this too shall pass but the fuck was that for
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this too shall pass but the fuck was that for
"Friends outside of Minnesota please read. I'm sharing a post written by a personal friend and medical doctor: Friends outside MN, you need to know what is happening here. Everyone knows that ICE shot and killed a woman here on Wednesday. But that’s not the only thing that’s going on:
ICE agents are cruising areas with immigrant-owned businesses, and kidnapping patrons and employees alike. Yesterday they abducted two US citizen employees at a suburban Target, one who was begging them to allow him to go get his passport to show them.
ICE is going door to door in immigrant-heavy neighborhoods, asking residents where their immigrant neighbors live. Read that again. If it sounds like something out of your high school history textbook, that’s because it is.
ICE is targeting schools and school buses. They pepper sprayed teenagers and abducted two school staff members at the high school up the street from me on Wednesday. Police are literally escorting school buses to ensure children can get to school and home safely. The Minneapolis Public Schools have moved to virtual learning for the next 4 weeks because it’s unsafe for children or teachers to physically come to school.
They are targeting hospitals and clinics. Patients are scared and are cancelling their appointments or just not showing up. Kids are missing their checkups and vaccines, folks aren’t getting their cancer care, etc.
They are smashing windows in cars and homes.
ICE is increasingly picking up Native Americans—again, targeting folks based on skin color alone.
They are arresting and beating legal observers. A friend of a friend had her arm broken yesterday. Folks are showing up at local hospitals, brought in in ICE custody, with severe injuries that are absolutely inconsistent with mechanism of injury reported by ICE. (Think: patient appears to have been beaten unconscious, while ICE agent says he slipped and fell.) I can’t emphasize enough that these ICE agents do not have warrants. There are 2,000+ agents here and they are simply hunting for anyone that’s not white. It doesn’t matter if you’re a citizen or a green card holder, they will kidnap you first and ask questions later. But the community is fighting back.
Protests are happening every day.
Community groups have been leading know-your-rights sessions for months, often to packed venues.
Whistles are being distributed by the thousands, carried on keychains and worn on coat zippers, always at the ready to be blown in warning if ICE is spotted.
Drivers are following ICE vehicles, blaring their horns in warning.
Businesses are locking their doors even while open to keep employees and customers safe. As I type this, I’m standing guard at the locked door of our neighborhood burrito joint while I wait for my takeout order, so the employees can focus on their jobs. The place is packed with neighbors supporting this small business.
Anti-ICE signs are posted everywhere. The community is making it crystal clear that ICE is not welcome here.
Parents and neighbors are standing guard outside schools, organizing carpools, and escorting kids to and from school on foot.
Parents of kids in Spanish-immersion daycare (there are a LOT of these daycares here!) are keeping their kids home so the teachers don’t have to take the risk of coming to work.
Churches and community groups are holding fundraisers to buy and deliver groceries to families who don’t feel safe leaving home.
Mutual aid money is going out to folks who can’t make rent because they can’t work or because a breadwinner was abducted, or who need a warm place to stay after their home’s windows were smashed. THAT is what is happening here. This fight is ongoing and it’s horrifying to watch. But we are not backing down. To my friends in other cities and states, don’t think for a minute that this won’t happen in your town. It will. Be ready. Learn from us, as we have learned from Portland and Chicago and New York. Fight back. Don’t let us get to the last line of Martin Niemoller’s poem.” -Grant Boulanger
this is their peak dynamic trust me
“steph is so ethereal beautiful darling this issue” okay yes true real but THATS HOW CASS SEES HER??? THIS IS HOW CASSANDRA CAIN SEES HER BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD WHATEVER I DONT EVEN CAREEEEEE😭😭😭
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to be mourned is to be loved is the platitude and religious words whispered between heroes. It is the prayer young heroes make as they jump off their first building or into their first fight wondering what would happen if they were to fail. Would their name be etched into the history of heroes? They murmur as alien worlds crumble under their fingers. They reassure at funerals, grief is love with nowhere left to go. Mourn, my friend so they know you love them, your love will follow them into the next. It is the words of those returned "You mourned me?" and devastated "I loved you". It is the movement of desperate civilians who cannot fight but they can love and mourn when those heroes fall. They are said at makeshift gatherings, at rallies and protests, in congress, at services, to graves and statues. It is told to desperate teens who lose mentors and heroes and friends and parents and those they didn't even know they could lose. It is told to the next generation as a life line so this crashing tidal wave grief doesn't turn them into the next grave to mourn. It is the last thought of a dying hero who recites the words they all so often say, reassured those they loved will mourn and grieve and love and live even as they rejoin those who came before them. to be mourned is to be loved.
cassandra cain. smiles. yay.
imagine you're barbara gordon, your 24-25ish you've been paralyzed from the waist down because men fucking suck. You've established yourself as one of, if not, the most powerful information brokers in the world and here comes this teenage girl. she can't talk, she's fucking deadly, she learns new weapons in minutes and suddenly your in charge of her. You're arguing with batman not even for fun but because you've seen how his teaching ends (re: your boyfriend/ex/best friend/dick) but he has a point, this girl needs a mission, she needs something that you can't give. You don't know this girl but you want to. You're batgirl - or you were. She is batgirl now, your oracle now and your okay with that you are. but sometimes you miss the sky and now your a mentor/sister/mother and your not quite sure what to do.
I think my favorite dynamic in batgirl 2000 is early Bruce & Cass, he's the only one she doesn't have to hold back against, their kindered spirits, Bruce is trying to stop her from making his mistakes, he's actively instilling his same harmful mindset, that's Cass and her not-quite father who still manages to fuck up, she's walking in on him and Barbara arguing about her well being, he wants her to succeed, he's actively telling her she failed when she did more then what should be possible and she can't understand a word he's saying and doesn't give a fuck about his opinions. Neither of them know how dear the other will become to them, not really. He's over estimating her, he's underestimating her. She's saving him and hes there watching her, he's in denial she likely killed a man as a child. Their just two blobs on a page, doing their best and still managing to crashout
Cassie & Tim who defied expectations and didn't struggle for power and instead found balance in leadership. Cassie who looked Robin and decided that was the kind of hero she wanted to be. Someone who doesn't sit around and worries and prepares. Tim who thinks Cassie is the best thing since sliced bread, who goes to her to temper his wild theories. Who he knows he can share the burden of leadership with, who he can share anything with.
This is such an interesting pannel to me because Cassie is projecting on Tim hardcore right now. Because Tim is having a heart to heart with his dad at about that time. Jack doesn't even know who tim is and yet tim seeks him out for advice. And tim drake never doubting himself? Never worrying? that's like his favorite hobby, the man is endlessly paranoid.
It seems like Cassie is picking out the traits that she wants for herself and is projecting them onto her ideal hero. Or at least one she thinks she can compare to, this is still pretty early in Cassie's where she has a hard time believing she could live up to Diana's and Donna's legacies. So she picked Tim who is the ideal sidekick (or at least seems like it) and someone she admires but still can reliably compare herself to (because she knows he's a little freak.).
She's using this idealized version of Robin to explain to her mother that's who she wants be. She wants to be more independent and worry less and really show that's she starting to grow into herself. And it comes across here so well as she was literally seeing what she would look like as a grownup (this is from sins of youth) and really stepping in to wear Donna's costume for one of the first times with confidence.
Just a friendly reminder that Tim Drake after being aged up in Sins of Youth sought out Jack to spend time with him. He got to have what was probably his first drink with his father and talk about Jack's expectations from young hero's, what Jack expected of him. This was the only way Jack Drake would ever see his son grown up and he wouldn't even know who he was. This was the only time that Tim got experience his father seeing him as an equal. Jack fully admitted he thought tim was the greatest kid ever to this 'stranger' but wouldn't ever get the chance to fully fix his relationship with his son. forever stuck in the cycle of not enough and to much back to not enough. Jack Drake would never know he got to see his son all grown up even if it was just for a few moments.
When with YJ tim takes painful measures to make sure he never point out anything that could even be remotely obvious. Because every time he does a teammate will look at him and go 'ah yes you truly have been trained by the worlds greatest detective!' and the entire team finds it hilarious every. single. time. Somehow they even managed to get red tornado in on it
Kon studying something in university that he doesn't really care for because he thinks that what he's supposed to do. And for a good while there he didn't think he would ever get to this point, and he almost didn't. So he just accepts that maybe this monotony is what life is supposed to be, he's playing his role in society and he's coming to terms with that.
Cassie bursting in stage left, and telling him fuck that. he is alive and young and life is something that he should enjoy. To change his major to something that interests him or if college isn't for him drop and find out what is. they do not fight the worst of the worst to go home and be miserable, they deserve better than that.
how many urls has your main had*
1 - I've had one url the Whole Time
2-3 - kinda loyal, but willing to change
4-5 - I don't change very often, but I'm rolling with the punches
6-10 - I'm kinda fluid, yeah
11+ - commitment? I don't know her
I don't even remember how many urls I've had
I actually don't have a Tumblr blog
*if you've deleted and remade your blog with a different url, that's a change in url; if you had X url, changed to a new url, and later went back to X, don't count X twice
thinking about how cissie just became a celebrity athlete after young justice,, an icon of our era
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