i know we’re all laughing at grimes writing pragraphs about how much she loves hentai bc that is on its own hilarious, but turns out theres another side to this shit thats… legitimately despicable.
grimes is consuming loli porn (porn of prepubescent girls).
the tweet/thread thats from is here:
https://twitter.com/Grimezsz/status/1061029498630488064
the artist she mentions, deadflow, draws and posts loli porn regularly. this is actually one of his tamer pieces. some idiots could try and argue the girl in this is actually an adult (which.. she is very clearly not), but you definitely cannot argue that for most of deadflow’s hentai. it is… the most disgusting thing in the world.
grimes was already cancelled for other shit but the woman is literally revealing herself to be a pedophile.
The tracks that hold New York together also trace out the political victory of its rulers. What would it look like to reclaim the subway?
One evening in November, I left my job at Hunter College and descended to the platform at Sixty-Eighth Street, home to the number 6 train, which shambles down one of New York’s most notoriously crowded and poor-performing subway lines. For a hundred years, the Lexington Avenue line, colored a sort of forest green on the Metropolitan Transit Authority’s familiar maps, has been the only subway serving Manhattan’s densely-packed east side. With the demolition of the Second and Third Avenue elevated lines in 1942 and 1955, it became the only train, period, serving that half of the island. The els were demolished with the expectation that the city would relieve the resulting congestion by constructing a Second Avenue Subway—a project first proposed in 1919, before anyone I know was alive. Work started on the Second Avenue Subway in 1972, in the waning days of New York’s unique brand of municipal social democracy. Three years later, the city’s legendary fiscal crisis erupted, and construction was halted as the city scrambled merely to keep the existing system from collapsing.
Thirty-two years and a political-economic revolution later, construction resumed on the half-dug tunnels, and in 2017, with meticulously choreographed fanfare, New York Governor Andrew Cuomo cut the ribbon on the Second Avenue Subway, ninety-nine years after the first plans were drafted. Like all public projects in these shriveled times, though, the Second Avenue Subway bore the marks of the austerity regime under which it was conceived. Comprising just three stations, the line serves a twenty-four block stretch of the Upper East Side, one of the city’s more comfortable sections. Its major effect so far has been to jump-start real estate development, the sine qua non of all New York City politics, pushing up rents and lining the pockets of the big developers who fund the governor’s political campaigns. I used to think things like subways were built because there was a social “need” for them. That was before I learned what capitalism is and how it works.
Underneath the engaged, omniscient, and tirelessly encouraging façade I present to the students I love and admire lies a significant wellspring of anxiety and anger. The City University of New York pays its so-called “adjunct” lecturers, who teach over half of all courses, salaries so low that there have been times where I could not afford basic necessities such as a subway pass, a commodity whose price has risen 33 percent since I moved to New York City in 2009. I am not alone. Outside the gates at every station, groups of supplicants stand attentively, seeking eye contact with exiting passengers. A fleeting connection secured, they gesture furtively with their hands and mouth the word “swipe?” hoping to win the generosity of a stranger and get wherever they need to go. Others jump the turnstiles when they feel no one is looking, often into the arms of police who lurk behind walls and around corners. Risk is a way of life for the poor in this most expensive of cities.
All of this weighs on my mind as I descend to the platform. Like other low-income New Yorkers, at the end of this journey I will trade one scene of exploitation for another, settling in for another meal of legumes in the crumbling Brooklyn apartment whose owners demand 60 percent of my income and resort to every subterfuge to sneak new rent increases past the state. In between is the nightly gauntlet that is the New York City subway. Every evening, one hopes against hope that the ride might resemble its ideal—a quick zip through the tunnels, stops at the expected stations, seats for all as we read, listen, and stare our way home, blissfully unaware of the complex, interwoven nest of effort that makes it all possible. Our intellects, however, having catalogued with cruel precision the subway’s deterioration over the past several years, tell us to prepare for something else.
The platform, sparse when I entered, begins to bulge with people as trains fail to arrive at their scheduled times. Collective anxiety mounts. Finally, a light from the tunnel bounces across the rusted girders. But the train fails to slow, and a bleat of the horn signals that this one, already late and too packed to let anyone on, is skipping Sixty-Eighth Street tonight. The system has landed its first blow. Before long, another train arrives, groaning into the station like a wounded animal. My shoulders relax a bit.
Fifteen minutes later, we have reached the City Hall stop. Transferring trains in New York generally threatens fresh catastrophe. The second I step from the train, I see my luck has run out. The deck is stuffed, buzzing with a malign energy, the sum of a thousand individual panics trapped and amplified on this decomposing hulk of subterranean concrete. The platform is a scene of disorder. No one faces the tracks, as they would if they expected a train to arrive. Older women and parents with children jockey for seats on the wooden benches, few in number and uncomfortable by design as part of the city’s longstanding commitment to punish and frustrate the homeless. The “countdown clocks,” electronic signs meant to tell you the wait time for your train, mock themselves with constantly shifting, crazy-quilt predictions before crashing at last into digital gibberish. A train is coming in seven minutes—no, four—no, nineteen—no, twenty-eight. Finally, the white flag goes up, and the signs retreat to the bare word “Delay.”
Mobs attacked 7,500 Jewish-owned stores and businesses and killed 96 people.
“Our synagogue is burning!”
Rabbi Manfred Swarsensky dropped the phone and ran to his place of worship. It was 2 a.m., but the sky was already bright. As he approached the Synagogue Prinzregentenstrasse in Berlin, pushing his hat down so he wouldn’t be recognized, Swarsensky saw flames engulfing the building. German soldiers were inside, stoking the flames with gasoline. Nearby, firefighters stood idly by, making sure the flames didn’t extend to other buildings.
Kristallnacht was a night Swarsensky—and any Jewish person who lived through the wave of pogroms that unfolded between November 9 and 10, 1938—would never forget.
During Kristallnacht, also known as the “night of broken glass,” anti-Semitic rioters terrorized Jews throughout Germany and its territories. They vandalized homes and businesses, attacked and harassed Jewish people, and destroyed their places of worship. Kristallnacht offered a terrifying vision of what was to come: the annihilation of six million European Jews.
Anti-Jewish rhetoric had become common in Germany by 1938. For years, the Nazi Party had passed anti-Jewish laws that restricted Jewish life, from curtailing the number of Jewish students at universities to forcing Jews to carry ID cards and forbidding Jewish people from owning most businesses.
Then, on November 7, 1938, the floodgates opened when Herschel Grynszpan, a Polish Jew, shot Ernst vom Rath, a German diplomat in Paris. The Nazi Party used vom Rath’s death two days later as an excuse to fan the flames of anti-Semitism. Propaganda minister Joseph Goebbels delivered a speech that blamed the attack on Jews and suggested the government would do nothing to prevent reprisals against German Jews.
Suddenly, violence against Jews broke out all over Germany and its territories. Mobs attacked an estimated 7,500 Jewish-owned stores and businesses, breaking windows and looting. They broke into synagogues, vandalizing their interiors, smashing everything they could find, and burning more than 1,000 places of worship.
The mobs attacked Jewish people, beating them and humiliating them in the streets and killing at least 96 people. And they rounded up an estimated 30,000 Jewish men, arresting them and sending most to concentration camps. Though the attacks seemed random, most were carried out by Nazi Party adherents who had been given instructions to riot as police looked the other way.
The damage was devastating, but it was only the beginning. “First they burned down the synagogue,” recalled Dennis Urstein, who experienced Kristallnacht in Vienna when he was 14 years old. “Then people were put on the street, cleaning the streets and being spit upon and hit upon and [called racial slurs]…I just couldn’t understand it. I couldn’t understand why it was done.”
In the aftermath, the German government blamed the Jews for the attacks against them, levied a massive fine on German Jews, and forced them to hand over insurance payouts they received for the damage. A series of strict anti-Jewish laws followed. Though Kristallnacht took place three years before Adolf Hitler began to implement his “final solution”—the murder of all of Europe’s Jews—the violent rampage marked the beginning of the Holocaust.
Daily reminder that “Missing Person” posts are a common and often effective method that abusers use to find their victims that have run away from them. Also used to find people in the witness protection program.
If you see a “missing person” post with a number that is not just 911 on it, be very wary. And if you do see someone who is supposedly missing, call the police, NOT the number provided on the post. I trust the police as little as anyone but they’ll at least be able to tell you if that person is actually missing and it has less of a chance of giving information to a possible abuser.
The fact that you can’t raise taxes on billionaires even slightly without them pouring money into fascist political movements is, of itself, evidence that billionaires as a class shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.
I wish i could find this one article written in I believe the 90’s that went under the radar on abortion. The author said that the “life” arguments are basically useless on either side and what actually matters is that humans shouldn’t have a right to use other human bodies as a resource without consent no matter how alive or sentient they are, even if they’re on the brink of death you have the right to deny them access to you. It probably was too radical for pro-choice activists back in those days but like…that’s the most robust arguement lol so we need 2 being that back and dead the pontifications and splitting hairs about “life” in my honest onion
If you’re on the fence about abortion, read this. Even if you’re a dedicated pro-choicer, read this. It is what made me unapologetically pro-choice, honestly.
-V
It’s almost as if the vast majority of work today serves the needs of capital instead of our own and is geared towards producing profit instead of anything useful
if u have a family member who died in the Vietnam war, they didn’t die for ur freedom or anyone else’s, they fought to reclaim a colony in the name of the US
I cannot believe how many people are saying, “Trump can’t overturn the 14th Amendment by executive order! It’s against the rules!” Don’t you fucking get it yet? This is the dawn of fascism and the rules don’t fucking matter anymore. The rules haven’t mattered since the election! He’s going to continue to grab power, and he’s going to get away with it.
Even if it doesn’t happen, he’s encouraging white Americans to view everyone else as a ‘foreigner’ who doesn’t belong here, and thereby condoning even more violence against them.. That the news comes so soon after the Tree of Life shooting is just confirmation – within two years of coming to power, Hitler put out the Nuremberg Laws which ultimately led to stripping Jews of German citizenship.
no offens but people being overworked to death in industries like animation and making video games is a huge issue… like holy shit i’d prefer my favorite anime being delayed or a video game’s release being a bit late if it means people don’t suffer under intense conditions and stress
A reminder, the president did not merely call himself a nationalist. He posited himself a nationalist as opposed to a globalist, which is a well worn antisemitic canard. In context, nationalism here is not a love for country, it is a statement of white ethnonationalism.
