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azspot · 4 months

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Clay Bennett: Trump's favorite mixtape

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truthbombmemes · 2 years

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IMAGE: Guide to ballot proposals in #michigan Note how the dark money groups sponsoring the most anti-democratic initiatives use the word "democracy" in their titles. Liars of this caliber often tell you what they're doing by using Orwellian opposite-speak just like Hitler taught them (see Mein Kampf). The "BIG LIE" shouldn't be just a regular lie. You must accuse your "enemy" of doing exactly what you are doing. For example, claiming voter fraud in the 2020 election wasn't just a lie, it was a form of fraud itself. The Trump regime used fraud to accuse democrats and #JoeBiden of fraud. Hitler would be so proud of today's @gop They have, with the help #facebook and others, rekindled the deadly and corrosive spirit of white nationalism around the world. PS Facebook makes their HATE and racial animus spread far and wide. Humans have never had such a powerful propaganda machine and we're going to destroy society if we're not careful. Don't trust any "news" you get from social media. #stophateforprofit #Trump #Trumprally #trumpismypresident #TRUMP2024ToSaveAmerica #Trump2024 #meinkampf #voterfraud https://www.instagram.com/p/CdTSC-ELpVu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#michigan #joebiden #facebook #stophateforprofit #trump #trumprally #trumpismypresident #trump2024tosaveamerica #trump2024 #meinkampf #voterfraud

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suzimiya · 8 months

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HAHA‼️😁 "…Mitschülerin bei der Zeitung gemeldet. Sie sagte der SZ: #Aiwanger habe oft Hitlers „Mein Kampf“ in der Schultasche mit sich geführt. Sie könne dies bestätigen, weil sie das Buch selbst in der Hand gehalten habe."

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Neue Vorwürfe - Der Rum-Eier-Wanger. Zeugin: Bayern-Vize hatte Hitlers „Mein Kampf“ in der Schultasche. https://www.bild.de/politik/inland/politik-inland/neue-vorwuerfe-in-der-sz-aiwanger-hatte-mein-kampf-in-der-schultasche-85236624.bild.html @[email protected] Hubert Aiwanger (52) beim Herbstfest in Steinbrünning Foto: dpa

Quelle https://x.com/Anonymous9775/status/1697018021418594372

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arabicfornerds · 1 year

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A CLASSIC: The Arabic verb: "to behave like Adolf Hitler" Have you ever had a look at the Arabic root tahatlara ه-ت-ل-ر in Hans Wehr's dictionary? You will be surprised: It means to behave like Adolf Hitler. https://arabic-for-nerds.com/grammar/arabic-verb-imitate-adolf-hitler/?feed_id=4180&utm_source=Tumblr&utm_medium=geralddrissner&utm_campaign=FS%20Poster

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designmiss · 11 years

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MeinKampf di Antonio Strafella https://www.design-miss.com/meinkampf-di-antonio-strafella/ Antonio Strafella, fotografo di Lecce, Italia, ha realizzato MeinKampf, un racconto fotografico di una battaglia di soldatini e carne, per sottolineare la crudezza della guerra.

#Antonio Strafella #fotografia #guerra #Lecce #MeinKampf #soldatini

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revistadehistoria-es · 2 years

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Síguenos en Instagram @revistadehistoria.es - Lee cada día nuevos Artículos Históricos GRATIS: https://revistadehistoria.es/registro-gratuito/ Hitler, el Führer millonario

#hitler #meinkampf #milucha

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birikonusan · 2 years

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Kavgam

İdeoloji-Savaş-Gelecek Üçlemi Faşizmin vahşi temsilcisi, Hitler… Vahşetini her ne kadar kınasa da tüm dünya, tarih içinde bulunulduğu dönemin şartları ile yargılanmak zorundadır. İşte Hitler’i de böyle değerlendirmek gerekir. İnsanlık adına yapılan utanç verici muameleleri tabi ki onaylamak bize yakışmaz. Ancak, bir yanında büyüyen komünist ideolojisi, bir yanında vahşi emperyal güçler. Bu baskı…

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#Hitler #Adolf Hitler #AdolfHitler #Kavgam #MeinKampf

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avozdotempo · 2 years

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Em um dia como este, mas há 95 anos atrás, em 1925 era lançado o Mein Kampf, o livro escrito por Adolf Hitler ainda na prisão. Após sua prisão pela tentativa de golpe que ficou conhecida como putsch da cervejaria ou putsch de Monique, Hitler se tornou uma espécie de mártir, e durante o período que ficou preso, escreveu com a ajuda de aliados, o livro que retratava suas ideias e falava sobre sua vida. O lançamento trouxe vendas razoáveis na época que foram diminuindo, mas aumentaram quando ele alçou o cargo de chanceler e depois, acabou sendo quase um item obrigatório para os alemães da época sendo apelidado de a "bíblia nazista". Quando digo obrigatório, era quase obrigatório mesmo, o livro era dado de presente para nascimentos, casamentos, aniversários e quem não tivesse um exemplar poderia até mesmo ser denunciado como conspirador e ter a sua porta um oficial da Gestapo para averiguar sua fidelidade ao partido. O livro Mein Kampf é marcado pelo antisemitismo e ideal contra o comunismo. A edição é dedicada ao membro da sociedade Thule, Dietrich Eckart, um dos participantes do golpe de Monique e importante membro do início do partido nazista. Importante ressaltar que as ideias do livro não eram novas, pois o sentimento antissemita, eugenista e anticomunista era uma corrente de pensamento forte não só na Europa da época como em vários países. O livro ainda está disponível, é, inclusive, muito popular em feiras e bienais, mas acho que este é um caso de se existir a versão comentada relatando de forma histórica os ideais e acontecimentos contextualizando a historicidade envolta para que não seja uma espécie de propaganda de ideias tão extremos. Penso também que assim deve ser como no caso das estátuas de pessoas com passados não tão bem quistos hoje em dia, o correto seria não destruir, mas sim utilizar didaticamente em locais apropriados como museus, imagino que destruir a memória patrimonial é perder provas importantes do passado que deve ser lembrado e estudado para o desenvolvimento do pensamento crítico da sociedade. *Post de 2021 #hitler #adolfhitler #segundaguerramundial #ww2 #meinkampf #nazismo #livro #historia #fatoshistoricos #hojenahistoria #guerra https://www.instagram.com/p/CgKRJvYu0kA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#hitler #adolfhitler #segundaguerramundial #ww2 #meinkampf #nazismo #livro #historia #fatoshistoricos #hojenahistoria #guerra

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superreader30 · 2 years

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#100DaysOffensive #YoungAdolfHitler #NabilVinas #WorldWarI #HistoryChannel #MaximillianKlas #OttomanEmpire #GeorgeSPatton #WorldWarII #TomVickers #Tanks #VersaillesTreaty #BenitoMussolini #BeerHallPutsch #JacoboRampini #MeinKampf #JosephStalin #KevinMcKillip #TheWorldWars #ZimmermanTelegram #AdolfHitler #NoMansLand #FranklinDelanoRoosevelt #DouglasMcArthur #Gallipoli #WoodrowWilson #PrescottHathaway #WinstonChurchill #TelevisionTitleScreens https://www.instagram.com/p/CfEVtdjrbO_AofWsoTou7ra9HRdR4J43-yZRA80/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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deanjohn · 9 months

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You do not do, you do not do

Any more, black shoe

In which I have lived like a foot

For thirty years, poor and white,

Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.

You died before I had time—

Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,

Ghastly statue with one gray toe

Big as a Frisco seal

And a head in the freakish Atlantic

Where it pours bean green over blue

In the waters off beautiful Nauset.

I used to pray to recover you.

Ach, du.

In the German tongue, in the Polish town

Scraped flat by the roller

Of wars, wars, wars.

But the name of the town is common.

My Polack friend

Says there are a dozen or two.

So I never could tell where you

Put your foot, your root,

I never could talk to you.

The tongue stuck in my jaw.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.

Ich, ich, ich, ich,

I could hardly speak.

I thought every German was you.

And the language obscene

An engine, an engine

Chuffing me off like a Jew.

A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.

I began to talk like a Jew.

I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna

Are not very pure or true.

With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck

And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack

I may be a bit of a Jew.

I have always been scared of you,

With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.

And your neat mustache

And your Aryan eye, bright blue.

Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You—

Not God but a swastika

So black no sky could squeak through.

Every woman adores a Fascist,

The boot in the face, the brute

Brute heart of a brute like you.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,

In the picture I have of you,

A cleft in your chin instead of your foot

But no less a devil for that, no not

Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.

I was ten when they buried you.

At twenty I tried to die

And get back, back, back to you.

I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,

And they stuck me together with glue.

And then I knew what to do.

I made a model of you,

A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.

And I said I do, I do.

So daddy, I’m finally through.

The black telephone’s off at the root,

The voices just can’t worm through.

If I’ve killed one man, I’ve killed two—

The vampire who said he was you

And drank my blood for a year,

Seven years, if you want to know.

Daddy, you can lie back now.

There’s a stake in your fat black heart

And the villagers never liked you.

They are dancing and stamping on you.

They always knew it was you.

Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through.

#💿#yeah it’s just not enough to read it anymore i have to listen to her recite it so i can be fully obliterated #words #bug.txt

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sylviaplathink · 1 year

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via @xHYDRATIONGODx on Twitter

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“a bag full of God”

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DADDY

You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you. You died before I had time—- Marble-heavy, a bag full of God, Ghastly statue with one gray toe Big as a Frisco seal And a head in the freakish Atlantic Where it pours bean green over blue In the waters off the beautiful Nauset. I used to pray to recover you. Ach, du. In the German tongue, in the Polish town Scraped flat by the roller Of wars, wars, wars. But the name of the town is common. My Polack friend Says there are a dozen or two. So I never could tell where you Put your foot, your root, I never could talk to you. The tongue stuck in my jaw. It stuck in a barb wire snare. Ich, ich, ich, ich, I could hardly speak. I thought every German was you. And the language obscene An engine, an engine, Chuffing me off like a Jew. A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen. I began to talk like a Jew. I think I may well be a Jew. The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna Are not very pure or true. With my gypsy ancestress and my weird luck And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack I may be a bit of a Jew. I have always been scared of you, With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo. And your neat mustache And your Aryan eye, bright blue. Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You—— Not God but a swastika So black no sky could squeak through. Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you. You stand at the blackboard, daddy, In the picture I have of you, A cleft in your chin instead of your foot But no less a devil for that, no not Any less the black man who Bit my pretty red heart in two. I was ten when they buried you. At twenty I tried to die And get back, back, back to you. I thought even the bones would do. But they pulled me out of the sack, And they stuck me together with glue. And then I knew what to do. I made a model of you, A man in black with a Meinkampf look And a love of the rack and the screw. And I said I do, I do. So daddy, I’m finally through. The black telephone’s off at the root, The voices just can’t worm through. If I’ve killed one man, I’ve killed two—- The vampire who said he was you And drank my blood for a year, Seven years, if you want to know. Daddy, you can lie back now. There’s a stake in your fat black heart And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through.

–-Sylvia Plath, written 12 October 1962, in: Ariel, 1965

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tipsy3695kiss · 11 months

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meinkampf rose so good

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cinnnam0nngir16 · 2 years

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Plath's "Daddy" and the Electra complex (p2)

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Applying the Fruedian lens to the poem Daddy sheds new light on the relationship between the speaker/plath and her father in terms of how the progress of the Electra Complex challenges a woman to adapt to the traditional female gender role. The Freudian lens creates a wider context and aids us to further understand the psychological side of the poem-- and the connection between women's role and society.

According to Doctor Cherry’s article, if the Electra complex is not resolved in early childhood, the child is likely to seek out partners who remind them of their father figure. In Plath’s case, her father’s death stayed a mystery to her, which she spent the rest of her life looking for an identity and a companion who resembled her father. In the poem, the speaker states that she knows what she should do to resolve the nagging pain of losing her father: “I made a model of you, a man in black with a meinkampf look.” The man in question is the speaker’s husband, someone with the look of a German man with moustache - the word“meinkampf” is a direct hint at Hitler, which correspondes with her previous description of her father’s appearance: a German, a Nazi, a facist. The speaker is casting a near delusional control over herself, a masculine power that resembles the oppression her father brought to her with his sudden and unexplained death during her childhood. Doctor Cherry called the need for control a fixation caused by the Electra complex. “A fixation is a persistent focus on an earlier psychosexual stage. Such fixations, Freud believed, often led to anxiety and played a role in neurosis and maladaptive behaviours in adulthood.” The fixation the speaker created is a sense of masculine control she needs to sustain herself. It is rooted from her father’s absence in her early childhood. The electra complex within the speaker was not resolved because she could “never speak to him”, which led her to have a long lasting urge and anxiety in wanting to be controlled throughout her womanhood, she longed for a sense of security that she could not get from her father. We can see that there is comfort provided from the security created by masculine power and control.

The speaker of the poem fits perfectly in the description of a woman who is affected by her unresolved feelings towards her father, which as a solution she then shifted the fixation onto her partner. “The vampire who said he was you, and drank my blood for a year, seven years, if you want to know.” This line is again, directly addressed at her deceased father, however about her husband, another figure who feeds on her blood and tears her down. The metaphor of comparing the male figures in her life to vampires and Nazi indicates a similiarity in the imbalance of power in her relationships with men. The woman is a vulnerable, fragile victim who lives in the shadow of violent, blood sucking predators. The sense of comfort in security and control from males also happens to be destructive. The father and the husband are copies of one another, the same appearance, the same destructiveness towards the female. However, it is clear the speaker chose to create a model of her father: she demands a sense of unhealthy patriarchal control to sustain herself, the Electra complex has infiltrated her values and desires. To support this theory, a quote from the critical theory book Through the Literary Looking Glass (written by Sian Evans) stated: “So that to both genders it is the opposite sex parents who is largely responsbile for healthy sexaul and psychological development in a child.” The speaker’s unhealthy subconsciousness in seeking a partner is majorly influenced by the absence of her father and a lack of communication, let alone her conflicted feelings towards her father, which reinforces the theme of the poem: love, hatred and loss. The need for unhealthy masculine control can be understood as a failure in the developmental stage of a young woman’s sexual psychology. The Freudian lens of the electra complex is a prominent psychological aspect to the poem Daddy as it explains the reasoning behind a woman’s troublesome relationship with males in her life. It explains how the electra complex influences a woman’s subconscious desire to seek for a partner who displays similarities with her father figure. We can see that the speaker of the poem, and Plath herself fit into the diagnosis of the Electra complex, who was greatly affected by the disastrous outcome of it in her adulthood.

The poem explores the relationship between a daughter and her unresolved attachment to her father as she grew old and cynical. The psychological theory of the Electra complex has been a commonly used theme in association with femininity and adolescence in the literature field: in poetry, literature and films. From Sylvia Plath’s “Daddy”, one of the most prominent literature works which explored the theme of the Electra complex, to Dolore’s confusion and her emerging electra complex after her mother’s death(from Humbert Humber’s unreliable narration). Women are constantly placed as the subject of desiring a fatherly figure who could give them a sense of comfort and love which they barely received from their own father, the modern approach to this could be interpreted as “daddy issues''. It is certainly another societal construct to put women down. Here is another quote that criticises the idea of the Electra complex from Looking Through the Literary Looking Glass: ““Upon widespread objection that the initial theory was too gender-biased, Freud adapted it to a far less satisfactory female version.” We can see that the idea of the Electra complex and daddy issues are indeed sexist from a modern approach: how is it reasonable to justify a woman’s depression and desires for security by the strained relationship with her father? The ideas of Daddy issues and the Electra Complex are outdated and misogynistic in many ways: it is the impact of toxic masculinity that fluctuates a woman’s behaviour and values in adulthood. Not to mention, their desires for masculine control and comfort are often results of their insecurities and frustrations that were embedded in their childhood due to an irresponsible father or an absence of paternal protection and love. Freud’s Electra complex theory, as previously mentioned, is widely associated with women's sexuality and morality. As an extension to Freud’s sexist theory, commonly used phrases nowadays like “fatherless behaviour” and such are highly problematic. These concepts sexualise and objectify women who as children had complicated relationships with their dads, and associate their childhood traumas and unfortunate experiences with promiscuity and lack of self respect. We should acknowledge that everyone has different responses to negative influences in their childhood: some may develop significant growth while others may suffer from long-lasting consequences. Framing the electra complex and daddy issues as negative feminine traits is horrible and unfair.

Applying the Freudian lens of the Electra Complex to the poem Daddy conceptualised the complicated relationship between womanhood and fatherhood. It enriched my understanding in the feminine longing for a masculine control: the psychoanalytic lens of the Electra complex unveils the depth to the frustration, confusion and depression behind Plath’s life and literature through analysing the psychology of a young girl and the reasons behind her emotional baggage in adulthood. Ultimately, the theory of the Electra complex is a paradox which positions the woman as the victim, however associating the outcome of her trauma with negativity. Critically speaking, I believe applying the Electra complex lens to the poem elucidates the psychological aspect of the father-daughter relationship, but it is not a valid theory to justify the toxic masculinity behind the female oppression.

#sylvia plath #daddy issues #poetry #freud #electra complex #literature

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revistadehistoria-es · 2 years

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Síguenos en Instagram @revistadehistoria.es - Lee cada día nuevos Artículos Históricos GRATIS: https://revistadehistoria.es/registro-gratuito/ Hitler, el Führer millonario

#hitler #meinkampf #milucha

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ethereacinth · 1 year

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Hi! I also crafted a poem inspired by Sylvia Plath's work titled "Daddy" but mine is aptly named "Breaking Chains". Hope you'll like it!

Breaking Chains

In the realm where gender's power lies,

A tale of oppression, my heart unties.

A daughter bound to her father's sway,

Enslaved by his legacy, day by day.

"Daddy," she cries, her voice so small,

Seeking connection, but trapped in a thrall.

A patriarchal world, where men hold might,

Her words turn nursery rhymes, sung in fright.

A foot enclosed in a shoe so black,

Thirty years stifled, unable to crack.

Her father's memory, a colossal weight,

A statue of marble, sealing her fate.

A bag full of God, burdened and vast,

An emblem of dominance from the past.

She finds herself adoring a Fascist's reign,

A normalized violence, a society's stain.

A model of her father, she weds anew,

A husband with Meinkampf look, askew.

A love for rack and screw, a cruel facade,

Draining her essence, like a vampire, a fraud.

For seven years, he feeds on her life,

Marriage's chains, a world filled with strife.

Yet, she realizes, within her soul's core,

That oppression's grip she can bear no more.

She drives a stake through her father's heart,

Breaking free from his hold, tearing apart.

Not just her marriage, but the patriarchal mold,

Unmasking its shapeshifting forms, bold.

In recognition, she finds her voice,

Defying the norms, making her choice.

A rebellion against the gendered sway,

She stands tall, no longer led astray.

This poem's battle, not hers alone,

But a cry for equality, from a heart unknown.

For in dismantling oppression's reign,

We forge a path where freedom shall remain.

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sleepwithmonsters · 1 year

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I do the same thing over & over again.

I made a model of you,

A man in black with a Meinkampf look

#syliva plath #plath #daddy plath

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