"According to the New York Times, Vincent P. Battiloro, 17, had been fixated on Maria Niotis for months. Battiloro, who has tens of thousands of followers as a video game streamer, had taunted Niotis and her mother a week before the crash, ordering pizzas to their house as a prank.

Niotis’ mother also told a friend she had called the police multiple times because Battiloro had parked outside the family’s house and refused to leave.

Niotis’ friends stated Battiloro had harassed her.

Another friend and former boyfriend of Niotis, Elio Martinez, told the outlet that she and Battiloro had gone to school together and that she had complained to the principal and the police about him. In an exchange of Instagram messages in April between him and an account linked to Battiloro’s other social media accounts, Martinez told Battiloro to leave Niotis alone.

In response, Battiloro threatened to release nude photos of Niotis.

"I’m not leaving her alone until she apologizes to me,” Martinez said Battiloro wrote him. “I did it to one girl. I’ll do it to another. Keep running your mouth and I’ll create your girls’ nudes right now.”

Currently, the case is in the juvenile court, but minors 15 or older can be tried as adults in the state if a prosecutor files a waiver motion and the court finds probable cause. It’s not yet clear if Battiloro will be charged as an adult.

The victims’ families released a statement to FOX 5, saying, “It is now vital that the truth be shared: this was not an e-bike accident, and it was not a hit-and-run. This was murder in the first degree.”

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So.

This 17 year old male relentlessly stalked and harassed one of the girls and her family for MONTHS. She and her family tried to get help from the police, from her school, for MONTHS. He threatened to create AI nudes of her, and nothing was done. He targeted her at school, at home, and, finally, on the street where he murdered her and Isabella Salas.

I'm finding out if the families have a gofundme and donating right now.

The last applicant I spoke to said he didn’t care much about the politics of ICE—it was just that he thought his taxes shouldn’t be used to buy school supplies for “illegal alien children.” What he was really interested in, he said, was parlaying his wages as a deportation officer into buying Airbnbs. “My classmates came up in the same environment as me,” he said, “but now they’re off posting photographs of Lamborghinis on Instagram, standing on balconies of waterfront apartments.” 

Once, in the early part of his career, the [applicant’s father, who had worked at ICE,] had gotten to travel to Southeast Asia on various deportation flights and had sent his son photographs of a beautiful waterfall in Cambodia. “I was like, what the fuck dad?” the young man said. “I thought you were supposed to be deporting people!” 

The prospect of travel excited this applicant. And in fact over and over the DHS agents at the fair emphasized how it was the best part of their job. 

A longtime ICE agent said he had accompanied undocumented immigrants on deportation flights to more than fifty countries and stayed in numerous three- and four-star hotels. A White House rooftop sniper said that she had had “amazing experiences in foreign countries” and that the camaraderie of her sniper team reminded her of her college volleyball team. 

A CBP agent in Arizona said his favorite part of the job was riding horses through the mountains. The staff of the EMT Hazardous Agent Mitigation & Medical Emergency Response team (Hammer) said that he traveled with his ambulance all over the world, loading it into massive C17 airplanes and then sleeping beside it midair. He said it was “almost like camping.” 

“The fruit was never an apple”

Max Svabinsky, (1873-1962)

“Never Forget” until the new target is those that they disagree with.

Western art had been, from the Renaissance up to the middle of the 19th century, underpinned by the logic of perspective and an attempt to reproduce an illusion of visible reality. By the end of the 19th century, many artists felt a need to create a new kind of art which would encompass the fundamental changes taking place in technology, science and philosophy. (from Wikipedia)

This is a reaction to paintings like this:

(Tableau I, Piet Mondrian, 1921)

(Champs de Mars: La Tour Rouge by Robert Delaunay, 1911)

But it wasn't just paintings. The nazis also thought architecture was "degenerate". Stuff like this:

(A Bauhaus style building in Chemnitz)

(La Samaritaine department store in Paris by Henri Sauvage (1925–1928)

(Club Moderne, designed by architect Fred F. Willson and built by Frank Wullus in 1937 for John Francisco)

I am showing you because it is important to understand what they were calling "degenerate", and understand that Art in the West had been moving away from representing reality and into specifically NOT doing that for SOME DECADES. They had likely grown up with new styles of architecture that were a radical departure from all that had come before (Nouveau, Deco, Moderne, Modern, Futurism, Bauhaus), ditto with philosophy, paintings, clothing, even gender politics. The Weimar Republic was the centre of the cutting edge of queer rights and that was largely thanks to people like Hirschfeld, basically the first person in the West to say there was nothing particularly wrong with trans people and help them transition and live their lives to the fullest. He also wrote and advocated for the queer community, and kept a huge library (which was burned by nazis in 1933 during one of these sweeps for "degenerate art").

just when you think fascists only hated then-modern architecture, here's what fascist architect Le Corbusier wanted Paris to look like:

much like "trad" types today, they only liked "traditional" art and architecture when it conformed to their imaginary vision of what the past was

Commissioned by the US government in 1979 the work was made up of a 12x120 foot sheet of cor-ten steel which bisected Foley federal plaza in Manhattan. That's it. Just a sheet of metal in a plaza between several government buildings. It doesnt do anything. But it made people So Angry and also made the best argument I've ever seen for the worth of public art.

Heres a not so friendly reminder, as an lgbt metis person, i dont give a single fuck what your blog is themed or if this is too painful for you to look at. Reblog this post. Reblog this post with the sources of the 751 children who were found.

Your compliance and silence as well as the compliance and silence of your ancestors is what allowed these schools to open and kill first nations children. The children of MY people.

Dont follow me if you cant reblog this post or the one with sources to your political blog or your most popular blog. Add trigger warnings if you must but if your political blog is only focused on the harms you personally face like being lgbt then you need to see some bigger pictures and stop being afraid of angering your racist mutural or actually saying some shit about racism. If you can reblog some antifa graphics or add blm to your bio to be a surface level ally, you can reblog some sources on the genocide first nations people faced and still face today.

They were CHILDREN.

I’d like to add this photo I took last night in Victoria of the statue of Captain Cook. Though I myself am not indigenous, I 100% agree that these murderers, kidnappers and rapists shouldn’t have huge statues and plaques that decorate them and say how “great” they were.

Here’s another photo of the legislative assembly from yesterday. Later on there were more items, candles and signs at the memorial, as well as a big poster with 1505 painted on it but I didn’t get a picture

People need to see this. Not just quickly glance at the photos and keep on scrolling. They need to see this.

I went to a “Cancel Canada Day” event and burst into tears - not because I was surprised to learn of the unmarked graves (survivors told us they were there. Our government pushed it aside, and we let them), but because seeing all the people gathered in mourning drove it home: They. Were. Children.

This is my country’s legacy - and it’s not history. The last schools closed during my lifetime. My Father went to school with students who lived at the local residential school, after it was changed to a boarding house (read: holding centre) for indigenous youth who went to local schools.