#strangely relevant

[ramoftheearth]

Fake claiming someone you DONT KNOW is crazy.

AS someone who doubted a lot of systems, because I was both in denial, and unaware the experience was a lot more nuanced than I believed. At least I can admit that.

[demonius-darkblade]

“Paid agitators” is, no doubt, the favourite refrain of those who know nothing about it. The truth, however, is that — to speak only of what I know personally — if I had kept a diary for the last twenty-four years and inscribed in it all the devotion and self-sacrifice which I came across in the Socialist movement, the reader of such a diary would have had the word “heroism” constantly on his lips. But the men I would have spoken of were not heroes; they were average men, inspired by a grand idea. Every Socialist newspaper — and there are hundreds of them in Europe alone — has the same history of years of sacrifice without any hope of reward, and, in the overwhelming majority of cases, even without any personal ambition. I have seen families living without knowing what would be their food tomorrow, the husband boycotted all round in his little town for his part in the paper, and the wife supporting the family by sewing, and such a situation lasting for years, until the family would retire, without a word of reproach, simply saying: “Continue; we can hold on no more!” I have seen men, dying from consumption, and knowing it, and yet knocking about in snow and fog to prepare meetings, speaking at meetings within a few weeks from death, and only then retiring to the hospital with the words: “Now, friends, I am done; the doctors say I have but a few weeks to live. Tell the comrades that I shall be happy if they come to see me.” I have seen facts which would be described as “idealization” if I told them in this place; and the very names of these men, hardly known outside a narrow circle of friends, will soon be forgotten when the friends, too, have passed away.

-Mutual Aid, Peter Kropotkin, 1902

[stargazerley]

I've been watching "The Pretender" again. I'm on season 4 and there's an episode that is....let's say very relevant right now. "Rules of Engagement" is about two brothers who take hostages at a hospital after their father is left dying. The hospital is planning on sending the dying father home and all the brothers want is the money to save his life. Turns out the father's doctor was in league with an HMO that was denying care and even covering up more serious conditions. Main character, Jarod, is able to nagotiate with the brothers, catch the doctor, and save the day (because it's fiction).

This show has a bunch of moments like this. Where Jarod finds someone wronged and gives the person resposnible a taste of what the victim went through. The number of times the responsible party is a person in some sort of power....is not zero and certainly tries to prove a point. From crooked cops to corgrupt doctors Jarod is there to protect the innocent.

[ghostoffice]

putting the bro in brokenhearted

[zelzahdarkcloak]

You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do.

Frodo to Sam in Return of the King (J.R.R.Tolkien)

[sammiebox]

Watch Me - Icon for Hire

Watch me get it get it wrong at the top of my lungs While you front for every one, while you tip toe for fun I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me You hear what you want, but you never wanted me Careful, you don't wanna mess up, do you? Fake brave face, I see right through you Standing in place 'cause Denial is the way to go, at least that's what you told me, so Cover you ears when you don't wanna know For whatever you hear you're held responsible Are you scared you might open your mouth And feel the horror if nothing comes out? Do you think you're safe, frozen in place? Run for cover just in case I am not afraid to fall You can watch me lose it all I'll get it wrong, 'til I get it right At least I'm making scenes in the meantime Watch me, watch me Watch me get it get it wrong at the top of my lungs While you front for every one, while you tip toe for fun I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me You hear what you want, but you never wanted me All eyes on you, we're watching you It's too bad you're too stuck to move Too bad you wouldn't know what to do If the right thing walked right up to you It's none steps forward, none steps back No harm, no foul, you play like that? Your game sucks, you need a new one Your game sucks, make a new one up Up the ante, up the drive, Slow down - is this how you feel inside? Torn in the middle like you can't decide, Can't step up to save your life I'm calling it, you're full of shhh More scared to make noise than you care to admit Are you scared you might open your mouth And feel the horror if nothing comes out? Do you think you're safe, frozen in place? Run for cover just in case I am not afraid to fall You can watch me lose it all I'll get it wrong, 'til I get it right At least I'm making scenes in the meantime Watch me, watch me No time left to play it safe, no time to bend The worst mistake you'll ever make is trying to blend Are you scared you might open your mouth And feel the horror if nothing comes out? Do you think you're safe, frozen in place? Run for cover just in case I am not afraid to fall You can watch me lose it all I'll get it wrong, 'til I get it right At least I'm making scenes in the meantime Watch me Watch me get it get it wrong at the top of my lungs While you front for every one, while you tip toe for fun I can scream until your ears bleed, you're gonna never hear me You hear what you want, but you never wanted me 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3s6epkl5HM0

[ratparkprince]

I was what my parents called me, "Piss n' Vinegar," even though I melted in the company of people I sensed were truly kind. I was the picture of paradox: hot-blooded, thin-skinned, quick-tempered, strangulated by the world's injustices and full of get-even schemes, but ever ready to dissolve into a puddle of milk at the slightest word of warm-heartedness from a stranger, which came not infrequently. My loyalty to that stranger would thereafter be iron.

Daniel Asa Rose, The Cossacks of Connecticut