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What if Earth is already the property of some galactic empire that hasnât gotten around to settling us yet because they just purchased us off of another galactic empire a few decades ago?
What if the leaders of said empire tells its citizen to colonize Earth, and they start taking over our cities and land. They find it justifiable because we donât use the elements in Earthâs core like they do so we donât really own the planet.Â
Weâre pushed to Mars, where only 1% of humanity lives in relative peace but a lot of hunger and a few international struggles, which the aliens feed into. They eventually settle Mars too, pushing us to the moons of Jupiter, then Saturn.
Eventually the empire becomes a bit nicer, and builds us a bunch of reservations throughout the solar system, though only a few of them are on Earth. Today weâre a minority in our own Solar System, mostly running Casinos on Mars or giving tours of the ruins of our once great cities. The aliens stopped calling us Meatbags though. Now they use the more respectable Native-Earthling term, though theyâll rarely acknowledge whatever nationality your ancestors had before they came.
The message of this gets over the head of a lot of people and itâs making me kinda sad.
One of the most important things I learned in my Language and the Law class is that law enforcement will intentionally misinterpret every type of statement asking for a lawyer as not asking for a lawyer. Even directly saying it like this âI will not speak to you without a lawyerâ can be taken as a simple statement of fact rather than a request for a lawyer. You literally have to state âI am now invoking my right to a lawyerâ and every time they try to proceed with an interrogation you have to answer every question with âI am invoking my right to have a lawyer presentâ. You canât just tell them you wonât talk without a lawyer or that you want a lawyer. You have to state that you are invoking your rights. Otherwise they could just say âwell they just said they wouldnât speak without a lawyer present. Thatâs not invoking their rights to a lawyer. Itâs just stating a fact.â even just stating your right to a lawyer doesnât count!
PLEASE share this addition. I am a lawyer who works in criminal defense, and this is one of the most avoidable things that people consistently get wrong about the Miranda rights.
Here are some more âambiguousâ phrases which courts have found DO NOT invoke your right to a lawyer:
âMaybe I should speak to my lawyer first.â
âI might like a lawyer.â
âI think I should have a lawyer present for this.â
âCould I speak to my lawyer first?â
âHow long until my lawyer gets here?â
And perhaps most egregiously â âGet me a lawyer, dawg â âcause this is not whatâs up.â
Here are the magic phrases which you need to know if you want to invoke your Miranda rights:
1) âAm I free to leave?â
Itâs worth asking this even if the answer is obvious. Even if the officer does not let you leave, by forcing them to admit that you are not free to leave, you are creating a record which your attorney can use to prove that you were in custody. Miranda rights only apply if the interrogation is custodial, meaning that police officers will frequently claim that their suspects were ânot in custodyâ to get around their Miranda rights.
2)Â âI am invoking my right to remain silent.â
Simply staying silent will not invoke your right to remain silent. As absurd as this is, you must explicitly say that you are invoking your right to remain silent in order to invoke that right.
3)Â âI am invoking my right to an attorney.â
As stated above, you must be not only clear and unambiguous, but clear and legally unambiguous. Donât get cute. Donât get sassy. And on the flip side, donât get intimidated and use verbal ticks to minimize your request. Say the line with those words exactly â say it clearly, and say it once, and then say nothing else.
Because even after youâve done all this, the police can still try to get you to talk. Theyâre not supposed to interrogate you, but theyâre allowed to make casual conversation, and if that conversation just happens to circle back around to the thing they wanted to question you about, well, thatâs really your fault for talking after you said you wouldnât, isnât it? Canât possibly fault the poor officers when you initiated â if you really wanted to have your rights respected, you wouldnât have talked to them in the first place.
The police know this, and they will mercilessly exploit this loophole. So, once youâve successfully invoked your Miranda rights, any and all conversation you have with police officers will put those rights back into jeopardy.Â
Putting it all together:
Ask: âAm I free to leave?â
If they say no, say:Â âI am invoking my right to remain silent and I am invoking my right to an attorney.â
And then shut up and do not say a single thing to them for any reason whatsoever until you have actually spoken to an attorney. Yes, even if it takes hours. Yes, even if they start talking to you about something else.
Finally, a very important disclaimer:
I may be a lawyer, but Iâm not your lawyer, and I cannot guarantee that what Iâve just laid out here will always work for every situation. We didnât get to this bizarre and absurd place overnight â we built this ridiculous system piecemeal, by deciding on a case-by-case basis that certain phrases were âtoo ambiguousâ or certain types of questioning werenât actually questioning at all. The law is still in flux, and is still fundamentally out to get you, and willing to bend plain meaning beyond all recognition to do it. Even if you invoke your rights perfectly, exactly as I have specified above, thereâs a chance that your invocation of rights will be disqualified on some new technicality that no oneâs even thought of yet â and thatâs precisely the problem.
Watch this video: âDonât Talk To The Policeâ
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This is true btw. I did a report about Ann Boney in school and Read actually liked her back so they ran away together and were considered the two most terrifying pirates across the seven seas
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Just fyi - many of the illustrations and statues of them show them with their breasts exposed. This is not because they are sexualising lesbians but because these women often used to open their shirts and expose a breast when they killed a man just so the manâs dying thought would be the realisation that he was killed by a woman.
tits out for murder!!! a true aesthetic!!!
all public schools should provide clean water to their students, the fact that many knowingly donât is child abuse.
portland oregon constantly has a lead problem in their schoolâs drinking water
detroit michigan constantly has lead problems in their schoolâs drinking water
and i could go on.
32 states were observed, including the District of Columbia, and 22 of them are failing to protect their kids from lead in the drinking water
this isnât federally regulated, only 9 states [including D.C] have mandatory water testing laws in any capacityÂ
and the government obviously isnât making any real move to jump on cleaning up drinking water for kids.
i attended a civil engineering conference this year and one of the speakers had spent his whole career testing for lead in drinking water. he said that the MAJORITY of schools he tested had at least one impacted tap. fucked up if you ask me
I know when i was in school the water got shut off for half a year because they learned asbestos was finding its way into the drinking water ⌠they didnât say for how long âŚ
 ⌠gotta love america.
Another popular one, especially in wealthier families, was that your son would âmove to Europe,â and then a few months later your ânieceâ would move into town and live in his old bedroom.
Trans isnât new. We just have to know how to look for it in history.
Just as a reminder: the reason we donât see a lot of trans history is because it was actively erased. Literally.
Germany had a thriving LGBTQ community in the early 20th century, before the Nazis came around. Germans, specifically Magus Hirshfeld, literally coined the term âtranssexualâ and performed the first modern SRS in the 1920âs. Then the Nazis came and sent them all to camps and burned their books. One of the first major Nazi book burnings was the library of the Institut fĂźr Sexualwissenschaft. We were purposefully erased from history.
Weâve always existed, and the people that oppose our existence need to know who theyâre in company with.
after dying god informs you that hell is a myth, and âeveryone sins, its okâ. instead the dead are sorted into six âhouses of heavenâ based on the sins they chose.
We arrived first at the House of Lust. âHouseâ is a misleading term. It was more of a camp, spread over acres and acres of lush forest. There was a white sandy beach (nude, of course) full of copulating couples. There were little cabins sprinkled all along the path, from which orgasmic moans regularly came belting out. Men with six pack abs and women with perky breasts strolled by without even noticing me and God. They only had eyes for each other, tickling and pinching each other with flirtatious giggles.
âWhat do you think?â God asked as we passed a nineteen-way taking place in a pool of champagne. Little cherubs flitted overhead armed with mops and cleaning supplies, thankfully. âLust is our most popular sin.â I eyed the supermodel-like figures of a couple passing nearby, and could easily see why. âYou can look however you want. Hell, you can be whatever gender you want. No fetish is too taboo, and no desire can be denied here.â
It was quite tempting, but I wasnât ready to make a permanent decision here. âLetâs see the others,â I told God.
We carried on to Greed. We passed rows and rows of mansions, each more opulent than the next. Some of them were so large that they would have had enough bed rooms to fit my entire hometown. And so many different styles: one second, we were in a beautiful French vineyard in front of a gorgeous chateau with the Alps in the background. The next second, a warm tropical beach with a modern mansion atop breathtaking cliffs. After that, a ski chalet in Colorado with a roaring fire in a hearth large enough to fit an ox. Each one had various Italian sports cars and Rolls Royces parked in front, with the occasional smattering of boats, helicopters, etc.
âAny material desire you ever wanted,â God explained. âYour own world, where you can have everything. You want the Hope Diamond? You can fly to Washington DC in your own solid gold helicopter and buy it from the Smithsonian. Hell, you can just buy the Smithsonian.â
Also tempting, but I decided to keep looking.
Gluttony was next up. Tables and tables of the very finest foods: beautiful steaks cooked medium rare; butter-poached lobster tail; fresh oysters on a half shell; exotic wines in dusty bottles that had been hiding in the cellars of the worldâs finest restaurants. Everyone had a glass of champagne in hand and simply lounged on couches and chairs near the tables, eating endlessly. As soon as the inhabitants took a bite, the food just instantly came back. My mouth watered even watching them.
âIn every other House, the food is practically sawdust compared to Gluttony,â God explained. âYou havenât truly experienced heaven until youâve been to Gluttony.â
I shook my head, and we kept moving.
Sloth was as youâd expect. An endless sea of the softest mattresses, stacked with cushions and pillows that made the story of the princess and the pea seem minimalist. Little angels visited each resident, giving them massages that made them all melt into their blankets.
Wrath was⌠well, a lot like what Iâd expect Hell to be like. Fire, brimstone, whips, torture.. you know, the works. Except here, you werenât the one being tortured. Every enemy youâd ever made in your real life was now under your thumb. âLots of people choose their fathers,â God explained. âLots of grudges against parents in general, you know. But youâre not limited to that. Someone beat you out for a big promotion back on Earth? Take your pound of flesh here.â
Then we arrived at Envy. It looked⌠well, a lot like home.
âGo on in,â God said, gesturing toward the door. I turned the knob and walked in⌠and found Emily waiting inside. She ran forward, wrapped her arms around my neck, and planted a kiss right on my lips. âWelcome home, honey.â
I looked back toward God. âOh, donât be coy,â he said. âYou have no secrets from me. We all know that you were in love with your best friendâs wife.â She didnât seem to hear him at all; she went back into the hall. âWe all know that you just settled for your own wife while secretly pining after her. Well, this is your chance to live happily ever after.â
I peered into the kitchen. Emily was baking something, wearing nothing but an apron. Her curly black hair fell softly over her shoulder as she whisked ingredients. She turned back, noticed I was observing her, and an enthusiastic smile spread across her face.
âItâs what youâve always wanted, isnât it?â God whispered in my ear.
I wanted to take it. God damn did I want to take it. But I shook my head.
God seemed puzzled. âYou need to make a decision,â he told me.
âI havenât seen Pride yet.â
He scoffed. âNo one ever wants Pride, trust me.â
âWell, I want to see it.â
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Pride was boring. Just a row of workbenches in a bare white room.
âI donât get it,â I told God.
âYeah, no one does,â he answered. âThatâs why no one ever chooses it. Doesnât cavorting in Lust sound better than sitting here building little trinkets for the rest of eternity? Wouldnât you rather gorge yourself in Gluttony? Or spend time with Emily in Envy?â
I considered the options again. âI pick Pride,â I finally told him.
He narrowed his eyes. âWhat? Look at it!â He gestured around the room again. There wasnât much to look at. âWhy would you choose this for the rest of time?â
âBecause you donât want me to pick it,â I told him. If he was really God, heâd know what a contrarian I can be. And I knew he was hiding something, trying to pretend like Pride didnât exist. There was something special about it.
God scowled back. âFine.â He led me over to one of the workbenches. In the center, there was a black space. A blank, empty void that went on forever. âHereâs your universe,â he said. âYouâve got seven days to get started.â He took his seat at the bench next to me and went back to tinkering in his own world. After a long pause, he finally spoke again: âYou know, it might be nice for me to actually have some company for once.â
FUCKING I MEAN.
ITâS LIKE 7AM AND I LOVE GONNA REBLOG SO I CAN READ THIS SHIT AGAIN
You ever think about how the only reason Samuel l Jackson got into acting is because he was a radical activist and his mom got threatened that heâd end up dead so she sent him away to school to save him
Literally the FBI told her to get him out of Atlanta or they were going to murder him
UMMM???? CAN WE GET SOME ELABORATION PLEASE?????
the fbi literally threatens people fighting for racial equality with death without a trial and people still think theyre the good guys
Peep the Angela Davis shirt!
Denver Zoo and its gay lorikeets said fuck homophobes happy Pride
Homophobes: u mean they act like brothers
Denver Zoo: theyâre fucking, lorie.
STUART SEMPLE FOUND THE PINK NARC.
God this is the greatest art feud of our time.
Read the conditions of settlement. Itâs gold.
Captioned because even Iâm having trouble reading this:
[A screenshot from snapchat of a document that is cut off on the extreme edges, erasing the first and last two or three letters from each line. Doing my best to correctly transcribe]
Breach of terms of service: culturehustle.com Illegal acquisition on behalf of Anish Kapoor of the Worldâs Pinkest Pink
Dear Sirs,
I am aware that you represent Mr. Anish Kapoor, and I write today not to dob him in so that you can tell him off but rather to try and resolve this matter. Unlike Kapoor I am not one to âpoint the fingerâ however on this occasion it has become important to do so.Â
I hold your gallery in the highest esteem, I am a fan of several of your artists, but on this occasion you have been extremely naughty. You have been part of a conspiracy to obtain my PINK and provide Mr. Kapoor with it.
We have now finished fully researching this situation and it has come to your attention that you have been part of a conspiracy to obtain my PINK and provide Mr. Kapoor with it enabling him to exploit the substance against my wishes. Further, this juvenile behavior made much of the wider artistic community sad thanks to his extremely petty and childish post on Instagram.Â
The terms of service on my site CultureHustle.com are incredibly clear: Quote: By adding this product to your cart you agree that you are not Anish Kapoor, you are in no way affiliated with Anish Kapoor, you are not purchasing this item on behalf of Anish Kapoor or an associate of Anish Kapoor. To the best of your knowledge, information and belief this product will not make its way into that hands of Anish Kapoor.Â
In direct violation to the above, on 10th of December 2016 a person by the name of Mr [Blanked out] placed an order via the culturehustle.com website, for one jar of PINK at 5:36 am. This order was placed on behalf of your gallery and was delivered to the Lisson Gallery in London at 11:38 am on the 13th of December. Shortly after which your gallery provided Mr. Kapoor with the substance and on the 23rd of December 2016 Mr. Kapoor posted a photograph on Instagram showing he was indeed in possession of the substance, he also included the caption âUp Yoursâ. The comments on this post clearly demonstrate the negative impact such a gesture has had upon a wide community. He needs to say sorry for hurting everyoneâs feelings.
I remind you, hoarding colours and stealing other peopleâs colours without asking nicely isnât big -rd itâs simply bad.Â
I said I think it would be best to resolve this matter amicably without this silly business escalating any further. However, if we are unable to resolve this in a timely and grown up way I am fully prepared to take further action which will no doubt become stressful and expensive.Â
Therefore I would appreciate it if: 1. Your gallery would say sorry for giving my pink to Mr. Kapoor. 2. Mr. Kapoor would give me my pink back. I donât want him to have it. 3. He will write 100 times, âI will be nice, I will share my coloursâ and he will post the same to his Instagram.
Failing the above, an agreeable settlement would also be: 1. The reimbursement of $3.99 (the cost of PINK minus shipping) 2. And Mr. Kapoor to void his exclusive agreement to the use of Vanta Black in art.
If you were to settle as above I will be more than happy to share all my colours with him, so he doesnât feel left out and can join in with the rest of us.
I look forward to resolving this matter.Â
Yours,
Stuart Semple
Thank you for captioning this! Iâd seen it before but never been able to read it.
Alright this is hilarious because
Since they broke contract, he can sue them
To avoid getting sued, they need to humilate themselves publicly AND convince Kapoor to do likewise
If they donât want to humiliate themselves and avoid getting sued, they need to convince Kapoor to give up his color copyright
Stuart Semple everybody!
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âOh that animal doesnât LIKE you it just TOLERATES youâ âŚ..So? If thatâs the most a non-social organism can feel towards you isnât that just as special an honor as whatever it is you think affection means??
âThis creature with no natural social instincts outside of mating allows me to freely interact with it, while causing it little stressâ is fucking DOPE AS SHIT
also⌠are you SURE? like, weâre still finding out so much about animals. Wolverines fathers, who we thought were not involved in caring for kits, turn out to travel around and collect all their kits from multiple mothers and take the whole group out on camping trips. Some spiders have tiny frog pets (!) or group up to communally raise their young. Wild sharks, crocodiles, and snakes have formed strong, documented relationships with people.Â
this man Gilberto (Chito) Shedden nursed this crocodile back to health after it was shot in the eye, and they were best friends for the rest of the crocodileâs life.
this python came in out of the wild as a baby snake and curled up next to the familyâs infant, Oun SamÂbat (or Oeun Sambat?) and they were inseparable for 12 years
Cristina Zenato removes hooks from sharks and they let her stick her hand down their throat to do it and they even bring other sharks who need help to see her.
Itâs a relationship that goes beyond a single helpful interaction. For example one of the sharks that would show up when she first started swimming with them was a shark she called Foggy Eye who really didnât like to be touched. One day, Foggy Eye showed up with a hook in her mouth that Cristina Zenato removed, and ever after, Foggy Eye cuddles when she visits, putting her head in Cristinaâs lap and enjoying some petting
 We donât know SO much. Some wolf spiders will adopt unrelated orphaned spiderlings and raise them. We recently discovered that the ant-mimicking jumping spider (below) produces âmilkâ and suckles its young until they are nearly fully grown.
SO. Donât assume we know all about what creatures do or feel or whether or not they form social connections or bond with others.
Imagine yourself.
You are 14. You want to try dating. You wouldnât want to date an 11 year old though, right? No, no way. You want someone your age!
At 15, an 11 year old is out of the question! Thatâs just silly. Even 12 is too littleâ you might even have a younger sibling that age. Gross!
At 16, would you date someone who is 13? (a middle schooler). You wouldnât, right? As a high schooler, 13 is just a baby.
This phenomenon is NOT lost on adults. Take it from someone who IS one. Â As an adult, anyone who is a teenager is a child to us. This is not meant to be condescending; adults see teenagers as people who have growing to do. People who are so much younger, immature even. Small like a younger sibling who needs protecting. If you are underage, and an adult tells you that they see you as an adult and are attracted to you because of it, THIS IS A LIE. They see you as a child. If an adult tells you that they see you, who is underage, as an adult, stay away. That person is attracted to children. That person is a pedophile.
âImagine a woman in the long skirts and high collar of the early 20th century standing in front of the painting she created. It is a massive pieceâabout 10 feet tall by 8 feet wideâand it is not a landscape, a portrait, a still life, nor a scene from myth or history. Dominating the composition is a bold yellow form reminiscent of a plant or sea creature, glowing amid colorful, biomorphic shapes and vigorous lines. This is just one of 10 such works that she has created almost entirely aloneâsometimes walking on her work as she lays down the paintâand one of 193 radically abstract paintings that she has made in a few short years, between 1906 and 1915. None of these details fit with the story told in museums and art history courses. We know the first abstract painters so well that we often refer to them by last names alone: Kandinsky, Malevich, Mondrian. We know who is celebrated for doing âaction paintingâ on giant canvases laid on the floorâPollock. Each of these men has been lauded for opening a way into new territory. As it turns out, that territory had already been explored by another artist. Her name was Hilma af Klint.â
â Who Was Hilma af Klint?: At the Guggenheim, Paintings by an Artist Ahead of Her Time by Caitlin Dover
THE FUCK
It gets even better.
If hating fat people is about hating an unhealthy lifestyle:Â
Why do fat people get harassed at the gym, while jogging, or while swimming?
Why are fat people expected to cover up more? Changing what they wear will not make them healthier.
Why are thin people allowed to get away with not exercising and with eating all the pizza and bacon they want? If the problem is the unhealthy lifestyle, why doesnât that apply to everyone?Â
Never mind. I already know the answer.