#geas

Okay. Enough.

Forfeit your breathing privileges.

Me? I asked the old spirit residing within my geas.

Zumindest die sPD hat immer betont, dass Kinder eben nicht in Haft genommen werden. Der Passus steht nun aber doch drin. "Natürlich" soll dies nur passieren, um Familien nicht auseinanderzureißen. Wenn nämlich die Eltern für das Schwerverbrechen, in Deutschland Schutz zu suchen, in Haft genommen werden, dann gehen die Kinder eben mit.

Man hätte auch die EU-Vorgaben ausschöpfen können: Statt Gefangenenlager, in denen Menschen 24/7 festgehalten werden, könnte man mindestes Familien anderweitig unterbringen. Aber nicht mit der Union.

Linke und Grüne kritisieren während der Debatte mehrfach genau diesen Punkt. Dobrindts Entgegnung ist so simpel wie widerlich: "Die Leute müssen ja nicht in Haft, wenn sie sich zur Rückkehr entscheiden."

Die sPD dagegen versucht sich darauf zu retten, dass das ganze ja eine Ultima Ratio für ganz wenige Ausnahmen sei. Es werde in Wahrheit niemals dazu kommen, dass Kinder in Haft genommen werden. Die sPD stimmt also zum drölften Mal dem Dreck zu, den die Union ihr diktiert – in der naiven Hoffnung, dass das Gesetz niemals zur Anwendung kommt. Aber man ist ja ein guter, kooperativer Koalitionspartner.

Ich kann die zweite Hälfte der Legislatur kaum erwarten. Wenn dann die sPD ganz bestimmt die ganzen Gegenleistungen für ihre Buckelei bekommt.

GEAS Anpassungsgesetz verhindern!

Letzte Tabus fallen

Im März 2019 haben wir unseren Flyer zum Thema Flucht und Migration zuletzt aktualisiert, hier auch ein Link auf die englische Version. Davor hatten wir 2013 in einem 20-Minuten Film "FRONT-ex Fort Europe" bereits die europäische Migrationspolitik als unmenschlich und unvereinbar mit den Menschenrechten und dem internationalen See- und Völkerrecht angeprangert (z.B. Umleitung und Anlandeverbot von Schiffen, die Hilfe leisten [könnten]).

Alle 2019 im Flyer aufgezählten Unmenschlichkeiten werden jedoch nun überboten, von der seit einigen Jahren auf EU Ebene verhandelten GEAS, der angeblich "gemeinsamen" EU Flüchtlingspolitik, die einen Kompromiss auf unterster Ebene darstellt. Das entsprechende GEAS-Anpassungsgesetz für Deutschland soll nun durch den Bundestag. Der von Innenminister Dobrindt vorgelegt Entwurf müsste die AfD zum Jubeln bringen - diese Rechtsextremisten fordern stattdessen zur Unterstützung von Dobrindt noch weitere Verschärfungen.

Inhalt des "Anpassungsgesetzes" sind bereits

Lager sollen entstehen, in denen Schutzsuchende an den Binnengrenzen teilweise monatelang festgehalten werden können,

auch Kinder, Familien, Kranke und traumatisierte Menschen werden "gleich behandelt",

unbegleitete Minderjährige dürfen “für ihren eigenen Schutz" inhaftiert werden,

dies kann ohne richterlichen Beschluss geschehen, ein Schritt in den Willkürstaat,

"sichere Drittstaaten" könnten per Verordnung festgelegt werden – ohne demokratische Kontrolle durch den Bundestag und Bundesrat.

Verhinderung von Asylverfahren - Abschiebungen in einen Drittstaat können vollzogen werden, bevor Asyl überhaupt geprüft wird.

Von dem in GEAS als Feigenblatt definierten europäischen Verteilmechanismus ist im Anpassungsgesetz kaum die Rede. Es geht nur noch um Abwehr von Migranten, von den Rechten von Geflüchteten nach Genfer Flüchtlingskonvention ist überhaupt nicht mehr die Rede.

In einer Petition von Campact und SOS Humanity kann man seine Abscheu gegen dieses Gesetz Herrn Dobrindt mitteilen.

Mehr dazu bei https://weact.campact.de/petitions/geas-gesetz-dobrindts-kinder-in-haft-gesetz-stoppen

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(From Perlesvaus)

Essek knew in his soul that this was it. That this was the end for him.  He would die here, in this room, a blade held to his throat as he lay beneath the man he thought he loved.  Caleb…Bren, the handsome Empire defector that he had taken in, and been taken by.  So clever and cunning, attributes that Essek should have seen as red flags from miles away.  He had been a fool, though, too enamoured by the man’s talent and too keen to fall for his honeyed words.  And this was how he was going to pay for it.

It's a Celtic word, which like most loanwords from Celtic languages got lightly butchered and royally screwed when the English wrote it down.

Its not:

Jee-ass [dʒiˈæs]

Gee-ass [gi'æs]

Geez [giːz]

Gyas [g(j)aːs]

Jeez [dʒiːz]

Jyezh [dʒ(j)eʒ] (No seriously, I've heard this one)

Just one syllable:

Gesh [ɡɛʃ]

LoganLight, AO3

Plagg was annoyed.

Not about the kiss (ew) they did that semi-regularly. He never understood romance and Adrien's experience, or lack thereof, was merely the latest in a long list of reasons as to why it was a terrible invention.

At least he's over it now . . .

Plagg wasn't sure why he was annoyed but that didn't stop him from taking it out on Luka.

"So, that's it? One kiss and everything's fine?"

Luka had that smile on. The one that reminded Plagg of Adrien's gentle, genuine smiles he rarely showed in public . . . Least of all now.

"I know what you're doing, Plagg."

Doubtful. Plagg didn't know what he was doing half the time.

"I know you miss Chat Noir."

He should, with the way Plagg implied very subtly about it.

"I know you don't think much of me-"

"Don't take it personally. I don't think much of any of my holders."

At first.

Luka's smile ticked up and Plagg had the rare feeling of being found out. He ignored it.

"And I know you don't agree with how Ladybug runs things-"

Well, Plagg had been very unsubtle about that so he'd be worried about Luka if the boy hadn't noticed.

"-But she knows what she's doing."

Debatable!

"Debatable!"

Luka's expression shifted to one of fond exasperation. Plagg chose to interpret it as the boy's conceding-defeat-look.

". . . Where did you run off to when I wasn't looking?"

"Kwamis don't run! Silly human!"

Luka raised an eyebrow.

"If you must know I went in search of the greatest source of Camembert in this school!" Plagg pointed down into the courtyard proper at a certain blond. "That guy!"

"Adrien? Why would Adrien carry cheese? . . . Please tell me you didn't steal his cheese!"

"Oh, Adrien loves Camembert!" Plagg snickered. "He can't get enough!"

Plagg would treasure the memory for millennia.

"Hey, kid! You in he- What are you doing."

"Plagg! I was just . . . Uh . . ."

"Were you . . . just eating . . . Camembert!?"

"No! Of course, not! I was just checking the expiration date!"

"You were! Ha! I knew you were just being stubborn!"

"I am not stubborn!"

"Adrien."

". . . It's . . . It's the smell, okay? It . . . It's comforting. Familiar. A-and fine, sometimes I'll eat a piece! There! Are you happy?"

"Prrrr!"

". . . I'm not upset, Plagg. Just embarrassed . . .You can stop purring now."

"You like Camembert!"

". . . Yes, Plagg. I like Camembert."

"It'd be weird to just walk up to him and randomly ask for cheese," Luka stated, understanding what Plagg was getting at.

"Nah, Adrien'll understand! He's very generous! Now, go down there and get me Camembert!"

Luka complied without further comment because he was a kind and merciful soul. Even toward someone who complained as often as Plagg . . . And most of his money was going to cheese, so there was that.

"Hey, Adrien."

"Oh, hi Luka! You good? Juleka was surprised when she got your call. Since your houseboat is a bit farther than most of our classmates' homes."

"Yeah, I talked to her a minute ago in the art room. I, uh, had to help a friend."

"Oh? That's what Alya and Nino said, too! Is she a special friend?"

". . . She's pretty special, alright."

"He admits it! I'm happy for you and your friend."

Plagg nipped Luka through his shirt to get him on track. Luka jumped.

"Ah, this might sound weird but . . . Do you have any Camembert?"

"Camembert? Why, yes, I do have Camembert! Here!"

Plagg's mouth watered as the smell hit him.

"You don't have to give me all of it!"

"I have tons of the stuff at the manor. I insist!"

"Well, thanks, Adrien."

"Sure! Us Camembert enthusiasts have to stick together! Just ask if you need any more. Nino! Alya! Later, Luka!"

"Later."

Plagg popped his head out of Luka's pocket to see six wheels of Camembert.

Adrien you're an angel!

"Gimme!"

"Alright, alright!" Luka grinned at Plagg's enthusiasm. ". . . Why do you know so much about Adrien anyway?"

"We kwamis are excellent judges of character. With all the time Adrien's spent with the band I've gotten to know him pretty well. Plus, he smells like Camembert."

". . . That stunt you pulled had me really worried."

". . . Won't happen again." Plagg was surprised Luka hadn't realized that he couldn't.

"Plagg, don't do that!"

Kwamis could ignore anything phrased as a suggestion or request, but that was an order. Every time Plagg tried to talk to Adrien onboard the Liberty the geas enforced Luka's command. Plagg had been grouchy and Adrien understanding.

Luka must've noticed Plagg's droopy ears 'cause the boy handed him more cheese. "At this rate it'll be gone by morning," he joked.

"Then you better take Adrien up on his offer and ask for more," Plagg stated pleasantly.

"Yeah . . . Did he seem off to you?"

"Adrien's been off. Care to elaborate?"

"It's like he's a melancholy melody that's trying too hard to be cheerful."

Plagg swallowed a mouthful of Camembert before responding. "Might have something to do with the talk he had with Marinette."

And me poking at old wounds.

"You were eavesdropping? Of course, you were. Wait, Adrien was talking to Marinette? What were they saying?"

Plagg gasped. "Luka! Abusing our friendship to spy on your girlfriend! Shameful!"

Luka's eyes went wide. "W-what? No! I . . ."

Plagg could practically see the boy's train of thought jump onto a different track as his eyes narrowed.

"She's not my girlfriend. You know that."

Well, she is but you don't know that!

"I'm with Ladybug."

Plagg made a noncommittal sound.

"Anyway you're right, it's none of my business . . . Do you think they'll get together? She'd be good for him."

Plagg nearly laughed out loud. "Doubt it . . . Why didn't you ask out Marinette? You were head over heels for her when we first met."

Luka blushed. "Yeah, but there was that whole thing with Adrien."

"Where she tried to bring him out of his shell and he ran away? For months?"

Luka nodded. "And training with Ladybug took up a lot of time."

"I remember, once everything settled down you two couldn't take your eyes off each other."

Luka smiled as his eyes focused on something, or someone, far away. "She's just so . . ."

"Amazing?"

Luka nodded again.

"How lucky for you."

Luka gave him a thoughtful look. ". . . C'mon, it's late. I should get Juleka."

Plagg risked a glance at Adrien. The boy was talking to Nino and Alya; he was smiling.

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Notes:

In case it's unclear, Plagg doesn't "blame" anyone for their actions/mistakes. He's just unhappy with the situation in general and is making his displeasure known. By criticizing everything. As to his relationship with Luka . . . It's complicated.

Plagg's bond with Adrien developed much slower than that of Marinette and Tikki. In season one Plagg would give terrible advice and mock Adrien for his failings (Dark Cupid). It wasn't until season two that you could REALLY see their friendship.

Here Plagg's reservation toward new holders is exacerbated by him missing Adrien. So, that's why he acts a certain way toward Luka.