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cosmicjoke · 4 months
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I've got one more thing to say, and once again, I'm sure it's going to piss all the eruri shippers off, but fuck 'em. Still haven't gotten a single message from them since I turned off anon. I'm waiting, cowards.
Anyway, I was having a discussion with a mutual of mine about this just now. But one of the biggest problems with this idea that Levi is in love with Erwin, is that shippers then become obsessed with this idea that Levi "doomed" humanity for love. Because he just loved Erwin so much, that he decided he specifically was more important than every other person on the planet. These people think this shit is romantic, and so they paint Levi's choice in that light, they frame it in that context.
The problem is, when they do that, when they reduce it and dumb it down to romantic love, they completely MISS the actual, thematic point of that choice and how it ties into the overarching themes of AoT. It wasn't out of romantic love that Levi let Erwin die. It was out of kindness and compassion. It was a refusal to be unkind, even in the name of the greater good. Levi himself represents in that moment the importance of maintaining our humanity, of not losing our humanity for some nebulous cause. That really is one of the main themes of AoT. How this concept of the "greater good" leads to some of the worst atrocities committed in human history. How if we sacrifice everything, including our compassion, to that cause, the cause itself becomes hollow and meaningless.
And as my good friend @geektasticjustine so beautifully put it recently, Levi himself is basically a giant, scarred up heart wrapped up in the packaging of an angry, compact man. He's such a deeply emotional character. Someone driven by empathy and kindness. Someone who lets his heart lead him. Someone who cares too much about other people to ever really be cruel. He can't bring himself to drag Erwin back into the world, even as cold logic would dictate it, because he can't bear to see the continued suffering of another human being. And that really represents, in microcosm, that theme of not allowing ourselves to lose our humanity, to give up our humanity, for any cause. To maintain our humanity, compassion and empathy, even in the face of a cruel and merciless world. What better character to represent that theme than the most compassionate, empathetic character in the whole series?
So it's got nothing to do with this idea of Levi dooming humanity because his love for Erwin was just that strong, and oh, isn't that so romantic. How absurd. It wasn't Levi actively making a choice to sacrifice humanity for Erwin's sake, or saying Erwin was more important to him than humanity.
It was Levi putting his foot down and refusing to be cruel. It was Levi refusing to let a concept become more important than the tangible suffering of a fellow human being. It was Levi saying compassion, kindness and empathy is more important than any idea of the greater good. It was him choosing, not Erwin, but compassion, kindness and empathy over an indefinable cause.
In the end, Levi couldn't be a monster, no matter what it was in the name of.
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thatbadadvice · 1 year
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Help! A Grown-Ass Man Didn’t Do A Thing He Wasn’t Obligated To Do
Alison Green, Inc.com, 19 October 2022:
A candidate hasn't attend his job interview, even though we called him to choose an interview time and then sent a confirmation email including time and location. I was wondering if I can send him an email in which I discipline him for not attending, because it cost me time and money for reserving the location, and inform him that he's been blacklisted from our organization.
I’m sorry -- you set up one entire job interview with a man, an incredible favor that speaks to your thoughtfulness, generosity, and good spirit, a thing you did for him out of the sheer goodness of your own heart, out of no interest of your own, entirely altruistically, and this is the thanks you get? The ungrateful boor cannot be allowed to disrespect you and the deep investment you made in him -- my goodness, you sent him a confirmation email for Pete’s sake! There is only one reason for a person not to show up to a job interview, and that reason is because they are a cruel, ungracious churl whose sole delight in this world is making your life more difficult, like you personally and specifically. No one ever gets sick or in a terrible car accident or has to care for a loved one or gets wrapped up in a community emergency requiring them to prioritize literally anything over spending a half-hour telling another stranger about how their greatest weakness is being the world’s biggest perfectionist.
If this lout is not turned into a shell of his former self by the merciless punishment you personally mete out to him in the service of preserving your good name, you run the risk of it getting around the 2728 North Highway 16 Commercial Park that you are some sort of employer looking for employees with whom to engage in a business relationship, to wit: the exchange of labor for compensation. If this great shame is made public, your reputation might never recover.
What did you have in mind? One worries that someone as kind and considerate as you (a confirmation email! one cannot get over it!) might be reticent to deliver the full thrust of discipline required to ensure that this man never forgets the horrible mistake he made the day he didn’t do a thing he wasn’t obligated to do, with someone who has no power over him whatsoever and to whom he owes absolutely nothing. Certainly calling him some mean names in an email is a place to start, but have you considered: also sending some rude texts? He will really rue the day he failed to discover all the wondrous benefits of hitching his economic apple wagon to your shining star! Spend some time brainstorming other options -- a little light flaying might do this guy a world of good.
At the very least, this man needs to be informed in no uncertain terms that you, the people who set up an interview to which he entirely fucking ghosted, are really the ones who didn’t want to work with him, and that actually you don’t even care if he works there or not, he can absolutely sit and spin as far as you are concerned, you hope he falls off the face of the earth, you barely have even given him a second thought, he is entirely meaningless to you and no person in the entire universe could possibly interest you less. 
(Any chance this no-show good-for-nothing is an entitled Millennial or lazy Gen-Z-er? The younger generations really have no understanding of workplace norms at all!)
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calekinnieplus · 6 months
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Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh.
“The seven deities already tacitly accepted it. What meaning is there even if you don’t accept it?”
Once again, he fell silent. After a long while, he finally exhaled and said to himself with a calm expression, “Even if it’s meaningless, some things still ought to be done.”
My sweet summer child :')
Guys guys, he's so incredibly Kind, oh my goodness. In a cruel world, in a merciless world, you're still kind. Oh, how I love him
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theelispace · 5 months
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The 12 Worst Things of New Jersey (The State I live in)
1. Would it kill you to say "please"?
Chivalry and etiquette are foreign concepts to many New Jerseyans. And it’s fair to assume that on any given day, you’ll encounter an impatient, impolite, disrespectful or downright nasty human-being who shares your lovely Garden State. Not every resident is a hollering, boorish brute, but take a roadtrip to the American south and you’ll realize that the stereotypes about northeasterners being rude are pretty much true.
2. Our traffic mimics "Mad Max"
Infuriating traffic makes sense for our most-densely-populated state. But does everyone have to be such an impatient, over-aggressive maniac? And don’t even start with the maddening array of jughandles and traffic circles.
3. NJ Transit's cruel tricks
To plan your day with the notion that NJ Transit's train or bus will arrive on schedule is to also account for bouts of rage as your pickup becomes delayed — and then canceled altogether. How could it get worse? Oh yeah, how about a crumbling infrastructure?
4. Our eternal civil war
Want to start a meaningless argument at your next dinner party? Ask the table “Where’s the line between North and South Jersey?” and then sit back as everyone spouts a meaningless opinion. Here’s the thing: There are no definitive, state-slicing barriers now, and there never will be. Let it go. (Plus, if we don’t unite, how will we ever conquer Delaware?)
5. And another thing ... our food battles
The pork roll vs. taylor ham discussion is worthy of its own slaughter. The stupid box says Taylor pork roll, people! Both sides are correct. Just let us enjoy our nitrate-soaked meat circles in peace. The same goes for subs/hoagies, Italian ice/water ice and sprinkles/jimmies. A state divided by its snacks is a state on the brink of collapse.
6. The soul-crushing property taxes
This gripe is based purely on fact: New Jersey boasts the highest property taxes in America, by far. The in-state average is now above $8,000 per household. Alabama, and its median property tax rate of $398, sounds awesome right about now.
7. The Pulaski Skyway
Between the merciless potholes, narrow lanes and hairpin exits, the dreary Pulaski feels more like the key in a Batman villain’s plot for Gotham-wide destruction that a structure that still exists in the 21st Century.
8. That wretched Turnpike smell
Anyone who regularly passes by Exit 13 on the Turnpike, and the nearby Linden Cogeneration Plant, already shares this grievance. The intense sulfur stench is especially putrid in warmer weather — coming soon! Though New Jersey is often unfairly mocked for its smells, it’s hard to defend this one.
9. Jersey Shore headaches
A day trip to our beloved surf and sand should surely be a serene occasion. But between Memorial Day and Labor Day, the traffic bottlenecking into the area is inescapable. To park, one must choose to shell out for an overpriced lot, or circle endlessly. Once on the beach, you endure every other frustrated family in its loudest, most obnoxious state. There’s just too many of us — we should try an odd-even system, ala the ‘73 oil crisis.
10. The Jersey meatheads
Are New Jersey’s drink-slugging, muscular buffoons different from the rest of the world’s? Yes. It goes back to the rudeness aspect — much of our population already has the tendency to morph into an inconsiderate jerk at any moment. Add in the misguided sense of entitlement that comes with not being able to touch your own shoulders, and you have the bombastic Jersey meathead, whose sole purpose is to ruin your night at the bar, club, or concert.
11. Our lousy customer service
Why are New Jersey’s service and retail employees all stationed behind a wall of indifference. In supermarkets and convenience stores — anywhere where you encounter a cashier — there’s a good chance you’ll be told to have a nice day, though it’s blatantly obvious they couldn’t care less. And why do New Jersey restaurants get so bent out of shape about separate checks? It almost always leads to a better overall tip!
12. It's us against the world
What other state’s residents need to constantly protect themselves from punchlines and mockery as soon as the cross into foreign lands? If you’re in California and you say “I’m from New Jersey,” don’t you immediately feel like as though a cloud of judgement has rolled in? Sure, we defend our spot and debunk the stereotypes, but a lifetime on watch becomes exhausting.
13. Why do we stay?
Well, have you tried the pizza here? But seriously, beneath all this quibbling, New Jersey is a special place, where many folks are willing to live. Our traffic and crowds are proof of that. And despite its flaws, we love this crazy land.
Oh, and did I mention the pizza?
Okay which is worse
New Jersey or Florida?
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oceanlipgloss · 11 months
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HONEYMOON
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ASMODEUS.
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+ warnings: angst.
+ my mc is the heroine, so the pronouns are feminine.
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Time.
The temperamental emperor rules all that exists in this world; it marks itself in how candles melt to become weaker, their flickering flames turning nonexistent and meaningless. It turns roses into faded jewels under warm baths of summer light.
And her cursed stars desired she be both; delicate rose, petal pink softly glowing in her cheeks, and proud candle radiating warmth—a soul destined to perish, to disappear into the loving arms of heaven.
He was too late to realise, however; her heart had never been crystal. It had always been frosted glass, a mystery in a dress of fog, misty with emotions unknown to him.
Maybe he did love her, and maybe his heart did wish to intertwine with hers forever; but his feelings never unraveled, and only much later did he realise that the very blood in her veins loved him from time back.
In her fiery gown she was a star that helplessly shot through the horizon, one wishing to burn itself just to fall into Earth's arms.
Not from the beginning did she love him—that was mere attraction; but it took very little, too little, for gentle admiration to turn into mad, ardent love. It was a love so beautiful and quiet—fire; it charred her inside her own body, brimming her chest with heavy ash.
And that wasn't enough still; destiny desired for her to suffer more, to bleed and break until she perished, as though she had never existed. So, fate's soldiers put their merciless hands in the soft hold of love and granted their cruel empress's wish. Destiny could finally smirk at the young lover in victory, relishing how flames ran their fiery tongues against her veins, licking every inch of her fragile being.
His lust, her love and immense guilt, they all pledged loyalty to destruction one day. Sin blinded him and broke her; never once did he hesitate to leave her side so he could choose another's, one as unknown to him as much as to her. And she, devoured by regret, could only quietly burn and let the flames tear at her flesh until she became nothingness itself.
Falling in love with a devil was a curse that had never crossed her mind; she had always been fate's scorned slave—dust waiting for the command of winds, one soul in a vast sea of many; and in an endless honeymoon of heartbreak, who could ever defy destiny?
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+ MASTERLIST
+ AO3 POST
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©𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨
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kinesistale · 4 months
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Please note that this AU is a secondary creation based on the original game creator Toby Fox's work UnderTale, and that I own the copyright to KinesisTale.
1. Setting up KinesisTale’s worldview
The experiment was being conducted in a gray space with no one around, but the content of the experiment was all about creating new life, and tests were conducted according to the number of the experiment, starting from A (alpha) to Ω (omega). 24 experiments and After the experiment, they succeeded in creating a new life form. The life form did not have a soul, but instead, its body was made of matter and magic, and its entire body was filled with strong determination (will). The life form that created this new life is UnderTale. The power made up of all the monsters and human data was given the name "Kinesis". Finally, after receiving that name, "Kinesis" spent his time doing various activities in this gray space Creation Void, but as he lived in that space, he became more and more He became bored and exhausted, and was tired of living in an infinite empty space where there was nothing but gray. He escaped this boring space towards a wider world and headed to a new place through dimensional movement. However, what he saw after escaping from the boring space was "Neutral Multidimensional". There was a strong distortion in that dimension, causing confusion about the "Neutral Multidimensional", and this dimension was not just a dimension, but a mysterious place that properly influenced the natural flow of other parallel universes, but recently it has been controlling the AU. It is unstable due to the influence of the beings of Out!Code that influence it. In order to prevent this, I decided to become a neutral of AU and do everything I can to prevent the natural flow of AU from becoming unstable anymore.
2. Personality of Kinesis!Sans
He is blunt and neutral, and respects the actions, actions, and thoughts of all creatures in the world, and does not care about any means or methods to prevent beings that pose a threat to the multiverse. Except for his own purposes and personal hobbies, he does not care about others or has any interest in others. He shows no interest and will even use and abandon his comrades when necessary. He is especially merciless towards those who go against the flow of nature, and has the most cruel personality, so he will do anything, whether it be mercilessly slaughtering them or chasing them away.
3. Appearance of Kinesis!Sans
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Unlike other Sans, Kinesis!Sans is very tall. He stands at a whopping 190cm tall. He wears a school uniform and wears a Mengers sponge cube on his waist. The purple hand on his right hand is a defective hand, and as a result, his right eye is purple. The thread is always engraved, and there are scars on the left side from experiments. More details can be found in the character sheet below.
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4. Abilities
His main ability is Telekinesis, or telekinesis, and some of them are related to 2D to 7D shapes. However, he combined the data of all monsters in UnderTale with the data of humans, and in addition, during his birth experiment, he created a brother who looked exactly like him. He can kill them all, use all supernatural powers and magic, and even collects the entire data of only one timeline among the numerous timelines in each AU to properly flow the natural flow of the multiverse and adds it to his data. Various AU powers can also be used, but due to the endless addition of data, HP, ATF, and DEF have exceeded the measurement range, so it is meaningless to look at them.
5. What is Neutral Multidimensional?
The Neutral Multidimensional is where he currently lives and serves as the natural flow of the AU. Also, if the natural flow is not correct, at least some of the AU's timelines will suffer great damage due to sudden and permanent changes, and if serious, It will only remain as an irreversible, unnatural AT, and if that happens, the balance of the AU will easily collapse, which may have the worst impact on the multiverse, and that's why Kinesis!Sans is trying to prevent it.
6. Trivia
He is absolutely superior in intelligence and his IQ is at least that of a supercomputer or higher. In addition, when outputting dialogue textures, he is 4 times faster than others, which shows that he has a fast head. He is in the 190s and his body resembles 90% of EchoTale's Sans. The remaining 10% of the face and hands reveal a form that reveals Sans. His view of the world is through systems, characters, and geometry. He always has a Void cube, and his appearance is Menger Sponge. This cube's ability is a convenient tool for him to unfold his own infinite space and develop an area that cannot be escaped. Perhaps because he also has the ability to see the past, present and future, he can know for himself what happened in the future or the past and how he came to the current situation. In order to reach the realm of a perfect being, that is, a true god, he collects data endlessly, because he believes that only by doing this can he maintain the flow of nature perfectly. He hates glitches or errors, and the purple hand is one of the reasons… But one day, he will have to work hard to become a being who doesn't have a problem with even having those glitches. Each of his data has a firewall, and the firewalls have come together to form a powerful firewall, so it's not easy to break through that wall. That doesn't mean it can't be broken through at all, but by human standards, you have to hack all night to break it. His favorite puzzle game is Sudoku and his favorite cube-matching board game is chess. His favorite foods are pizza and chocolate, and he often runs a pizza shop. The problem is that he operates illegally, so he is often chased by the police. He usually operates next to the store without a permit… He believed that in order for the natural flow of the multiverse to proceed correctly, he needed to know all AUs, so he has an AU dictionary book made with his own data, and the book is endless. The volume is the same, but there are many pages. It's strange… Since data collection became his hobby, he has become more and more avoiding glitches and errors because he doesn't like the data he collects getting corrupted, which is a huge headache for Kinesis.
If you have any other questions about Kinesis!Sans, please leave a question.
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pitty-aegis-parlor · 5 months
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The 12 Worst Things of New Jersey (The State I live in)
1. Would it kill you to say "please"?
Chivalry and etiquette are foreign concepts to many New Jerseyans. And it’s fair to assume that on any given day, you’ll encounter an impatient, impolite, disrespectful or downright nasty human-being who shares your lovely Garden State. Not every resident is a hollering, boorish brute, but take a roadtrip to the American south and you’ll realize that the stereotypes about northeasterners being rude are pretty much true.
2. Our traffic mimics "Mad Max"
Infuriating traffic makes sense for our most-densely-populated state. But does everyone have to be such an impatient, over-aggressive maniac? And don’t even start with the maddening array of jughandles and traffic circles.
3. NJ Transit's cruel tricks
To plan your day with the notion that NJ Transit's train or bus will arrive on schedule is to also account for bouts of rage as your pickup becomes delayed — and then canceled altogether. How could it get worse? Oh yeah, how about a crumbling infrastructure?
4. Our eternal civil war
Want to start a meaningless argument at your next dinner party? Ask the table “Where’s the line between North and South Jersey?” and then sit back as everyone spouts a meaningless opinion. Here’s the thing: There are no definitive, state-slicing barriers now, and there never will be. Let it go. (Plus, if we don’t unite, how will we ever conquer Delaware?)
5. And another thing ... our food battles
The pork roll vs. taylor ham discussion is worthy of its own slaughter. The stupid box says Taylor pork roll, people! Both sides are correct. Just let us enjoy our nitrate-soaked meat circles in peace. The same goes for subs/hoagies, Italian ice/water ice and sprinkles/jimmies. A state divided by its snacks is a state on the brink of collapse.
6. The soul-crushing property taxes
This gripe is based purely on fact: New Jersey boasts the highest property taxes in America, by far. The in-state average is now above $8,000 per household. Alabama, and its median property tax rate of $398, sounds awesome right about now.
7. The Pulaski Skyway
Between the merciless potholes, narrow lanes and hairpin exits, the dreary Pulaski feels more like the key in a Batman villain’s plot for Gotham-wide destruction that a structure that still exists in the 21st Century.
8. That wretched Turnpike smell
Anyone who regularly passes by Exit 13 on the Turnpike, and the nearby Linden Cogeneration Plant, already shares this grievance. The intense sulfur stench is especially putrid in warmer weather — coming soon! Though New Jersey is often unfairly mocked for its smells, it’s hard to defend this one.
9. Jersey Shore headaches
A day trip to our beloved surf and sand should surely be a serene occasion. But between Memorial Day and Labor Day, the traffic bottlenecking into the area is inescapable. To park, one must choose to shell out for an overpriced lot, or circle endlessly. Once on the beach, you endure every other frustrated family in its loudest, most obnoxious state. There’s just too many of us — we should try an odd-even system, ala the ‘73 oil crisis.
10. The Jersey meatheads
Are New Jersey’s drink-slugging, muscular buffoons different from the rest of the world’s? Yes. It goes back to the rudeness aspect — much of our population already has the tendency to morph into an inconsiderate jerk at any moment. Add in the misguided sense of entitlement that comes with not being able to touch your own shoulders, and you have the bombastic Jersey meathead, whose sole purpose is to ruin your night at the bar, club, or concert.
11. Our lousy customer service
Why are New Jersey’s service and retail employees all stationed behind a wall of indifference. In supermarkets and convenience stores — anywhere where you encounter a cashier — there’s a good chance you’ll be told to have a nice day, though it’s blatantly obvious they couldn’t care less. And why do New Jersey restaurants get so bent out of shape about separate checks? It almost always leads to a better overall tip!
12. It's us against the world
What other state’s residents need to constantly protect themselves from punchlines and mockery as soon as the cross into foreign lands? If you’re in California and you say “I’m from New Jersey,” don’t you immediately feel like as though a cloud of judgement has rolled in? Sure, we defend our spot and debunk the stereotypes, but a lifetime on watch becomes exhausting.
13. Why do we stay?
Well, have you tried the pizza here? But seriously, beneath all this quibbling, New Jersey is a special place, where many folks are willing to live. Our traffic and crowds are proof of that. And despite its flaws, we love this crazy land.
Oh, and did I mention the pizza?
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I have never visited or know about New Jersey, though I’ll keep that in mind!
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johnlocsin-johnyakuza · 6 months
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The 12 Worst Things of New Jersey (The State I live in)
1. Would it kill you to say "please"?
Chivalry and etiquette are foreign concepts to many New Jerseyans. And it’s fair to assume that on any given day, you’ll encounter an impatient, impolite, disrespectful or downright nasty human-being who shares your lovely Garden State. Not every resident is a hollering, boorish brute, but take a roadtrip to the American south and you’ll realize that the stereotypes about northeasterners being rude are pretty much true.
2. Our traffic mimics "Mad Max"
Infuriating traffic makes sense for our most-densely-populated state. But does everyone have to be such an impatient, over-aggressive maniac? And don’t even start with the maddening array of jughandles and traffic circles.
3. NJ Transit's cruel tricks
To plan your day with the notion that NJ Transit's train or bus will arrive on schedule is to also account for bouts of rage as your pickup becomes delayed — and then canceled altogether. How could it get worse? Oh yeah, how about a crumbling infrastructure?
4. Our eternal civil war
Want to start a meaningless argument at your next dinner party? Ask the table “Where’s the line between North and South Jersey?” and then sit back as everyone spouts a meaningless opinion. Here’s the thing: There are no definitive, state-slicing barriers now, and there never will be. Let it go. (Plus, if we don’t unite, how will we ever conquer Delaware?)
5. And another thing ... our food battles
The pork roll vs. taylor ham discussion is worthy of its own slaughter. The stupid box says Taylor pork roll, people! Both sides are correct. Just let us enjoy our nitrate-soaked meat circles in peace. The same goes for subs/hoagies, Italian ice/water ice and sprinkles/jimmies. A state divided by its snacks is a state on the brink of collapse.
6. The soul-crushing property taxes
This gripe is based purely on fact: New Jersey boasts the highest property taxes in America, by far. The in-state average is now above $8,000 per household. Alabama, and its median property tax rate of $398, sounds awesome right about now.
7. The Pulaski Skyway
Between the merciless potholes, narrow lanes and hairpin exits, the dreary Pulaski feels more like the key in a Batman villain’s plot for Gotham-wide destruction that a structure that still exists in the 21st Century.
8. That wretched Turnpike smell
Anyone who regularly passes by Exit 13 on the Turnpike, and the nearby Linden Cogeneration Plant, already shares this grievance. The intense sulfur stench is especially putrid in warmer weather — coming soon! Though New Jersey is often unfairly mocked for its smells, it’s hard to defend this one.
9. Jersey Shore headaches
A day trip to our beloved surf and sand should surely be a serene occasion. But between Memorial Day and Labor Day, the traffic bottlenecking into the area is inescapable. To park, one must choose to shell out for an overpriced lot, or circle endlessly. Once on the beach, you endure every other frustrated family in its loudest, most obnoxious state. There’s just too many of us — we should try an odd-even system, ala the ‘73 oil crisis.
10. The Jersey meatheads
Are New Jersey’s drink-slugging, muscular buffoons different from the rest of the world’s? Yes. It goes back to the rudeness aspect — much of our population already has the tendency to morph into an inconsiderate jerk at any moment. Add in the misguided sense of entitlement that comes with not being able to touch your own shoulders, and you have the bombastic Jersey meathead, whose sole purpose is to ruin your night at the bar, club, or concert.
11. Our lousy customer service
Why are New Jersey’s service and retail employees all stationed behind a wall of indifference. In supermarkets and convenience stores — anywhere where you encounter a cashier — there’s a good chance you’ll be told to have a nice day, though it’s blatantly obvious they couldn’t care less. And why do New Jersey restaurants get so bent out of shape about separate checks? It almost always leads to a better overall tip!
12. It's us against the world
What other state’s residents need to constantly protect themselves from punchlines and mockery as soon as the cross into foreign lands? If you’re in California and you say “I’m from New Jersey,” don’t you immediately feel like as though a cloud of judgement has rolled in? Sure, we defend our spot and debunk the stereotypes, but a lifetime on watch becomes exhausting.
13. Why do we stay?
Well, have you tried the pizza here? But seriously, beneath all this quibbling, New Jersey is a special place, where many folks are willing to live. Our traffic and crowds are proof of that. And despite its flaws, we love this crazy land.
Oh, and did I mention the pizza?
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a-weird-writer · 1 year
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yato kami licking my finger cuz i got a papercut
"Yare yare. So careless, allow me to so politely assist you."
Yato no Kami is discrete. Why shouldn't he be? A dark noble of devilish delight and merit, surrounded in fallen blood, dead and alive. Pools of red follow his footsteps, the lingering rot and withering deaths of weaker Enshyoujo. Brethren at his beck and call, obedient and violent as a beast can be. He controls a whole world, winged and armed to the teeth, ready to feast at the slightest raise of his hand.
Regardless of his past misdeeds, he likes to steady himself. Keep balanced, fair but carelessly free. For his lover and the sake of his intelligence.
Minor Warning; Yato no Kami being Yato no Kami & mild suggestive themes. Spoilers for Yato's seal (Blood, blood drinking & bleeding. Paper cuts. Hints at sadism, gruesome vampire being a gruesome vampire.)
It's impossible for him to take anything too seriously, making light of the most ridiculous situations. Life is a game to his humble self, a role to fulfill. Goal reaching, to seek the pinnacle of life's potential, live as much as possible; pawns to play, foes to harm. It's simply natural to cling to happy memories, to establish yourself to pleasure and meaning.
Being an ancestral god of vampires-a lord amongst their kind-doesn't exactly lighten the overwhelming weight of his presence, nor should it be so quickly glazed over. Not that he bothers concealing it.
Yato is honest and open about his endless appetite, especially when it comes to his favored one's blood. His cravings are indeed a bother, but he minds not, for he trusts himself to never be too suffocating to his maidens. He was born with them and makes no light work of how willing he acts on them but is more than strong enough to control himself whenever or wherever he deems fit.
Blood is an important part of who Yato is, long past anything even remotely human. But he has no intention of ever wholly losing himself, not to be a creature of voiceless whispers, endless wandering and meaningless destruction.
So, when you accidently cut your finger and so innocently ask for a bandage, Yato restrains-yet can't help but jump at the chance to indulge. As merciless creatures like him always do, moving and entangling themselves in a furious cycle of addicting pleasure. Roaring like lions, drooling at the sight of carnage.
Teeth drop, lips moistened by a sharp cruel tongue. An eagle watching mice struggle in their long talons, a tiger preparing to hungrily pounce at an innocent elk. His irises narrow only a mere inch, burning an invisible hole in your hand. Tainted, barely noticeable by a fool not paying attention. Flicked delicately across a smile. Tasting the smell in the air, a void within hungers, delighting in its freshness.
His voice is unwavering despite his true intentions, deep as night and black as the abyss, glazed in the purest malice known to man. Greed and malice quake his throat, erupting in an earthly rumble so quiet you can't properly hear it. Meant to pick apart and brash forward. Reflecting the bitterness of an oncoming storm, a calamity swelling. An aftertaste of you can't describe, behind the grey clouds at the center of Skies' natural disruption. It's mark upon the Heavens, immortal, lasting.
Deciding-determined to give something else Yato no Kami insists is far more helpful.
His smirk, thin and small, is one of pleasure. Of a sweet sourness, leaving a bad taste in your mouth. A pale shadow, dark in its wisdom; sincere, overcoming. The upward twist that never reaches his eyes, a sharp contrast to his nature. And it intensifies as he eyes your cut, devouring your sight. Trained on the life resting in the depths of your finger, peaking out so very slightly. An ocean of nourishment and nutrition.
His gaze looks so simple, divine and knowing. Fast to crush, consume all unfortunate enough to cross its path. The gentle wave of dark lashes, water resisting oil, deadly darkness, capturing red. No light exists in his remorseless vanity. Only being, the deep purity of his instinct; You know better, throughout your countless encounters with the supreme monster bewitching you-how to truly look someone in the eyes. How to unveil the secret of their gaze, the windows to their soul. Assuming Yato still had his.
Little do you know Yato doesn't have secrets, there is no reason to hide his truest self from anyone or anything, curious or opposite. There is no bigger underlying principle, Yato no Kami simply is because he wants to be.
He won't foolishly deny his inhuman greed for your skin, (Especially since he knows when you can tell, reading your expressions like reading a picture book, like it's hard?) if questioned. But you seem to be burdened-thinking there is more to Yato then he is already showing, and he supposes you aren't exactly wrong to assume such of a creature of the night like him.
It is right to be fearful of things you don't understand, to try and grasp the mysterious tides of the unknown. If humans didn't fear things as much, they wouldn't have grown so advanced and paranoid. Fear is a critical tool for survival.
The fluid so rich and fresh beneath the surface of your flesh. So red, so inviting. Blood speaks volumes. Talks so dirty and filthy in desire. As mentioned before, Yato bothers not to mask his intent, but he does bother enough to hold himself back in certain situations.
And the restraint is useful of course. And someone needs to clean your mess up. It helps a great deal most times, to not completely bite off your finger as he welcomes its sliced tip onto his tongue, excited to have a taste. His grip on your hand is careful and slow, purposefully treading lightly to both avoid truly antagonizing his beloved and to tease you as well as himself, to savor the moment even more before it's ruined.
Sensing the second it threatens to drip, waste away like dirt on the floor, he doesn't allow it the satisfaction of an escape. Nor will he allow you to look away. See and observe as he feasts, how beautifully the skin reacts.
Hook, line and sinker. Blood is his nature and rituals require sacrifice. To take life, play games, one must be as cunning as he is. While he roams outside the well, while he can say something about it, your blood shall yield. Where's the fun if he can't properly savor it?
His tongue so wickedly licks before your blood can wiggle another inch, flowing smoothly upon your finger, still frozen in shock in such an erupt action. Skin flushing in his wake, pausing to cherish and lavage in his defined pursue of your taste.
Every flavor, every patch of skin, every offering, drunk empty. As Shuten Dōji enjoys his wine, Yato no Kami obviously happily devours your fluids to the absolute fullest.
Delicate and fluffy to the touch, his tongue drinks everything it touches. Not only your blood but your flesh as well. His saliva coating behind each lovely stroke, leaving a reminder of where he's been, drying the single moment he departs.
Can't have that now, can we? He doesn't even give you a minute to gather yourself, to actually respond to his strange offer. His sudden weird, urge to 'help' you out.
How sad would it be? To break by his hand?
But where is the meaning in that, dare he wonder? There is a corrupt energy, recklessly flying in a caged frenzy. Miasma of ruby red, the stirred emotion of a pure vampire. The cracked veins, spreading like an infectious plague, rage inhuman blood. The vicious moons burn like embers, an infernal flame, absorbing the cut like it was last vulnerable thing they will ever see.
His smile-unchanging-holds true and tells no lies.
For Yato no Kami is, after all, a simple monster acting on purely instinct.
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And so we fall, and fall, and fall.
Men say death is the end. They are wrong.
Death is just an erasing, a meaningless emptiness.
Maddness is the end. And we’ll never consciously reach it.
When we are born, little soul, we are thrown on life’s merciless path.
For some it is short and hard, for other long and smoother;
While a few chosen can begin with a downward slope, many have to climb their first step;
But all have their thorns, their obstacles to overcome,
And none is easy.
However, we go on, ignore the hurt and continue walking,
Because there is a guardian out there, a jailer called hope.
Like blind butterflies, we follow it, attracted beyond reason by its light.
It protect us, warm us, entrap us.
It ensure we will never willingly leave its embrace.
What about those who leave it, do you ask?
Well, that is where maddness comes in.
Because here is the thing: there is no Freedom in this world.
Only life’s path caged by hope, trailed by a thousands of howling prisoners,
And the distant sigh of the wanderers, forever plunged in darkness.
So here is our fate, little soul, here is our pain:
Until the tiniest, slightest bit of light is gone from our eyes,
We have to continue to advance, to thrive on life’s cruel path.
There simply is no other way.
Freedom cannot exist, and Wings are just another name for chains.
Sinvulkt (Wakare)
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Beautiful Young Elephant Puthenkulam Ananthakrishnan in Sakthikulangara ...
#BreakTheChains #Elephants are highly social animals who form strong, lasting bonds with their family members. They work together to solve problems and rely on the wisdom, judgment, and experience of their eldest relatives. In their natural homes, elephants spend their days socializing, swimming, browsing, and playing. These mammals are one of the few animals that are capable of displaying emotions, empathy, and emotional intelligence. We say that #elephants have big hearts because they are capable of expressing emotions. #elephant empathy and their emotions may be easy to understand because the emotions felt by elephants resemble those felt by humans. #Elephants protect their babies #elephants are very protective of their young and will use their bodies to shield them from potential threats. They will also use their trunks to create a barrier between the calves and any perceived danger. If an elephant feels that her calf is in danger, she will trumpet loudly and may even charge at the perceived threat. Though exploiting elephants for entertainment has fallen out of favor with compassionate consumers, some circuses and other traveling shows continue to profit from the cruel practice. Handlers beat, shock, and whip them until they learn to perform meaningless, confusing tricks that have no connection to their natural instincts and behavior. #Elephants in #Circuses/ #captivity are beaten and #chained for years. They only get food when they proform a trick that is not Natural to them. #wildanimals are stolen from their #wildhabatts and families they are placed in small spaces. Then they are beaten to break their #Spirits, not allowd rest, food or water. #elephants are kept alone in short chains around their ankles all for soul called #humanintertaiment. At tourist traps around the world, elephants who are made to give rides to humans are chained and beaten into submission. Many exploiters hold them in isolation from other members of their species. The boredom, stress, and trauma of #captivity can lead elephants to exhibit abnormal and harmful types of behavior, such as constant swaying and increased aggression. Most captive ones die decades short of the natural life expectancy of their species. #Elephants Used for Tourist Rides: Elephants are forced to give rides through violence and domination. Training begins early on. Young ones are taken from their frantic mothers and are then tied down and beaten with bullhooks and other instruments. The process continues until their spirits are broken and they’re fearful enough to obey their trainers in order to avoid pain. Elephants made to give rides are routinely denied nutritious food, adequate water, and needed veterinary care, especially for their feet. Countless humans and other animals have sustained injuries and even been killed when captive elephants have snapped and struck backs. Because every rider they are forced to give rides to who pays an excursion involving captive elephants has a hand in supporting this merciless cycle of abuse. #Elephants used in circus acts: Elephants used in circus shows live a dismal life in which they are dominated, imprisoned, and violently trained. Held like prisoners, those made to perform are often stuck in cramped trucks, shackled in barns, or forced to do tricks, and each wrong move leads to a painful strike from a bullhook. In order to train them, still-nursing baby elephants are roped around all four legs and dragged away from their mothers. From that point forward, they’re punished every time they attempt to engage in any type of instinctive, natural behavior until they become submissive and obedient. Most elephants used by circuses and zoos were captured in the wild and forced to leave their freedom and families behind. These industries spin captive breeding as a way to help prevent elephants from going extinct, but it’s bad for the captive animals who need more than a patch of dirt and food to thrive and accomplishes nothing for the species in the wild.Not to mention Elephants are highly intelligent and social animals, and their well-being can be significantly impacted when they are forced to perform in captivity. Let’s explore some of the challenges they face:   1.  Social and Emotional Challenges: In the wild, elephants live in large family units, forming intricate social networks. They mourn the loss of family members and rely on constant companionship. However, in captivity, elephants are often isolated or placed in artificial social units. Bonds are frequently broken due to shuffling between facilities. This lack of socialization and companionship deeply impacts their well-being. Ethical alternatives such as elephant sanctuaries prioritize natural social structures, allowing elephants to form meaningful relationships and engage in natural behaviors. 2. Physical Health Issues" Captive elephants suffer from foot disease, a major contributor to their early demise. Foot problems lead to systemic infections and joint issues. Limited space and inadequate habitats in captivity/zoos exacerbate these challenges. 3. Training Techniques and Stress:: Punishment-based training methods, such as beatings and shocks, cause stress, fear, and aggression in elephants. This also can lead to physical health issues as in trauma and social deprivation, exhibiting effects similar to post-traumatic stress. Stereotypical behavior, such as repetitive movements, is their way of managing stress and creating soothing endorphins. In order to keep exhibits stocked, facilities have turned to experimental artificial insemination procedures that involve inserting probes, catheters, and scopes into an elephant’s rectum and reproductive tract. These highly invasive procedures can take hours to perform and are typically repeated many times each cycle, often for years, before an elephant ever conceives. Rates of stillbirths and infant mortality are extremely high in captive elephant populations. Exhibitors spend millions of dollars to keep a few elephants on display, when that money could go so much further if spent on conserving habitats and protecting the species in the wild. This can lead to economic downturns, pandemics, or war. It destroys the lives of not only the animals but the whole world. The next pandemic we have might just wipe out all life. Please don't be apart of this distraction be apart of the solution #DontBuyATicket to see #wildanimals in #CaptivityKills In summary, elephants experience significant stress and physical health challenges when forced to perform. Ethical alternatives that prioritize their well-being are crucial for their conservation and humane treatment. Thought for the day One must not like animals to visit a place like this because if one does love animals. Why would they pay to see a #lions, #tiger, #elephant, take a #selfie or ride a wild animal & or perform tricks kept in captivity? When you buy a ticket, they suffer. #wildanimalsarenotslaves #breakthechains! #Elephants reveal a creature that weeps, revels, rages, and grieves. One can only believe that the depth of an #elephant’s emotional capacity knows no limits. When you buy a ticket They suffer. If you love animals, #DontBuyATicket for #dontideelephants #saynotoelephants elephantrides…#bornwildandfree Animals deserve the freedom that we #humananimals have. #keepthemwildandfree #CaptivityKills #breakthechains #dontrideelephants #banelephantrides #BanZoos #banselfieswithwildlife #bananimalcurcuses #bancaptivity #WildAnimals were #bornwild for a reason #LeaveThemWild You have a choice they don't #bethechange #liveandletlive #savewildlife #Elephants Abused for Tourists’ Cheap Photos/#selfies and #Entertainment #BreakTheChains #ElephantAbuse #PleaseSign #AnimalPetition #PleaseShareToMakeTheWorldAware #SpeakUpForElephants #AnimalAbuse #BoycottTheCircus #BoycottElephantRides #BreakTheChains https://twitter.com/hdtioJWV9FT38Jo/status/1774172838917812672
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The 12 Worst Things of New Jersey (The State I live in)
1. Would it kill you to say "please"?
Chivalry and etiquette are foreign concepts to many New Jerseyans. And it’s fair to assume that on any given day, you’ll encounter an impatient, impolite, disrespectful or downright nasty human-being who shares your lovely Garden State. Not every resident is a hollering, boorish brute, but take a roadtrip to the American south and you’ll realize that the stereotypes about northeasterners being rude are pretty much true.
2. Our traffic mimics "Mad Max"
Infuriating traffic makes sense for our most-densely-populated state. But does everyone have to be such an impatient, over-aggressive maniac? And don’t even start with the maddening array of jughandles and traffic circles.
3. NJ Transit's cruel tricks
To plan your day with the notion that NJ Transit's train or bus will arrive on schedule is to also account for bouts of rage as your pickup becomes delayed — and then canceled altogether. How could it get worse? Oh yeah, how about a crumbling infrastructure?
4. Our eternal civil war
Want to start a meaningless argument at your next dinner party? Ask the table “Where’s the line between North and South Jersey?” and then sit back as everyone spouts a meaningless opinion. Here’s the thing: There are no definitive, state-slicing barriers now, and there never will be. Let it go. (Plus, if we don’t unite, how will we ever conquer Delaware?)
5. And another thing ... our food battles
The pork roll vs. taylor ham discussion is worthy of its own slaughter. The stupid box says Taylor pork roll, people! Both sides are correct. Just let us enjoy our nitrate-soaked meat circles in peace. The same goes for subs/hoagies, Italian ice/water ice and sprinkles/jimmies. A state divided by its snacks is a state on the brink of collapse.
6. The soul-crushing property taxes
This gripe is based purely on fact: New Jersey boasts the highest property taxes in America, by far. The in-state average is now above $8,000 per household. Alabama, and its median property tax rate of $398, sounds awesome right about now.
7. The Pulaski Skyway
Between the merciless potholes, narrow lanes and hairpin exits, the dreary Pulaski feels more like the key in a Batman villain’s plot for Gotham-wide destruction that a structure that still exists in the 21st Century.
8. That wretched Turnpike smell
Anyone who regularly passes by Exit 13 on the Turnpike, and the nearby Linden Cogeneration Plant, already shares this grievance. The intense sulfur stench is especially putrid in warmer weather — coming soon! Though New Jersey is often unfairly mocked for its smells, it’s hard to defend this one.
9. Jersey Shore headaches
A day trip to our beloved surf and sand should surely be a serene occasion. But between Memorial Day and Labor Day, the traffic bottlenecking into the area is inescapable. To park, one must choose to shell out for an overpriced lot, or circle endlessly. Once on the beach, you endure every other frustrated family in its loudest, most obnoxious state. There’s just too many of us — we should try an odd-even system, ala the ‘73 oil crisis.
10. The Jersey meatheads
Are New Jersey’s drink-slugging, muscular buffoons different from the rest of the world’s? Yes. It goes back to the rudeness aspect — much of our population already has the tendency to morph into an inconsiderate jerk at any moment. Add in the misguided sense of entitlement that comes with not being able to touch your own shoulders, and you have the bombastic Jersey meathead, whose sole purpose is to ruin your night at the bar, club, or concert.
11. Our lousy customer service
Why are New Jersey’s service and retail employees all stationed behind a wall of indifference. In supermarkets and convenience stores — anywhere where you encounter a cashier — there’s a good chance you’ll be told to have a nice day, though it’s blatantly obvious they couldn’t care less. And why do New Jersey restaurants get so bent out of shape about separate checks? It almost always leads to a better overall tip!
12. It's us against the world
What other state’s residents need to constantly protect themselves from punchlines and mockery as soon as the cross into foreign lands? If you’re in California and you say “I’m from New Jersey,” don’t you immediately feel like as though a cloud of judgement has rolled in? Sure, we defend our spot and debunk the stereotypes, but a lifetime on watch becomes exhausting.
13. Why do we stay?
Well, have you tried the pizza here? But seriously, beneath all this quibbling, New Jersey is a special place, where many folks are willing to live. Our traffic and crowds are proof of that. And despite its flaws, we love this crazy land.
Oh, and did I mention the pizza?
I feel so sorry for you.
That all sounds so annoying
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jokurr-d-phantom · 6 months
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The 12 Worst Things of New Jersey (The State I live in)
1. Would it kill you to say "please"?
Chivalry and etiquette are foreign concepts to many New Jerseyans. And it’s fair to assume that on any given day, you’ll encounter an impatient, impolite, disrespectful or downright nasty human-being who shares your lovely Garden State. Not every resident is a hollering, boorish brute, but take a roadtrip to the American south and you’ll realize that the stereotypes about northeasterners being rude are pretty much true.
2. Our traffic mimics "Mad Max"
Infuriating traffic makes sense for our most-densely-populated state. But does everyone have to be such an impatient, over-aggressive maniac? And don’t even start with the maddening array of jughandles and traffic circles.
3. NJ Transit's cruel tricks
To plan your day with the notion that NJ Transit's train or bus will arrive on schedule is to also account for bouts of rage as your pickup becomes delayed — and then canceled altogether. How could it get worse? Oh yeah, how about a crumbling infrastructure?
4. Our eternal civil war
Want to start a meaningless argument at your next dinner party? Ask the table “Where’s the line between North and South Jersey?” and then sit back as everyone spouts a meaningless opinion. Here’s the thing: There are no definitive, state-slicing barriers now, and there never will be. Let it go. (Plus, if we don’t unite, how will we ever conquer Delaware?)
5. And another thing ... our food battles
The pork roll vs. taylor ham discussion is worthy of its own slaughter. The stupid box says Taylor pork roll, people! Both sides are correct. Just let us enjoy our nitrate-soaked meat circles in peace. The same goes for subs/hoagies, Italian ice/water ice and sprinkles/jimmies. A state divided by its snacks is a state on the brink of collapse.
6. The soul-crushing property taxes
This gripe is based purely on fact: New Jersey boasts the highest property taxes in America, by far. The in-state average is now above $8,000 per household. Alabama, and its median property tax rate of $398, sounds awesome right about now.
7. The Pulaski Skyway
Between the merciless potholes, narrow lanes and hairpin exits, the dreary Pulaski feels more like the key in a Batman villain’s plot for Gotham-wide destruction that a structure that still exists in the 21st Century.
8. That wretched Turnpike smell
Anyone who regularly passes by Exit 13 on the Turnpike, and the nearby Linden Cogeneration Plant, already shares this grievance. The intense sulfur stench is especially putrid in warmer weather — coming soon! Though New Jersey is often unfairly mocked for its smells, it’s hard to defend this one.
9. Jersey Shore headaches
A day trip to our beloved surf and sand should surely be a serene occasion. But between Memorial Day and Labor Day, the traffic bottlenecking into the area is inescapable. To park, one must choose to shell out for an overpriced lot, or circle endlessly. Once on the beach, you endure every other frustrated family in its loudest, most obnoxious state. There’s just too many of us — we should try an odd-even system, ala the ‘73 oil crisis.
10. The Jersey meatheads
Are New Jersey’s drink-slugging, muscular buffoons different from the rest of the world’s? Yes. It goes back to the rudeness aspect — much of our population already has the tendency to morph into an inconsiderate jerk at any moment. Add in the misguided sense of entitlement that comes with not being able to touch your own shoulders, and you have the bombastic Jersey meathead, whose sole purpose is to ruin your night at the bar, club, or concert.
11. Our lousy customer service
Why are New Jersey’s service and retail employees all stationed behind a wall of indifference. In supermarkets and convenience stores — anywhere where you encounter a cashier — there’s a good chance you’ll be told to have a nice day, though it’s blatantly obvious they couldn’t care less. And why do New Jersey restaurants get so bent out of shape about separate checks? It almost always leads to a better overall tip!
12. It's us against the world
What other state’s residents need to constantly protect themselves from punchlines and mockery as soon as the cross into foreign lands? If you’re in California and you say “I’m from New Jersey,” don’t you immediately feel like as though a cloud of judgement has rolled in? Sure, we defend our spot and debunk the stereotypes, but a lifetime on watch becomes exhausting.
13. Why do we stay?
Well, have you tried the pizza here? But seriously, beneath all this quibbling, New Jersey is a special place, where many folks are willing to live. Our traffic and crowds are proof of that. And despite its flaws, we love this crazy land.
Oh, and did I mention the pizza?
Don't visit New Jersey, gotcha.
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Later, before she can finish off an exhausted Jack, Ashi remembers the time her mother squished a ladybug for "distracting" her from a sparring session. In Episode XCV, Ashi has a dream about her mother while unconscious, once again commanding her to kill Jack. The High Priestess drinking Aku's essence After training them, she gives them white female masks and weapons and sends them out into the world to kill Jack. There, she gave birth to seven girls and put them through years of hard and intense training to mold them into deadly, ninja-like assassins who would be able to track down and kill Samurai Jack, Aku's long-time nemesis. The High Priestess first appears in the first episode of season five, at the center of a ceremony being conducted by the Cult of Aku, an all-female cult of devout worshipers of Aku. Her obsession with killing Jack proves to be her ultimate downfall, as she let her guard down long enough for Ashi to impale her with her own arrow while attempting to kill Jack. Moreover, she had no problem with killing her own daughter when Ashi betrays her cause. However, she tried to psychologically manipulate Ashi by reminding her of her dead sisters, and is willing to pardon Ashi if she kills Jack while he is meditating and hands over her dagger, even though her past actions strongly suggest that she does not care for them, a sign of her manipulative personality. The only feelings she had exhibited are those of love for Aku and hatred of Jack. She didn't appear to love her daughters, or bond to the other cultists. Her actions always had a purpose, and were never done for any sort of sadistic enjoyment. The Priestess was more unfeeling than cruel. It's unknown whether she actually believes this or only said it to mislead them into his service. She repeatedly told her daughters that all that is good came from Aku, and that Jack was the reason that the world has problems. She crushed a ladybug in front of Ashi in order to demonstrate her view that life was meaningless unless it is in the service of Aku. When her daughters finally completed their training, she immediately sent them to kill Jack without giving them time to celebrate or even rest. She did not have any regard for life, as demonstrated by not caring about the deaths of any of her daughters or the other cult members. Whereas most women would be too sick and exhausted to even sit up, she is capable of walking around and giving orders. Immediately after giving birth, she is helped into her mask and robe and proceeds like nothing happened. She was single-minded in her devotion, lacked any semblance of sympathy, seemed to be aristocratic, and possesses great self control. It was later revealed that she drank from a ceremonial goblet that contained a portion of Aku's essence when he once appeared to the cult, allowing her to conceive human-demon hybrid septuplets. The Priestess is rather mysterious, as it is currently unknown how she came to be so devoted to Aku, her past and the reasons her worldview is so distorted. At some point, she acquired a magical "darkness" from the Pit of Hate and pushed all her daughters into it so that they may become one with the darkness of Aku to receive supernatural abilities. The Priestess had the personality of a typical, psychotic, merciless, fanatical cult leader, believing that the service of her master was the most important thing in the world. She was shown to be wearing some form of jumpsuit made from the same black, tar-like substance that the rest of her fellow cultists wore. During the flashback when she drank Aku's essence, her facial profile is shown to heavily resemble Ashi and her sisters. Like other members of the cult, she wore a black robe, white mask, and a head covering with horns resembling Aku's, except her head covering had six horns instead of four like the other members (possibly signifying her role as the leader of the cult). She was briefly seen from the back as she is being dressed in her outfit, and it is seen that she is slim and has long black hair. Her true appearance is unknown, but a silhouette of her was shown when she was giving birth to her seven daughters. The High Priestess giving birth to her seven daughters.
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Later, before she can finish off an exhausted Jack, Ashi remembers the time her mother squished a ladybug for "distracting" her from a sparring session. In Episode XCV, Ashi has a dream about her mother while unconscious, once again commanding her to kill Jack. The High Priestess drinking Aku's essence After training them, she gives them white female masks and weapons and sends them out into the world to kill Jack. There, she gave birth to seven girls and put them through years of hard and intense training to mold them into deadly, ninja-like assassins who would be able to track down and kill Samurai Jack, Aku's long-time nemesis. The High Priestess first appears in the first episode of season five, at the center of a ceremony being conducted by the Cult of Aku, an all-female cult of devout worshipers of Aku. Her obsession with killing Jack proves to be her ultimate downfall, as she let her guard down long enough for Ashi to impale her with her own arrow while attempting to kill Jack. Moreover, she had no problem with killing her own daughter when Ashi betrays her cause. However, she tried to psychologically manipulate Ashi by reminding her of her dead sisters, and is willing to pardon Ashi if she kills Jack while he is meditating and hands over her dagger, even though her past actions strongly suggest that she does not care for them, a sign of her manipulative personality. The only feelings she had exhibited are those of love for Aku and hatred of Jack. She didn't appear to love her daughters, or bond to the other cultists. Her actions always had a purpose, and were never done for any sort of sadistic enjoyment. The Priestess was more unfeeling than cruel. It's unknown whether she actually believes this or only said it to mislead them into his service. She repeatedly told her daughters that all that is good came from Aku, and that Jack was the reason that the world has problems. She crushed a ladybug in front of Ashi in order to demonstrate her view that life was meaningless unless it is in the service of Aku. When her daughters finally completed their training, she immediately sent them to kill Jack without giving them time to celebrate or even rest. She did not have any regard for life, as demonstrated by not caring about the deaths of any of her daughters or the other cult members. Whereas most women would be too sick and exhausted to even sit up, she is capable of walking around and giving orders. Immediately after giving birth, she is helped into her mask and robe and proceeds like nothing happened. She was single-minded in her devotion, lacked any semblance of sympathy, seemed to be aristocratic, and possesses great self control. It was later revealed that she drank from a ceremonial goblet that contained a portion of Aku's essence when he once appeared to the cult, allowing her to conceive human-demon hybrid septuplets. The Priestess is rather mysterious, as it is currently unknown how she came to be so devoted to Aku, her past and the reasons her worldview is so distorted. At some point, she acquired a magical "darkness" from the Pit of Hate and pushed all her daughters into it so that they may become one with the darkness of Aku to receive supernatural abilities. The Priestess had the personality of a typical, psychotic, merciless, fanatical cult leader, believing that the service of her master was the most important thing in the world. She was shown to be wearing some form of jumpsuit made from the same black, tar-like substance that the rest of her fellow cultists wore. During the flashback when she drank Aku's essence, her facial profile is shown to heavily resemble Ashi and her sisters. Like other members of the cult, she wore a black robe, white mask, and a head covering with horns resembling Aku's, except her head covering had six horns instead of four like the other members (possibly signifying her role as the leader of the cult). She was briefly seen from the back as she is being dressed in her outfit, and it is seen that she is slim and has long black hair. Her true appearance is unknown, but a silhouette of her was shown when she was giving birth to her seven daughters. The High Priestess giving birth to her seven daughters.
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cosmicjoke · 3 years
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Levi and Zeke:  Their similarities and the Fundamental differences between Them:
I’ve recently been having a discussion with @ourmondobongo, and it’s spurred me to want to kind of analyze further the fundamental and philosophical differences between Levi and Zeke.  I know I’ve gone into this thoroughly already, but my discussion with ourmondobongo has really made me want to delve in even deeper.  First though, let me thank them for, as always, inspiring such insightful discussion among the fan base!
Some really interesting ideas were posted here, about Zeke’s experiences growing up in Liberio informing his world view and his views on the worth, or rather, lack thereof, in human life.   ourmondobongo suggested that, because of Zeke’s experiences with his parents, utilizing him as a tool for the Resistance, and his subsequent utilization by the Marlyean army as a tool of war, it ended up warping his perception, and influencing him to believe that all human life is inherently worthless unless it can be molded into a tool or a weapon to further some goal.  I agree with this interpretation of Zeke’s mindset and what shaped it.  This is undoubtedly how Zeke views the world, and humanity as a whole, and he’s deemed, because of his own suffering, brought about by his experiences affirming this world view, that life is not worth living.  Because he sees life as without value unless one can make themselves useful in some way, in his view, the suffering inherent in that makes life fundamentally pointless and meaningless and not worth the effort.
Now, where I diverge slightly from ourmondobongo’s view on this is in relation to Zeke’s influence upon Levi in the final arc, or rather, what they say about Zeke’s philosophy overriding or undercutting Levi’s own.  They said that Levi’s belief in an intrinsic value in human life is bombarded and undermined during the final arc of SnK, Zeke’s own belief in the worthlessness of human life being affirmed to him again and again by the chaos and destruction around them, the rightness of his philosophy and belief that this sort of destruction can only stop with the eradication of the Eldian people being confirmed.  But see, the thing is, I don’t think Zeke is at all showing Levi something new, or something which he hasn’t already known all his life.
Zeke claims that his experiences in life make him uniquely suited to understanding the conflict between Eldian’s and Marleyeans, and that his experiences make him uniquely capable of knowing how to solve that conflict.  But Zeke is nothing if not a unfailingly self-centered egotist, someone driven purely by selfish, egotistical viewpoints, unable and unwilling to perceive anything outside of his limited world view.  His life ISN’T unique, his experiences AREN’T unique.  They’re, first of all, shared by every single Eldian on both Marley and in other countries around the world.  Further, and more importantly to the point I’m about to make, they’re shared by Levi.  
Zeke grew up being treated and regarded as a second-class citizen, relegated to a limited area, an internment zone, which he wasn’t allowed to leave unless given direct permission by the powers that be, and regarded as something less than human by the people of Marley.  Well, these are all things Levi himself experienced growing up too, and, I would argue, to an even more extreme degree than Zeke.
Levi grew up in the Underground, a sprawling, subterranean city filled with the so called “dregs of society”.  A place where the poor, the persecuted, the sick, the dying, the deviant and the criminal were either forced to flee to, or more unfortunate still, were born into.  All this underneath the Capital of Paradis, Sina, the richest, most exclusive district inside the Walls.  A place where the elite of society lived and worked and raised their families in wealth and luxury.  The irony of the poorest, most poverty stricken area inside the Walls being directly beneath the richest, most affluent area inside the Walls can’t be overstated.  
Perhaps most relevant to note in this comparison between Zeke’s experience growing up in an internment zone and Levi’s growing up in the Underground, is that the people of the Underground were not only considered second-class citizens, but relegated to something even below that, considered not citizens at all.  They were literally denied citizenship within all areas above ground, within the Walls, and if they somehow managed to make it to the surface, and were found out, they would be promptly deported back to the Underground, where they would continue to be denied any and all rights given to the people up above.  And, it can be easily argued, that the people of the Underground were treated in many ways significantly worse than the Eldian’s inside the interment zone in Liberio.  The people of Liberio seemed relatively well provided for, able to find work, able to earn a living, able to have homes for their families and put food on the table, essentially allowed a sustainable and comfortable life, if one burdened by outside prejudice.  They weren’t made to live in squalor.  Largely, no doubt, because they were seen as an unwanted, but useful resource for the Marleyean government.  The people of the Underground were provided no such provisions.  They were viewed as simple refuse, society’s unwanted and unneeded surplus.  Poverty and depravation ran rampant in the Underground, a lack of resources and support from above resulting in high crime rates and desperation, to things like murder, prostitution, violence and other sorts of criminality.  Further, leading to things like rampant orphaning of children, likely due to starvation and disease claiming the lives of parents, etc...  It was a place literally cut off from the sun, a world of perpetual darkness, sickness, poverty and dire straits.  They received no aid or support from above, were not provided any of the benefits or privileges of the people on the surface, were not offered any sort of path to success, or betterment of their lives.  They were just plainly rejected and left to the whims of fate.  This alone makes it a more difficult and desperate place than the interment zones of Liberio, for even there the Eldian’s were given opportunities to improve their lives through the Warrior Unit programs.  
You might try to point out that Zeke’s experience differs from Levi’s in how he was taught that he, and on his assumption, every other Eldian, would only ever be seen and treated as a tool to be used for some greater gain, and that Levi, at least, had the love of his mother, and Kenny to show him the ropes of how to survive in a place as ruthless as the Underground, and so Levi couldn’t possibly understand what it means, the way Zeke does, to be seen as a tool, or to be deemed worthless outside of ones utility.  But I would counter this simply, by saying that Levi grew up, spent the first, several years of his life, in a brothel, where the very mother who loved him also worked as a whore.  Through this experience alone, it can be easily assumed that Levi was exposed to repeated instances of his mother being EXACTLY used as a tool, as an object who’s sole purpose was to give men pleasure.  From his birth, then, Levi was exposed and taught the brutal lesson that the sole most important person in his life, his mother, the one person we can assume was the only positive influence and relationship he had, for the first, several years of his life, was seen and treated by everyone else as nothing more than a tool for their basest and most perverse satisfaction.  I can scarcely imagine a more horrific or cruel example of a young child being taught the same lesson Zeke seems to think is unique to him alone, that people’s lives are worthless outside of what use they can provide for someone or something else.  Beyond that, Levi was again forced to face a situation in which he and his two, closest friends in Furlan and Isabel were used as tools by other people, recruited by Lobov to kill Erwin and retrieve from him an incriminating document, promised, if they succeeded, citizenship above and a handsome payday, only to find out later the entire scenario had been set up by Erwin himself to press Levi and his friends into military service, to be used as tools in the fight against the Titans.  Both of these are prime examples of Levi being faced with the lesson that he and those he cared about were seen by people above ground as nothing more than tools, to be used at their disposal.  So this was a concept Levi was already well acquainted with by the time Zeke showed up, a merciless lesson in the harshness, violence, brutality and suffering of life.  Zeke didn’t experience anything Levi didn’t in turn, and in many ways, with greater extremity.  
Anyone trying to claim, also, that Zeke had no positive influences in his life like Levi did would be wrong.  Zeke had Mr. Ksavar, for one, and his grandparents, for another.  Mr. Ksavar asked nothing of Zeke, merely showed care and concern for him, and a desire to spend time with him, playing catch.  It was Zeke who offered to inherit the Beast Titan from Mr. Ksavar, not something forced on him.  And while Zeke’s grandparents may have tried to enforce Marleyean history on him in regards to the Eldian’s, they did so out of love for him, in a misguided attempt to PROTECT him, because they cared, not because they were trying to use him in any way.  
My point in talking about all of this is to draw a parallel between Zeke’s life, and Levi’s, and then to demonstrate how, despite deeply similar life experiences, the two of them diverge in vital and fundamental ways which, more than anything, can only be attributed to their strengths of character and natural inclinations as people.
Essentially, the gist of my argument is this.  Zeke is a bad person.  Levi is a good person.  And there can be no excuses, or influencing factors found in either of their lives to credit for the way either of them turned out, other than themselves, other than their own natures.
Because Zeke let his life experiences twist him into a heartless, emotionless, unfeeling sociopath who murders other people without remorse, and regards other human lives as meaningless, worthless trash, expendable and disposable as a means to his own ends.  He let his experiences in life serve as an EXCUSE for his natural cruelty.  He chose to view the lives of others only through the prism of his own experiences, and cast a judgment upon the worth of those other lives.  The true reveal of Zeke’s megalomaniacal egotism is in how he finds himself unable to separate the lives of others from his own.  In how he’s unable to view the lives of others as anything other than an extension of his own existence.  Because he deems his own life worthless, then so too must be the lives of everyone else.
Levi, then, is perfectly his opposite.  It isn’t because of Levi’s life experiences that he’s turned out the way he is.  It is IN SPITE of his life experiences that he has.  Everything Levi’s ever experienced in his life, according to Zeke’s philosophy, should have turned him into a monster.  He should have come out of the Underground a sociopathic, unfeeling, brutally uncaring and violent man, ready to take from and use others for nothing more than his own, personal gain, because that was the lesson his life had taught him.  Because that was what he’d been shown over and over again.  That life is cruel, and ruthless, and uncompromising in its unfairness, and that to live is to suffer.  And yet, Levi came out of the Underground with a greater capacity for compassion, feeling, love and kindness than any other character in SnK.  He continually and routinely, throughout the series, demonstrates an incredible empathy, consideration, sympathy, generosity and understanding for other people.  He is immensely accepting and nonjudgmental, and always, always goes out of his way to express gratitude towards others for their own sacrifices and efforts.  He does his absolute best to protect the lives of others, constantly putting his own at risk to help others live, constantly putting his own at risk to save whoever he can.  Constantly and consistently, Levi places the lives of others above his own in terms of worth.
And here’s the thing that makes Levi most remarkable of all.  The thing which demonstrates beyond any shadow of a doubt the immense strength of his character.  Levi very well knows that life is cruel, that life is brutal, that life is unfair, and that often people die for no damned good reason at all, that they suffer for no reason at all.  He very well knows that people are breathtakingly cruel and terrible to one another, that people treat one another in unspeakably horrific and unforgivable ways.  He very well knows that the dream of a lasting and peaceful world, a lasting peace between humans, is nothing more than a pipe dream, an unrealistic, unattainable ideal.  A fancy only a child should genuinely be able to believe in.  And yet, once again, despite KNOWING this, despite every lesson and experience in his life impressing this awful reality upon him again and again and again, Levi still does everything within his limited power to ease the suffering of others, to improve their lives, to protect them and show them kindness, to help in any way he can, whichever way he’s able.  Despite knowing the futility of life, the pointlessness of suffering, the injustice of other people’s cruelty, despite knowing these things INTIMATELY, Levi still has in him an open, generous, kind and caring heart.  Levi still has in him a deep, unending well of compassion and an unwavering desire to protect and better the lives of all the people around him.  It isn’t even Levi’s own dream that he fights for, it is the dreams of OTHERS that he fights for.  He can’t ever fully embrace this notion of a peaceful existence, free of violence and deprivation and cruelty, because he knows too well the way of the world.  He’s been too mired in the indifferent reality of nature and the human condition to ever, really believe it.  But in spite of that, IN SPITE OF IT, he fights to protect that dream and belief that others carry, that others strive towards, that others commit themselves to.  He gives everything he has, every piece of himself, to protect a dream that he himself can’t even fully believe in, and for no reason more than that it is something which gives others hope, something which gives other’s a sense of purpose, something which one day, possibly, however slim the chance, might come to pass.  
It is all in spite of Levi’s experiences in life, all in spite of his weary and cynical understanding of the world and the people in it, that Levi commits himself to kindness, compassion and the chance to help others, in whatever ways he can, even as he knows deep down the ultimate futility in it, even as he knows his own, relative powerlessness in the face of nature’s unyielding and uncaring apathy. 
And that really is the fundamental difference between Levi and Zeke.  Two men who have experienced such similar lives, and who have learned early on their lives the cruelties of existing in this world, but one who reacts to those cruelties with defiance and courageous opposition, standing in the face of overwhelming odds, while the other yields to it and lets it excuse his cruelty in turn, bowing to its power and letting it consume him. 
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