To the anon that just had the message for me to work on my novel: thank you. I can’t begin to express that fact that it wasn’t the money that made me cry like this, it was the fact that you appreciate my writing enough to want to see it for my original story.
I was willing to let the “we must secure” headline go as an accident. Maybe. It’s horribly tone deaf, and possible that it wasn’t checked, and I could conceivably believe that it was an accidental co-incidence that happened while writing a statement that was already pretty racist and idiotic… Maybe. Like, a 1 in 5 chance that it wasn’t deliberate…
But that “fewer than 13 out of every 88″ ? Fuck no that wasn’t an accident. That’s not possible. Whoever wrote that statement is a full on Nazi planting a dogwhistle to his buddies.
No one uses 88 as a basis. “fewer than 13″ ? You could just about 1 in 8. Or give a percentage. Or give a number out of a hundred ffs… But no, you use 13/88. Why? Because 14/88 is too obvious. but 13/88 is close enough, so that when you punch it in to your browser to see what % that is, you get https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fourteen_Words as the top hit.
This. Is. Insane.
Of lesser insanity is the insane math they use as justification. “U.S. Customs and Border Protection (CBP) apprehends over 1,100 people a day crossing the border illegally. The Department of Homeland Security (DHS) refuses entry to 7 known or suspected terrorists every day, 50 every week, and 2,500 every year.”
If they are known terrorists, shouldn’t you maybe, I don’t know… Arrest them? No? Why not? Because they’re ALL “suspected” terrorists, by which you mean you think maybe they might know someone in a gang? And a whopping 0.5%. Wow. So scary. So much higher than the average in the American public… Oh wait, it’s not? It’s lower? Much, MUCH lower? So Shocked!
Great points.
That “out of 88″ was what tipped it for me, then I looked back at the “We Must Secure…” statement, and noticed it was 14 words too. These aren’t accidents, or coincidences.
This is clear signalling to their white supremacist supporters, letting them know they support them.
nazis have taken over the government. God help us all.
I am way beyond the point of calling things by their proper name. The republic has been entirely hijacked in the name of white supremacy and the remaking of the nation into a white ethnostate. This is no democracy. November, come what may, is too far away and will effect too little change to stop the machinery.
This fucking site: hey net neutrality is about to die :((( please help us :(((( boost and rb everything you see even if you’re not American :((((((((( we’ll have no wifi :(((((( we need you!!!! :((((
Non-Americans: okay
Non-Americans: hey greece is basically on fire, 150 people are wounded, 53 are killed and our nature is being destroyed. we’re suspecting arson. can you please reblog some posts and help spread awareness?
This fucking site:
Allow me to elaborate on how bad things are here. 7 places are burning at the same time while in Μάτι and Κίνετα the fire not only burned trees but because off the strong winds(80 kilometes per hour) it burned houses, it burned people. Firefighters and volunteers do whatever they can with the little gear they have as always because why on earth would the goverment give money to firefighting vechiles, canadairs and literally anything else that could be useful in this country when we know that every summer someone wants to burn forests so they can build whatever they want. Anyways, people started running away once some firefighters managed to warn them to evacute ( something that others should have done because these people have to keep working so they can prevent the fore from doing anymore damage ). People started running to get to the beach which was their only hope, unfortunately some people with their families were trapped once the fire circurled the area around them leaving them with the only thing to do, wait for their end. Charred bodies were found locked in embrace the next day. Now the people who reached the beach had to wait there so they could be transferred from there to the port of Ραφήνα. Here’s a photo :
The deaths are officially at 79 by the most recent official announcement. Places like Mati, Kineta, Chania, Neos Boutsas and more are being burned to the core.
Minimum help is being given by neighboring countries. Officially 2 aircrafts from Italy and 2 from Cuprus whipe some are expected from Romania, Hungary, Spain.
There are abouy 31 people registred as missing in a web site while that doesnt mean those are all the people missing.
If you know people you know or suspect are missing call 199, the fire department.
If you are looking for someone missing don’t call hospitals, call 199, the fire department.
People got burned alive in their cars, in their homes.
Cars are literally melted by the fires.
The victims include children, thankfully the ones that survived are shocked, of course, but safe and in the hospital. The number of kids in the hospital ‘Παίδον’ (Pedon) in Athens is 11; 12 exited yesterday, and the kids left are expected to leave today.
The suspicion of the fires falls on arson. It something that Greece has suffered from a lot throughout the years. Yet we are never prepared for most of our problems whether it has to do with natural causes or not.
The situation is horrible. If you can’t help anyway else, reblog to spread awareness on the matter!
Honestly this is so much more helpful than my vent post (which I didn’t expect to blow up the way it did). If y’all are gonna boost something, boost this instead.
Well, the time has come that I need some help. As some of you know, I’m currently between jobs, with a job fair taking place tomorrow. Even if I’m hired tomorrow, though, my first paycheck will not be until September. I have to get a new driver’s license, register my car, and manage to feed myself until then with no job and no paycheck.
So, I’m opening up fic writing in exchange for a couple of coffees through ko-fi. (You can donate at ko-fi.com/findyouranchorpoint and there’s a button on my blog).
I will write FOR SURE in the MCU and Yuri on Ice fandoms. If you want something other than those two, please send me an ask. I might very well be able to write what you want, but I might need a refresher on the fandom.
So I moved out of my mom’s place on Saturday. The home I’d been living in, minus some time away at college, for 28 years. I was lucky enough to be able to take my cat with me, but as I get closer and closer to getting all my shit unpacked and put away, the realization that I’m well outside my comfort zone has sunk in.
And the stupid cat scratching thing did it. My baby sniffed it and was so thrilled to see it again that it just hit me that she’s the only living thing that I took with me when I moved. This is my first foray into the realm of independence, and you know the only thing that popped into my mind when the tears stopped?
Peter Parker: -on meeting Loki, offers his hand- Hi, I’m Peter!
Loki: -shakes his hand- Loki of Asgard.
Peter: Aren’t you like…a bad guy?
Loki: It varies from moment to moment.
Peter: So like…on a scale of one to ten, ten being the worst evil imaginable, like…killing puppies, and one being I’ll spit on your hotdog…where are you right now?
Loki: …maybe a three?
Peter: Cool. Lemme know if it gets above a six.
Loki: -thinking- I like him.
It had been a joke, a flippant line, but somehow, Loki found himself taking the youth up on it.
It was hard living around these heroic Avengers, hard trying to stay close to Thor. And when he felt his need for mischief rise too high, when he felt exasperation with these Midgardians turn too close to spite, he would casually say “Six.” to the young man, or sometimes “Seven.”
And Peter would spend the rest of his day with Loki. He would badger him with questions about magic, or drag him across his beloved city to see its entertainments, or take him along stopping petty crimes. He grounded Loki to the here and now, and distracted him from the churning, jagged shards of ice in his mind.
WE NEED LOKI AND PETER FICS
Stark’s brat had a system. It had been amusing, at first glance, especially when “killing puppies” was apparently a higher level of evil than trying to take over the world. It had risen and fallen – two, five, one. There were honestly good days.
It took some time before a truly bad day came up.
After a difficult battle, the Captain was being particularly sanctimonious, his team following suit. Even Stark made biting comments.
Loki could scream.
“Spider-man,” he said as calmly as he could. The young man glanced up, having been tying up some of their enemies a few yards away.
“Seven.”
“… okay, guys, I’m going to head out with Loki for the rest of the day. Don’t need us for debrief, yeah?”
“Sure,” Stark shrugged, glancing between the two of them oddly. Loki wasn’t entirely sure what the plan was. They went in civilian clothes to a small café.
“I wasn’t paying attention, so whatever was said, I don’t agree,” Peter began. “But that’s not what I’m here for. So. When you teleport, how does that work? Is it harder with longer distances? Or is knowledge of the place more helpful?” Loki blinked, but explained. It led to a discussion of magical theory. Peter (Loki still called him Parker aloud, but the child and even his young friends grew on him in time) was eager and curious, comparing what he knew from Strange and fantasy books to Loki’s knowledge. It was admittedly fascinating to see how many versions of sorcery humans had created by mere imagination. He was definitely amused by the elves and dwarves of Lord of the Rings.
Sometimes Peter tentatively asked about Strange and Maximoff, if they were doing similar things. Never if Loki was at an 8 or above though.
“Strange is like a child prodigy. He’s good, picks the practical parts up well. He even got the jump on me – but he has not had as much time to study as me. He’s a student where I am a master. Maximoff is incredibly powerful and incredibly lucky, but she does not have much training at all.” Sometimes conversation turned to music, animals, current events.
Peter was good. It was odd, how Loki became so sure of the fact so quickly.
After the conversations, often accompanied with food or a walk, he was always down to a 3 or so. Which made Peter an important person.
So the next time Peter was in trouble and the Avengers were indisposed, Loki was not the least bit surprised that he was not the only one ready to tear someone apart for the kid. Two men in red – one with horns, one with guns and swords – a young girl with cat-shaped blasters on her hands, and the Captain’s assassin friend. Loki curled his lips and muttered:
“For anyone that harms you? 10.”
IT GOT MORE SINCE THE LAST TIME I SAW IT AND IM IN LOVE
also, the fact we get Daredevil, Deadpool, Shuri, and James teaming up with Loki to protect Peter? I AM HERE FOR ALL THIS HELLS YES
(I thought I didn’t have anything to add but I do)
It was just after noon on a Saturday when Loki got a text from Peter, all it said was
‘8, I’m at home′
Peter had never used their number system for himself before.
Loki had promised the boy’s aunt he would not teleport into their home and while he’d had every intention of honouring that promise, this was definitely an exception.
When Loki materialized in Peter’s room, his friend was pacing, angry and red-faced. Loki had never seen Peter furious before.
Peter began shouting when he saw Loki, ‘Men are scum! Irredeemable, horrible, crappy, scummy scum!’
‘Thank you for telling me, Peter.’ Loki said, sitting down on Peter’s bed. ‘Any particular men inspiring this diatribe?’
Peter grabbed a pillow off his bed and screamed into it, ‘There’s a guy at Aunt May’s work who’s harassing her and she says I need to stay out of it and let Human Resources do their jobs and he’s a creep and he’s making May feel creeped out and… I don’t know what to do.’
Loki blinked. Of all the people Peter could have gone to, he had chose Loki.
‘Thank you, for telling me this. Although I’m not sure how I can be of help.’
Peter flopped down onto the bed next to Loki, ‘You’re my friend and you’re an adult. And I wasn’t sure who else to talk to.’
Loki flopped back next to Peter, it seemed appropriate. ‘If Human Resources doesn’t sort this out to your satisfaction, I can turn this person into a goat.’
Peter giggled, ‘An ugly, stupid goat?’
‘Any kind of goat you like,’ Loki replied.
this is suddenly the most important thing in the world and i want to personally hug everyone in this thread.
The Archery Range 