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You may be a rightist. You may support the current political party. You may not support CJP. But as a citizen, we cannot let Him die. Apart from being deeply invested in current affairs, political activism, education, and science, he's a great researcher. An inventor. A man whom India needs so urgently. A man who's been a recipient of so many awards. A man, whose life inspired the movie that made our childhood. A man of values, who values us more than he does his life. Democracy has failed us when even simple pleas and non violent hunger strikes refuse to grab attention of people who need to intervene the most. When no one heard us, He did. And now, we can't lose him.
As he's fighting for us, let us fight for him, with him.
If this post attacked you, then I consider my job well done.
You may be a rightist. You may support the current political party. You may not support CJP. But as a citizen, we cannot let Him die. Apart from being deeply invested in current affairs, political activism, education, and science, he's a great researcher. An inventor. A man whom India needs so urgently. A man who's been a recipient of so many awards. A man, whose life inspired the movie that made our childhood. A man of values, who values us more than he does his life. Democracy has failed us when even simple pleas and non violent hunger strikes refuse to grab attention of people who need to intervene the most. When no one heard us, He did. And now, we can't lose him.
As he's fighting for us, let us fight for him, with him.
If this post attacked you, then I consider my job well done.
I’m angry.
Not because a man is protesting.
I’m angry because we’ve reached a point where someone believes starving is more powerful than speaking.
That, to me, is a failure.
We celebrate Chandrayaan. We celebrate Digital India. We celebrate becoming a global power.
And we should.
But what is the point of all that progress if people feel unheard?
How do we reach a point where a man believes risking his own life has a better chance of starting a conversation than simply speaking?
That thought should terrify us.
Maybe this isn’t just about Sonam Wangchuk anymore.
Maybe it’s about what we’ve normalized.
We’ve normalized waiting.
Waiting until someone’s health becomes breaking news. Waiting until hashtags start trending. Waiting until a protest turns into a countdown.
Only then do we start paying attention.
You don’t have to agree with every protest or every demand.
But if people repeatedly feel that pain is the only way to be noticed, then we should all be asking uncomfortable questions.
Because a democracy shouldn’t wait until someone’s body starts giving up before it starts listening.
Progress isn’t just about how high our rockets fly.
It’s also about how low a citizen has to fall before someone in power looks up.
can't wait to say "during pride month?" at every minor inconvenience all of next month
The above is a video shared by smrchildsadness on Twitter, showing a person participating in a pride parade exchanging a pride flag with a person standing on his (am using his pronoun based on the TikToks/Tweets of what happened) doorway who had a Portuguese flag. There are sounds of cheers and crying and the two people hug each other as they exchange the flags. The man at the doorway then waved kisses to the crowd within the pride parade.
The Tweet says: "NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HE WAS WAVING THE PORTUGUESE FLAG BECAUSE HE DIDN'T HAVE A PRIDE FLAG AND THEY TRADED FLAGS AND HE'S SO EMOTIONAL TO GET HIS OWN PRIDE FLAG I'M EMOTIONALLY RUINED"
For context, apparently they were worried that maybe he's a nationalist because he was waving the Portuguese flag and some nationalists opposing the pride march were waving that flag. But upon interacting with him, it turns out he didn't have have a pride flag and he wanted to wave *a* flag in support of the pride march. So they had an exchange and now he has his own pride flag 😭🥹.
The image above is a Tweet by kunwara_ladkaa that says "I'm crying so much right now (Image taken by Manuel Fernando Araújo/Lusa)". The image shows the same man from the pride parade crying as he hugs his new pride flag.
The above image is a Tweet by dudz_zZzz that says "ainda não parei de pensar nele," which according to Google translate from Portuguese to English is "I still haven't stopped thinking about him." The image is a drawing of the person from the pride parade, crying as he hugs his new pride flag.
Posts were made on July 1, 2024.
One of the most joyful moments of 2024 during a Pride Parade in Portugal.
This picture is NOT CUTE
they are making her use Window 8. unimaginably cruel
unstoppable force (kimi high on his race wins brave and bold enough to try to pull anything) vs immovable object (george prepared for anything given he was cultivated in a williams)
good morning to horror fans, fat bitches, people with psychosis, they/thems, people who can’t drive, trans women, witches, and single dads. the rest of you... you’re on your own
Just Crowley putting himself between Satan and Aziraphale to protect his angel while he was writing
the tv adaptation of good omens is only anywhere near as special as it actually is because david and michael love the characters they play so dearly (yes, love in present tense), and gave everything they could to their performances (having fun while doing it, might i add). i will always, always be grateful for the fact that they got to play those roles, because nobody else could the way they did. and the show changed their lives just as it changed ours.
we know they’re proud of what they brought to the finale, whether or not they wanted the story to end the way it did. and i can’t imagine how it must have felt for them to shoot that goodbye in the bookshop. they didn’t give up on showing us all the beauty of aziraphale and crowley, and that’s something i truly appreciate about the finale.
they had every reason to half-arse it, detach themselves from it, and they didn’t. for them, but for us too. again, i’m so grateful.
This touch from Crowley, that look from Aziraphale. This shot means everything to me.
They are here, in every universe. Smitten every time.
In love every time.
Together time after time...
we don’t talk enough about how the final years of crowley’s life absolutely sucked. he was sleeping in an alley near aziraphale’s bookshop because he couldn’t bear to leave whickber street, his supply of miracles were switched off, he was depressed and had a drinking and gambling addiction, his beloved car was essentially stolen just so he could protect the bookshop, the love of his life left him and only came back when he needed his help and ADMITTED just as much to him and to make matters even worse, they only got to spend a day together before he was erased from existence entirely. anthony j crowley you deserved better.