Lylphefia

these motherfuckers don’t deserve any pussy. fuck their dumb asses. ladies, when a guy asks you out and suggests a place to go, ALWAYS suggest another place to see if his ass is some lame pua wannabe. fellas, stop being a bunch of insecure pussies. this ISN’T how you prove yourselves to be alphas. smfh. real men know when to flex and when to chill, this was a fucking “chill” moment and he blew trying to be “alpha.” dumbass.

“do not tolerate disagreement” wtf?!?! some of you motherfuckers want a fucking dog NOT a woman. 

A few examples:

Constantly move her around, each time she follows you build compliance

Ask for little things, which again builds compliance

Get lots of little yeses in a row to make it harder for her to say no

Location - make it easier for her to come back to yours than get home (eg drive her somewhere)

Talk her into selling herself, once she is in the mindset of demonstrating her value she will retrospectively believe she must have done it because you are high value

Deep dive - basically show interest in her as a person, but in a laid back way so she thinks you’re both interested but not amazed

As soon as she fails to comply, ruin the moment completely and “snap out of it” then try again to escalate to sex (so she will comply so as not to ruin things again)

Use female friends to look popular and well-adjusted so she doesn’t see you as a threat, then basically act as a threat now she has talked herself out of being scared of you

Don’t have conversations by text or phone, just use it to get her to meet you alone

For anybody wondering just how incredible Skylar’s ability is, the character in this clip who’s dancing a pas de deux alone is facing off against a prima ballerina—a master—who’s also benefiting from magical enhancement. AND EVEN SHE THINKS IT CAN’T BE DONE. This show was made with a ton of research and input from real ballerinas and ballet teachers; much of what you see in it, from a technical perspective, is completely accurate, including how the steps are done and how positions are held. So when Kraehe says “she couldn’t be doing that,” that’s the opinion of actual dance professionals. What Princess Tutu is doing—which is what Skylar does in the first video—is supposed to be impossible.

Dear @nytimes

Please take down your pay wall for all the stories about Donal Trump’s failure to pay taxes for years and cheating America.

do NOT check out this reblog to see if it’s been edited with an article for you to read or something….

Exxon knew.

They knew, 50 years ago, that they were going to murder the planet and our species with their oil.

And they acted.

Oh, how they acted!

They created a campaign of lies to distort the public perception of climate change.

https://exxonknew.org/

Exxon knew.

They knew in ‘73, when their researchers told them: plastics would never be recycled. There would not be a cost effective way to recycle plastic.

And they acted.

They created a disinformation campaign to convince us plastic COULD be recycled.

https://www.npr.org/2020/09/11/897692090/how-big-oil-misled-the-public-into-believing-plastic-would-be-recycled

That campaign - the little recycling logos on our plastics, the upbeat videos about a future where plastic was part of a circular economy of use and recycling - convinced us to buy, wash, and sort plastic.

90% of that plastic was never recycled. It never will be.

NONE of those splashy campaigns - the announcement that all NYC school plastics would be recycled, the recycling in national parks - ever worked. They all lasted long enough to get some upbeat press, and then they quietly shut down.

This week’s NPR/Planet Money investigation by Laura Sullivan doesn’t just talk to the ex-chief lobbyists, now serving as belated Oppenheimers, lamenting the impending destruction of our planet.

It also talks to the current round of executives who have announced a fresh round of plans to recycle plastics - completely disingenuous, insultingly obvious distraction tactics to convince us that their projections of TRIPLING production by 2050 isn’t a form of mass murder.

Then Sullivan circles back to those retired executives, the ones who oversaw the first disinformation campaign, and they confirm that this latest round of promises are literally the same tactic, barely updated for a world on fire.

The world is on fire. My sky has been orange all week. Our family’s socially distanced meetings with friends in parks or back yards have been cancelled because we cannot breathe outside.

Exxon - and Chevron, and the rest of Big Oil - knows.

In a secret recording released to the New York Times, oil execs meet to cheerfully discuss how they will burn the world and murder us all but make a buck in the process.

https://www.nytimes.com/2020/09/12/climate/methane-natural-gas-flaring.html

Their plans for climate change don’t involve reducing emissions - they’re building bunkers and hiring mercenaries to keep us at bay when we come for them. They know what they’ve done.

Exxon knows.

Exxon knows.

When I searched for the “Exxon Knew” campaign to find a link for this piece, the top of Google’s search results included a blisteringly expensive ad for a disinformation site, paid for by Exxon.

The sky is orange. The oceans are choking. The air is unbreathable. Your body is full of microplastics.

Exxon.

Fucking.

one day, a man comes in and asks for a burned grilled cheese. the waitress specifies this to my father the line cook, and my father, being the chill guy that he is, thinks, k, whatever, he lets it get a little charred. gives it to the waitress.

guy sends it back. “not burned enough,” the waitress relays to my father. my father puts it back on the heat, lets it get solidly black on both sides, sends it out. 

guy sends it black. “it’s...still not burned enough,” the waitress says, and i can’t imagine being in this poor woman’s shoes, dealing with whatever eldritch creature is hungering for straight carbon in the dining room of a tiny Italian place in approximately 1991. 

my father thinks, what the hell. he sticks the sandwich in what is known as a Salamander, but is basically just a freestanding broiler. gets busy with something else. forgets about the grilled cheese. looks up. the grilled cheese is now ON FIRE. 

he pulls the grilled cheese out. it’s...definitely burned now. burned straight through. it’s questionable if this is even considered a grilled cheese anymore, since it has been far more than grilled and there is nothing recognizable as cheese. what the hell. he sends it out with the waitress. 

it doesn’t come back.

I am perfectly happy working 8 hrs a day because I don’t have to:

grow my own food

find my own clean water

heat my house

The povern to lower class are literally serfs, working for food and home that we can never truly own.

The middle class barely exists at all :/

upper class are the land lords, who charge us to exist to line the pockets of the regional kings, the corporations.

Who in turn line the pockets and control the king, the federal government.

Except its worse because we are fully capable of NOT living this way. We have significantly more convenience in this day and age and yet the wide variety of masses, (You know, the actual 90%) can barely afford rent.

More than enough for these children, their parents, and the rest to all have their own home.