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The sisterhood by Anette Aurell, Dec 2001/Jan 2002, i-D

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“When a writer or producer approaches the Pentagon and asks for access to military assets to help make their film, they have to submit their script to the entertainment liaison offices for vetting. Ultimately, the man with the final say is Phil Strub, the Department of Defense’s (DOD) chief Hollywood liaison.

If there are characters, action or dialogue that the DOD don’t approve of then the film-maker has to make changes to accommodate the military’s demands. If they refuse then the Pentagon packs up its toys and goes home. To obtain full cooperation the producers have to sign contracts — Production Assistance Agreements — which lock them into using a military-approved version of the script.”

EXCLUSIVE: Documents expose how Hollywood promotes war on behalf of the Pentagon, CIA and NSA. 07/04/17.

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in case y’all forgot hollywood is a propaganda machine :-)

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If you think my blog sucks, you should see my decisions in life

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i am not a sex object. I exist for more than just sex.

So I’ve sort of reached my breaking point

my reckoning, if you will. Although steeped in privilege, my life’s been pretty shitty thus far. ive been raped, beaten, failed, shot down, and misunderstood at every turn. But outside of being “broody” hardly anyone knows how bad my mental state has gotten. I’m so sick of being broken. im sick of being shoved back into jersey and forced to live through my parents’ divorce. Im sick of people worrying about me. I’ve hit a wall with who i am.

yet I find myself consistently falling into the same habits. i smoke too much, I don’t sleep enough. I can only fall in love with people who are just as broken as me. and the relationships all end the same. quickly and both of us are worse off. and I dont want to keep hurting girls just because of my own issues, especially ones who’ve been through too much already. And if you’re reading this, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I had to be so selfish. I’m sorry I could never really connect. I’m sorry I’ve been so fucked up and so broken for so long that, despite all of your collective best efforts, the crux of me has hardly ever been grazed. I’m sorry I let you believe in a fantasy of me that was never gonna happen.

I don’t want to live my life shut down and closed off anymore, but I need to force myself to cry. I literally don’t know how. The walls that I’ve built hardly want to come down for myself. I’m so closed off lately. I don’t know how to communicate. I’ve always struggled with that. there’s so much going on in my head and i just want to let it out. let this be my first bullshit attempt. because I really don’t know what to do anymore. because deep breathing exercises dont bring down my heart rate, because i haven’t slept in a week. because I’m hardly eating. because i cant drag my ass out to get a job. because how can i work when I’m eating myself. im fucking paralyzed.

I’ve never wanted to kill myself, but life is getting to be a bit much

I’m 22 now and it’s time to redefine myself. im getting help, trying to reach out to friends, and have a plan to get the fuck out of this place where i have no future. but i just hope i can make it through the year.

#thank god only russian porn blogs follow me now