free all women who murdered the men who raped them

Mark Rothko, White Center (Yellow, Pink and Lavender on Rose), 1950, Oil on canvas, 205.8 cm × 141 cm (81.0 in × 56 in)

defence of the sex work industry always feels like “but if we don’t enslave the orphans they might die!!” like orphanages and social support is totally unthinkable and unrealistic, which is hilarious coming from predominantly leftists.

“In Europe, Ingrid Caven is considered the most stylish chanteuse to have graced the cabaret stage since Edith Piaf and Marlene Dietrich. With her fiery red hair, painted face and crow-black mascara, the sultry German singer recaptures the aura of sophisticated seediness that flavoured the prewar German cabaret scene. But as Caven made her entrance at the Ballroom in Manhattan during her American debut, which ends Sunday, it was the comic in her that was at work. While Tchaikovsky was being played by the singer’s backup quartet, Caven tripped in her tightly fitted Yves St. Laurent black satin gown and sent a music stand crashing onto the stage. Just as the fallen diva seemed on the verge of utter humiliation, she tossed back her hair, picked up the microphone and launched into a collection of songs that ranged from the raunchy to the sublime. A couple of songs passed before the audience began to realize the fall was a stage device … Virtually unknown in the United States, Caven first gained attention as an actress in the films of the late German director Rainer Werner Fassbinder, whom she married for a brief period in the early 1970s. Three of the songs that Caven performs were penned for her by Fassbinder.”

Immensity is within ourselves. It is attached to a sort of expansion of being that life curbs and caution arrests, but which starts again when we are alone. As soon as we become motionless, we are elsewhere; we are dreaming in a world that is immense. [ . . . ] It is often this inner immensity that gives their real meaning to certain expressions concerning the visible world. [For example], we might make a detailed examination of what is meant by the immensity of the forest. For this "immensity" originates in a body of impressions which, in reality, have little connection with geographical information. We do not have to be long in the woods to experience the always rather anxious impression of "going deeper and deeper" into a limitless world.