwear as you. If you both wear boxers? That's homosexual underpants incest.

You can't date anyone who's first concert was the same artist as yours.

You can't date anyone who like star trek if you're more of a star wars person.

You can't date anyone whose favorite trek captain is the same as yours.

You can't date anyone who dyes their hair if you do that too. At least not at the same time, you can swap off.

You can't date anyone who has pierced ears unless you have the same number of piercings. And it has to be the same ears: if they only have one ear pierced, you can't have the opposite one.

You can't date anyone who is polyamorous if they've previously dated anyone who have dated anyone you've have dated before. That's basically sibling incest.

You can't date anyone who was born in the same year as you but has spent time in cryostasis or traveling at near-lightspeed, so their subjective experience of time is less than yours. That's pedophilia again, temporal pedophilia, the worst kind.

You can't date anyone with allergies if you are allergic to any of the same things.

You can't date anyone from another country unless they both have the same form of government. You can't date anyone who lived in a presidential democracy if you're from a constitutional monarchy.

You can't date anyone who prefers scifi if you like fantasy.

You can't date anyone who likes McDonalds if you prefer Burger King.

You can't date anyone who says "soda" if you call it "pop"

You can't date anyone who created their Tumblr account before their AO3 account if you did it the other way around.

You can't date anyone who follows any of the same tags on Tumblr. (That's incest. Especially if they follow #incest)

You can't date anyone who drinks coffee if you prefer tea.

You can't date anyone who prefers the same coffee order as you. That's caffeinated incest.

When eleven-year-old Leila disappears, her parents think she's hiding somewhere in the house. But what's happening is stranger than they can imagine.

Enjoy my short story, Leila's Secret.

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I always look at cookbooks for people who have no energy/time to do elaborate meal preparations, and roll my eyes. Like, you want me to stay on my feet for long enough to prepare 15 different ingredients from scratch, and use 5 different pots and pans, when I have chronic fatigue and no dishwasher?

These people seem to get it, though. It's very simple in places. It's basically the cookbook for people who think, 'I'm really bored of those same five low-spoons meals I eat, but I can't think of anything else to cook that won't exhaust me'. And it's free!

I just found out about the Stay Up Late campaign to advocate for people with intellectual disabilities to have the right to go out in the evening and not have to be in bed by 8pm

I learned about it from this video:

And I found the website for the campaign which is here:

hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.

hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy

hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it

hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently

hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love