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“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”
"The shift from the Afro-Caribbean zombie to the U.S. zombie is clear: in Caribbean folklore, people are scared of becoming zombies, whereas in U.S. narratives people are scared of zombies. This shift is significant because it maps the movement from the zombie as victim (Caribbean) to the zombie as an aggressive and terrifying monster who consumes human flesh (U.S.). In Haitian folklore, for instance, zombies do not physically threaten people; rather, the threat comes from the voduon practice whereby the sorcerer (master) subjugates the individual by robbing the victim of free will, language and cognition. The zombie is enslaved."
— Justin D. Edwards, "Mapping Tropical Gothic in the Americas" in Tropical Gothic in Literature and Culture.
people say folks with adhd struggle with "delayed rewards" aka long term goals and as such we tend to focus more on short term rewards. what they don't talk about is that at when we Do accomplish long term goals we don't actually feel anything proportionate to the amount of work we did to achieve it. In my head I suffered for a while and then money spontaneously appeared in my bank account.
i think for a long time i fell victim to a very particular contemporary urge to consume at an excess. it’s not only a $ pressure it's so encouraged to 'productivize' the objects of our enjoyment ; and to do that publicly. One day your private relationship to music; movies;books became mediated by an app dedicated to quantifying your enjoyment. I’m talking about the tracking apps: letterboxd/storygraph/lastfm/etc. AND the Friend Group apps (airbuds for me) . It’s too normal for people to know what you’re doing & how you feel about it at any point in time. The constant possibility !* spotify wrapped spreading to everything-share your end of year stats from the CVS account you use at the pharmacy! Good book on this called the transparency society byung chul han…the expectation of total transparency in the social space is a type of violence on the individual. i mean...no, it's not a requirement, but if you have friends / online presence you likely have some form of this surveilling going on. It's 's not inherently a bad thing i guess, but in my experience you don't feel the eyes on you until you've pulled the curtain. you are aware, however unconsciously, that someone could be looking at your account. if you think you're immune to this thats your superego lying to you¹
anyway taking my music library offline has been so fun and rewarding and i'm learning to love songs again. i've even been making my own covers for some albums :P
*not gonna be using the word panopticon that is very obviously what i’m talking about. anything to avoid jargon people misuse all the time lmaoo
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To my fellow Americans, the only thing that the rest of the world wants us regular rank and file citizens to do is get this situation dealt with.
They don’t want to hear excuses or want us to explain our ‘complicated, but not really complicated because it’s just your white folks be racist as shit’ political environment. They simply want the suffering to end and we are the only ones within range to do so.
Tomorrow is Ramadan, a month of mercy and blessings… but we have no food to prepare for it.
While families are getting ready for iftar, I am sitting here worried about how I will feed my children. I am a mother trying to stay strong, but tonight my heart feels heavy.
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Please don't ignore my post; donate to me so I can buy food for the holy month of Ramadan.
Will anyone sponsor a meal for my children on the third day of Ramadan? Even one meal would mean the world to us.”
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A birthday that should be filled with joy and lights… yet it passes like the others, in the darkness of my tent.😢
For two years, my little daughter and I have been living without light.
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My birthday wish is not a celebration or a gift.🥹
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I dream of buying a flashlight and a battery something so simple, yet it would change our nights and bring comfort after so much fear.
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Words are no longer enough to capture the tragedy my family and I endure.
My name is Wedad Shadi, I am 15 years old, and I live in Gaza, Palestine.🇵🇸
Our home was completely destroyed, and now we live in a torn, fragile tent. We are a family of 7, and my mother, father, and my little sister Mira were injured when our house was bombed.
My mother and Mira are in urgent need of medical treatment, but we have nothing to pay for their care, not even food to survive.
My mother and my sister were injured during the war. I am terrified of losing them… please, don’t leave me without my mother and sister. They need urgent help to survive.
They desperately need medicine and medical treatment, as shown in the videos. Every moment without help is a struggle for their lives.
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Every day we wake up to the same reality: destroyed homes, no safety, no stability, and needs that keep growing.
People think the pain paused… but for us, it never did.
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Do not trust people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people
His failed attempts to bring the Emmett Till tragedy to television forced him to get creative
The miscarriage of justice proved a galvanizing point in the Civil Rights Movement. Rod Serling, a 30-year-old rising star in a golden age of dramatic television, watched the events play out in the news. He believed firmly in the burgeoning medium’s power for social justice. “The writer’s role is to be a menacer of the public’s conscience,” Serling later said. “He must have a position, a point of view. He must see the arts as a vehicle of social criticism and he must focus the issues of his time.”
Soon after the trial concluded, Serling, riding off the success of his most well-received teleplay to date, felt compelled write a teleplay around the racism that led to Till’s murder. But the censorship that followed by advertisers and networks, fearful of blowback from white, Southern audiences, forced Serling to rethink his approach. His response, ultimately, was “The Twilight Zone,” the iconic anthology series that spoke truth to the era’s social ills and tackled themes of prejudice, bigotry, nuclear fears, war, among so many others.
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