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"rickrolling is mean" rickrolling is the gentle, kind, prosocial descendant of what we used to do on the internet, which was putting a redirect to goatse in every possible misspelling of a url
Rickrolling is a beautiful achievement in collective disarmament. We designated a perfectly pleasant pop song as The Prank Song, we agreed that if someone tricks you into listening to it, that means they Owned You, and now no one has to look at goatse anymore.
the thing about capitalism is that at a certain point a product reaches its maximum audience and cant really be improved (at least not while remaining profitable), but capitalism requires a product provide infinite growth, and at that point the only way to increase profits is to raise prices, cut corners, and in the case of services start adding advertisements. this is just how the system works.
Rent-seeking is the act of growing one's existing wealth by manipulating the social or political environment without creating new wealth.[1] Rent-seeking activities have negative effects on the rest of society. They result in reduced economic efficiency through misallocation of resources, reduced wealth creation, lost government revenue, heightened income inequality,[2][3] risk of growing political bribery, and potential national decline.
The actual economic term for this parasitic behavior is "Rent Seeking", as in "charging you rent for things that didn't used to cost money just because we can."
"The classic example of rent-seeking, according to Robert Shiller, is that of a property owner who installs a chain across a river that flows through their land and then hires a collector to charge passing boats a fee to lower the chain. There is nothing productive about the chain or the collector, nor do passing boats get anything in return. The owner has made no improvements to the river and is not adding value in any way, directly or indirectly, except for themselves. All they are doing is finding a way to obtain money from something that used to be free."
obtain money links to the wikipedia article for Parasitism which might be the most brutal diss I've ever seen on wikipedia ever
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Crested Caracara being allopreened by two Black Vultures! This is such an interesting behavior and one that's typically one-way (preening by vultures to caracara). Here you can see the caracara either attempting to reciprocate but getting rebuffed by both vultures, or telling them to stop for now.
there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.
Ok yeah what fuckingEVERRR WHATEVER. Post more about dew with his belt around Swiss’ throat. Pls. For me. For meeeee. Pls (: tee hee. He. PLEASE <3
Oh okayyyy….Cause you said please
Unsafe breathplay practices w/ no on screen negotiated consent, a little bit of threatening, Swiss is a brat, brief trans masc Dew moment, I tried to keep this short
His grin hadn’t budged when his knees first hit the floor. Just a thin layer of carpet over a slab of unforgiving concrete, the initial ache in his joints was nothing yet. The hand that had forced him there found its way into his hair, unkind and uncaring fingers twisted up in his locs only to tug hard enough to thump his skull against the wall of the dressing room. Only then did his smile falter.
Swiss had tried to knock Dew away but the little ghoul had a surprisingly solid death grip when he wanted to. Grabbed his wrist like he sought to snap it, holding that much tighter when Swiss instinctively attempted to pull away. Nails bit into him leaving the warning of crescents deep in his skin until Swiss got smart enough to let his arm go limp and Dew threw it uselessly into his lap.
The tension on his scalp hardly let up despite that little bit of compliance, even when Dew started to fight his belt with one hand. An awkward jerky movement that pulled his head in uncomfortable directions till it finally came loose.
“Careful,” Swiss hissed as his head bumped the wall again. “Aether’s gonna be pissed if you give me a concussion this early into the tour.”
“Shut up before I decide to knock your fucking teeth in.” Dew bit, “I told you to get on the floor and stop running your mouth.”
”I didn’t hear a please, matchstick.”
“A please? After the way you’ve been acting? Consider yourself lucky I didn’t punch you during soundcheck. Wouldn’t cut the shit. You just don’t know when to stop, do you?”
“You just make it too easy sometimes. I’ll stop prodding when you stop letting me get to you.”
“I can’t stand you.”
”Oh c’mon baby.” Swiss said. His voice dripped with something sweet with no intent to placate. “Know you can’t stay mad at me, so let’s just skip to the part where we kiss and make up.”
“Do you really think it’s gonna be that easy?” Dew balked, yanking Swiss’ hair to turn his face upwards. “That I’m gonna just fold and give you what you want?” With his rising temper, the room seemed to creep towards a degree of uncomfortable warmth, and yet the multi ghoul just kept fucking smiling. All teeth, not a hint of regret to it. Swiss could practically hear his blood boiling.
“Well, yeah.” He put his hands on Dew’s outer thighs, slowly stroking upwards. “That’s usually how these things go. I let you have your little temper tantrum, so why don't you just let me take care of you now, ‘kay Dewy?”
“And that’s the whole problem, that’s your whole problem.” With a flourish, his belt finally came loose. He ripped it from the loops of his pants with his free hand, the leather cracking with the motion. Such a sharp sound it almost had Swiss wincing. “There are never any consequences. You’ve never had to deal with the repercussions for all the stupid shit you do and it’s made you nothing but a spoiled fucking brat.”
Dew finally released his hair but not before bracketing him closer to the wall. In one quick motion he slipped the leather around his neck and threaded it through the buckle. Pulled it nauseatingly tight with a grunt. It dug into his skin like it might just rip through, pressed down on his Adam’s apple with the intensity of a scorned lover. For a split second, Swiss simply chuckled, but the belt only got tighter. Tight enough Swiss’ eyes went wide, hands flying to claw at the leather with a slowly festering panic.
It was Dew’s turn to grin. Such a wicked little expression complete with danger glinting in the ember like glow of his eyes, one that put Swiss’ own to shame. A wordless answer to Swiss’ anxious disbelief - deadly serious in his intent.
“Now, that’s much better. I think I like you better quiet.” He cooed, slowly wrapping the belt around his white knuckles.
“What—“ Swiss started with a wheeze. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
”I’m helping!” He tugged at the makeshift leash forcing Swiss up onto his knees to try to ease some of the pressure off his throat. If his windpipe weren’t being squeezed he’d have yelped. “And we’re gonna find a better use for your mouth while we’re at it.”
Dew popped his fly and hooked his thumb into his waistband. He yanked both his pants and boxers down his thighs, watching Swiss’ eyes follow the movement of his hand with a wary sort of fixation. Watched how he drifted through a soft bed of curls until he reached the jut of his chubby little clit, framing it between the vee of his fingers, parting his folds slightly. The heady scent of incense and arousal made Swiss lightheaded, though maybe it was also because of the belt cutting off his air supply, truly it was anyone’s guess.
”If you wanna kiss and make up so bad, go on. Show me how sorry you are,” stars dotted his vision as Dew pulled him towards his cunt. His mouth fell open. Brows drawing together, his expression surely bordering pitiful. “For your sake, I hope you’re fucking convincing.”
Swiss allowed himself to be pulled towards Dew’s cunt, latching onto his clit with a sad and barely audible mewling sound. The tension on his ‘leash’ never eased up, and judging by the way Dew glared at him, slack was going to have to be earned. His fuzzy vision and spinning head were irrelevant in the grand scheme of this lesson Dew planned on teaching him. He’d choke him till he was satisfied and the threat, the promise, of dancing so close to the edge made his cock tent in his pants.
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oh my god I just saw the cutest thing in the world. little Black girl with beads in her hair for the first day of school and the beads were pink then silver then a bunch of yellow then beige then grey to make them look like pencils 🥺🥺🥺 brb I will draw an artist’s rendition
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RITUAL TRANSCRIPT: Birmingham, England (April 20, 2025)
here is a transcript of all the song intros / speeches Papa did between songs. i did not transcribe all the little ad-libs Papa does during the songs. and due to audio quality, there are a few words missing here and there. but other than that, this is a transcript of the complete concert. the original audio upload got deleted, but here is a link to a re-upload. enjoy!
BEFORE "SPIRIT"
Alright, you Brummies! Come on! Are you ready to face the demons of hallucination?! Good! Hit it! Unf! unf! Unhh!
BEFORE "THE FUTURE IS A FOREIGN LAND"
Voila! You like that? Yeah… It's pretty good. How you doing, Birmingham? Good. Well, it's nice to see you for the first time. Bear with me. All of this is new to me, so… be gentle. [AUDIENCE: NO!] Huh? You're not going to be gentle with me? What's up with you fuckers? How 'bout you? [CHEERING] See! Like nice people. They're gonna be gentle with me… while I have to learn. You have to figure this out in the parking lot, after this. But hey, everything will be ni– good– fine. Once you clear that out, all the fighting is over, you know… You can make it to the future, where everything will be better. Because you know, Brummies, the future is a foreign land.
AFTER "SATANIZED" / BEFORE "RITUAL"
Damn! Are you guys Satanized enough? Then join us… in our ritual! And please give it up for this… injured ghoul! Broken foot. Two fractures. Everybody, a little applause for standing here for y'all tonight… while you rock!
AFTER "RATS" / BEFORE "KISS THE GO-GOAT"
Brummies! Are you still feeling it? Is it a good feeling? You, over in the seats there? Hm? You peoples in the back? Yeah… Good! Alright. Y'all want a kiss?
AFTER "KISS THE GO-GOAT" / BEFORE "MUMMY DUST"
Mwah! Mwah! Mwah! All you Brummies, mwah! Yeah! Are you ready to feel your rumps… [INAUDIBLE]
AFTER "MUMMY DUST" / BEFORE "MONSTRANCE CLOCK"
Woo! Yeah! How 'bout that, Birmingham? Did it shake your rumps? All of them? Did it shake your asses? Good. Now see- now look. We load these cannons up with stuff, and they're all supposed to land where you are. Sometimes it works, sometimes it does not. And tonight… it worked… poorly! So we have a lot of stuff here on stage that's supposed to go out to you. So we will facilitat– facilitate that with our friend, Mr. Jesus! Yeah! He's not where you want him to be when you really need him. Ladies and gentlemen, Kevin "Jesus" Kaufmann from New York City! Can you dig it?! Can you blow it?! Fantastic. Now you all have to do– Yeah, big applause for Jesus! Now it's up to Richie and all those people here in the front to hand it over to y'all. Now! We've gotten to that point where it's almost, almost… [BOOS] You don't know what I'm talking about! I'm talking about that magic moment when you can all go into the Sunday night of Birmingham and tell the world about your wonderful evening. [WEAK CHEERING] That's pathetic. I said, you're about to go tell the world what a wonderful night you had! And how much you enjoyed it! So don't "Ehh!" We're having fun, right? I thought so. We're gonna do one more song. [BOOS] [INAUDIBLE] What a shitty crowd! I see you're hard to please! I said we're gonna do one song for you! Yeah, that's the spirit! Before we go, though, I'm gonna let bygones be bygones, mmkay? And I'm gonna tell you all, that from the bottom of all of our hearts here on stage, and from the bottom of mine, thank you for being here tonight. Conclusively, I give you Monstrance Clock.
BEFORE "MARY ON A CROSS"
I've gotten the honor to tell y'all it's over. [BOOS] You don't like that? Huh. You're truly negative. So! If you're gonna stick around… might as well play, uh, a couple songs. You like that? You like that, Birmingham? [INAUDIBLE] Well! Luckily, we have a few, uh, extras. [INAUDIBLE] This is an old B-side, actually, that my daddy used to sing. It's pretty rad!
AFTER "MARY ON A CROSS" / BEFORE "DANCE MACABRE"
Marijuana… Ah, fuck that! Alright, put on your dancing shoes, Brummies! You wanna dance~? Do you wanna dance?! A-One! Two! Three! Four! C'mon! Shake it!
BEFORE "SQUARE HAMMER"
[INAUDIBLE] One stinking last song! And Mister Old Boot here is gonna give it to you. He's gonna kick your asses into shape. Rock it, motherfucker!
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