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THE OLD ARMY GAME (1943)
Director: Jack King
Story: Carl Barks, Jack Hannah
Animation: N/A
Release Date: November 5, 1943
TW: The mention of suicide.
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Out of all of the cartoons in the "Donald Duck Goes to War" saga, The Old Army Game has ALWAYS been my favorite. It has such a wonderful mix of slapstick, visual gags, morbid humor, actual drama, and even some good audio gags. I'd even go as far as to argue that this is one of Donald's best outings! Sadly, due to how dark it is, it probably will never be re-released nowadays. While it may be stuck in the Disney Vault, it's also stuck in my brain, so let's see what makes it such a good Donald Duck.
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Our story begins with Pete, depicted as the sergeant, inspecting the camp. He goes through the cabins, making sure all of the men are sleeping.
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Suddenly, he hears an odd snoring sound coming from one of them. He goes to check it, only to figure out everyone inside of it is just a dummy, including our "hero", Private Duck, and the snoring is coming from a broken record. Why... he's gone AWOL! Oh, that Donald, such a devilish little bastard!
Why, would you speak of the duck!
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In a clever visual gag, he sneaks back onto the base after fluffing up his tail and bringing his arms up in the air, making a silhouette of a rabbit. Clever little fella, ain't he?
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However, Pete knows that Donald is coming back, so he props himself onto Donald's bed, tricking the tired duck into using his arm as a pillow, providing us with some great expressions from both of them.
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Donald himself even states as he drifts off to sleep "Boy, we sure pulled one over on the sarge." Observant as ever, Donald!
However, Donald soon realizes that Pete is right there next to him, so he makes a run for it.
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As Pete chases him, he gets an idea, sliding into one of three randomly placed boxes outside.
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This is where the cartoon gets its name from as Donald begins spinning the boxes around, similar to the famous shell game. Pete keeps flipping the boxes, trying to find him.
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As Donald continues to slip the boxes around, Pete gives up the search, ragequitting by kicking the middle box over the fence while doing a Curly-like wince, not knowing that Donald is IN it. The sharp fence cuts it in half.
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Despite falling into the sand, covering his legs, Donald believes his legs have been CUT OFF by the fence. Just a classic little misunderstanding, right?
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Donald gets Pete to believe this as well, with both of them now teary-eyed, as Donald is in clinical depression and Pete believes he caused the accident to occur.
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Now, I know what you're thinking: Jeez, pretty dark, even for a 1940s Donald cartoon. And while that is true, it gets even MORE twisted. As Pete turns, still sobbing, Donald notices the gun in his pocket. He takes it as he points it against his temple, losing the will to live as he contemplates over whether or not he should do it. That's right. DONALD DUCK IS CONTEMPLATING WHETHER OR NOT HE SHOULD COMMIT SUICIDE. Just another fun Disney cartoon for kids, amirite?
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This one frame in particular has always haunted me, with him staring at the screen with his eyes squinted and his teeth showing, as I remember seeing it on a Youtube Thumbnail when I was REALLY little and it absolutely scared the piss outta me.
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Instead of trying to stop him, Pete simply nods as he sobs, telling Donald to "do it behind the bushes". As Donald nods, he crawls off, the gun still pointed at his head. It is that this moment Pete realizes that Donald STILL has his legs, and has been bluffing this entire time. This leads to a hilarious visual of Donald crawling off in absolute distraught, complete with dramatic music accompanying it.
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As Pete plucks one of Donald's tailfeathers, Donald realizes that his legs are still there! Hooray! Now all of his troubles are over!
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Aren't you glad that he's safe, Sergeant Pete? Clearly not, as we get a great visual gag of his eyes turning into literal daggers as they clash against each other. Looks like Donald would be a dead duck either way.
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As the two chase off into the night, they come across a sign, saying "National Speed Limit: 35 Miles". Well, they HAVE to follow it! And so the cartoon ends, with Donald and Pete running in slow motion off into the moon. (This also provides a neat little gag where as the music flares up, the drums sound off exactly whenever Pete's feet hit the ground.) The old army game indeed.
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All in all, The Old Army Game is an INCREDIBLE cartoon, perfectly mixing comedy with a bit of psychological horror. The voice talents provided by Clarence Nash and Billy Bletcher greatly compliment the amazing expressions. Not to mention the beautiful, picturesque backgrounds, which provide a nice little contrast compared to all the chaos that they're near. While I doubt it'll ever happen, a full on Donald in the Army DVD/Blu-ray collection similar to the Private Snafu one would be incredible, of course with a disclaimer for the depictions of the Japanese present in Commando Duck. You can view this cartoon here!
Oh, and an extra note: All of the gifs used in this review are provided by adventurelandia.tumblr.com. Go check them out!
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Sora’s stupid but well-meaning cartoon brothers/dads/uncles: don’t be sad :) always stay positive
Sora young and impressionable: I will never let you see me sad again or talk about it with you ever, heroes are always cheerful and you don’t wanna hang out with me if I’m not, my sadness is an inconvenience to everyone, got it, I am internalizing this forever
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dandyfelines · 8 months
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Donro University AU (wip)
A late submission for Day 6: AU of @donro-week
It's only half-finished and not beta-read but, well, it's a University AU with a little bit of a spin on Donald and Gyro's personalities.
Gyro Gearloose prided himself on his ability to solve nearly any problem. He was the self-proclaimed inventor of almost anything. Throughout school, he made little gadgets for his classmates; some of his favourites were a device that perfectly steadied a compass, a machine that restored soggy lunchbox food to a fresh state, and a hyper-accurate paper ball flinger to get back at an irritating bully. In academia, he excelled, and people came to him for help working out a puzzling formula. 
In his pursuit of heightening the limits of his inventions, he found an enriching opportunity in engineering research at Duckburg University. Prominent minds such as Professor Ludwig von Drake would be amongst his co-workers if he researched there, so in a short matter of time he created a research proposal that they couldn't refuse.
Under one condition. He had to teach a class.
He had never taught before, but he was good at helping people. Surely, teaching was simply an extended version of that. He would craft the parts and tinker with the variables necessary to create a functional, informative curriculum.
He covered every detail the textbook required of him, and more. He stayed up watching the lectures of Professor Ludwig von Drake and took notes on how to improve upon his lessons.
Yet, in spite of overwhelming evidence, a good scientist knew to qualify his statements carefully: Gyro Gearloose, the inventor of almost anything. 
He read the emails from his students and, he wouldn’t admit it, a review on an anonymous professor rating website. They could be summarised into two types of feedback:
“Lectures confusing” “Professor Gearloose is a brilliant inventor, but cannot teach to save his life.”
Gyro Gearloose’s tall, lanky figure slunk into his chair. His body sagged down like a sack of potatoes.  
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"... So if you just report the results of your test in this format,  you can use the data to formulate your own hypothesis."
The young moorhen sitting across from him stroked her red beak. "Oh, I see now. I guess I misunderstood the instructions. But… how do I know which theories to apply?"
"You have to think about it on your own! If you run the tests again, it will make sense."
"Hm, alright. I have to go, Professor. Thanks for your time."
"Of course, if you need help again, just use my office hours." Gyro sighed. Milly was a hard-worker who did well in most courses, but she was the worst performing student in his class. Her understanding of math wasn't bad, so Gyro did not know how to help her. All of his students had potential to be clever thinkers, but they were befuddled in his classroom.
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Gyro’s mind worked at high speed. They possessed his hands. Out tumbled the numbers and theorems through furious scratching of chalk. The board was all his to fill. 
Knock-knock. 
The chalk came to a halt. A synapse was snapped. Gyro bemoaned the lost train of thought, but he hollered, “Come in!”
“Sorry, is now a good time?” That voice belonged to the receptionist of student services.
“What do you need?” Gyro set down the chalk.
A familiar duck’s face peered through the crack of the door. He had white fluffy feathers, and stray ones curled on his forehead and tail. He wore his usual outfit, a sweater vest and a puffy red bowtie. Donald stepped into his room, slow and deliberate. 
"Well, I have another request from one of your students. They said this new lecture covered content not in the textbook, so they want you to share some additional reading on that topic."
"Yeah, I received about twenty emails this morning telling me the same." Gyro sighed. 
"Right. And I wanted to ask for your permission to form an official study support session for your class. If that's ok, I'll go ahead and organise it."
Gyro clutched onto the edge of the desk and frowned. Then, he took a deep breath. "No. That's not quite what I had in mind. No, I ought to be in charge of this problem." He tapped a finger on his chin. "I know they find it confusing, but it's my job as their professor to guide them. Maybe I just need to invent a device that simplifies my speech, or I could make a script generator that factors in what students need in a lesson… "
Donald stepped backwards. He took out a notebook from his pocket and flipped through a few pages. "Well… if you're sure you can help them before midterm, I suppose..."
Gyro nodded. "I'm sure I can solve this. You'll see."
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Two weeks later, time allocated to his office hours dwarfed his research progress. A barrage of emails from confused students flooded his inbox. The negative reviews on that website only increased. 
"I just don't understand. I tried to use a script with simplified language instead of improvising on the spot, but they are still confused." Gyro bit into his sandwich.
Sitting across from him, Ludwig von Drake scratched his head. "Hm, sounds like a tricky class. Have you tried to give quizzes? See what they do and don't know."
"Of course I have, and I reviewed the problem areas they had trouble with. But then when it comes to new content, the problem arises again! I just can't figure out what is causing it. It takes too much time away from my research to create a new review session every week."
"Well, perhaps you could get some advice from my nephew. You know, he could probably find you since good resources."
Gyro blinked. "Nephew? How can he help?"
"Why, he's a whiz at finding information on just about any topic. You've seen it for yourself, surely."
"Just to be clear, your nephew is–"
“Oh, hiya Gyro! And Uncle Ludwig!” Donald pranced over to their table, using a single hand to carry a tray above his head.
Gyro grimaced as some soup splashed on his wrist when Donald slammed the tray down.
"Ah, there he is!" Ludwig beamed at Donald, who was now scraping a nearby chair across the floor to make a table for three.
"Hope it's fine if I join you!" Donald picked up a spoon.
"You've already made yourself welcome," Gyro commented.
Ludwig turned to his nephew and directed his attention to Gyro with a flat palm. "Say, Donald. Gyro here has a problem with making clear lectures. Do you know of anything he can use to improve?"
He tapped his beak with the spoon. "Well, there's a website I like to refer to for teaching methods. And I must have an old textbook in my office on basic pedagogy." Donald looked at Gyro. "What are you teaching right now?"
“Newtonian mechanics!” Gyro grumbled. “The textbook teaches it even though it is an outdated system!”
Donald hummed. “Well… most subjects are like that. The introductory level is simplified for a reason, you know.”
Gyro shook his head. “But I’m sure these students will be able to learn much better if they start with the concepts that account for our modern understanding the best.”
“Surely that's not how you started learning engineering?”
"I didn't need the school system to teach me that."
"I see… well, in any case I can find a resource to help you teach. If you apply these concepts to your class, I'm sure their testing scores will improve."
"Oh, that's not necessary."
Donald held up a hand to silence him. "I insist! My main work is student support, but I've been known to help staff too."
Gyro tapped his fingers against the table. "You don't understand. I'm trying to set these students up to have an investigative approach to inventing. Build important research skills, figure out how systems interact through observation. I don't need help teaching the material or upping test scores. It's about getting them to think more critically."
Donald shrunk into the seat. "I can still send you some resources."
Ludwig looked between the two of them. "Goodness, I’ll leave you two to sort this out.”
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Gyro looked at the results of the tests. They were lower than he expected, and the most commonly missed questions were from material he had covered in his lectures twice. Then he came across Milly’s test. Apprehensively, he graded it, checking through the questions. There was a marked increase in depth and comprehension to her short form responses. She had compared the similarities and overlap between two different principles and speculated on the potential ways these could be applied in practice. Pleased, Gyro wrote her grade down. It still wasn't at the level he'd expect, but for this student, it was a great improvement. 
Though, as one who made a living of research and experiments, a question tugged at his curiosity. Why did she perform well on this test? He hadn’t changed anything in his teaching for the previous lectures. The test itself was formatted and questions selected exactly as the mock exam was, so it couldn't be that, either. 
Gyro decided to ask her. He could use that knowledge to help the other students succeed.
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 “Professor, thanks again for explaining this to me.” Milly slid the textbook in her backpack.
“Of course. Seems like you’re getting a better grasp of things!”
“I figured out a study method that works for me,” she said.
This was what he wanted to know. “Could you tell me what you changed in your studying approach?”
Milly zipped her bag as she spoke, “It wasn’t really me, but I went to the student support services and they showed me different studying tips and methods.”
That had his attention. “...I see. Well, it seems to be working for you, so you’re on the right path. I’ll see you next week.” 
“See you, Professor.” She exited his office.
Gyro turned around to his computer and stared at the emails from Donald he had left unopened.
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What was Donald doing right that he couldn’t grasp? The thought drove him mad. It also drove him to be sitting as an observer for “Research Literacy,” watching Donald Duck give a presentation.
“Good afternoon! Now, raise your hand if you’ve written an essay with sources mostly taken from Wikipedia’s citations…”
The workshop had him floored. He was drawn in by Donald’s simple, yet engaging language. Gyro knew how to research, he had made a living of it, after all, but Donald managed to keep his interest throughout the entire workshop with a unique analogy or a silly joke.
Plus, it was just as interactive as he’d like to make his classes. Donald had asked the students to form groups and put the concepts to practice by giving them a random topic that they had to find five sources for. They were presented hypothetical, believable problems of when the literature for a topic was lacking or when a potential source was inaccessible, and he had guided the students to their own original solutions. Gyro was merely an observer, but he wished he could have partaken in the class activities and discussions. He was confined to the back, but he imagined the responses he would give in the group discussions, and the personal experiences he could share.
What wealth of knowledge did that duck have? He knew now that this was an opportunity he had once made the mistake of rejecting. When the students chattering faded dispersed from the class and joined the hallway, he made his move. Donald was still unplugging his laptop from the socket.
Gyro bolted towards Donald with a wild urgency. “You!"
"Me!" Donald exclaimed, pointing at himself.
 Why didn’t you tell me before?!” he gasped between pants.
Donald tilted his head ever so slightly. “Tell you what?”
Gyro frowned. Did he have to spell it out to him? “You are good at teaching! Tell me your ways!”
At that, Donald’s bubbly demeanor dropped into something more serious. “Look, Gyro… I’m not a teacher. And the kind of content you teach in your lectures is leagues beyond what I can help you with.”
“B-but– I..”
With a guarded attitude, Donald picked up his planner and leafed through a few pages. “I’m sure there’s a workshop I can find for you to help you with your problem,” he spoke with an unusual air of distant professionalism.
"No, can't you see? It has to be you," Gyro said desperately. “I… am sorry for ignoring your advice earlier.”
Donald was moved by that. "You're sure you want me?"
Gyro nodded fiercely.
"Well, okay. Fine. Let's meet during lunch?"
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Amidst the cafeteria’s droning conversations composed of students and staff alike, Gyro and his coach sat in a high-seated table for two by the windows across the salad bar. 
Donald was reading his lecture notes in silence. With nothing else to do, Gyro noticed how the dust particles floating in the air took up the appearance of sparkles in the sunlight. They drifted around Donald, whose feathers shone a golden trim around his silhouette. It was because of the waterproof oil, he knew, but the sight was serene.
Then, their gazes connected. Gyro inhaled sharply, and he thought he saw Donald’s eyes widen. In a blink, the lecture papers were returned to his possession. 
“The first thing that stood out to me is the timing of these activities. I’m not sure they will be finished as quickly as you think.”
“But I need them. If I lengthened one, there wouldn’t be enough time for the others,” Gyro argued.
Donald crossed his arms. “Right, ok. Do you need to cover all this material?”
“Of course I do. I am not cutting anything out.”
He sighed. “Then, we still need to make modifications. Let’s go back to the basics. What do you want your students to accomplish by the end of the lecture? It’s really important to set a learning objective.”
“On that thought, I should have the students write down these learning objectives at the end of my presentation.” Gyro noted his idea down, then he addressed him. “I see your point. Instead of disparate activities on each individual concept, perhaps I can have them analyse an experiment through guided discussions. This allows them to see it in application and discover them independently.”
“It’s not a bad idea, actually. That’s an inductive learning approach.” Donald looked him up and down. “Now that I think about it, it really suits your style.”
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The second time they met, they shared lunch in Gyro's office.
Gyro paced back and forth, hand on his forehead. “I've tried everything I thought of! Prepared notes, giving examples, slowing my pace… but they still think my lectures are confusing.”
Donald, who had been eating and watching him pace, set down his sandwich. “I watched your lecture recordings last night. Here's what I think. First, you are trying to define an inertial frame using concepts they don’t understand yet. They don’t need to know about how it relates to absolute space-time and the Theory of Relativity at this stage. This is an introductory level class.”
“Right… so you're saying I should simplify even more. But how?” He pulled out the chair and sat down.
“Let me try. This is on Newtonian mechanics?” Donald cleared his throat. “Newtonian mechanics applies Newton’s Laws of Motion to a system of objects. Raise your hand if you know of Newton’s Laws of Motion.” 
Gyro reluctantly raised his hand after a long stare from Donald.
“Good! Now, does anybody remember the three laws?” He paused, then spoke in a more casual voice, “Then you go through them, one by one. Including the formulae.” 
He mimed a screen projector by outlining a rectangle in the air and pointed at imaginary examples within it. Continuing the demonstration, his voice picked up in volume and authority once again. “Let’s look at the formulae. As long as no force is acting on it, what do you notice about the velocity?”
“And here, you use the formulae to show that velocity is absolute, just as the law of inertia states. The students should be able to work it out themselves without you telling them directly. Then, ta-da! This is called an inertial frame of reference.”
“After that, you define ‘frame of reference,’” Donald spoke in his normal voice. “You can use an example, such as… if you’re standing on a high-speed train, then from your frame of reference, you aren’t moving. But to someone on the ground, you are moving quite fast,” he said. “Something like that. My high school physics knowledge is failing me right now.”
Gyro stared at him in awe. “That was… simple. It's exactly what I need.”
Donald combed a hand through his head feathers, tickled pink by the praise. "It's about accommodating for your audience," he said, "Not everyone thinks the same way. Some people have a harder time understanding complex, abstract concepts, so they need a more concrete base to work from."
Gyro nodded, and scribbled his words into a notepad.
Donald pointed a finger at him. "You are the expert. It's your job to know how to simplify it for these beginners."
"I thought I was simplifying. But I never thought to do it this way." He looked at Donald. “I never had an interest in teaching, I suppose. Did you take it as a degree?”
"Well, I've never completed university myself."
That grabbed Gyro's attention. "You didn't? Then how do you know about teaching?"
Donald shifted in his seat. "Ah, well. It was one of the many odd jobs I took back then. Tutor, substitute teacher, that thing." 
"And you just picked all of this up from experience?"
Donald shrugged. "Mostly. I studied a little bit, but that kind of stuff is not my strong suit."
Gyro looked at him with surprise. "Then, perhaps, we have more in common than I thought."
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gorillaxyz · 27 days
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"ID JUST AS WELL BE IN A CONCENTRATION CAMP" IS INSANE
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allpromarlo · 2 years
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aaron donald woke up this morning and decided swinging on some poor 5th stringer from the bengals was the most effective way to spend his day
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saywhat-politics · 7 months
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A New York judge—unmoved by the incessant pleas from Donald Trump’s legal team to delay trial—made quick work of the former president’s last-minute request Tuesday night to push back his first big upcoming trial for bank and tax fraud. On Wednesday morning, Justice Arthur F. Engoron pulled out a pen and scribbled a nine-word remark at the bottom of the draft order that Trump’s lawyers wanted him to sign, rejecting it outright. “Decline to sign; Defendants’ arguments are completely without merit,” Engoron wrote, signing it with his trademark ligature “Æ.” The Trump family is now less than four weeks away from the start of a monumental civil trial in which AG Letitia James seeks to siphon at least $250 million away from the Trump Organization over accusations that it routinely inflated asset values and lied on official paperwork.
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thedocs-in · 21 days
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Cecil is the biggest menace to the doctors at the GDA
This man has nerve damage.
Also this has been sitting in my drafts since 2021. And I figured it's about time that I get it out.
Due to nearly dying and losing like 99% of his skin, he lost a lot of feeling.
Even though the medical technology at the GDA is top notch they weren't able to restore things fully.
Some days he might not even notice someone touching him.
And he very much has good days and bad days. Meaning he'll either feel nothing, or feel everything. With some days feeling like everything is turned up to 100.
This also applies to temperature, something will feel like it's not hot enough, or too hot, but this just depends on the day.
It's why he's nearly burned himself in the shower before.
Then there are common injuries like scrapes and small cuts that go completely unnoticed unless someone points them out or he notices them on his own several hours after the fact.
Bigger injuries are a different story. Depending on how deep it is, he might mistake it for a smaller injury.
This is why the doctors and medics in the GDA find him a menace, cause he will absolutely pass out at his desk due to an injury he didn't know he had. Or completely brushed off.
Which has happened a of couple times.
It usually ends up with Brit or Donald dragging him to a doctor.
To which they have to do anytime he has to go there for himself.
Being in the medical wing for others? Not a problem.
Being there for himself? It's like dragging a kid into the dentist office by their ankles.
Thankfully the staff know how to deal with him at this point.
His nerve damage is partly why he stopped going out into the field.
Though, it wasn't entirely by choice.
He's also one of those people that insists on others getting attention first.
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weeb-boy261 · 7 months
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🫀Doma HC'S🫀(⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)
X male!reader
🫀I Headcanon Doma is a fan of Donald Glover/Childish Gambino and his favorite songs would be Les and Heartbeat like I could just see him listening to Les and singing along with the song same for heartbeat
🫀I strongly believe that if you date Doma his followers would be jealous
🫀I also Headcanon Doma would use his Blood Demon Art(cryokinesis) take make things for you for example he could make a little Mimi version of himself for you
🫀Now I also get the vibe he would be cold to the touch because he does use his blood to use his blood demon art I just feel he would be pretty extremely cool to the touch
🫀And I do think he might have a little guilt because of what happened with inosuke's mother so I feel like he would probably tell you he is a demon an upper moon at that and if you're ok with him being a demon he would be happy but if you aren't fine with him being a demon he wouldn't kill you because you are a guy and he only kills women soo..you should be good
🫀Back to his followers being jealous I feel like Doma would tell them you are their other god and that they need to give you the same respect they give him and if they don't he kills them with no hesitation and no remorse
🫀Also last but not least I Headcanon Doma is bisexual but falls more on the men side and likes to date men he can dominate and make them submit to him but ever now and then before he met you he dated a few women he ended up killing
🫀 Doma is def a brat tamer I said what I said I stand by it you can't change my mind
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This was in my drafts for a while now (⁠。⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) I meant to post this when I was done with it but totally forget about it and that it even existed 😅😭
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naturalrights-retard · 2 months
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#10 - Dr. David Martin warns the next terror campaign on the world is already being planned.
#9 - Globalist talking head makes surprising comments about Donald Trump.
#8 - Major television network censors NFL star praising Jesus during post-game interview.
#7 - John Kerry snaps on reporter after being confronted on his climate hypocrisy.
#6 - Michelle Obama is angling to replace Joe Biden for president: report.
#5 - HIV tests are turning positive after COVID-19 “vaccination” and infection, nine studies report.
#4 - Ex-teacher upset with the term “groomer” gets sentenced to 17 years in prison for producing child porn.
#3 - NBC news admits ‘Deep State’ exists… to save us from Trump’s return.
#2 - Argentina President Javier Milei does the unspeakable and criticizes taxation at Davos 2024.
#1 - The CDC drafted an alert for myocarditis and COVID-19 “vaccines” but never sent it.
Plus, a message of hope from Dr. Tess Lawrie. (Watch)
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BONUS #1 - Cancer doctor suggests foods to eat — and not to eat.
BONUS #2 - The ‘next pandemic’: what you need to do to be ready.
BONUS #3 - Bison organs have some amazing health benefits that Big Pharma doesn’t want you to know about.
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tomorrowusa · 2 months
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Put Trump back in the White House and we'll see an all out war on the planet led by Republicans and the fossil fuel industry.
In the same interview with Sean Hannity when Trump said he'd be a dictator, he also promised that he would "drill, drill, drill".
His lust for fossil fuels only continues to grow.
Former President Donald Trump pulled the U.S. out of the Paris climate agreement, staffed his environmental agencies with fossil fuel lobbyists and claimed — against all scientific evidence — that the Earth’s rising temperatures will “ start getting cooler.” Expect a second Trump presidency to show less restraint. Trump’s campaign utterances, and the policy proposals being drafted by hundreds of his supporters, point to the likelihood that his return to the White House would bring an all-out war on climate science and policies — eclipsing even his first-term efforts that brought U.S. climate action to a virtual standstill. Those could include steps that aides shrank back from taking last time, such as meddling in the findings of federal climate reports. [ ... ] But as the GOP front-runner, he’s gone back to alleging that human-caused global warming is fake, is baselessly blaming whale deaths on wind turbines and said last month that if elected he would be a “ dictator for one day” — in part so he could “drill, drill, drill.” Meanwhile, many of his former staffers are building out a comprehensive plan to decimate both climate policy and regulations on fossil fuels. And Trump allies expect that the former president would fill his next administration with officials who are even more hostile to efforts to address global warming.
The people on the fringe who claim that both parties are alike seem like even bigger idiots with each passing day. Putzing around with third parties is like playing Russian roulette with a fully loaded revolver.
The only way to avert a disaster for democracy and a planetary catastrophe is to vote and Vote Democratic.
It's always easier to prevent a dictatorship than it is to end it once it's in power.
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satankilledmyghost · 12 days
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heey, i hope you are well. May I request a reader who's like a little sibling to the union boys? Maybe they saw the reader kick some ass in a street fight or something idk. Thank you!
anon, your brain is just- *grabs head n kisses brain*
i really let this sit here and age like a wheel of cheese 😭. little sibling reader has built a HOME in my brain and my drafts. i just think all the union heads collectively and silently agreeing that this one random ass kid is worth whatever tf happens to them and makes it their business to actually reach out to them in a humane-ish way is such a silly goofy thought.
i use "loved ones" to describe friends. this is a platonic setting, no romance.
warnings: gn reader but angled more towards fem, horribly described mentions of a totally badass fight scenes, swearing, mentions of injuries/blood
union’s "younger sibling" fighting
Today was your breaking point, you couldn't just not do anything anymore. You don't even understand how it started. Well, you do, but the reasoning behind her actions was elusive and probably imaginary. You had started a new school year and there was this girl in your new class. From day one, she had something against you.
Her pestering started off small. Snide, glossed over remarks that were so vague, you honestly thought that you were being self centered for thinking they were about you. But then there were the side glances, upturned noses, and bubble-gum blowing cherry lips spreading lies about you like there was no tomorrow.
Again, she started small so when your friends told you what they heard, you weren't too bothered. But you guessed that your lack of a reaction pissed her off even more. Rumors that you were poor and that you got into this public, low-level school on tuition help, turned into you slept with someone and then kissed another in an alleyway. Hell, one rumor that you supposedly murdered someone went around. But that could've been the one that you started in retaliation, who knows?
This girl was petty, and you tried to be the bigger person, but god was it fun to be petty back once you gave yourself a little bit of wiggle room. You taunted her at her own games, having fun leading her down another dead end once she thinks she's got some actual dirt on you.
If there's one thing all of your friends know about you, it's that you don't have any tolerance from anyone attacking your loved ones. ever. That's why, when you caught her talking shit about your best friend quite loudly while looking directly at you, you lost it.
Donald Na
He hadn’t been there to witness you lunging yourself at the girl and nearly ripping her scalp off, but your sour, pissy mood, and kingsley’s media report of someone posting the fight told donald everything he needed to know. Your face was impassable and your brows were furrowed as you sat on donald’s couch in the office. You weren’t in trouble with him, you were originally on your way over to his office, but it sure looked like he was about to bite your head off. “I heard that you had an eventful trip here, would you like to talk about it?” and then you’d spend the next hour ranting to donald all about this bitch and how you’ll kill her next time you see her. Donald just leans back in his chair smiling cause he’s so proud that you had your own lil street fight :)
Kingsley Kwan
It happened when you were with kingsley. You two had been out n about, mulling over what to do with kingsley's rare free time. It only took a millisecond for you to process what she had said and you were already chasing after her throwing out profanity's and insults. Unlucky for you, kingsley was with you and immediately tried to hold you back. You were spitting venom at this girl, who kingsley didn't even recognize, and struggling to get free. Kingsley had to physcially drag you away with the girl looking at you like you had rabies. You only calmed down when she was out of your sight and it took a whole 30 minutes to regulate yourself with kingsley's help. He asked you what the fuck that was. He'd never seen you so pissed off and ready to throw yourself at someone. You eventually gave in and told him about her, and when he asked why you hadn't fought her before and decided now, in public- where you could ruin your reputation- was the best time to do so. You had dumbly looked up at him, blinked, and said, "she talked shit about you," like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Kingsley had a weird, warm feeling for the rest of the day from knowing you'd put yourself in danger for something as stupid(in his opinion) as his reputation.
Jake Ji
This boy has NO idea how to react. Whether he should reprimand you or be somewhat proud, he couldn't decide. You had promised to meet up with him for some one-on-one time since you two haven't hung out in a while. He had just walked around the corner, expecting to see you waiting for him, but instead was the sight of you straddling this random girl, throwing insults and your fists in her face. He immediately ran over and pried you off of her. You were fighting him like a cat until you heard him say your name in your ear. You relaxed enough for Jake to let you go, and stepped back so you could look at him and the girl. She was still lying on the ground, holding her face with one hand, sitting up with the other, and staring wide-eyed at you. "You're a fucking psycho." She whispered. You just glared at her, "You're the one who asked for it. You brought Jake into this." You spit, crossing your arms. "Hold on, what happened?" Jake asked, turning to you. You never broke eye contact with the girl while you responded. "This preppy bitch has been on me all year, which was fine, until I came here and saw her with her friends. I wasn't planning on doing shit, until she talked louder than a cow about you. Then I confronted her, she repeated what she said, and then I hit her. Her friends went that way." Your head nods towards a direction. Jake takes a moment to silently process, looking between you, the girl still on the ground, the damage to her face, and the direction you pointed out. It's almost a minute of silence when the girl started to speak up. "You know, I don't know why you're even hanging out with this lunatic, I'm-" she had no time to finish what she was trying to say cause your fist was already back in her face. She screamed, you insulted her, and Jake dragged you away. When you got around the corner, he let you go with a shake of his head. "What the hell, I don't even know what to say." You shrugged, "good, then don't say anything. You know how tolerant of people I am, just not when they're attacking my family. I wouldn't have hit her without a good reason. Plus, I had just jumped her when you came. She has daddy's money, she'll be fine." Jake just looks at you, stuck on the word you called him: family.
Wolf Keum
100% encourages your fight. He'll be walking around, maybe looking for you, maybe not. He had a free day. Wolf comes across a small group of girls screaming in an alley, they all look about your age. At closer inspection, he noticed the uniforms they were wearing were from your school. He thought it was interesting, but not enough for him to stop, so he moved on planning on telling you about it ifwhen he saw you. Wolf's almost past the group when he spots a familiar hair color. He stops and does a double-take, making sure it was you who he saw. When he confirms it, his interest had peaked tenfold. He saunters over to the circle, none of you aware of him yet, and he gets a good look at what's going down. When you had originally initiated the fight, you weren't expecting any technique from this girl. You had underestimated her and have the bruises and cuts to prove it. You two were tussling, using fists, legs, hair, and anything lying around as a weapon. Wolf had become amused, so he lit a cigarette and leaned against the alley wall to silently watch. Wolf wasn't aware that you could fight, let alone hold your own. He found it fun to see you eventually get the upper hand and beat this girl to the ground. When she was done, you let her go, but not before spitting some vile words at her. She was about to respond, when Wolf had pushed himself off the wall and strolled up to your back. You still weren't aware of him, but the girl shifting her eyes to something behind you, widening them, and then shutting her mouth and running off with her friends, told you someone was there. You watched them go, recognizing the person behind you was Wolf. He had this oddly calming aura to him, but more of the insane type of calm. You had become familiar with it. When the group of girls were out of your sight, you took a deep breath and turn to face Wolf. "Hey! where'd you come from?" You greeted Wolf, smiling and totally happy that he was there. The mood shift made Wolf blink, but he just grunted. "I was out walking and found whatever the hell this was." You laughed, knowing he was probably looking for you. He did that a lot with his free time and you two had become close. "Well, I'm sure you didn't see much. That girl has been pissing me off since the start of the school year. I came here to look for you and heard her talking shit about you, so I punched her. That's about it. Wanna go get ice cream?" You asked, already pulling him towards the street. You don't notice it, but Wolf lightly smiles at the back of your head. He's proud of you for beating the shit out of someone, he probably shouldn't be, but he is. "You know that you're going to have to clean your face first. Otherwise, the staff will think you're a lunatic." Wolf points out. You snort, "I'm already hanging out with you, that makes me looney enough. But sure, where do we go for that? I don't get into fights enough for this." "My place is around here, I've got some stuff there we can use." Wolf offers. You stop to gape at him. Never, in your whole life, would you ever expect for Wolf to let you in. What made him decide now? Your musings were ended when Wolf stopped paces in front of you and turned to see why you weren't following him. You made yourself move forward, catching up to Wolf while you wondered if he had Thomas the Train bedsheets.
Forrest Lee
he has NO idea what happened to you, only that you met up with him fifteen minutes late looking like you ran through a gauntlet. your clothes were tussled, there was blood stains on your skin on clothes, and you had a nice shiner forming on your jaw. forrest looks at you quizzically while grape slowly sidesteps out of the room attempting to go unnoticed. forrest will just sit there and watch you calmly clean yourself up with your phone in selfie mode. he’ll wait until you’re done to ask “how’d it start?” and he was not prepared for the amount of shit you were about to talk on this girl. it took about two hours on nonstop ranting for forrest to just get up and gently lead you to either his or your house to snack and lounge whilst you finish yelling out your rage for this girl he never knew existed.
Jimmy Bae
1000% asks if someone recorded it. he’s honestly way too excited that you got into a fight, but also sad that he missed it and a little bit concerned for your safety and your cheek that’s still bleeding somehow. he’ll probably take you somewhere quiet and bandage you up while he asks detailed questions to get more information out of you. will definitely have jack do some social media snooping to figure out who this bitch is. may or may not pick you up from school after that cause he secretly wants to prove that he isn’t an emotionless piece of shit that doesn’t care for his friends.
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drew gooden has a pretty good video abt tha writers strike , " The Future of TV is Bleak " . it doesnt go super in depth but i encourage ppl to watch it , and also to show it to ppl who dont support writers
Thank you for sending this in! Mod Ani here. While this video is a decent primer (link here if anyone wants to watch), Drew unfortunately perpetuates some common misconceptions, so here’s some more sourced info if you want to read more.
I’m not calling Drew a liar at all—in fact I’m really glad Youtubers are calling attention to the strike and supporting the WGA publicly. But he said he remembers the strike himself, and to be fair, he was at maximum 14 years old during the strike. His memory might be faulty or he might have misinterpreted sources or found flawed sources in the first place. Anyway, in the spirit of fact-checking…
Did the 2007 WGA strike tank shows?
At the 0:44 mark and later around 1:40, Drew claims the 2007 strike tanked a lot of shows. While a very common misconception, this is mostly untrue! Many of the shows that got canceled/"got worse" were already on a downwards trend before the strike. “Heroes” got bad reviews before the strike; meanwhile, “Lost” and “Pushing Daisies” both got renewed despite the strike, so you can’t really blame the strike for its changes or cancellation. See this Twitter thread for a comprehensive debunking of shows people think "got worse" during the 2007 strike, written by someone who covered it (writer Emily St. James @/emilystjams.)
To sum up her thread: “The 2007-08 strike didn't uniformly impact shows. For the most part, the shows on good trajectories stayed on them and vice versa.”
This is an especially pernicious mistruth because it has the potential to turn audiences against the WGA strike; fans are being led to think that the strike will only mean bad news for their shows. But the opposite is true: shows will in fact get better if writers have fair wages and aren’t overworked.
Later in the same Twitter thread linked above, Emily St. James says: “By far the most deleterious effect on young shows at that time was that a bunch of shows that might have gotten time to build more of an audience suddenly had to deal with long hiatuses. Many were canceled. Most never re-found their viewers.”
Yes, that’s what happened with fan-favorite Pushing Daisies (RIP). But this is already happening with no need for a strike intervention with Lockwood & Co., HBO’s canceled Batgirl, First Kill, Willow, Warrior Nun, The Bastard Son and the Devil Himself, 1899, and more. Popular shows are getting canceled after 1-2 seasons, for no good reason—or getting wiped from the streaming service entirely. The worst has already happened for many shows.
…Drew’s absolutely right about Quantum of Solace, though. They were basically working with a rough draft script for the film, which, of course, bad idea.
Did the 2007 WGA strike cause the reality TV boom?
At the 0:58 mark, Drew claims that the 2007 strike led to the reality TV boom and “altered the landscape of television.” While it’s true to an extent that studios filled their programming with reality TV during both the 2007 and 2023 strikes, the reality TV boom definitively predates the 2007 strike.
Again, this is a particularly pernicious mistruth because it could potentially turn people against the WGA and blame them for a trend they dislike. In truth, the reality TV boom that shifted the landscape started in the early 2000s with the enormous success of such shows as Survivor (2000), America’s Next Top Model (2003), The Apprentice (2004), The Biggest Loser (2004), Dancing with the Stars (2005), and more all predating the 2007 strike. This is all years before the strike was even a glimmer in a writer’s eye.
Lots of people have made jokes about the 2007 strike causing Donald Trump’s presidency because The Apprentice was popular during the strike. I tend to think this is a pretty silly correlation—who’s to say he wouldn’t have gotten a gig like that despite the strike?
What is the WGA fighting for now?
At the 4:00 mark Drew claims that the WGA is fighting “to be paid residuals for streaming shows rather than just a day rate.” I see what he’s getting at, but as phrased, this is a nonsensical statement. He means “flat rate”—a pre-determined rate the studios currently pay to writers regardless of how many people watch it. The writers—and I’m quoting this directly from the WGA demands posted by WGA member Adam Conover—want to “establish a viewership-based residual—in addition to existing fixed residual—to reward programs with greater viewership.” (Link to the WGA demands here.) This would make streaming residuals more like network residuals, but it would also require streamers to have transparency about how many people are watching, which they’ve been very nervous about publishing.
Drew also confuses the term “production companies” with the term “studios”, though this is a minor nitpick. The WGA is fighting the studios. A production company like ILM visual effects works with a studio like Paramount (studios are also called “motion picture companies”, because we’re old-timey) to make a movie. Some studios ARE production companies (Studio Ghibli does their own production), but not all production companies are studios. Okay, film school over, next point. (Link to read more about studios vs. production companies vs. publishers)
At the 4:06 mark Drew claims writers are fighting to keep AI out of the writers room entirely. This is just a slight misconception! The WGA is fighting to keep AI from replacing them, but in the current WGA demands, individual writers would still be able to use AI as a tool at their own discretion, but AI couldn’t be used as “literary material” and writers couldn’t be forced to rewrite an AI-generated script. Individual WGA members are not a monolith; some are hardline anti-AI, and some want to see if they can make AI work for them. (Mod Ani is on the anti-AI side of things, just to make my own bias here clear.)
The current WGA stance is, “How do you make sure this is a tool used by writers, like spellcheck and Wikipedia, and not a tool used to replace writers?” (John August, a WGA member and also part of the negotiating committee, wrote that and has some blog posts about it.) I think this part of Drew’s video is in line with a lot of popular anti-AI sentiment, and I do not personally disagree, but anyone talking about the WGA has got to put aside personal biases and report what the WGA is actually doing, not what we want the WGA to do. All in all, this is still a strong position for the WGA, considering the WGA is on the frontline of any business agreement about AI! The main struggle is to make sure it doesn’t replace human labor.
Drew also contradicts himself at 4:43 by saying the previous strike wasn’t about streaming services, when earlier in the same video he said correctly that the 2007 strike was all about gaining residuals for streaming services in the first place. So, uh, fact-checking himself?
Again a small nitpick, “There’s no financial upside for doing a good job” (5:45 mark) is also not quite true. The financial upside is getting a Season 2 renewal. Yes, increased transparency and viewership-based residuals would mean high-performing film/TV shows get paid more. But there’s definite financial upside to getting a renewal!
Production companies/studios shortening employees is absolutely not about “not having to put your name in the credits” (6:14). Everyone in the writers’ room gets their name in the credits. The issue, of course, is that studios are trying to have shorter writers’ rooms so they pay the writers for fewer weeks of work. WGA members not being credited isn’t a negotiating point at all, so not sure where this is coming from.
Miscellaneous things Drew is absolutely correct on and I will reiterate here
Drew’s absolutely correct on how scripts evolve during filming. That’s why writers are so necessary on set! Studios are cutting costs by getting rid of writers earlier in the production timeline, and a consequence of this is that writers aren’t getting the mentorship/training of being on-set for the show’s actual production. This is necessary training to become a producer/showrunner that writers nowadays simply are not getting.
He’s also absolutely right about how little money writers actually make in Hollywood, despite the films and shows they make producing so much more value for the studios. Residuals are lower than ever, writers’ rooms are shorter than ever, and many WGA members work a lot of side hustles to just be able to afford LA rent. So the discourse surrounding “rich spoiled writers” is just totally incorrect and maddening!
Drew is also absolutely correct about the entertainment industry simply being the first place AI is threatening jobs. Without legal challenges, AI will disrupt other industries soon, and the WGA is on the frontline of battling that.
Just for some clarification, around the 12:20 mark, Drew is talking about the common complaint about prequels/sequels/franchises/spin-offs. This is a real industry problem! Writers desperately want to write original stuff (remember the creator of Powerpuff Girls saying he pitched 16 originals to Netflix, with no luck, before doing a reboot?) It’s 100% the studios' fault; no writer wants this industry landscape.
Also at 13:40 mark, Drew makes a very good point that AI is only a small part of the strike, and it’s kind of been blown out of proportion because AI is trending in the news and popular in the discourse. Even the WGA probably wasn’t expecting this to get so much air-time. It’s still a part of the strike, of course, but keep in mind that pay and staffing are more major negotiating points at the moment.
Conclusion!
To sum up, Drew makes some good points, but muddles some too. I’d highly recommend going straight to WGA members instead of Youtuber middlemen… but in the meantime we’re here to fact-check. :)
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This actually deserves its own post, so I'm going to say it again
A constitutional convention is a TERRIBLE IDEA.
I can't stress this enough. Think of every politician you know. Not just the one or two you like. Not just Donald Trump and the Republicans who backed him (and mostly flip flopped on that backing depending on what they thought would give them the best chance of being reelected), not just DeSantis, but all of them. Would you trust AOC to rewrite the constitution? Because you bet your ass the Democrats will be taking her input, if not actively having her write her version to put up for a vote. Even when it gets rejected, some of what she writes will make it in when the Republicans inevitably cave on important stances in the interest of another mostly one sided "compromise". Don't believe me? Look how many traitors are supporting the gun control lite that's currently going through congress.
Would you trust Lindsey Graham and Mitch McConnell to stand up for the principals of limited government and personal freedom? Would you trust the people voting on any new constitution to even read it, let alone understand what it is they're voting for? Would you trust the voting machines to properly tally ratification votes? Would you trust groups like BLM and Everytown for Gun Safety to have input? Would you trust politicians with ties to China, Soros, and the WEF to put the interests of the country ahead of global interests? Would you trust the media to accurately report on what's in each draft of the new constitution? Would you trust Google and Facebook to not censor the drafts that get put online? Would you trust any of these people or groups with your rights?
Think of everyone you talk to online. Think of your friends and family. Think of your coworkers. Would you want them rewriting the constitution? Would you trust them with your rights?
If the answer to a single one of these questions isn't an emphatic "hell yes!" then you can't support a constitutional convention. Rewriting the constitution now would be a disaster. We would lose more than we gain, if we even gain anything. The country is way too big for a consensus. Any document will be a mess of conflicting interests all trying to get their agendas passed. Our rights will be, at best, a distant 10th or 11th place in the drafting of a new constitution. At worst, they won't even be considered. Our politicians don't study the classic Greek and Roman philosophers. They don't have their morals informed by religion or family or study of history. The only philosophy they read are Marks and Engels, Osteen and Coulter, Vice and TMZ. The only morals they have are informed in most cases by decades in Washington. There is no one alive right now who I would trust in rewriting the constitution. Not even myself. As a society, we aren't equipped for it, morally or emotionally. Whatever fantasy you have of rewriting the constitution to be everything you want it to be will never come true. Don't let anyone convince you otherwise. Anyone who tries is either incredibly stupid, or lying to you. Don't be a fool. Don't let the enemies of this country and our constitution rewrite the very foundation of our laws.
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vsthepomegranate · 5 months
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Joe Biden lied about seeing Palestinians beheading 40 Israeli infants and four days later a Palestinian American six year old was stabbed 26 times in his own apartment. Under Biden's direction the US vetoed UN Security Council vote calling for an Israeli ceasefire that would allow humanitarian aid, medicine and food into Gaza. Then he visited Israel, embraced Benjamin Netanyahu (who is Israel's Donald Trump, look it up) and co-signed the Israeli lie that Hamas blew up Al Ahli hospital themselves, drafted $100 billion dollar foreign aid package, sent weapons to Israel, and gave the go ahead for a genocide in Gaza.
So, no, we will not be voting for Joe Biden in 2024.
It's very clear that the Democrats are running the Bush 9/11 playbook, i.e. Change the Conversation By Starting A War Based On Lies That Will Kill Millions of Arabs, Sustain That Effort Through Clumsy, Racist (but always effective!) Propaganda, And Endanger Arab And Muslim Americans In The Process.
So Instead of supporting universal healthcare in the midst of a global pandemic, forgiving predatory student loan debt that has hobbled an entire generation of young Americans, safeguarding the Supreme Court or protecting Roe from the decades long relentless attacks from the Right, Joe Biden is going to send billions of dollars to one of the richest countries on the planet to leverage his way back into the white house via manufactured crisis and the fake moral injury of "Fifteen 9/11s." (Someone needs to tell Pop Pop that social media exists and we can see Israelis "at war" partying at the beach, eating sushi and taking duck faced mirror selfies on Tik Tok and Instagram in real time, forty miles away from piles of dead babies...)
So no, we will not be voting for Joe Biden in 2024.
The Democrats have clearly decided that they do not need our votes. And/or the votes of other people of color and/or people under 40 and/or actual leftists across demographics-- who all overwhelmingly support Palestine... And if they think they'll keep working class white votes by playing on their Anti-Arab racism and Islamophobia as they watch the money they were told did not exist for them get funneled to one of the richest countries in the world while they struggle... well, good luck with that habibi.
Now, I can already hear the Neoliberal Hot Take Machine whirring to life with self-righteous posts about how "we" have to prevent Trump or any Republican from taking power in 2024. So I want to say to those folks directly, if you are concerned about the loss of potential votes for Biden in 2024, you should be. But instead of whipping up patronizing posts "explaining how politics work" to people living and dying at the mercy of those politics your energy is much better spent reaching out to the Democrats and letting them know that this is a losing strategy for them in 2024.
And if you doubt that Democrats need the votes of the young/ people of color/ leftists/ white working class people to win the Presidency then you can always ask Hilary Clinton. Just give her a call. She's probably at home.
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paging-dr-baizhu · 7 months
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Melusines and Clothes
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(This is just my thoughts from the point of view of somebody who's tried making clothing for unusually proportioned dolls in the past. 🤓)
Currently, we have seen non-Sigewinne Melusine wearing :
1. The Marechaussee Phantom uniform (ex. Menthe), 2. Aquabus uniform (ex. Aeval), 3. Tunic  (ex. Puca),  4. Sleeveless dress (ex. Flo), 5. Mela's dress shirt/jumper/skirt combo and 6. Mamare's tunic and apron.
Aspiring designer Flo brings up the differences in proportion between them and human children. Melusine have larger heads and more pear-shaped bodies with narrow shoulders and upper arms, larger hips and lower limbs. (They also have tails and antenna/rhinophores? but adding holes to an existing design wouldn't be that big a deal if everything is flexible enough to pull through)
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In the absence of extremely stretchy fabrics, the clothing has to open in front or back at least enough to get the larger-than-shoulders heads through. (Shoulder fastening sleeveless dresses work too) The Fontainian style clothing all seems to have buttons and the Melusine clothing has lacing.
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Sleeves would need to be at least as wide as necessary to get their large, wide hands through. This is where there might be issues if the character designs had to adhere to reality. Not sure that, barring spandex, a hand that wide could fit through a sleeve as wide as their tiny forearms. Assuming that everything under the skin is like a human hand but shaped different, that is. (Sleeves that lace or button down the sides could work)
Melusine don't wear pants, they're just out here Donald Ducking it. They could probably have them if they want to but they'd have to either stretch, be loose or be drafted in a way that takes into account the unusual shape of the leg. I don't know what you'd call it, because they're not digitigrade, but the legs aren't straight and the lower leg is at an angle when they stand.
I'm not sure about doing the lacing but some people might be wondering "How are they able to do buttons?" One of the characters even complains about how difficult it can be to manipulate things made for people with their hands. There were button hooks in the Victorian era, tools to help do the small buttons on shoes and corsets, and there are tools available today to help folks with arthritis do up their buttons. So they would probably have something like that.
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Menthe, on the difficulty of clothing and furniture designed with humans in mind.
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