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yeswearemagazine · 8 months
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Everything's Gonna Be Ok.
To briefly keep on after my 4 texts of two days ago that have made run away half of you : I don't wait anything from any of you. I have been trying for ten years to wake you up and THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE. Along the years several persons have had the bravery to like some of my texts and fact reports. Globally they haven't been cancelled by the neo-fascists. But who knows ? Have they missed professional opportunities ? France is literally dying. It's now been ten years that many people fear the civil war. Or sometimes hope it, "to end this shit". In June during the riots we have been very close to plunging into civil war. All this has been described by several authors included me in an unfinished novel (Lise) that I had published on Fb slightly before the disappearance of my wife and collaborator. I was particularly proud of this novel, the first one I was about to finish after about 5 unfinished novels. But Anne's disappearance literally cut my wings, on all planes, and obviously the novels' one - except one which hopefully will be published soon -.
Guerre Civile Raciale by Guillaume Faye and the Guerilla series by Laurent Obertone are the two novels/saga that describe what could happen. OBVIOUSLY they have been described by neo-collaboration as "far-right". But the facts are here. Barbarian, each day. Boroughs ravaged by drug deal, gun violence, often kalachnikov one, street rapes, street assaults, murders, burglaries, assassinations, diverse stealings and vandalisms, kidnappings, forced prostitution often upon minors.
Migrants high in this lovely prize list but the invasion HAS to go on and if we protest we're "racists". It's not only France but as said two days ago this is the eye of the cyclone. Don't worry. We're here for art. I know. Basile Pesso - YWAMag director Placebo, I know
P.S : and OBVIOUSLY, the only reactions I get are unfollowings. I told you, it's been ten years that I have been knowing you.
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lesbionia · 5 days
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The preservation of male sexual access to women is at the heart of racist and sexist movements, presently and throughout history. I am critical of anything that encourages women to "evaluate" or dissolve their sexual boundaries and anything that forces women to be accessible to males.
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agressivieandrophilia · 2 months
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Masculinity is not supposed to be delicate. Masculinity is about being aggressive, about being brutal. It's not supposed to be clean, masculinity is supposed to be dirty. Masculine bodies are rough, with muscles built through overcoming weakness, prepared to fight wet with sweat and shirtless. Among men there is no modesty, there is no need to be delicate, among men there is no need to be clean. The only need among men is masculinity.
Masculinidade não é para ser delicada. Masculinidade é para ser agressiva, para ser bruta. Não é para ser limpa, masculinidade é para ser suja. Corpos másculos são rudes, com músculos construídos através da superação da fraqueza, preparados para lutar molhados de suor e sem camisa. Entre homens não há pudor, não há necessidade de ser delicado, entre homens não há necessidade de ser limpo. A única necessidade entre homens é a masculinidade.
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kuuyandere · 10 months
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melodromacy · 1 year
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if you're gonna reblog some fucking "uhhhh men arent oppressed at all because its called the PATRIARCHY duh lol men dont have problems because it's a MANLY MAN'S SOCIETY. only women have problems. only women are ever oppressed, ever. men don't have any problems with how society treats them." nonsense youre quite literally part of The Problem and i'm going to kick you in the shins
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mintharasthrone · 1 month
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tras will say there's no "inherent advantage" a tim has over an actual woman in general or in sports even mma but the moment you bring up that you don't want them in a female only spaces, that they belong with other males suddenly they bring up male strength and violence...tims basically pull "i'm not like other men" but no you're worse
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captain-lessship · 1 year
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Lights Out
A/n: so using logic, reader needed a weapon and what sports have a great weapon and could provide good back story? Baseball. Also no, reader is not on drugs; just thought it was funny
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You were just a guy. Just a fun baseball player who happened to fall in love with a goth girl from Nevermore. You wondered how you got yourself in this position of running with your car keys to your dads new Jeep. 
Enid, Wednesdays friend and Roomate had called and told you that the freaky hand had signed to her that Wednesday was in trouble and you threw on your shoes and grabbed your jacket and where out the door.
Luckily neither of your parents were home or they would have asked why their son was leaving after curfew in a car he hit the mailbox with. That’s why you were banned from driving it.
You shoved the keys into the ignition and turned it, slammed it in reverse and bolted out of your driveway, knocking over your trash cans. 
You winced. You would fix that later.
You knew you were breaking the speed limit but you needed to find to her. You knew the general location and that’s all you needed.
Then you realized.
You didn’t bring a weapon. You looked in the back and looked for options. You saw your bag from practice: it was heavy and had a bat. Good enough.
You wouldn’t call yourself very strong but fending off someone for her? You’d do it in a heartbeat.
You made a sharp left into the woods, the beaten down path to Cragstones Crypt. You knew you were going to have to explain the mud and even more scratches on it. He was going to kill you.
You looked around form where Wednesday could be, you even rolled down your window and stuck your head out to yell. 
There was no response. You looked for a flashlight when a loud crash brought your attention back to the shattered windshield.
What did you hit? You put it in park and opened the door and got out, headed to the front to inspect the damage. It appeared you hit a sort of monster. Oh you were so dead if it was just a Nevermore kid and you just committed vehicular homicide.
As you panicked and cursed about how you’d go to prison, not save Wednesday and your dads Jeep was ruined, you heard a scream.
“Move!” She screamed and she walked to you. It was Wednesday. 
“Whoa! Are you okay?” You ran to her.
“That’s the Monster! That’s Tyler.” She said again. You then heard a loud crunching noise, you slowly turned back to the Jeep, watching in mild horror as the thing you hit was getting up. You glanced at Wednesday, “Sorry.” You pressed a kiss to her cheek as you ran to the car.
She was yelling at you as you flung open the back passenger door and jerked your bag from practice out. You turned back, “Run Wednesday! Go! The school needs you.” 
She looked at you before turning and running. You smiled, she was safe. You pulled the bat from the bag and walked to the front, where the monster was still struggling.
You lifted the bat and whacked it across the head, it looked at you with its buggy eyes that were fueled with an animalistic rage. Suddenly one of the monsters arm swung out and flung you back. You landed a good few feet away. 
You heard a set of three loud crunches as the hood and front doors of the Jeep came flying at you. You rolled out of the way and managed to stand. You breathed out in pain, grip on your bat tightening.
“I ain’t scared of you, Tyler.”
There was a time when Tyler was your friend but you both fell out of touch when you joined the baseball team. You hadn’t been there for him as much as a friend should’ve. But that twinge of guilt didn’t stop the pressing issue: 
He was going to try his damnedest to kill you. 
He came running at you, and you readied yourself and began running yourself. He took another swing at you, which you baseball slid under, lifting the bat you whack against his shoulder. 
You stood up and ran behind a tree. You breathed as you slowly attempted to scurry up it, you did so with cuts on your hands and pulsing pain in your side. You stood a few feet off the ground now, watching him.
Your uncle was a bull rider. You hoped it ran it the family as you dropped, holding the bat on both ends, slipping his neck between the bat and your body. 
He was thrashing around at this point you were losing your grip and you were struggling to hang on. 
That’s when you heard a gun shot, it must’ve hit Tyler because of the howl of pain he let out. When he jerked forward, you were flung off. You rolled for a good distance before hitting a tree stump, it knocked the wind out of you but you  lifted yourself up to see Sheriff Galpin, Tyler’s dad holding the smoking gun.
You figured he had it under control til you saw Tyler charge him, you screamed out but a wolf like creature joined the fight. You lifted yourself up and you limped back to the car, it could still drive, you turned the key and lo and behold: it started. 
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zerwolf · 5 months
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WIP: I got inspired by a new song I found (Dynazty - Power of Will) so I doodled something.
Raiga slaying some demons. 😈
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basilepesso · 6 months
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Palme Jaune...
Le climax de l’imbécillité. Après la collaborationniste Rance-Impair Sophia Aram qui croit se découvrir Résistante et qui ordonne en insultant ceux qui ne suivent pas sa kamikazerie délirante de rediffuser les caricatures de Mahomet, n'ayant pas compris ce que j'ai expliqué 5 fois avant la décapitation de Paty et l'attentat devant les anciens locaux de Charlie-Hebdo par un Pakistanais, voici l'idée absolument lumineuse : se désigner comme cible à Franceghreb face à des millions de Musulmans chauffés à blanc par la guerre israélo-palestinienne.
Cazorla est un homme politique RN. La "dédiabolisation" pour se montrer non-antisémite n'a pas de limite, c'est le fameux "virtue signaling" qu'on voit à l'oeuvre dans le lynchage sur lequel j'ai écrit il y a 2 heures.
Ce virtue signaling pourrait nous entraîner directement dans la guerre israélo-palestinienne. Actuellement ce n'est pas un national-sioniste qui gouverne, mais si c'était le cas le risque serait encore plus grand.
C'est un des principes du national-sionisme trans-Etatique : systématiquement mobiliser derrière la cause juive, quelles qu'en soient les conséquences.
Basile Pesso, 1er novembre 2 023 (Fb) Avec post Fb de Jean-Christophe Cazorla avec l'étoile jaune nazie : "Et si tout le monde arbore cette étoile sur son profil."
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yeswearemagazine · 8 months
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When they hear these massive facts (see my two previous texts), "leftists" attack the people who raise up against these facts, especially the ones who get to conclusions about the management of immigration. Their extremely little brain, yet efficient in many other parts of their life, is unable to get that yes, immigration is manageable and that the barbarism problem can be drastically reduced - or, let's dream, stopped, or almost. So, when they see someone really raise up against this violence (with something else than "this is terrible", "we are devastated", "our thoughts go to the families", etc), they hear that the raising up person "hates blacks" or "hates arabs" or "hates Muslims" or "hates Pakistanis", or "hates immigrants". Except for a few neo-nazis, which are about several thousands per country, this supposed hate is just a leftist fantasy. And it's upon their fantasy that they boycott, harass, politically and judiciarily terrorize.
Basile Pesso - YWAMag director since 2 014
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jibunwo · 5 months
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immortal days women are so diverse and interesting genuinely. it feels like their most common trait aside from ‘being a woman’ is ‘being into women’ also which is definitely a bonus
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agressivieandrophilia · 11 months
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Virilidade: explosão de energia masculina oriunda dos colhões de um macho. Virilidade se manifesta através da agressividade. Violência é ouro fluindo pelos músculos do homem macho. A masculinidade é desenvolvida e fortalecida através do fortalecimento dos músculos, da força, da agressividade. Apenas um macho pode ensinar a um garoto a agir como macho. Um macho cria outro. Dois machos fortalecem a virilidade que explodem de seus colhões através da agressividade.
Virility: Explosion of masculine energy from a male's balls. Virility manifests itself through aggressiveness. Violence is gold flowing through the muscles of the macho man. Manliness is developed and strengthened through strengthening muscles, strength, aggressiveness. Only a male can teach a boy to act macho. One male creates another. Two males strengthen the virility they burst from their balls through aggression.
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karmaphone · 1 year
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can u imagine if they tried to make atla today. 'yeah here's my pitch about a child who has the weight of the balance of both the physical world and an ethereal spirit world on his shoulders on top of being the last survivor of a literal genocide. yeah he's spiritually enlightened already in a non Christian religion, and reincarnation happens to him and him alone. yeah no the show's major themes are about how war and imperialism are bad for everyone involved, including the world around us. no, there'll still be cool fight scenes but it will also fundamentally explain the difference between defending oneself from an oppressor vs using that power to oppress and how even children can grasp that- where are you going'
#not to mention the backlash I'm sure they would have gotten for the 'feminist agenda' like looking specifically at katara & how the northern#water tribe and even sokka learning to respect women juice I can HEAR the outcry of subverting male power for fake female empowerment#or what fucking ever#don't even get me started on the racial aspect I had to hear about that enough growing up#like 'hey here's my series about No White People whose main messages fly in the face of American culture'#I'm not like 'wau things were better then!!1!' I know it contributed to the normalization of feminist viewpoints and the idea that maybe you#don't actually want to be part of the war machine#im just saying considering the level of fan engagement and social media I can just imagine the backlash they would get for making it today#like? the hama episode????? I DOUBT they could have gotten that passed today#literally the entire episode where they explain zuko's scar I don't think they would have gotten away with such a direct portrayal of#physical child abuse without changing the rating of the whole show#in fact all of the child abuse presented. everything that zhao did to zuko. everything that general did to katara to get aang Triggered#the blind bandit fights I can see passing bc it's like wwe and not real violence but like child kidnapping?? at the direction of the parents#how did this show get approved for 10 year olds is all I'm asking I'm NOT complaining I'm genuinely exuberant it exists im jus stymied lmao
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nuwascorner · 27 days
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I had a thought yesterday night. I realized that almost all my traumas come from my father and the dysfunctional couple that my parents have. My mom is mostly the victim here, but still, their toxic couple dynamic scarred me for life.
Some examples:
In middle school, my father was crazy jealous and ultra controlling. He needed to know all my mom's whereabouts and would freak out if he saw her simply say hello to a male neighbor (but he had no problem flirting with every woman he would meet in the street...). Anyway, one day, he saw her looking out of the window and cooked up a story in his head that she was looking at a (nonexistent) lover (the street was literally empty). They had a huge argument because of that simple thing. During a car ride that evening, while my brothers and I were in the car mind you, he slapped her and throw her out. She had to walk back home and he didn't allow her to get in the house. I was freaked out obviously. But it's not over... A few days afterwards, he called for a "family meeting" (never had one of those beforehand) to let us know that he canceled our resident permit, that we were moving back to our home country, that he will divorce our mother and that we won't be seeing her anymore. I never cried so much in my life, I remember sobbing so much that I couldn't breathe. My reaction actually surprised him (the audacity). His answer to this horrible moment in my life: "hahaha it was just a joke, don't take it so seriously". Wtf! I'm not even kidding when I say that I had nightmares during months afterwards and I even got psoriasis from this whole event.
During my studies, I decided to do a year abroad. Before leaving for the fall semester, I worked with my mom during the summer to save some money. She worked as a cleaning lady and cleaned apartment buildings and stairwells. Obviously, we would bump from time to time into some people living there. Well... My dad helped me move to the country where I was doing my exchange. He actually drove me there. So I was stuck with him in a car for about 12 hours. After 2 hours of travel, he started his "interrogation". I felt uncomfortable and almost had a panic attack because I KNEW. I knew that it wasn't a random conversation, that every question was a trick and that he was looking for some kind of revelation. He wasn't just chit chatting although he was all smile and happy mood. He always used the same tactic with my brothers and I when he was fishing for information - and we learned to keep our mouth shut because he would overreact for the most random thing ever.... His goal with this whole conversation was to learn more about my mom's work and all the men that she was meeting there. Honestly, I remember being freaked out and I somewhat blacked out. My mistake was pretty much saying "oh yes there are male tenants there" (crazy right). Well, he drove me to my student dorm, took out all my things and drove right back home although he was supposed to stay a few days to visit with me. I remember seeing him leave in a hurry and I had a horrible feeling. I didn't hear from my mom for a few days which was weird - I mean I was abroad by myself and she wasn't even calling to see how I was doing? But I was afraid of calling her. Subconsciously, I knew something had happened and I didn't want to deal with it. Call it selfishness but after some time, it becomes too much to bear. It was actually my brother who texted me to let me know what was going on at home. My parents had a huge fight and he broke her back. My brother had to intervene and she had to be hospitalized. They lied and said that she had hurt herself at work... I felt horrible because I was the reason it happened. I mean sure, I know it's not me, but you can't help having those kind of thoughts. I made a second mistake: I texted my mom: "Hey I heard from #brother# what happened, how are you doing?". Problem: my father had my mom's phone and it lead to an argument with my brother who stopped talking with me for weeks afterwards because he was angry that I tried contacting our mom. The worst? My dad calling me and trying to downplay the whole thing, trying to coax me... I felt disgusted, but I played his game, like my brothers did, like my mom did. We all pretended it never fucking happened.
A few years ago, I was living in Paris for my last year of master's degree. I came to visit my parents during Christmas break. My mom had been gifted some chocolate by some old ladies where she was cleaning and wanted me to pretend that I was the one who bought it for her. Nothing new, we always had to lie about things like that because again my dad is far from being a normal human being. A few days after I came back in Paris, I remember being in the metro with my friends. We had just finished our class and we were going back home. I had received a message from my dad and when I opened to read it, it was simply "Where did you buy the chocolate?". I just broke down crying. In the middle of the metro. Just because of this one fucking text message. I actually had a full blown panic attack and it freaked out my friends. I was terrified of answering this one dumb little question. Because I knew that it was fifty fifty. I couldn't call my mom to match our stories and I didn't know what exactly she had told him. Anyway, I gave the wrong answer and my mom paid the price.
Kinda a depressing post. I came back to live with my parents two years ago and it's so weird seeing them have a "normal" relationship (for what it is). I'm angry because they fucked my whole childhood and now they are all lovey dovey. My mom told me a few months ago regarding my celibate status which bothers her greatly: "Sometimes, I feel like it's our fault.". Yeah, it surely is my dad's fault. Men are really trash, you won't be able to change my mind.
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watermelinoe · 10 months
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at first i felt really guilty that the cat i picked out had all these expensive health problems and i was scared we'd find out she had internal problems as well but my dad adores this cat now lol. he can tell when i feel guilty abt money things so he's made a point several times to say how worth it it was to take in this cat and get her the surgery and treatments she needed
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