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Hello everyone! Many of you have heard by now that Cuba is running low on fuel and supplies in general because of Trump's energy embargo. You may be wondering how you can help. A group of Rutgers Law Students is doing a study abroad trip to Cuba, and apparently every year they also bring as many donations as they can to help local Cubans. They have a GoFundMe set up to alleviate the cost of travel, and they have an amazon wish list for all the things they're going to bring over. Please reblog for reach!

Amazon Wishlist Description:

"RU Spring 2026 Cuban Legal Studies Donation Drive

***WHILE ANY AND ALL DONATIONS ARE APPRECIATED, MEDICINE IS GIVEN PRIORITY*** Rutgers Law students will be traveling to Cuba during spring break as part of our Cuban Legal Field Studies course. We believe that travel isn't just about seeing sites, but an opportunity to show generosity! With that said, we are collecting donations to bring with us on our trip! Items we are seeking: medicine, prenatal, condoms, pain relief creams, school/office/art supplies, sports equipment such as baseballs, food seasonings, and candy! Items range from $2 to $100+ PLEASE SCROLL TO BOTTOM, ITEMS ARE SPREAD OUT"

Dylan sat in a circle anxiously looking at his friends as they spun the bottle, the kickback was juvenile for college students but it was still fun nonetheless. Dylan rarely got out, and looking at the scene playing out in front of him he knew why. The lack of actual liquor, the complete sausage fest, the terrible music selection all made his head hurt but y/n was here so nothing else mattered.

Y/N, Y/N, Y/N. His favorite cheerleader on the spirit squad, his sadity sorority girl, his dreamgirl. it always felt like a movie the way you glowed, the way you brightened up every room you were in. Every time he saw you all he could think about was you screaming his name as he shot free throws, god knows you had to but anything from you was personal in his head.

"your turn nigga" ace said to him smirking, darting his eyes toward you. He rolled his eyes and spun it. it landed on stephon , Dylan turned his nose up at him as he made a kissy face toward me. "nigga you zesty..." he spun it again and it seemed like it went around for hours before it finally landed on you. He swore his eyes lit up as you grabbed his hand and guided him to one of the empty rooms.

His fingertips felt numb, maybe it was the mix of substances finally getting to him. It had been a while since he sat up. Maybe it was just you, the intoxicating scent of your perfume, your eagerness to take him to the room, the memories of you bent over in your cheer skirt.

Yeah it was you.

You all sat on the bed, it seemed like you all were miles apart. It was a lot more awkward than he intended it to be. “Hey…remember me” Dylan said awkwardly, trying to avoid direct eye contact. “We see each other nearly everyday Dylan cut the bullshit” you said narrowing your eyes at him, his crush on you was no secret. The amount of his teammates dming you, the whispers and giggles they did whenever you were around at practice. It was childishly obvious, but it’s not like you weren’t plotting either.

You just didn’t think you’d have to make the first move.

Dylan surprisingly moved closer to you trying to be less tense. "That is…true " Dylan breathed out looking around, not even believing where he was at “I’m just awkward…you make a nigga nervous..”

"wanna make out?" You blurted out, trying to get straight to the point,

"oh damn— yeah sure"

You snorted as you slid onto his lap grabbing Dylan’s face and smashing your lips onto his. Him releasing a soft moan into your mouth as the heat from your crotch made a wet spot on his sweatpants. You swirled your tongue with his, mewling softly as his warm hands caressed your ass that the skirt you were wearing barely covered.

“You look so good my heart” he mumbled against your neck “always looking so pretty…you know what you be doing”

“You like the way I scream your name when I’m cheering?” You said feeling bold, having a bit too much fun honestly.

“Yeah, I’m tryna hear you scream it in here though” he said with a harsh smack to your ass. Dylan moved his lips on and off your neck marking it up, wanting these 7 minutes to never end—praying they’d leave him alone just for once,

You moaned softly running your hands up and down my chest. "damn" Dylan mumbled in your ear, trying to savor the moment,

“youn think i notice you staring at me Dylan?" You rolled your eyes "like your friends already told me you need that and some more shit." Dylan froze "i—i mean you cool and—well yeah i like you" he admitted

“well good cause i like you too." You cheesed, though you never told anybody you were just as obsessed with Dylan as he was you.

“You a lie, how come I never heard anything in the streets about it”

“Because I keep my shit discreet, you like the whole world in your business” you said snickering planting kisses on his collarbone. “I just had to let the world know I needed you,” he said snickering “shit, I need you now…”

“What you tryna do…”

“I—“

suddenly there was a knock at the door, i could tell it was stephon. "AYE NIGGAS ITS BEEN MORE THAN 7 MINUTES GET OUT"

Last year April 9 was formally designated as Paul Robeson Day in New Jersey.

Women and minorities know the system is broken. Social media is just making it easier to share common experiences.

I'm not endorsing political violence. Just stating why it happens.

When we talk about political violence, we almost always assume that its perpetrators are young men. That makes sense: men are statistically more likely to engage in physical aggression and get arrested for violent crimes at higher rates. At the same time, many are dealing with rising unemployment, declining educational achievement, and growing social disengagement. Given all that, researchers may reasonably assume that young men are driving greater tolerance for political violence.

New data complicate that assumption. A recent survey by the Network Contagion Research Institute at Rutgers found that under certain conditions, women were more likely than men to express support for political violence. The findings were so counter to the prevailing narrative that they surprised even the researchers.

It makes sense, though, when you start to recognize where these women’s impulses come from. The rise of what I call “punitive femininity” is downstream of the toxic political culture online, a culture that is transforming the sex long viewed as more restrained and less prone to violence.

To investigate toleration of political violence, NCRI use data from a survey of 1,055 respondents, weighted to be representative across sex, age, race/ethnicity, and education. The survey asked participants whether they saw any justification for the targeted murder of President Donald Trump and New York City Mayor Zohran Mamdani. It recorded responses on a seven-point scale ranging from zero (“completely unjustified”) to six (“highly justified”).

Among left-of-center respondents, 67 percent expressed at least some justification for the murder of Trump, an 11-point increase over NCRI’s earlier 2025 study. Fifty-four percent of right-of-center respondents expressed some degree of justification for murdering Mamdani.

Strikingly, justification for killing Trump and justification for killing Mamdani were strongly correlated. This implies that support for political murder is not merely partisan but reflects a generalized tolerance for political violence.

The most unexpected result: women were significantly more likely than men to endorse such violence. Female respondents were approximately 21 percent more likely than males to express some justification for murdering Mamdani and nearly 15 percent more likely to justify murdering Trump.

Both differences were statistically significant. These effects persisted even after controlling for age and other variables.

This disparity isn’t obviously the result of biological sex differences or even political polarization. Rather, it reflects the rise of a distinct and disturbing mindset.

The strongest predictors of tolerance for violence in NCRI’s data were heavy social media use and a sense that America is in a state of terminal decline. The supporters of violence in the survey aren’t traditional extremists. Rather, they seem motivated by the despair, nihilism, and moral confusion online.

For whatever reason, women seem uniquely at risk for infection by this mindset. Over the past decade, women—especially younger women—have become more politically and affectively polarized in their political judgments. Political disagreement is increasingly treated as a serious moral offense rather than a simple difference of opinion. When you see the world that way, punishing someone for holding different views becomes a moral good.

I think of this mindset as “punitive femininity.” By punitive femininity, I do not mean to invoke notions of hostility, cruelty, or aggression in the conventional sense. I mean the transformation of moral concern into a license to act punitively. Adoption of this attitude is fueled by a combination of raw anger, emotional manipulation, and an exaggerated sense of moral certainty.

Social media plays a central role in this transformation. Modern platforms reward outrage, absolutism, and performative aggression. They flatten moral complexity, elevating and even glorifying condemnation.

This lens helps make sense of some of the strangest corners of the internet. Consider the online reaction to Luigi Mangione. After his arrest for the murder of UnitedHealthcare CEO Brian Thompson, some treated Mangione not as a killer, but as a celebrity. They even explicitly sexualized him, describing him as attractive, charismatic, and even romantic.

When violence is paired with attraction, it stops being judged on moral terms. Instead of asking whether an action is wrong, people start asking whether it feels meaningful, expressive, or somehow justified.

Women aren’t uniquely prone to this dynamic. But they do disproportionately occupy and get their news from the digital spaces where this kind of aestheticization spreads fastest.

Historically, women have played a stabilizing role in moral and civic life. Across cultures, they score higher on measures of empathy, care, and harm avoidance.

When women become less likely to demonstrate these virtues, it doesn’t mean they’ve suddenly transformed. It means the moral climate itself has deteriorated. Social media is breaking down basic norms of restraint, and that breakdown is showing up in groups once closely associated with moral caution and care.

If we care about social stability and the well-being of the next generation, we need to change course. We must stop rewarding moral outrage—especially when it means support for violence.