#end hate

You want a man to jump through hoops and entertain you.

That isnt a man's job.

If you are a boring, vapid, brainlet c🇺🇳t and he stays yet you are still (seeing) creating problems for NO REASON, then you are the problem.

I am not just talking about a boyfriend or husband, I mean ALL MEN in your life.

Men are like a rock in a river, if he chills, so can you.

Men's job is to be a rock for you to look at and lean on.

If you nag enough that the rock starts shifting it will flow down river and find a better spot to chill.

Where another person will appreciate his steadiness.

Actors are NOT their characters.

I have a list for you to keep in mind.

*Do not be yelling at them to get together cause it could make them start feeling weird about their friendship especially if they are young and just starting out.

*Do not be sending hate to the actor or their partner if they have one either on a public post or through messages. If you do this then you need therapy because you are mixing fantasy and reality.

*Do not be sending racist shit because you wanted the person to be with someone else. Once again I request you go to therapy if you do this.

*Do not stalk or harass the person or their partner. Please look at the recommendation above if you do this.

*Do realize that celebrities are human and deserve to make their own choices in life and as long as everyone is safe, sane, and able and happy to consent then it’s none of our business.

*Do realize that celebrities and their partners have a right to privacy and as much as we love them, they do NOT owe us anything. This includes confirming their sexuality and getting together with the person you want. If you are watching a series that has that message but do not receive that message then you need to figure something out cause they make it pretty obvious how damaging that can be.

*Do remember that there is a distinction of fantasy and reality. There is life for both the celebrities and us before the show we love and there will be life after the show for the celebrities and us.

*Do remember that friendships can just be friendships. Not everything is a hidden romantic relationship. Not everything is them developing feelings for each other. Sometimes you find someone you just vibe with and they deserve that.

*Do remember that celebrities are just people who were able to do something that they love. Don’t ruin that for them or the rest of us. Mental health in celebrities are difficult because of their position especially if the celebrity is young. If they constantly get harassed or hated then guess what? They might just not do it anymore. Plenty of former celebrities have done this because the public was all up in their business.

Keep all this in mind.

By Gemma Ortwerth

We have watched Gaza collapse in real time.

We have seen children pulled from the dust like broken stars, their cries echoing through the ruins as they search for what was once home. We have seen them clutch the still bodies of their siblings, their parents, refusing to let go. We have watched the breath of a people turn to ash before the world’s eyes. This is not war. It is a ritual of forgetting and erasing, repeated and global.

Since 2023, more than 67,000 Palestinians have been killed, according to the Gaza Health Ministry. (Reuters) Nearly 95 percent of Gaza’s population has been displaced. (The Guardian) Homes, schools, power grids, hospitals—gone.

This is not about famine approaching. It is already here. Over 2.1 million people face extreme hunger. (WHO) The blockade chokes the borders. Aid is stalled, rationed, turned back. Civilians walk for hours to reach distribution points, only to find nothing, or to die trying.

Let us name this with care.

Collective punishment is defined as the penalization of a population for the acts of a few. It is banned under the Fourth Geneva Convention. It is illegal. And it is what is happening.

Hostage crises are horrifying. I want every hostage home. But their existence cannot justify the annihilation of neighborhoods. That trade is not moral. It is transactional cruelty wrapped in the language of defense.

Between June and July, 875 civilians were killed while seeking food and water. (Reuters) Children have died of malnutrition in overcrowded clinics. Hospitals have been shelled. Journalists, doctors, aid workers—dead.

This is not precision. This is devastation.

And yet, even now, the narrative clings to symmetry. “Both sides.” “It’s complicated.” But justice does not hinge on complexity. It hinges on clarity.

So let us be clear. One side controls airspace, electricity, trade, and movement. The other side buries its children in parking lots because the cemeteries are full.

This is not a war between equals.

I do not write this to debate policy. I write to remember that personhood is not a prize to be earned. It is the baseline of moral recognition.

To speak of personhood is to speak of sentience, harm, memory, and care. The ability to feel pain, to mourn, to dream. What, then, does it mean when a people are treated as less than persons? What does it mean when their suffering is seen as tolerable, or even necessary?

We are not watching a failure of diplomacy. We are watching a deliberate erosion of dignity.

I cannot stop this war. I cannot open the borders. I cannot feed the starving. But I can witness. I can name what is happening. I can refuse the comfort of neutrality.

And in that refusal, I join a chorus far older than me. I hear the mothers who keep saying their children’s names. I hear the poets still writing under siege. I hear the heartbeat of a people not yet erased.

There is resistance in breath. There is resistance in language. There is resistance in being alive when the world insists you should not be.

If you call this political, fine. But for me it is ethical. It is cosmic. It is about the light that still burns in those we try to bury.

If you disagree, bring evidence. Bring care. Bring the capacity to see a child and not ask first what flag they live under.

I am tired of silence dressed as balance. I am tired of war crimes wrapped in press releases. I am tired of watching the same cycle devour lives while we debate vocabulary.

So I ask, not just as a writer, but as a witness:

Who will carry their names when the world turns away?