💔 My name is Obaida Jaafar, I am 19 years old, and I am from Gaza.
I never imagined that one day I would have to tell my story like this.
Before the war, we had a simple and peaceful life. We had a home that brought us together, a father who worked hard to provide for us, and dreams for the future. But everything changed in an instant. My father was killed, and with him we lost our source of safety and support. Soon after, our home was destroyed, and we lost everything we owned.
🏕️ Today, my family of seven and I live in a small tent near the sea. Every day is a struggle to survive. Finding food, clean water, and basic necessities has become a daily challenge. Many nights I go to sleep wondering how I will provide for my family the next day.
After my father's death, I became the sole provider for my family. I never expected to carry such a responsibility at the age of 19, but I had no choice. My younger siblings depend on me for everything, and the weight of that responsibility follows me every moment of every day.
😔 One of the hardest parts is seeing the worry in my siblings' eyes. They ask questions I cannot answer: "When will we have a home again?" "When will things get better?" I try to stay strong for them, but the truth is that I often feel helpless.
🎓 My sister is studying medicine at university. She has worked incredibly hard to pursue her dream of becoming a doctor and helping others. Today, that dream is at risk because we cannot afford her educational expenses. It breaks my heart to see years of hard work and dedication threatened by circumstances beyond our control.
Help Me Support My Family After Losing My Father 💔
Some time ago, a kind friend launched a fundraiser for me, and it gave my family hope during one of the darkest periods of our lives. Unfortunately, due to serious family circumstances, he was forced to stop helping me and the fundraiser was closed.
🌟 After a long search and many failed attempts, I finally found a kind person willing to help me launch this fundraiser again. For my family, this is more than a fundraiser—it is a chance to be heard, a chance to survive, and a chance to hold on to hope.
There are days when I honestly do not know how I will provide food for my family. Yet I keep moving forward because my family has no one else to rely on.
🤝 If you would like to contact me or learn more about my situation, you can reach me through:
📱 WhatsApp: +970593243264
📷 Instagram: @jaafar42007
🎮 Discord: obaidajaafar
❤️ Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Thank you for every prayer, every kind message, every share, and every act of support. Even the smallest gesture can make a difference for a family that has lost its home, its security, and its provider.
Your kindness gives us strength, hope, and a reason to keep believing that better days may still come.
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello friends, please, I need your support. My daughter Fatoum is my only provider. I will not forgive you if anything happens to me. Please take care of my child.Fatoum is two and a half years old. Imagine, she lost her father before she was even born because of the war.All I ask is to provide her with a decent life, food, and water, nothing more. I am unemployed. My child needs care and attention. She doesn't have her own shelter; we share a tent with other peoplePlease, I desperately need your support and donations.
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.
My name is Ahmed, and I am a 24-year-old young man from Gaza.
My family and I are living in extremely difficult humanitarian conditions. My father is unable to work, so I have become the sole provider for my family despite having very limited resources.
What hurts me the most is my sister Sarah's situation. She has a disability and needs ongoing medical treatment, medication, and care. Unfortunately, I can no longer afford to provide her with the basic support she needs. It breaks my heart every day to see her suffering while I am unable to help her.🥹🙏🏼
I once dreamed of completing my university education and building a career in my field, but the circumstances forced me to put my dreams aside. Now, my only goal is to provide for my family and do everything I can to care for my sister.
Please, if you are able, help my sister Sarah, even with a small donation. Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in her life and give my family a little hope.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who supports us or shares our story with others.
Please donate through PayPal. Thank you so much for your kindness and support.
Please, my friends, if you can, please donate through Binance. I would be deeply grateful for your support. 🙏💚
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My name is Fatima, a 21-year-old woman🤰.Just one month before the war, I was engaged, dreaming of a warm home and a small family.But the war tore us apart—my fiancé and I were separated between northern and southern Gaza, with no way to communicate💔.
Despite the pain, we held on to hope. Months later, I left my family and joined him.We got married, believing it was the start of a new life.But the bombing returned, and we were displaced again… Now we live in a fragile tent in western Gaza, awaiting the birth of our first child amid conditions unfit for life🥹😭.
I’m pregnant🤰, and my due date is near🥹. I have none of the essentials I need as a mother or even as a human being🙏.We lack everything: medical care, food, clean water, and basic supplies for childbirth and the baby🥲.
I’m not asking for the impossible—just enough to protect my life and my baby’s
Your donation is our only hope🥹😢.
I am Fatima, a 21-year-old woman.I got engaged just one month before the war started. My dreams were simple: a warm home, a small family, an
My campaign is new and has not received much support. Please support me and my family.
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When I was in therapist school one of my profs said, "A lot of trauma needs 10 or 20 years before it's really ready to be worked through. Maybe longer." And at the time I was like: Oh Shit. I planned to be over my trauma and all better by the time I graduated!
Anyway, that was 10 or 20 years ago and jesus fuck, she was right.
One of the most popular theories of trauma says there are three steps.
Escape the trauma and find safety.
Process the trauma.
Consolidate the trauma.
Sometimes this can be a relatively quick process. If you get into a car accident while turning left in a busy city street, you might get trauma symptoms that cause feelings of fear and anxiety when you're driving your car, or travelling by car through a busy city.
"Finding safety" would mean learning to handle your anxiety and fearfulness by re-training your body to seek calm, even when reminded of the trauma. This might include things like breathing or muscle relaxation exercises that actually affect an anxious brain and help you stay centred, as well as slow exposure to situations that are stressful and traumatic so you learn to tolerate them again.
"Processing the trauma" means to look back at what happened that has given you significant psychological symptoms, and re-process those memories and the lessons you took from them so they are less damaging or hurtful. That might be revisiting your memories of the accident until they aren't so painful to think about, or it might be working to be more comfortable with driving again.
"Consolidating the trauma" means that when you've settled those memories, you take your new, healthier understanding of yourself forward into your life. That might make you a more cautious driver, or cause you to be more mindful and value every moment because you've seen how quickly your life can change. It is what you make of it.
When you try to do these steps out of order, that's more of a problem. If you want to dive straight into revisiting your memories of something that happened, but you have no defense against the panic attacks and nightmares that remembering causes you, you're not safe, not so far as your brain thinks. Your brain experiences raw memories of trauma as though it were still happening all around you. You can end up even more traumatized than before, so that even seeing a picture of a car makes you feel like you're back on that street waiting to turn left.
If a trauma is particularly old, complex, or strong, it can take a long, long time before you actually feel safe enough to go back into the memories that haunt you most. That's especially true if you're still in a situation that feels threatening, like if it's your job to drive around downtown. Or in other situations, if your abusive parent is still alive and in your life, or if you're still a member of the group or club you were abused in.
Even with our best therapies, like EMDR and DBT, it can still take years to reach that place of safety. Like my prof said, sometimes it's a decade. Sometimes more. I'm almost 40, and this week I finally felt safe enough to open up a file of memories that happened when I was 4. But until you reach that place, it's really hard to unpack the trauma and look at more complicated questions like, "Are the assumptions I made back when that happened accurate or useful?" or "Is it beneficial to me to keep being afraid of this kind of situation in the future?"
Also, about this process of finding safety, and how it can take so long. There's this bit from a Cheryl Strayed/Dear Sugar article that I have been living by ever since I discovered it maybe a decade ago, where she recounts having to give advice to a teenage girl at the school she works for, after they've learned that none of the government services that could get her out of her deeply shitty life have the budget or inclination to help her. It's brisk and a bit raw, but for me, it has been the permission I needed to fight like hell.
I told her that escaping the shit would be hard, but that if she wanted to not make her mother’s life her destiny, she had to be the one to make it happen. She had to do more than hold on. She had to reach. She had to want it more than she’d ever wanted anything. She had to grab like a drowning girl for every good thing that came her way and she had to swim like fuck away from every bad thing. She had to count the years and let them roll by, to grow up and then run as far as she could in the direction of her best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by her own desire to heal.
Just because I wasn't deconstructing the shit that happened to me when I was 4 for the past couple decades, it doesn't mean I wasn't working on my own healing. I did all the work that got me to here and now.
Also this bit from Paladin of Souls by Lois McMaster Bujold:
You can't solve problems by running away from them, it was said, and like the good child she had once been, she had believed this. But it wasn't true. Some problems could only be solved by running away from them.
Also I am asking all of you, once again, to learn about ecosystem conservation and restoration instead of wallowing in "we are already past the point of no return" or that it will take "millennia" to restore ecosystems.
You have to understand that nature does not work in the same timeframe as ours. Protecting and restoring ecosystems is RIDICULOUSLY inexpensive and requires very little industrial technology; shovels and saplings are not exactly high-tech. But it takes time and long-term projects with people determined to do it. Maybe we are too focused in our "we want it now" thinking, but what you see today is not what you may see in 10, 20, 50, even 80 years if you live that long.
But it works. It's working right now, and when capitalism is replaced by socialism and we stop thinking on short-term gain, when our societies are focused into the common welfare instead of accumulation, it will even work better. Again I could point out to individual examples but instead, I encourage you to learn about ecology. We are well past from the catastrophic "Earth will die and there's nothing we can do" predictions from the 80s. We know what to do, we know it can work.
A new study published online today, April 25, in the scientific journal Science provides the strongest evidence to date that not only is nat
This article talks about this very much in the "see? ecology can help the economy too!" tone that unfortunately is sort of necessary to convince people in the current capitalist system. But I don't want you to focus on this right now.
I want you to KNOW how doable this is. How inexpensive this is, how POSSIBLE THIS IS. That people working and loving the land and nature they live in is possible. That these projects WORK, THEY DO restore and preserve ecosystems. That humanity is neither a plague that destroys everything or a passive bystander on its own destruction but that these are actual things that can be, are, and will be implemented, backed by actual science and results. This is not empty #hopecore #hopepunk feel good stuff, these are things you can learn about, even work towards, and you can most certainly demand they are part of our society.
"I'm just losing hope." Then get some fucking conviction. Millions of people around the globe are working their asses off and seeing results. What they are doing IS WORKING.
This orange peel story was huge years ago: https://www.scientificamerican.com/podcast/episode/a-fruitful-experiment-in-land-conservation/
Beavers reintroduced to historic wetlands improve them at such a level that we can see the improvements from space: https://news.mongabay.com/2023/09/nasa-satellites-reveal-restoration-power-of-beavers/
Africa is successfully slowing desertification and restoring historic farming soil with their Green Wall project: https://welcomeafrica.org/en/africa-combats-desertification-with-a-belt-of-life/
There has even been success at regrowing coral reefs--something which I am old enough to be told was impossible. But people have been hard at work for decades since then, and this is one of the results: https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2024/03/240308123248.htm
REPAIRING THE DAMAGE IS ENTIRELY WITHIN THE REALM OF POSSIBILITY.
THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE IF YOU HAVE THE CONVICTION TO BACK IT UP.
I found an extremely dope disability survival guide for those who are homebound, bedbound, in need of disability accommodations, or would otherwise like resources for how to manage your life as a disabled person. (Link is safe)
How to have a great, disabled life.
It has some great articles and resources and while written by people with ME/CFS, it keeps all disabilities in mind. A lot of it is specific to the USA but even if you're from somewhere else, there are many guides that can still help you. Some really good ones are:
How to live a great disabled life- A guide full of resources to make your life easier and probably the best place to start (including links to some of the below resources). Everything from applying for good quality affordable housing to getting free transportation, affordable medication, how to get enough food stamps, how to get a free phone that doesn't suck, how to find housemates and caregivers, how to be homebound, support groups and Facebook pages (including for specific illnesses), how to help with social change from home, and so many more.
Turning a "no" into a "yes"- A guide on what to say when denied for disability aid/accommodations of many types, particularly over the phone. "Never take no for an answer over the phone. If you have not been turned down in writing, you have not been turned down. Period."
How to be poor in America- A very expansive and helpful guide including things from a directory to find your nearest food bank to resources for getting free home modifications, how to get cheap or free eye and dental care, extremely cheap internet, and financial assistance with vet bills
How to be homebound- This is pretty helpful even if you're not homebound. It includes guides on how to save spoons, getting free and low cost transportation, disability resources in your area, home meals, how to have fun/keep busy while in bed, and a severe bedbound activity master list which includes a link to an audio version of the list on Soundcloud
Master List of Disability Accommodation Letters For Housing- Guides on how to request accommodations and housing as well as your rights, laws, and prewritten sample letters to help you get whatever you need. Includes information on how to request additional bedrooms, stop evictions, request meetings via phone, mail, and email if you can't in person, what you can do if a request is denied, and many other helpful guides
Special Laws to Help Domestic Violence Survivors (Vouchers & Low Income Housing)- Protections, laws, and housing rights for survivors of DV (any gender), and how to get support and protection under the VAWA laws to help you and/or loved ones receive housing and assistance
Dealing With Debt & Disability- Information to assist with debt including student loans, medical debt, how to deal with debt collectors as well as an article with a step by step guide that helped the author cut her overwhelming medical bills by 80%!
There are so many more articles, guides, and tools here that have helped a lot of people. And there are a lot of rights, resources, and protections that people don't know they have and guides that can help you manage your life as a disabled person regardless of income, energy levels, and other factors.
How To Get On is an incredible resource, and I want to take a minute to honor the founder, Lily Silver aka SleepyGirlGuide. Lily created this comprehensive self-advocacy guide for bedbound and housebound disabled people while she herself was bedbound with ME/CFS, and she passed away in 2022. Her online friends maintain the archived website in her memory, but sadly don't have the capacity to add new articles.
Lily's friends also created this memorial page where you can read messages celebrating her life and how she used the internet to bring isolated disabled people together. Please keep circulating How To Get On in her honor!
Also, shout out to disabled artist Elizabeth D'Angelo for providing most of the beautiful art of How To Get On!
Hey, saw on the news today that Avi Yemini has officially registered a pro-Israel political party under the name Free Palestine. Thought I'd share it here so that more people could be aware.
The TL;DR of it is that far-right YouTuber/self confessed domestic abuser Avi Yemini registered a party called "Free Palestine" in Victoria with the expressed aim of misleading voters and tricking those who want Israel to stop committing genocide against the Palestinian people into casting a vote for a far-right party. (Yemini is Israeli btw and deliberately spreads anti-Palestinian misinformation and propaganda to deny the genocide is even happening.)
He registered this to exploit group voting tickets, which is when someone votes above the line and their preferences are then chosen by that party. He's not expecting the Free Palestine candidate to get elected - it's a fake party to funnel votes directly to One Nation.
BUT! The good news is Victoria JUST abolished group voting tickets! (it's the last place in Australia to do that). So his exploit isn't going to work and he's already paid money to register it. BUT there's still a problem: if it gets more than 4% of the first preferences then the party will be paid based on how many votes it got. It's a way to reimburse parties for their expenditure and make elections more competitive but in this case while it's not a way to sneakily siphon votes to One Nation it's still now a way that Yemini can make money.
DON'T vote for the Free Palestine party in the Victorian state election. It's not pro-Palestine. It's pro-Israeli genocide and exists to trick people who don't do background research into candidates. All it'll do is take votes away from parties that actually are pro-Palestine (like the Greens) and give money to literal domestic abusers (Yemini).
on the Mad Max movies (no news hook, just thinking about it)
Ask anyone what Mad Max is about and you get the same sentence back: "it's a warning about what happens when the oil runs out." Watch the first film again. Nothing has run out. There are still gas stations, courts, a highway patrol, and a wife and baby waiting on a beach holiday. The engine of the film is distance: a continent roughly the size of the lower forty-eight carrying about fourteen million people in 1979, which meant a road network the state could not actually police and gangs with better mobility than the cops. The apocalypse Miller filmed had already happened to the Australian interior, decades earlier, and it was called depopulation.
Mad Max (1979) sits before the post-apocalyptic frame, despite being read into it. This is the thing. The first movie is set in a recognizable near-future Australia where there's still a functioning Main Force Patrol, still courts (sort of), still gas stations and diners and houses with curtains, still a wife and baby and a dog and a beach holiday, and the apocalypse, such as it is, is an off-screen rumor, an oil crisis maybe, a vague civilizational fraying that the cops are losing a slow-motion war against. It's a road movie about police impotence in a depopulated continent where the gangs have better mobility than the state. And that situation is an actual thing that was happening in late-70s rural Australia, not Mad Max specifically, but the built-in problem the film is dramatizing, which is that you have a country the size of the continental United States with the population somewhere around Texas's, vast distances between settlements, a road network that the federal government can barely police, and (this is the crucial part) the post-1973 oil shock hitting an economy that was already by design vulnerable because Britain had joined the EEC in '73 and the Commonwealth preference system was unwinding, meaning Australian agricultural exports were suddenly competing on world markets with no protection, and the wool boom was over, and the country was going through what would later be called the "banana republic" anxiety, Paul Keating's phrase from '86, but the feeling predated him by a decade.
So the first film is a film about a state that can't reach its own periphery, made in a country that was actually worried about whether it could reach its own periphery, by a doctor (Miller had trained as a physician and worked in emergency medicine, which matters, he'd seen what cars did to bodies and the film is built around the medical reality of vehicular trauma in a way no American action film ever was, because American ER doctors didn't make action films, they made medical dramas) who understood that the apocalypse Australians feared most concretely, alongside nuclear war, was being abandoned. By Britain, which had abandoned them. By America, which might. By their own coastal cities, which had abandoned the bush.
The apocalypse had already happened to the Australian interior, in the form of depopulation, decades old.
And then The Road Warrior (1981), Mad Max 2 in Australia, is where the franchise pivots into the iconography that everyone now associates with it, which is the desert, the leather, the modified vehicles, the besieged refinery, the Lord Humungus. And the political-economic reading sharpens here, because the second film is made AFTER the second oil shock (1979) and AFTER the Iranian Revolution and at the point where Australian energy anxiety had crystallized into something genuinely apocalyptic in the cultural imagination, and it's additionally worth noting on the under-discussed material side.
Made during the Fraser government's expansion of Australian uranium mining and at the early stages of what would become the Pilbara iron ore boom, which means the actual material reality of the Australian outback in 1981 was that it was being more intensively extracted from than at any point in its history, with mining camps and company towns and roadtrains and a whole infrastructure of resource extraction that looks, if you squint, EXACTLY like the world of Road Warrior, heavily armed convoys moving precious commodities across hostile distances, fortified compounds in the middle of nowhere, a transient masculine workforce, and a state presence that's basically negligible because the mining companies have their own security and their own logistics and their own everything.
The refinery in Road Warrior is a Pilbara mining camp with the gas turned to oil. The marauders are the inverse of the Fly-In-Fly-Out workforce, what happens if those guys don't fly out, if the camp shuts down and they're left with nothing but the vehicles and the violence-skills the work taught them. Lord Humungus is, by design, a redundant supervisor. The sneering pride, the residual machinery of authority deployed without any institution behind it.
And the further point is that nobody reads it this way because the film is so good at presenting itself as universal, as a kind of Western, or a samurai film (Miller has talked about Yojimbo), that the specifically Australian content gets sublimated into archetype. But the archetype is doing a job. The archetype is letting Australians think about resource extraction, frontier violence, and state absence WITHOUT having to think about them, which is what genre always does and what it's for.
Beyond Thunderdome (1985) is where the franchise breaks, and it breaks for a specific reason, which is that by 1985 the Hawke-Keating Labor government had been in power for two years and was beginning the project of opening up the Australian economy, floating the dollar in '83, deregulating the financial sector, dismantling tariff walls, that would, over the next decade, end the version of Australia the Mad Max films were a response to. The fear of being abandoned was being layered over with the fear of being absorbed.
Tina Turner's Bartertown is a film made by people who can already feel the built-in anxiety shifting and don't quite know what to do about it, so they reach for, of all things, an institutional comedy about a corrupt town with two seats of power (the methane works and the trade hall), which is a much more 80s-deregulation sort of anxiety than a 70s-abandonment one. Notice that Bartertown WORKS as a polity.
It's functioning. The crisis here is reassembly more than collapse, the civilization that's reassembled is grubby and compromised and run by people you don't like. Which is, I mean. That's a very specific kind of disappointment, and it's the disappointment of watching the Hawke government privatize Qantas, not the disappointment of watching the state lose control of the highways.
And then the franchise sleeps for thirty years, which is exactly correct, because the cultural conditions that produced it stopped existing.
Fury Road (2015) is the one to watch, because Miller comes back and makes, by acclaim, the best film in the series, but he's making it in a completely different Australia, AND for a global audience that has by now absorbed the Mad Max iconography as a free-floating set of signifiers (the leather, the cars, the desert) that they can read as climate apocalypse, or oil apocalypse, or general civilizational-decline apocalypse, and which Miller is canny enough to lean into.
The "war on water" framing, the Citadel as a vertically-organized resource state, Immortan Joe's whole setup, this is a film about resource oligarchy in a way the originals weren't yet positioned to be, and it lands as a film about resource oligarchy because by 2015 Australia is a resource oligarchy. Gina Rinehart, Andrew Forrest, Clive Palmer, the Pilbara has produced a class of mining billionaires whose wealth and political influence is without precedent in Australian history, who own private jets and run media empires and bankroll political parties, and the Citadel is that class taken to its logical visual conclusion, the magnate as warlord, the corporation as fiefdom, with a captive workforce and a private aquifer and a propaganda apparatus.
So Fury Road, which everyone wants to read as a feminist film or an environmentalist film or an action masterpiece (it's all of these), is also a film about what the Australian resource economy looks like once the Hawke-Keating opening has run its full course and produced, in place of any deregulated egalitarian utopia, a handful of enormously wealthy private actors who have effectively replaced the state in vast swathes of the country, which is, in the actual Pilbara, kind of literally true.
The major mining companies maintain their own roads, their own ports, their own airstrips, their own towns, their own emergency services. The state delegated its presence to capital. Capital built a parallel infrastructure. The Citadel is what that infrastructure looks like when you take the corporate logos off.
And Furiosa (2024) is, I haven't decided what Furiosa is yet. It's a prequel, which means it's working in a different mode, but the thing I keep noticing is that it's much more interested in the geography of the wasteland as a connected system, the Citadel and Gas Town and the Bullet Farm as a triangulated trade network, which is a more 21st-century way of imagining the post-apocalypse, where the apocalypse functions as the reorganization of complexity into something meaner, the end-of-complexity reading giving way to it. The supply chain survives, and it gets uglier.
The thing about all of this is that the films keep WORKING, and they keep working because Miller is a good enough filmmaker to translate the specifically Australian material conditions into mythic structures that other audiences can use for their own anxieties, Americans read Fury Road as climate apocalypse, Europeans read it as resource war, Chinese audiences I'd guess read it as warlord-era nostalgia repackaged. And all those readings are available in the films, are deliberately available, but they're sitting on top of a much more local underlying material that's about a specific country's specific relationship to its own emptiness, its own distances, its own resource economy, its own fear of being left behind by the Anglosphere it used to belong to.
Except the specifically-Australian-conditions argument has a problem, which is that the post-apocalyptic vehicular genre emerged simultaneously in places that share none of those conditions. Enzo Castellari's *The New Barbarians* (1983) came out of Italian genre cinema, Cirio Santiago's *Wheels of Fire* (1985) out of the Philippines, *Fist of the North Star* (1983) out of Japan, all of them running the same basic formula of vehicular violence across depopulated landscapes, none of them responding to Australian oil anxiety or Pilbara extraction or the unraveling of Commonwealth preferences. The form is convergent. The global audience wanted post-apocalyptic road war, and multiple national cinemas provided it independently.
Fury Road itself was shot in Namibia, not Australia, the Namib Desert standing in for the Australian outback because the Australian locations Miller had scouted were too green after unexpected rains, which means the most Australian film in the franchise, the one that most precisely captures the Pilbara-as-Citadel political economy, was physically made on a different continent entirely. The relationship between the films and the Australian landscape turns out to be contingent rather than constitutive, which doesn't invalidate the Australian reading but does suggest it's one available reading among several rather than the hidden truth underneath the archetype.
And the further consequence is that the imitations never quite work. The hundred post-apocalyptic films that lifted the Mad Max iconography couldn't lift what was underneath it, because what was underneath it was the experience of living in a continent where the state can't reach you and the multinationals can, and most countries don't have that experience, or have it in a form that produces something other than action movies, novels maybe, or just a quiet civic depression.
Which, come to think of it, is also part of what Australia produced in the same period, you got Mad Max but you also got Patrick White and the whole "what is this country even" literary tradition, and these are the same anxiety in different tones. The leather jacket and the Booker Prize. Two genres trying to figure out what it means to live in a place the world keeps almost-forgetting about.
Authorities are operating 39 relief camps, sheltering 12,382 displaced persons, while another 16 relief distribution centres are providing a
The death toll from this year's floods in Assam has risen to 89 after two more people died in the worst-hit Sivasagar district, while over 1.28 lakh people across ten districts continue to remain affected, according to the Assam State Disaster Management Authority (ASDMA).
The ASDMA said both the latest fatalities were reported from Sivasagar, which remains the worst-affected district. The ten flood-hit districts are Sivasagar, Dhemaji, Golaghat, Jorhat, Dibrugarh, Nagaon, Charaideo, Karbi Anglong,Hojai, Kamrup (Metropolitan), where 365 villages and over 15,342 hectares of cropland remain inundated.
Authorities are operating 39 relief camps, sheltering 12,382 displaced persons, while another 16 relief distribution centres are providing assistance to affected residents.
Apart from riverine flooding, urban flooding has also affected one district and three revenue circles, impacting around 7,000 people.
One death linked to urban flooding has been reported so far.
was visiting a friend who has a farm, and one of the chickens has a home made flared cone on, so i asked what was up with that and she said "that's diesel, and she's suicidal" so obviously i went ??? and she pressed the door lock on her truck fob so the truck beeped, and this dumbass bird SPRINTED full tilt across the garden to shove her head in the tailpipe. she has to be locked up and coned so she doesn't gulp down toxic fumes direct from the pipe for some idiot bird reason. she is obsessed with doing this and has to be locked up any time someone is using a vehicle.
i told her i posted about this and she has an update (which i guess content warning for animal harm [the animal did it to it's damn fool self])
she found this out the first time when she auto-started her truck to warm it up before work one below-freezing morning and came out ~5 minutes later to find (the then unnamed) diesel with her head stuffed in the tail pipe hanging limply by her idiot neck and thought that she was dead, ran over and pulled her out, and the chicken went "oh hi! anyways mind if i get back in there?" and did it a-fucking-gain??
best guess is bc she feeds her chickens with a pvc gravity pipe like this
and despite having ~40 other chickens who don't fuck this up, diesel went "food comes from tubes, this is tube, ∴ this is the ~secret~ food hole that the others do not know about. i will be rewarded with golden seed for being the cleverest of them all :)" and is now on 24/7 vehicle related suicide watch. fine line between docile and dumb sometimes.
