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Internet socialists always talk about the things they think they should get for free, they never talk about the labor they themselves will provide for free.

emmaubler

On the rare occasion they do, it's always hobby-related, like "yoga teacher" or "commune muralist." Which implies a lot of confidence in the belief that someone else's passion job will be "lithium miner" or "sewage plant worker."

guerrillatech

burnitalldowndarling

Uh, a lot of what’s missing is “because grandpa was a despised minority like Jews or rroma” or “because grandpa spoke out against the regime” or “because grandpa was an artist or intellectual and therefore a threat to those in power”. Yeah, sometimes grandpa was a rich capitalist, but let’s get real: most of the wealthy capitalists had enough money to get out of dodge. They lived. The ones who stayed and died were too poor to run.

iamthetruenhaz

“yOuR gRanDpA pRoBaBlY oWnEd a cAsTlE“

Yeah, first of all there is one castle in my country which has been public property since forever, and second of all, “rich bourgeouis and therefore an enemy of the people to have his property taken at gunpoint and be sentenced in absentia to a mass grave or death camp” was a title awarded to anyone who had a small shop or a cow, i. e. what you pampered pumpkin spice latte asses call “owning the means of production”.

noblepeasant

The Khmer Rogue butchered a quarter of the population of Cambodia, but I guess 25% of Cambodia was just rich landowners, right?

iamthetruenhaz

Hey, if you can afford glasses, you can afford land.

da-boy-o-kultur

My great-grandpa was almost killed for the grand crime of owning a couple hectares of farm land he was working with his family. The only reason he survived? He was working in the forge when the commie scum came to put a bullet in his head and was dirty. They laughed that he can’t be a land owner and walked away.

alamuts-lair-of-madness

As a “funny” historical side note: the reason, why the Polish writer Gustaw Herling-Grudziński (1919-2000), a Jew btw., was sentenced to five years of gulag after being arrested by the NKVD, was because the prosecutor accused him of being a relative of Hermann Göring, the Field Marshal of the German Air Force.

Because you know, “Herling” sounds kinda like “Göring”, so it’s logical, that a Polish Jew must be a relative of one of the most important people in the Third Reich, right?

And that ladies and gentlemen is the level of quality justice, that you can expect from any Communist court.

seriousfic

Aren’t these dumbasses against the death penalty? How can you not want to kill someone that’s raped and murdered people, but you’re fine with the government killing anyone that’s rich, or well-off, or comfortably middle-class?

noblepeasant

Because their idea of justice isn’t based on what you’ve done, but who you are. A “bourgeois” state killing people is bad not because killing is bad, but because it is a “bourgeois” state doing the killing.

leseigneurdufeu

“my grampa/great-uncle was killed by the communists” lol he was a rich capitalist then?

no, he was a penniless student in Kiev that died first during the Holomodor because he couldn’t afford food.

no, he was a beggar in Berlin that took a bullet for staying too close from the Berlin Wall.

no, he was just the cousin of a guy who had managed to go through the border and they wanted to get informations and make an example.

no, he was a shop employee in Moscow who ran out of paper during an order and took a piece of newspaper to write the rest, but wrote “two boxes of soap” in a picture of Staline and was sentenced to death for blasphemy.

no, he was actually one of their own soldiers but he refused to kill a farmer just because the guy didn’t want to forfeit his only cow to the kolkhoze.

no, he was a former prisonner of war who came back home to Cracow to discover his family had been murdered, and he was arrested the next day because he shouldn’t have trespassed in his own house that was now property of the government.

no, his name just sounded german.

no, he was christian.

no, he was jewish.

no, he was roma.

no, he existed.

disgruntled-foreign-patriarch

inherently evil

undertherosary

always thinking about the monastic life ♡

connorwyndham

SLEEPING BEAUTY (1959)

k-wame

the vatican coming out with an infographic version oh they're serious

ottermatopoeia

I honestly feel like the proliferation of LED headlights was the canary in the coalmine for the general attitude we see in the political climate these days and i'm not even remotely kidding

ottermatopoeia

Very much in line with the attitude of "this choice will marginally improve the way I move through the world and make everyone else's experience SIGNIFICANTLY worse, but I don't really care, based simply on the fact that I am allowed to do it and there's nothing they can or will do to stop me" ya feel me?

geopsych

Bells and bird song: 8:00 am in the woods this morning

#ok but this is the only type of noise we should have #society would be so much better if we had bird song and church bells filling the air

psalms-and-spells

Art with Jesus having the kindest eyes and the scruffiest beard gets me every time. Like he purposefully didn’t look ‘holy’ or ‘regal’ he was your neighbor. He was your carpenter.

patron-saint-of-lesbeans

Yay an excuse to share my favorite paintings by Henryk Hector Siemiradzki!

hamletthedane

I don’t quite go here (not a Christian in the traditional sense) so pardon me for intruding, but I do also love this theme in art. Here are a few of my favorites:

Rembrandt’s Faces of Christ series (circa 1640s-1650s)

Woman, Why Weepest Thou? (circa 1890), by Fritz von Uhde

Christ and the Samaritan Woman at the Well (1605) by Lavinia Fontana

Christ on the Mount of Olives (1919) by Gyula Benczúr

And then of course everything the Eastern European and Russian artists were doing with Christ depictions in the late 19th century was insane:

Christ in the Desert (1872) by Ivan Kramskoi

What is Truth? Christ and Pilate (1890) by Nikolai Ge

Christ in the Garden aka Christ on the Mount of Olives (1878), by Vasily Perov

Head of Christ (circa 1880), by Leon Wyczółkowski

in-echoes-forever

abyssaldyke

It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.

#this made my day #i laughed so hard reading this