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New Post has been published on https://www.booksbycarolinemiller.com/musings/a-curmudgeon-in-the-family-of-man/
A Curmudgeon In The Family Of Man
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I was grateful to my neighbor for helping me with a technical problem.  He’s the resident guru on computers at the retirement center and far too modest about himself. Aware that I might need his advice in the future, I asked if he’d care to adopt me despite my advanced age.  A smile parted his lips as his gaze dropped to the carpet. “We’re all family here,” he said. I walked away thinking he’d uttered a beautiful notion, though I tend to reject sentiments that are warm and fuzzy.  I’m old enough to know that the history of “the “family of man” is dysfunctional. Since Caine slew Able we’ve worked to perfect the art of violence. Murder isn’t the kind of glue to hold society together, so we attempt to contain it by inventing rules. Murder on a grand scale we call war.  The rules on those occasions are those of The Geneva Convention. The smaller stuff we leave to religion, laws, politics, and the whims of tyranny. But, like the potter who leaves his fingerprints upon newly shaped clay, because we are flawed creatures, the systems we create can be weaponized and used to threaten others. Justice, after all, is the gloved fist of vengeance. Bill Clinton, our 42nd President, sees philanthropy as a better way to promote social cohesion. Philanthropy can help bust through political and cultural gridlock by showing what can be done. He has many true believers, so many that at his last conference on philanthropy, a thousand do-gooders had to be turned away.   Enthusiasm on this scale is heartwarming, but I’m a curmudgeon. I’ve never been keen to turn the world over to philanthropists.  Who are they, after all, but people otherwise known as oligarchs? Nick Caraway in The Great Gatsby told us about them. They are people who don’t think like the rest of us. I doubt any butcher, baker, cowboy, or tailor would choose to live in a Martian colony under Elan Musk’s rules. I place my faith in “we the people.” Democracy’s collective mind is where we are most likely to find common ground. Alexei Navalny, Vladamir Putin’s murdered opponent, was a man of the people. Having survived attempts to assassinate him, he warned his followers their fate didn’t depend upon his survival but upon their will. If it happens, if they decide to kill me, it means we are incredibly strong.  We need to use that power. (“A  Hero of Our Time,” by Mariam Elder, Vanity Fair, April 2024, pg. 34.) His words may seem like a whistle against the dark, but the Ukrainian people are a living example of that courage. Their David and Goliath story can set this curmudgeon’s heart to racing. Even so, dreams can become fodder for blind ambition.      Our Republican House has placed a chokehold on future aid to that country, reversing their past support.  They did it to placate their revenge candidate, Donald Trump, in the upcoming presidential election.  Trump holds a grudge against Ukraine and is happy to curry the favor of their invader, Vladimir Putin.  If elected, our former president promises to leave Ukraine to the Russians. The predatory world in which we live is Nature’s doing, but humans have wasted no time in making a hell out of the heaven they inherited.  Some attempt to escape the violence by turning to drugs or alcohol. Others rely on religion, mysticism, or conspiracy theories for the dopamine high that makes them happy. Artificial Intelligence (AI) and augmented virtual reality could provide other avenues of escape. Their illusions might help us create worlds so satisfying, that many won’t return to planet Earth. For proof of that possibility, observe how people are mesmerized by their smartphones. We humans aren’t algorithms, however. Wherever we go, we drag our dark side behind us like a beloved toy.  That’s a drawback to consider as we cheer the coming of augmented reality. Despite the challenges ahead, like Navalny, I have hope because….well, what else is there?  Fraternity, equality, and liberty are pretty good ideas. To obtain them all we have to do is curb our tribal nature, though some have argued it doesn’t exist. Whether Instinctive or learned, history confirms that group-think seems natural to us.  We desire to be among people who look like us and share our values.  That passion for conformity rivals our growing need to respect diversity and sometimes makes democracy seem like a fool’s dream.    Given my doubts about the future of mankind, I left the caring gentleman at the retirement center with one request.  “please don’t include me as a member of the community.  I prefer to be the resident alley cat.”
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tinfoilhattime · 8 months
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Hehehehe, guy who I've been chatting with for about a week and a half unmatched with me after I didn't immediately reciprocate his clumsy and aggressive flirting. A few days in he even told me I needed to flirt with him more to know I'm interested. If you're gonna rush me into empty affection my interest plummets.
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sugas6thtooth · 2 months
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sayruq · 4 months
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[CONT] genocidal campaign against Palestinians in Gaza, according to documents seen by the HuffPost US.
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colorful-horses · 5 months
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nurse
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adhdslugcrimes · 23 days
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8y Dick: ugh, can't believe B thought this was a good idea.
10yo Wally, sad, depressed, scared of his dad, and has no friends because he's the weird kid, looking at Dick like he hung the moon: y-yeah, adults can be so weird like that.
Dick: yeah, I bet you rather be back home hanging out with your friends.
Wally: I don't have any friends, plus I try to be out as late as possible before going home.
Dick, looks at him: why don't you have any friends... And staying out late?
Wally: welp I love chemistry so much I'm labeled the weird kid people tend to stay away, and I don't want to see my dad.
Dick:
Wally, nervous:
Dick: tell me about your chemistry knowledge.
Wally, happy, if had ears and tail of a dog would be perked up and wagging, telling him everything he knows and gifted him some acid to be his friend.
*end of flashback*
Bart: so how do you make friends?
Wally: the fuck should I know.
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Wacky relationship dynamics that I love:
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Alchemy of Souls, Doom at Your Service, Extraordinary You, Moon in the Day, Marry My Husband, Guardian: The Lonely and Great God, Oh My Ghost, W: Two Worlds
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intersectionalpraxis · 3 months
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The IOF killed yet another journalist while they're on trial for genocide. They're absolute monsters.
Journalists are protected under international laws (especially under areas of "armed conflict" and since the western world/media keeps calling this a "war" [even though this is a genocide, not a war] -that the IOF has been continuously breaking Geneva Conventions and has been committing war crimes because journalists in "war zones must be treated as civilians and protected as such"). The IOF has murdered over 100 of them -these are people with livelihoods, dreams, ambitions, hobbies, families, and friends, and so much more.
I read a post earlier that when Saudia Arabia murdered one journalist back in 2018 (his name was Jamal Khashoggi) there was global outrage -as there should be for MANY reasons whenever a government institution and/or power kills a person whose work is meant to collect information, and to investigate for publication and dissemination to the world -targeting and assassinating speakers and conveyors of news is beyond heinous. But the fact that over 100 PALESTINIAN JOURNALISTS, including their families -have been systemically targeted and killed by the IOF, is despicable. The occupation MUST end and Palestine must be free.
Rest in power and peace, Muhammad.
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starry-songs-canvas · 1 month
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All Plans Fly Out the Window
There’ve been quite a few long lost twins Damian and Danny meeting at galas, right? All very cute, happy, relaxed, etc.. Well what if we add a little twist?
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Vlad Masters.
A very suspicious figure that only in the last few years rose to wealth and power from almost thin air. Companies that were doing decent simply handing over the keys. No court has ever been able to prove foul play, all judges siding with Masters even when counter mind control measures were in place.
Any evidence or stories implicating Masters were either retracted or removed with great speed.
Bruce did not want another Lex Luther to deal with, and yet he first needs evidence. All of his computers were tightly secured with little connection to the Internet, and the ones that were refusing to be hacked. (“It’s almost as if it’s… alive, B.”)
Therefore, while risky, a more hands-on approach was needed.
Tim and Bruce were to stay in the spotlight, keep Masters eyes on them. While Damian would sneak away and snoop under the pretense of, “being bored”.
However, all of this went out the window when Masters introduced his godson, Daniel Fenton who when shaking their hands said in the League of Assassins dialect in a pleasant tone,
“What the **** are you doing here?”
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dapper-lil-arts · 1 month
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Had this joke in my head ever since i designed this AJ anthro lmao (reference to a parks n rec bit)
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noirneru · 5 months
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idk why i didn't post this here but behold. niddstinien. extra dragon edition. monsterfuckers rise
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murderandcoffee · 7 months
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god just. imagine if daisy, basira, and melanie had been around when gertrude was archivist. gertrude would have just had to point at a ritual and say "LESBIANS! KILL!" and a nuclear bomb of anti-ritual devastation would have gone off immediately. they would have gotten so much shit done
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nando161mando · 3 days
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It’s almost impressive how they manage to do this.
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animentality · 1 year
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crehador · 6 months
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in reverse 1999 you have this magic suitcase that's got like a mini-realm inside, basically your base of operations is in there
so at one point early in the story you're in the suitcase but the suitcase is just like sitting out in the open in the 'real' world, so some kids start messing with it
and your very first 'battle' stage is to chase them off but the stage description is like
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hilarious
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