Pyramid of White Supremacy
In a pyramid, every brick depends on the ones below it for support. If the bricks at the bottom are removed, the whole structure comes tumbling down.
Source: Adapted from Ellen Tuzzolo and Safehouse Progressive Alliance for Nonviolence’s diagram
"Like the notoriously short cycles of financial markets and digital media, the contemporary public sphere spasmodically convulses without ever crystallizing into durable infrastructure.
Hyperpolitics would be unthinkable without a particular set of social preconditions. Sociologically, it is rooted in a society in which exit options abound and citizens find it easy to move from one institution to another. Just as employment has become more precarious in the postindustrial era, abandoning a family, a relationship, a party, or a circle of friends is a much less demanding process than it was in Weber's time. Temporally, such ease of exit produces a society in which all dimensions of life are subject to short-term logics; friendships, marriages, jobs and political commitments are compressed into ever-shorter time frames.
The life-worlds of the online are the primary environment for this sort of de-institutionalized, impermanent engagement, offering repertoires of social expression that require little to no long-term obligation."
—Anton Jäger, Hyperpolitics
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hey folks, please help my longtime bestie and comrade with their economic needs! the "social democratic" state they live under has been deciding some absolutely ableist and cruel things in a wavering, waffling tug-of-war about whether sick leave, regular welfare or disability is "appropriate" or whether being forced to work while disabled is "appropriate" and in a decision limbo on the state's end is not paying for living costs that are desperately needed bc of some absolutely ASS assessments that, if they're corrected at all, will take longer than the need for those funds which are much more immediate and urgent
please share this even if you can't chuck a buck or two! but if you CAN chuck a buck or two, please do! it would be very much appreciated as they need to make up 450 euros in a very short amount of time, so even if you can't chuck one dollar/euro/etc of a few hundred people chucking one dollar/euro/etc, maybe a few of your followers can!
just sharing this again because this has been punted down the road by supposedly "Social Democrat Welfare State" ass bureaucrats squinting at whether they are Disabled Enough after years out of work due to disability lol
so while they were able to make up some amount of rent and bills by selling things and donations for July 2026, now August 2026 amounts are looking to not be fully covered either as this process drags on, and there is now around a 550 euro need for August, so please share and reblog even if you can't donate, the more eyes on this the better since a thousand pairs of eyes on this who are able to donate even a single euro would pay for their need and give them a buffer for groceries and other needs, so don't underestimate your reach and that of your mutuals/followers! chuck a buck if you can, but please share even if you can't!
Bill Murray and Gilda Radner, New York City Uncredited and Undated Photograph
“Gilda got married and went away. None of us saw her anymore. There was one good thing: Laraine had a party one night, a great party at her house. And I ended up being the disk jockey. She just had forty-fives, and not that many, so you really had to work the music end of it. There was a collection of like the funniest people in the world at this party. Somehow Sam Kinison sticks in my brain. The whole Monty Python group was there, most of us from the show, a lot of other funny people, and Gilda. Gilda showed up and she’d already had cancer and gone into remission and then had it again, I guess. Anyway she was slim. We hadn’t seen her in a long time. And she started doing, “I’ve got to go,” and she was just going to leave, and I was like, “Going to leave?” It felt like she was going to really leave forever.
So we started carrying her around, in a way that we could only do with her. We carried her up and down the stairs, around the house, repeatedly, for a long time, until I was exhausted. Then Danny did it for a while. Then I did it again. We just kept carrying her; we did it in teams. We kept carrying her around, but like upside down, every which way—over your shoulder and under your arm, carrying her like luggage. And that went on for more than an hour—maybe an hour and a half—just carrying her around and saying, “She’s leaving! This could be it! Now come on, this could be the last time we see her. Gilda’s leaving, and remember that she was very sick—hello?”
We worked all aspects of it, but it started with just, “She’s leaving, I don’t know if you’ve said good-bye to her.” And we said good-bye to the same people ten, twenty times, you know.
And because these people were really funny, every person we’d drag her up to would just do like five minutes on her, with Gilda upside down in this sort of tortured position, which she absolutely loved. She was laughing so hard we could have lost her right then and there.
It was just one of the best parties I’ve ever been to in my life. I’ll always remember it. It was the last time I saw her.” Bill Murray
…psychiatry assumes that society does not cause distress in biologically normal people, who are considered biologically normal at least in part because they are economically productive. This assumption permits the conclusion that if a person is distressed to the point of unproductivity, it is because that person—not society—is abnormal. Thus, psychiatry’s commitment to biological essentialism not only masks the role of the constructed sociopolitical environment in creating distress but depoliticizes it by characterizing that allegedly irrational distress as induced by biological abnormality.
– Kiera Lyons, “The Neurodiversity Paradigm and Abolition of Psychiatric Incarceration” (2023)
Forty years after Edward Said demanded ‘permission to narrate’, the truth from Palestine has never been more widely known. And yet the annih
What accumulated across generations of Palestinian intellectuals was a structure of feeling that I would call exhausted vigilance. Not despair; despair would have been simple. This was the permanent, draining alertness of those who must translate themselves into a language designed not to recognise their words.
Entering the Western public square required that you suppress your own grief and fury. Palestinian suffering was admissible only when abstracted from its own content – drained of the names of villages, the mechanics of land seizure, the grammar of permit and curfew and demolition order – and repackaged in the universalist idiom of human rights, the vocabulary of the very order that had sanctioned the dispossession in the first place.
To show too much of the actual thing was to be dismissed as irrational, partisan, too emotional to be heard. Composure was the condition of entry. And composure, sustained indefinitely in the face of an ongoing catastrophe, produces its own specific damage: it slowly erodes your capacity to speak from within the Palestinian experience.
What made this condition distinctive was that there was no escaping it; there was no way to make yourself heard. An intellectual labouring over an argument already knew, before speaking, that the institutional defences were firmly in place. If your words were not met with deliberate indifference, they faced the strategic distortion that rendered historical catastrophe as “a complex, two-sided situation”.
Palestinian meaning was intercepted before it could land. Grief was required to perform continuously before an audience immunised against its claims. Cruellest of all was not the hostility – hostility can be opposed – but the expectation of gratitude. Access to the Western public square was treated as a gift, shadowing the expression of Palestinian experience with the implicit debt of being permitted to speak at all.
Measured against that long history, the current moment marks a profound shift in how Palestinian speech is received. Across much of the West, being pro-Palestine has become the common sense of a generation: the default orientation for students, cultural workers and the youthful intelligentsia of Europe and North America.
The permission to narrate, so long withheld, has in certain respects been granted: Palestinians now write for major publications; documentaries circulate without suppression. Academic studies have built a substantial field. The Palestinian narrative has been codified, affirmed by Israel’s own historical archives, and validated by the very institutions that once policed its admissibility. Never have we been more visible, more legible or more present in the discourse of the world.
And yet. And yet the annihilation continues. The genocide is ongoing, prosecuted with the full material and diplomatic support of Western states where public opinion has nominally shifted away from unwavering support for Israel. Settler violence across the West Bank accelerates with total impunity, administered in daylight, documented in real time, and met with statements of concern from capitals that simultaneously approve the weapons transfers. European leaders pose for photographs with Israeli war criminals. The narrative has been won, one might say. The argument has been accepted and confirmed. And very little – almost nothing that matters – has changed.
Two years on, this grotesque convergence – total narrative victory coexisting with the unhindered erasure of Palestinian life – reveals that the issue was never a lack of facts or a failure of empathy. The reality of Palestine induces a special form of disavowal, because its implications threaten too much of what the West believes about itself. To truly accept what is happening in Palestine requires acknowledging that the international order is a fiction, and that Western prosperity remains tethered to a brutal, selective inhumanity. Confronted with a truth that would shatter their own moral and ideological self-conception, Western liberals retreat into moral paralysis: they validate the trauma and permit the genocide to continue anyway.
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