Sigh In A Storm

I would like to extend my congratulations to Lauren Southern, who in her video entitled “Why I am not a feminist” has successfully ensured that she will get sex with a heterosexual guy, for life.

Well done, Lauren! You have successfully tapped into the illusion that feminists are man-hating hypocrites who only care about our own advancement, and with your conventional white attractiveness, have positioned yourself as a perfect, blonde not-feminist for all those cis dudes out there who were feeling emasculated by the empowerment of cisgendered women.  

You have put yourself forward as the perfect model of attractive, thin, red lipstick wearing, young not-feministness while literally saying how you want to stand up for (and I paraphrase) men’s rights.

Chilean Presidential elections are next year, but Daniel Jadue - communist mayor of a 160,000 area in Santiago - is tied with a conservative for 1st place right now according to one recent poll. The race hasn’t really shaped up yet and both leads only have 14%, but that’s still pretty amazing.

This Jacobin interview with Jadue from last year on what a a communist model of local reform looks like is a great read. His stated goal is “to form an open-door state, wherein all that matters are its citizens. The state, quite simply, is its citizens. We are nothing more than humble employees of the citizenry, those who truly constitute the state. Therefore, whenever our citizens come to us with a problem, we do everything in our power to solve it.”

He’s opening Chile’s first public housing; turned local schools into community centers after the end of the school day and plans to teach free university classes out of them; opened a nonprofit public pharmacy in response to a severe lack of healthcare providers (a model now even copied by many conservative areas of Chile); started public programs for vision and dental health; and opened a low-cost public bookstore. 

examples:

Caricature of Teófilo Braga, first president of Portugal

The Gathering

Oil on Canvas,

60x50cm,

https://www.schaap-art.nl/product/the-gathering/

Long before the first stars learned their names, the Great Watcher settled upon the Hollow Hill. It neither spoke nor moved, yet every creature of the forgotten realm believed its silent gaze carried the memory of the world.

Each season, when the pale moss began to glow and the tiny mushrooms beneath the hill appeared, the young ones would make the pilgrimage. They climbed together, carrying no gifts but their curiosity, for the Great Watcher asked for nothing except their presence.

The elders believed that those who stood before its countless eyes would return changed. Some found courage, others discovered kindness, and a rare few heard whispers of places that did not yet exist.

No one knew whether the Great Watcher was a god, a guardian, or the last dream of a vanished age.

They simply gathered...

jew (prob chabad jew): hello goy friend welcome to my home

goy: wow what a lovely home *picks up a photo* wow is this your grandpa or some family member

the photo:

but no... Magneto got popular, so he had to be cleaned. and how better to purify him than to erase his Judaism?