We asked you not to catcall.

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@tatummillay
We asked you not to catcall.
On Feb. 20th, 1939, the German-American Bund, an American Nazi party, held a giant rally at Madison Square Garden in NYC
They adopted George Washington as their icon, calling him the “First Fascist.” Check out the “Fight Jewish Domination of Christian America” banner and the advertisement for the “Real Press” the “Free American” propaganda paper.
And just like today there was a counter-protest outside, one that was met with heavily armed police
Guess what happened when any of the Nazis so much as dared to step outside the Garden
Yeah, punched in the jaw. Even the “American Fuhrer” Fritz Kuhn was rushed on the stage by a Jewish man who tried to, wait for it, punch him in the face.
And guess what the media called these people? “Rabid anti-Nazis” who “clashed with police.” They made the anti-Nazi side seem crazed and violent and the Nazis sympathetic victims just trying to Exercise Free Speech.
This was 1939. The height of Nazism in Germany, just before the Final Solution. Liberals chose to demonize Nazi punching in the 1930′s, but guess what? It worked then, and it’ll work now.
Punch Your Local Nazi
So Elijah Daniel became legit mayor of Hell (Michigan) and he starts off by approving eating ass and is now banning heterosexuals from Hell.
God bless Hell
I can’t make this shit up
official mayor tweets:
This is the one that kills me tho:
If you own a cat you know the feeling
I have no mercy or compassion in me for a society that will crush people, and then penalize them for not being able to stand up under the weight.
The Autobiography of Malcolm X (via deconstructionworker)
This house that looks like it’s straight out of a Tim Burton movie is located in Zürich, Switzerland
Jomayra Texeira
Hope you find a comfy reading spot today.
Sylvia Plath in England
I know we don’t get happily ever afters in real life. I’m a hopeless romantic, not a total fucking idiot. As my friend, Russell, said to me once, “Even with the happiest couples, one of you dies first.” But first there is such unalloyed joy. We went to the supermarket yesterday and we were wandering around and, at one point, he took my hand, because that’s the kind of thing he does. And instantly, I got flustered. Residual anxiety. Remembrance of past battery. Enduring scars. Even though I know I’m hardly likely to get my head kicked in by the salad bar, PDAs can still make me nervous. And then he said, gentle as anything, and I’m not going to do the accent… “If there’s a gay kid in here with his folks, frightened that he’s a freak, don’t you think that it might give him hope, seeing two guys wandering around, being themselves, getting their groceries, like everyone else?” If happiness is a place… it’s the biscuit aisle in Sainsbury’s. And anywhere else I am with him.
This is from the eight-part monologue series Queers. It is part of the Gay Britannia season on the BBC commemorating the fifty-year anniversary of the partial decriminalisation of homosexually in the UK, and it’s absolutely incredible.