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Which is why California went into an uproar earlier this year when the Federal Government tried to argue that states can’t set their own environmental guidelines! “Fuck you!” says California, “we remember Los Angeles in the 80s, how bad the smog gets, go pollute your own damn air over in your own damn state where there isn’t a thermal inversion layer to trap all the smog down near ground level!”

“But you’re making it soooo haaaaaard to sell our cars everywhere else!” they whine.

“Fuck you!” California shouts. “And while we’re at it, we don’t give a shit what you say, Mister President, we’re gonna open our damn states when we’re good and ready, and our friends Nevada, Oregon, Colorado, and Washington State agree! Also, we’ve decided to legalize weed!”

“But the Federal Government says it’s illegal!” shouts the other states.

“Fuck you, we make the drug laws in our state, and we say toke up!”

“Now, hang on!” shouts the Federal government. “You can legalize weed in your state, but all banks are federal agencies, so if your weed dispensaries set up bank accounts, those accounts have money from illegal practices in it and are subject to seizure by the federal government!”

“FINE!” shouts California. “Hey, weed guys, you can keep selling weed, but you can only deal in cash!”

“How the fuck is that supposed to work!?”

“I DON’T FUCKING KNOW, TAKE IT UP WITH DC!”

“By the way, if you’re gay married elsewhere, we won’t recognize it,” mutters Texas.

“OH FUCK YOUUUUUUU!” 

I look back on my latest reblog, about ten hours ago, of @anexperimentallife​‘s post about Maus to check whether the Popper Paradox of Tolerance infographic has been removed from my latest reblog as it was from the OP and from reblogs of the OP; and what do I see:

Huh.

So I click on the question mark in the banner to review the community guidelines. There isn’t anything in this post that meets the guidelines’ definition of adult content unless somehow there’s a misapprehension that there’s an excerpt from Maus which includes the famous depiction of concentration camp nudity which got the book banned last week in Tennetuckybamaippi or wherever. Except I noticed something, circled in red here:

Even if that excerpt was included in Rob’s post, it falls outside prohibition by the guidelines.  

Now, this isn’t my first rodeo. I know the drill for appealing a flagged post:

So I just need to click on the button in the banner and … hang on. This banner doesn’t have an appeal button.

This banner looks more like the banner for after an appeal’s failed, but the text is significantly different from that banner: 

What we have here is, apparently, a unappealable flag on a post which does not violate the community guidelines being a political exception.

I deleted at LiveJournal for less.

The interviewer raised speculation of an on-set romance between Piggy and Tim Curry. Kermit flailed, Piggy tried to be coy and Tim frigging Curry gave the most wickedly mischievous look straight into the camera and said “Well I do love a bacon roll”

Ya’ll don’t have any idea how fucking brave and needed these plot lines were.

This was before Ellen came out.

This was before civil unions.

This was before Don’t Ask Don’t Tell.

This was when your ass could be fired, blacklisted, and shunned with no legal protections for even being hinted at being gay.

If you want to learn more about the inner workings of warlock pacts or the Nine Hells, the Brimstone Angels series is amazing.

If you want a read about two sisters overcoming racial and spiritual prejudices, Brimstone Angels is amazing.

It’s only six books long so if you want a nice read without losing months of your life trying to get through to the next one…

Hello, this is my second entrance in the site. This story was based in this image: https://www.deviantart.com/metalforever/art/CM-In-Need-of-Maternity-Leave-579402772

Hope you enjoy it.

“Ok, explain this plan to me one more time, and this time tell me how it isn’t a death trap.”

A group of four adventurers were sitting around a clearing in the middle of the forest, near a cave where villagers say the local group of orcs have a base.

“You want us to get in an orc infested cave and kill a whole tribe of them? With just a fighter, a Human knight, a Halfling rogue and a newbie healer? No offense, miss.” Said the 8 feet half-orc fighter.

“None taken” said the female healer.