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anyroads · 7 months

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I know I'm writing this right as shabbat is coming in and tbh I'm fine with that. I'm so tired of Jews saying that if they don't keep shabbat or practice Judaism in an orthodox way they're "bad jews" or "not observant." Um, no, that's not true. That's now how it works.

Reform Jews who use electricity on Shabbat are just as observant. Because Reform rabbis did the same work of Torah law interpretation, and came up with a different answer than orthodox Jews, but using the same process and approach to reading the text. They didn't go, "this is inconvenient so we're just not gonna do it." They said, "where orthodoxy sees electricity as something that may create a spark and therefore violates the melachot around making fire, we see it as a current, like water flowing, and just as it is permitted to use a faucet on Shabbat, so is flipping an electric switch."

If you choose to not be observant because it's not for you, that's fine. But orthodoxy is not the only way to be observant of Jewish practice. There's no line of what makes you observant and what doesn't, and that doesn't just go for Shabbat but it's the easiest example to illustrate my point. The Torah just says, "observe the Shabbat." That's it. If you look around on Friday night and go, "oh hey it's Shabbat, huh?" then tell me how that isn't observing the Shabbat? If you light candles and make kiddush and then go out to a movie, haven't you observed it? The Rabbis in the Babylonian era interpreted what Jewish practice looks like in a diaspora without the cultural/religious structure around a central temple, but that has been re-interpreted in every generation since and continues to be.

The real question is, are you making informed choices about your practice or are you just doing what works for you? Which is also fine, by the way. The thing that bothers me is when people think that only orthodox Jewish practices are "real" or legitimate. An orthodox friend of mine once started shit talking Reform Jews to me (why???) and how they aren't observant like she is. So I asked her if she tears her toilet paper on Shabbat and she said yes, of course. I pointed out that there are a lot of charedi Jews who would consider that a blatant violation of Shabbat and that, in their eyes, she wouldn't be considered shomer Shabbat. It's all a spectrum, there's no ONE right way.

My favorite Midrash is that the Temple had 13 entrances - one for each of the 12 tribes, and one for those who weren't sure which one they belonged to/didn't belong to any of them. Judaism is such an inherently pluralistic ethnoreligion, please stop buying into the brainrot bullshit that only charedim can do it correctly.

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hindahoney · 9 months

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I get a lot of questions about keeping kosher, and I've answered many questions about how to start, tips & tricks, etc, but I've never really discussed shabbat observance. So, if you're someone who is looking to introduce some more observances into your life and keeping some form of shabbat interests you, here's some advice from my own experiences of being a baal teshuva. If anyone wants to add things, feel free.

Obligatory I'm not a rabbi, this is just my experience and things I've picked up from trying to be more observant, and I highly advise speaking to a Rabbi before starting.

First, keeping Shabbat should ideally be a pleasant and relieving experience, not a chore or a burden. Shabbat is truly a gift, and I wish for every Jew that they are able to experience even a little bit of her beauty and serenity in their lives. Shabbat is a wonderful opportunity to elevate a day of the week, and spend it doing things you otherwise would feel you have little to no time for during the other busy days. It is a reminder of what's important: enjoying our lives where they are, being thankful for what we have, and spending it with those that we love. It's an opportunity to be reminded that we don't just exist to work, we are human beings who are here for a short time, and we deserve one day of peace and rest.

That being said, do not attempt every law all at once. You will inevitably get frustrated and quit. Many people who keep shabbat have done it their entire lives, so it's like second nature to them. Don't compare yourself to their level of observance if you're just starting out. I think you should also educate yourself on each of the laws of Shabbat, where they come from and why we observe them.

Start small by eliminating things one by one and lighting candles with the prayer. If you don't have it memorized, there is no shame in writing it down to have it in front of you (If you have a friend who is also interested in increasing their observance, you could go through these things together, or just invite people over for a meal!) You could start the first week by not checking emails, the next by not checking social media or texts, and slowly work your way up to not using your phone. Be sure to inform your friends, family, and if possible your work, that you will be unavailable for this day. Ditching a social media addiction is hard, it's hard to wean yourself off of constantly scrolling looking for a distraction, but it's also freeing to be able to take control again and set boundaries for yourself of when you'll be available to people and when you won't.

In addition to eliminating things, you should add activities that make you feel relaxed and happy. Focusing on your hobby or starting a new one, reading a book or the weekly parsha. Learn some shabbat songs or prayers. While I'm baking challah and preparing for the meal, I like to set the mood by having a playlist on the TV of shabbat songs. I also like to write in a journal before shabbat setting an intention for what I want to accomplish or get out of this week's observance, and once Shabbat is over I will write about what I managed to do, what I didn't manage to do, and ideas for how to make it better in the future.

Also, put tape on your light switches once you feel ready to not use electricity!! It is such a mindless thing that we do, you will turn them on and off unintentionally. Don't forget to do this on the inside of your fridge as well. It may be wise to invest in a shabbat lamp or shabbat counter-top food warmer, or timers for your light switches to avoid some problems in the future. Also, pre-tear toilet paper and paper towels or get a box of tissues, and prepare some food for the next day that doesn't need to be re-heated. It also isn't a bad idea to put a playlist on of shows or youtube videos you've been meaning to watch and keeping it running from before Shabbat, if you want that before you can eliminate it altogether.

I also advise doing something this day of the week that you don't do any other day of the week, to make it feel more special. It could be something small, like using a different tablecloth or your "special" cutlery/dishes, or giving tzedakah. Just something to make it unique from the other days.

Finally, I want to reiterate that you need to be patient with yourself. You will mess things up. You cannot "fail" at Shabbat. If you mess up, don't say "Well, I already did something wrong, I might as well not finish this week's and I'll just do it again next week." Stick with it, even if you mess up. Again, if anyone has tips for others looking to be more observant, feel free to leave them here!

#jumblr #judaism #frumblr #baal teshuva #shabbat #jews #jewish #jewblr #jew stuff #jew tag #jewish tag #jewish stuff

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the-library-alcove · 1 year

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Oh so you're one of the pieces of shit reporting me? I figured it was the maga fuckwits or terfs I argue with. But its a fellow jew? Who sells out women for dudes in dresses under the guise of progressivism? 🤡. You know you could just say "don't follow me" rather then being a whiny, cunty baby trying to decide what social media my bisexual socialist jew self gets to use to state opinions backed up with sources that you don't like. I'm honestly amazed that for a blog with library in the name you have such pisspoor reading comprehension and the mindset of a baby 😂

You call yourself a "fellow Jew"--but your response to a post where I was talking about my experience being harassed and traumatized by a Christian missionary was to mock and belittle me, and that's how you treat All your fellow Jews. You're as much a "fellow Jew" as Ben Shapiro or Stephen Miller--i.e. an embarrassment to the family. You don't get to pull the "Fellow Jew" card when you treat Jews and our identity like toilet paper.

And your transphobia, racism, and other bigotries that you proudly display--including your appalling lack of kindness and empathy to school shooting victims--well, you call yourself a socialist, but ideologically you're much closer to one of the Proud Boys.

But as for why I reported you?

Because you won't take a hint. I have as much interest in interacting with you as I have of catching COVID, but no matter how many times I block you, you keep coming back. So there comes a point where I and others have to block you and report you for refusing to accept the message of "go away!"

You're in community-imposed Cherem because you're a Shonde Fir De Goyim, and nobody wants to interact with you outside of your fellow right-wingers.

As for those final insults, I'm honestly just taking them as admissions, like how every accusation from your fellow transphobes turns out to be a confession.

Oh, and reported.

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"Mindset of a baby" eh? Yup, projection, as I called it.

And I did say "don't follow me" multiple times. The fact that he's on his, what, 12th blog?, shows that he wouldn't respect it.

#if someone this cruel and vile and petulant wants to be my enemy for telling him no #I'll wear that as a badge of honor

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broflovski-brah · 6 months

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Prev anon from before. Yeah, I get what you mean. :/

In that case, tell us all about your fave Kyle Broflovski. Wholesome hcs?

yeah…honestly just sucks. i’m getting through it though, i’m just really jumpy ig.

as for kyle headcanons? i have a few

He has an extremely close relationship with his mother. He’s a mama’s boy and would sell his kidney for his mother. His father, he’s not AS close with, but he loves his father. They have a healthy dynamic

He gets hiccups real easily

Hes really good at sewing, his mom helped him make his High Jew Elf King outfit and ever since he’s just associated sewing with something he liked to do with his mom

He’s an angry crier, doesn’t cry often, but he has to be absolutely livid before he cries

After the toilet papering incident, he felt kinda bad about not at least giving art a shot, turns out he genuinely enjoys painting. Namely spray painting. He’s really good at spray painting space scenes and such

Hes terrified of centipedes

He’s actually a very nurturing person, but he has to really know and care about you in order to let this side show

He does swim, he’s canonically a good swimmer and can also hold his breath for long amounts of time, so he would likely do swim in the fall, basketball in the winter and lacrosse in the spring

He did football for a year, likely his junior year, but he didn’t have time to do swim and football, and he enjoyed swim more, so he picks swim over football

He’s not a good reader unless he’s genuinely enjoys the topic, otherwise he’s awful at reading

He’s the kind of person to drag his feet about getting a pet but then if you catch him with said pet he’s treating it like his child, snuggling with it, playing with it and doing that stupid baby voice with it, but claims he “never wanted a pet”

He was very tall and lanky in his freshman year, it was really awkward for him because he would get huge growth spurts and be super clunky because of it. Think of a puppy whose paws are too big for its body. That’s Kyle.

He’s a sleep cuddler. If he’s sleeping in the same bed as someone, he absolutely just holds them and when he wakes up he gets really embarrassed

Sends Cartman Happy Father’s Day things

His love language is quality time

Honestly doesn’t know how he ended up in honors. Things just come naturally to him, he doesn’t actually try that hard in school

He sometimes goes to choir concerts or drama shows because he finds them nice. He’s canonically a person who enjoys theater somewhat. (Lion King?? remember?)

Vienna by Billy Joel makes him cry

He thinks Taylor Swift is overrated. He respects her as an artist but extreme Swifties piss him off.

He ends up learning to play guitar, but doesn’t really play often. He’s not a music kinda guy.

He’s a rainbow baby (I made this hdc before but y’know)

Went to law school before he ended up deciding it wasn’t for him, he ended up going to a Colorado school instead to become a child psychologist (or a teacher, idk)

idk if these are good but yk

#south park #kyle broflovski #bambi rambies #south park headcanons #kyle broflovski headcanons

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moonshinemagpie · 1 year

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Book Review

If you, like me, feel put off by the pop nonfiction cover design and the flashy title, you can ignore it: This is a real contribution to Holocaust literature. Jonathan Freedland makes this clear immediately, outlining how he interviewed Rudolf Vrba's first and second wife and worked closely with historians of the Holocaust to tell the world about a survivor who should be better-remembered.

This book was relentlessly sad, from its depiction of Europe on the eve of the Holocaust, when even secular Jews like the teenage Rudolf Vrba felt the noose gradually tightening around their necks, to its portrayal of the post-War years, when denial of the Holocaust was (is?) rampant.

At the same time, it focuses on Vrba's acts of resistance to the world around him: Not only his escape, obviously, but smaller, evocative details, such as how Jewish prisoners, after being forced to search the belongings of people who had been murdered, sometimes took money and used it as toilet paper rather than relinquish it to the Nazis, who overall were estimated to have plundered about $2 billion in today's currency just from the stolen luggage brought to the death camps. "Either that money would further enrich the Reich or it would be destroyed. The people who had earned it had been destroyed, so it was right to destroy the money."

I read this book because the last time I seriously studied the Holocaust was when I was a grade school student. I realized that history written for adults would probably ask me to face difficult questions far beyond the heroic narrative I'd been given as a kid, and I was right.

I wish the Allies had bombed the railroads to Auschwitz. I wish FDR and Churchill had acted more decisively to stop the systematic murder of the Jewish people. I wish that the Allies had not also been incredibly antisemitic. When the British officials learned of what was happening at the death camps, they said things like:

-The Jews have spoilt their case by laying it on too thick for years.

-...a usual Jewish exaggeration....

-In my opinion a disproportionate amount of the time of the [Colonel] Office is wasted on dealing with these wailing Jews.

A US army journal called Yrba's report of Auschwitz, which had been written in objective language by lawyers, "too semitic" and requested a "less Jewish acccount."

Years after the war, when Yrba and his wife went on a trip together and took a walking tour in Poland (Yrba, in Europe, often wore a band-aid to cover his Auschwitz tattoo), the young tour guide pointed to where a death camp used to be. "The only good thing Hitler ever did," he said.

It's important to face history as it is. While this book was, obviously, sad, it is also compelling and not at all hopeless. Yrba is an escape artist not only because he escaped Auschwitz; as Freedland recounts, he tried to escape, again and again, the borders he lived in and the trauma he'd endured, becoming over his lifetime a citizen of five different countries, fleeing from behind the Iron Curtain, insisting, always, on living his life fully despite being born into the most violent century of human history.

Highly recommended.

Also, the author is giving a free online talk for February 15th

#book review #Holocaust #international holocaust remembrance day #holocaust remembrance day #antisemitism #Jonathan freedland #booklr #readblr #rudolf vrba

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brandonwayneb · 1 year

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white trash genocides

🇺🇸🇩🇪🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿: America German England

🔵⚪️🟡: Blue, White, Yellow

🔵 Blue: ❄️🐟♿️🧢🪣 America

⚪️ White: 🦷🦴🐁🥼☠️ Germany

🟡 Yellow: 🍋🧀🌽⚠️🔕 England

🦠🐀🐖🐗🐄🐹🦆🐓🦢🦉🦟🦈🐬🐋🦠

List of white genocide primary catalysts

Summarized at “Goose”

illegal public genocides

“Goose Factory Resets”

“Goosebumps”

Bar Code Fist Pumps

Fat Plums, Stupid Bums

Cash Dumps, Breast Lumps

In Test Ten Tin

Silver Surf Ring Shoe Laces Speed Death Races Tin Foil Foul Goose Eggs 🪺

PodCast Post Cast Radio Radiation Cancer 📻

Micro Mouse 🐭 Rat Pellets

💊 Pill Pro Gram Bread 🍞 🥖 Basket 🧺

Bastard Kits, Sea 🌊 Turd 💩 Raft

Turtle 🐢 Dove 🕊️

Blended in a micro cow patty pie shit glove

🧤 🐮 💩 🥧

quadruple bypass

Quadruple Bypass Fire Hydrant 🧯💦

Circle ⭕️ Jerk Key 🔑

Sir Alpha Eat Old Goose Egg Shit

Alpha Troy 🥴🤮

Alpha Office Pet Desk Toy

Alpha white Roman 🍆🥀

Alpha Flat Tire 🧦🛞

Alpha Stupid Ass False Superiority

🚽 Racist toliet agendas

🚽 Prejudice toilet agendas

🚽 The Holy White Throne

The Toliet Commode

“White Racists WHITE ONLY World Agendas”

Ro MAN MANIA, 🤑🤑🤑🤑🥀🥀🥀🥀

RoMANIA and “JEW NET”

Romeo & Juliet

FACTORY: SENDING WAR RAFTS.

FACTORY: SENDING WAR SUB DRAFTS

🏭 GOOSE “FACTORY” RESET POX “RAFT”

🔂 GENOCIDE MICRO MEMORY BLEACH

🔂 BAKING SODA

🔂 TALCUM POWDER

🔂 PAC SEAL PARTICLE POWDER COMPANY

🔂 MICRO RED ROCKET CAR POX GAS PODS

🔂 MICRO SNOW GLOBE CRYSTAL BALLS

🔂 CAP HAY HAT TEA POTS SILVER SERVICE

🔂 SHAMPOO FOAM HEAD DOME G-KNOWN

🔂 MICRO VACCINE LIQUID METAL ICE

🔂 SHOWER, SHOW ROOM, SHOPPERS

🔂 COTTON PATCH HEAD MOP, EYE ASSAULT

“White Genocide Commonalities”

“GOOSE” summary

Current status, “world repeats blame about everything, until only white supremacy gimps, limps, and simps, everyone, except themselves

“Public Norms” stolen to saying NORTH WALL

“Public Ease” stolen to saying EAST WALL

Easygoing normal life!

Long as your white :) wink wink,

“screw a pink winky, and talk about Temple Wish”

“Holy Temples”

“Brain Temples”

Lovely white antics, LOVELY respects for privacy

LOVELY honors!

Absolutely ADORABLE “ace race” lol

whatever!

Say, NO THANKS GOOSE SHIT :)

Say, NO THANKS WHITE SHIT :)

Nothing else to say! Keep Healthy!

If anyone wants to assault you, slander you, or have you committed on medical or terrorism,

just sneeze 🤧 into white snot rags,

and dont accept “white false microphone assault programs.”

If anyone tries to insult you, or have you fight in “law bending” unlawful world practices,

than just realize, the ones doing such, ARE ONLY WHITE

or therefore of under “white influence”

or “white byproducts”

there is no other enemy in existence,

otherwise everyone does their own life

LIKE NORMAL LIFE DOES!

Zero white agendas

Zero white racism agendas

Zero white prejudice agendas

Doesn’t matter the amount of slanders.

Zero “white genocide crimes” from your own home, and your own personal space

Pray for all lives ProLife99.

and keep healthy regardless of the LOVELY assistance of the totally invisible “non existent white crimes”

Hah…. as if nobody has ever made any sense about that topic…

Anyways, REJECT “GOOSE POD CAST EGGS”

and dont accept “FACTORY RESET”

The word “Factory” is used for a covert RAFT

“Factory” “Genocide Paper Shops”

“Factory” is always ACT STORY

“Factory” is always FA FAT

“Factory” is always STOLEN FACTS STORY

“Factory” is always used by “white agenda” to send “REBOOT DRAFT WAR RAFTS”

FAT FAT :) Draft Raft

Fat Fat :) “Pleffa” “Plead for FFA”

“plead for FAT”

“plead for FA POOP FA”

“plead for a SHIT STAMP ON UR FOREHEAD”

“PLEAD TO BE SHOT BY HEBREW ROMAN DADDY”

“Pleffa Plethera Pet Fuck BEAR RUGS, Office Buddy BEAR HUGS.”

Awwww such a lovely white world retainer lol

Such an honor to be apart of ALL this worth!

Sooooo much honorable wealth!!

wow!! TONS OF MONEY!!

wow!!! SO MUCH AMAZING LIFE!

Lol white people… please quit ur jobs!

Give back the public positions to NON SECRET SADISTIC leaders please :)

Kk thanks!

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theskyvoid · 1 month

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Please note this is moreso a vent post on my personal life experience than anything else, THIS DOES NOT REFLECT MY GENUINE VIEWS ON WHAT DOES AND DOES NOT MAKE A JEW

Being someone raised bais yaakov who has since decided to. Not. Bais yaakov feels like:

Diversity loss! You've finally learned to use toilet paper instead of tissues at the cost of ripping it on Shabbos! Diversity loss! You're no longer stressed about Pesach cleaning because you no longer give a shit if your room has crumbs! Diversity loss! You frequently swear! Diversity loss! You do muksa on Shabbos and Yom Tov! Diversity loss! You're unlearning your guilt over sinning by commiting said sins until you're callous to it! Diversity loss! You're communicating with other Jews on Shabbos and Yom Tov via electronics causing them to also commit an averah! Diversity loss! You're uncertain if you should be baking/cooking food anymore for the drum people in your life since you're no longer shomer Shabbos! Diversity loss! You're...

#can y'all tell 'm religiously traumatized lol #also technically these are also diversity wins because being Jewish doesn't look just One WayTM #this is just me venting about the guilt I still struggle with lmao

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shop-cailey · 2 months

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GRANDDAUGHTER - OF - CONRAD

HILTON - FOUNDER - OF - HILTON

HOTELS - HILTON HOTELS & RESORTS

GROUP - ESTABLISHED - IN - 1919 - THE

20TH - CENTURY - $14.2 BILLION

PARIS HILTON - 5'8 FT - AGE 43

NET WORTH - $300 MILLION

MADONNA - 5'4.5 FT - AGE 65

FORBES - NET - $1.2 BILLION

OTHERS - NET - $850 MILLION

MADONNA - SINGER - ACTRESS

SONGWRITER

HOTELS - MIAMI - FL

DURING - THEIR - SEASON

WHATEVER - THAT MEANS

BISCAYNE BLVD / US 1

OVER - $400 - PER - NIGHT

HOTEL - INTERCONTINENTAL

SHABBY - HOLIDAY INN

DEAR - KOREAN - GIRLS,

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HOMELESS - ON - THEIR

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FL - DRIVER's - LICENSE

8 YEARS - EXPIRES

THUS - ILLEGAL - ALIEN - B 4

EXPIRATION - DATE

NO - BLOND - MALE - BLUE

EYES - IN - MIAMI - FLORIDA

EVERYWHERE - IN - CALIFORNIA

BUT - REPUBLICAN - GOVERNOR

SAYS - THAT - ILLEGAL - ALIENS

GET - BENEFITS - IN - CA

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HOUSING - AND - BEDDING

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OVER - $400 - A - NIGHT

HOTELS - KOREAN - GIRLS

USA - REPUBLICANS - CALL

THAT - BUSINESS

I - CALL - THAT - BARBARIC

CRUEL - BUT - IN - MIAMI

LOTS - OF - HOOKERS

$300 - PER - HOUR

HOMELESS - PROSTITUTES

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HISPANICS - BLK - HAITI MEN

PROSTITUTION - HOOKERS

NOT - A - CRIME - AS THEIR

CUSTOMERS - ALSO

BOTH - MIAMI - POLICE

SHERIFFS - MEN - WOMEN

BRICKELL

MARRIED - MEN - 2 - MEN

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BIBLE - THEY - WILL - GO - 2 YES

LAKE - OF - FIRE - AND SULPHUR

INCLUDING - LIARS - COWARDS

MURDERERS - ROBBERS

DEAR - KOREAN - GIRLS,

DEFENSE - AND - ELIMINATION

PAST - CENTURIES

LOTS - OF - INCEST

FORMER - ANGELS - WENT - ALL

THE - WAY - WITH - EARTH WOMEN

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MALES - 5'3 FT - ONLY

GOD - TOLD - DAVID - 2 - ELIMINATE

THESE - GIANTS - THESE AMELIKITES

CANAANITES - ALL - FROM - INCEST

ELIMINATED

40 DAYS - 40 NIGHTS - EARTH

FLOODED - ALSO - GOT - RID

OF - FR - INCEST - PARENTS

AND - CHILDREN - PRODUCING

ALL - GONE - WITH - FLOODING

DEAR - KOREAN - GIRLS,

THERE - IS - A - DIFFERENCE

WITH - KILLING - ELIMINATING

AND - MURDER

LAST - PLANNED - 2 - ENJOY

2 - CHERISH - SUCCESS

HE - ATE - DONUTS - EVERY

WEDNESDAY - MURDERER

ALLOWED - HIM - HIS - DONUTS

FORMER - PRESIDENT - MOISE

OF - HAITI - BOTH - SHOT - 2 YES

DEATH - SAMPLE - OF - MURDER

SPECIAL - MARINES

SPECIAL - AIR FORCE

SPECIAL - NAVY

300 MILLION - CHINESE MALE

SOLDIERS

ELIMINATING - 2 - END - EVIL

HUMANS - YESTERDAY - SPANISH

HOMO - ATTACKED - ME - HE FELT

HIS - LOUD - CONVERSATION

WAS - INTERRUPTED - BY - MY TAP

TAPPING - ON - THE - IKEA - SOFA

HIS - LOUD - APPLE - $2,999.99

SMARTPHONE - CONVERSATION

HIS - COFFEE - INTERRUPTED BY

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TAPPING - HER - BACK - ON SOFA

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2ND - AMENDMENT

RIGHT - OF - PEOPLE - 2 - KEEP

AND - BEAR - ARMS

ME - POINTING - FIREARM

MY - BACK - 2 - SOFA - IS - YES

BOTHERING - A - SPANISH MAN

YOU'RE - TOURIST - VISA?

WORK - VISA?

HE - SAYS - NONE - OF - YOUR

BUSINESS - BEYOTCH?

I - SHOOT - HIM - POISONOUS

BULLETS - HE - DISAPPEARS

HIPNOSIS - GOES - EVERYWHERE

HIDDEN - CAMERAS - REVERSED

THAT - IS - THE - FUTURE

KOREAN - GIRLS,

THAT's - CALLED - ELIMINATION

OF - HOMOS - EVIL - SPANISH

MEN - ALL - OVER - BRICKELL

PUBLIX - 9TH - ST

THEY - PUSH - US - AS WOMEN

IN - THE - AISLES

HISPANIC - WOMAN - EMPLOYEE

BUTCHER - WITH - SELF SERVICE

CHECK - OUT

SO - 911 9TH - ST - PUBLIX

SELF - SERVICE - SMALLER

BAD - NEWS

CHRISTIANS

NO - HANUKKAH - CARDS

CHRISTIAN - ADOLPH HITLER

RIGHT - 2 - KILL - 6 MILLION

JEWS - IN - GERMANY - POLAND

IN - EUROPE - PUBLIX - ARE

CHRISTIANS

ILLEGAL - CLOSING

EASTER - SUNDAY

CHRISTMAS - DAY

1ST - RESPECTING - ESTABLISHMENT

LIKE - CHICK FILA - SUNDAYS CLOSED

OF - CHRISTIAN - RELIGION

3 WEEKS - GONE - AS - HOMELESS

RESPECTING - CATHOLIC - RELIGION

NO - TOILET - PAPER - ALLOWED - IN

TOILET - NO - AIR CONDITIONING

MISSIONARIES - OF - MOTHER TERESA

AN - OLD - CROW

MIAMI - FLORIDA - ILLEGAL - CITY

TABLE - HERE - SPANISH - COUPLE

SAT - ON - DISABLED - TABLE

NOOKS - FUTURE - CUSTOMERS

ONLY - RESERVE - BY - APP

ELECTRICITY - INSIDE

CAN - SING - THERE - INSIDE

2 NOOKS - VISIBLE

BLK - MALE - PUT - HIS - LEG

FOOT - ON - DISABLED - CHAIRS

FUTURE

$1 TRILLION - PER - INCIDENT

NOT - DISABLED - SITTING

NOT - 65 AND OLDER - SITTING

THEIR - SMARTPHONE - TABLET

LAPTOP - RECEIVING - RED

LETTERS

$1 TRILLION - 2ND - DEGREE

FELONY - SITTING - PUT LEG

ON - CHAIR - THEIR - FEET

PLACED - IN - THEIR - RECORD

THEIR - ID - SCANNED

$1 TRILLION - BANKRUPTCY

FORGIVEN - BUT - ON RECORD

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scentedchildnacho · 2 months

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Centerpointe Research Institute - Quietude [1991]

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This also isn't leading me away from conservative religious beliefs that lead people into dangerous situations that require basics.....

I had to be around Judy so I felt infected with her hyper activity phrenetic problem.....Judy is injured and she doesn't stop moving around and that's the terrorism of permissioning systems they force contact with staff about all of ones home life

I had to have so many refusals I left walking faster then I normally would.....its not funny.....its very dangerous and cruel I'm homeless and not well and I don't appreciate freaks that infect me with their madness

I believe them the toilet was clogged because there was a Jew pestilence problem.....a city trash lady went in there and put her dogs ticks and fleas on everyone....

There is a creepy city Koch lady that cuts her dogs tits off with pestilence after it has a litter and that's how they treat humans there

She probably took a lot of paper towels to her dog and tried to hide the evidence otherwise a lot of paper towels is too demonic for other clients their not that possessed

Nothing can be used because of that creepy city koch trash lady they let in there......i did re use containers and they kept causing plastic trash till pestilence is everywhere for jobs

You can't put plastic everywhere or it gives a scary issue people call the Jews because everyone is scared of it but the rabbinical

It gives very very scary incarceration issues a reason to stalk around revenging

It can appear like women's issues but truth is they are gay and bisexuals so it's men it's bisexuals its

Why do they want real male breast tissue?

Or no one can use the washer and dryer because the Koch lady put her dogs ticks and fleas on the shower towels and now no one can use it till it's not pestilence....

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babyheroeclipseweasel · 3 months

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Matatena y Dreidel.

Israel bombing Israel (bypassing Viena's treaty as if the human rights treaty was used toilet paper. No restrain or mercy shownd for man, woman nor children. On the way to replace The Jewish Holocaust with a Jewish ethnic cleansing and genocide in Gaza which has already happened. (Kind of like me with a shotgun, shooting my pinky toe, than my foot, followed by my knee. Thinking of Niesztche and his valoration of numbers and about their abstract nature, the ilusion of counting. One man minus a finger, one woman minus a leg, one kid without legs or arms, nor eyes.That's where math does not really exist as an extended mind value. Were math just doesn't exist. The huge amount of lost lives by bombings has affected and desensitize the militia and turn it into the zombies of the 3th reich of the new century. Crikos y Methanfetaminos sin dirección..) The numbers materialize again when you read the men, women and children whose lives have been lost, mutilated or chase away their homes turning them into homeless refugees. Next thing we know, Israelí militia is going to want "free enrollment" or "pase automático" to the School of the Americas as a local arms buying loyal customer reward. El orden de los factores no altera el producto (math.) Women and children first (math.) It would be nice if Mr. President Bidden let Mr. President Netanyahu that Americans love is not incondicional and allies and suppliers don't live forever, neither políticians. So many jews and others are agains killing thousands of people. A man human bomb is not in the same as unabomber or a American Joystick. For good and bad.

Luis Sánchez Ramírez. 2023.

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fairest · 5 months

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Killing Child at Zoo

There’s little hope. Although I heard Eileen Myles writes a big novel. I often return to them in moments of world fury. In the opening essay from The Importance of Being Iceland, Myles talks about how music can “circulate melancholy” more effectively than writing. When I was 25, Jeff Tweedy told me I wanted

a good life with a nose for things fresh wind and bright sky to enjoy my suffering

so that’s what I aimed for. And that’s what I got.

I keep seeing religious people. The Amish on a casino bus. The Sunday suits in the Naf Naf Grill. A man stops me outside Buffalo Exchange and asks, “are you Jewish?” I used to think, I’m only culturally Jewish? Now I think, I’m Jewish ungenosideickally?? There’s this billboard on I-55 that says, Cultural Jews got sent to the gas chambers, too. La-dee-da.

Outside the police station, a huddle of migrants. Casualties of Operation Lone Star. The older kids compare scooters, the babies wear candy cane jammies a month early. The parishioners cook the food. The lines get longer. The mayor has to do something. With good works, without weapons, Chicago fights the war brought to us by Catholic Charities of San Antonio.

A tart espresso from a suburban coffee bar. The Persian and/or Israeli girls I lusted over in the Best Buy walk out with a TV on a dolly. I stood behind Chromebooks to get a better view of their outstretched necks, gold earrings, furry purses, the heavy sweats tucked into Uggs. The daughters of Zion are haughty, the prophet Isaiah wrote, and the Lord will discover their secret parts. The scribes probably got hard every time they recopied those words. I know I do.

Out here in Niles, all is mall. I could start 200,000 wars. The local businesses shed hours, raise prices, clean Uggs. The diner says OPEN on its curbside sign, as if to remind customers and also the staff. Niles reminds me of “Hot Rotten Grass Smell,” the opening track on Wednesday’s Rat Saw God, and this Hopperesque lyric of Karly Hartzman’s:

neon sign at the nail salon turned off and the streetlights turned on.

I get back in the car singing a different song. The song that drove her crazy in 8th grade.

At the playground, I’m thinking about Billy Woods and his kid, the last verse on Maps. Woods sings, of his child, “Anything at all could happen to him.” There’s another Woods verse, in this warm vein, on the new Armand Hammer:

I write when my baby's asleep I sit in the room in the dark I listen to him breathe I walk 'em to school, then the park Hold they little hands when we cross the street I think about my brothers that's long gone and this was all they ever dreamed People I lost to COVID-19 but it ain't do a thing to the fiends.

I chat with a Dad whose wife is boring, and he’s also boring, and I don’t remember their names but I remember his wife’s extreme bob. What did the children do before they had these leaves to roll around in? I’m only good with the names of people I love. One day I’ll forget those, too. If I learned how to pronounce Fyodor Dostoevsky, I can learn how to pronounce…

In Washington D.C., residents are stealing toilet paper. This is the closest drugstore to the Catholic University of America, where this week, at the Novitate conference, intellectuals fulfill their contractual desire to discuss René Girard. The bill says, We Buy Diabetic Test Strips, the title of the new Armand Hammer. I wonder if any of the Novitate participants will end up at this black CVS and scurry back to the white light of Catholic University plenaries, to speak coldly about desire.

Our D.C. hosts, like most petite Romans we know, work for the bomb makers. They tell us this neighborhood is killing trees to build townhouses that start in the low $800s. The death of the trees fucks with the runoff from the storms, Kate says, giving us grape leaves, and the storms worsen every year. Kate’s into trees. Her cheeks the color of the Japanese maples that stretch over our courtyards back home. Because of the Israel-Hamas war, Kate isn’t quite speaking to her parents. Or her sisters. Or maybe even herself. Betsy and Kate met on Birthright. I like to think they kissed the same Egyptian dragster.

In the Naf Naf Grill, Diana tells me all the “stuff in the Middle East” made her want to watch Schindler’s List. The “stuff in the Middle East,” I say, picking sumac onions out of my falafel bowl, makes me want to watch Lars von Trier’s Nymphomaniac. Particularly the scene when Charlotte Gainsbourg wraps herself in Saran to stop masturbating. When I see Netanyahu, well, at first, he looks exactly like Putin. At first, he looks like Patrick Bateman, when he kills the child at the zoo, because Bateman, like Netanyahu, is “unable to maintain a credible public persona.” At first, he looks like Charlotte Gainsbourg masturbating herself out of plastic. At first, he looks like Yul Brynner’s hardened heart. At first, he looks like the toilet paper when it’s still got a little bit of shit on it. At first, he looks like Biden’s unwaxed floss with little bits of hot dog in it. I watch The Godfather. Find a shrink-wrapped copy at Rattleback Records, the Coppola restoration. Biden and his cronies are like Don Zaluchi in the meeting of the five families. They want to “control war as a business. Keep it respectable. We would keep the [drug] traffic,” Zaluchi says, “in the dark people, the coloreds. They're animals anyway, so let them lose their souls.”

A date with Taylor Swift: The Eras Tour. I photograph Betsy and Leo in front of a spray of pink and purple balloons. I say, three separate drink cups. I say, the popcorn already has butter on it. I’m cold because I’m still sick. Unproductive coughs.

In the theater, Leo whispers in my ear, “Is Taylor Swift still alive?” How easy it would be to take my child’s life. How quickly he would disappear. Taylor Swift, though, will not disappear. Then again she’s a woman. Anything could happen to her. She’s one of Bob Dylan’s “six-time losers” hanging around Matthew Gasda’s theater. She’s Gasda’s “Big five novelist with a forthcoming debut (typically less daring than her conversation).” Or, as Swift herself puts that, “the jokes weren’t funny I took the money.” Even at this late date, running across the stage. A goddess of forms and surfaces. Like the star in Ariana Reines’s poem, “Mistral”:

Don’t you see That between the people who want To be machines and the machines That want to be people women Are still, still at this late date Running?

On the plane back from D.C., I’ll read Sam Kriss’s laborious (in the sense of, “requiring considerable effort and time”) article about René Girard. I like to read Harper’s on planes because the altitude makes me dumb. I’m a frequent flyer. I’m a lifelong subscriber.

To Harper’s, Christian Lorentzen posts a letter from Rome. He informs us, “Nothing matters.” Another Catskills Gaza one-liner. On the ground, I read his pitchy (in the Myles sense that “writing for pay is a little ‘pitchy’”) piece on Don DeLillo. The Bookforum pages, soaked in Canh Chua Tom broth, lay flat on our kitchen island. What is the systems novel? Is it polytheism? “The war over the appropriation of Jerusalem is today’s world war,” wrote the prophet Derrida. “It is taking place everywhere, it is the world, it is the singular figure of the world’s ‘out of joint’-ness today. The three messianic religions embroiled in rivalry are directly or indirectly mobilizing all the powers in the world and the entire world order for the ruthless war they are waging against one another.” Leo sees the picture of Don DeLillo in a pink button-down and asks, “Daddy, is that’s you?”

In the intro to Pathetic Literature, Myles writes that art is something with “secondary meaning.” We locate that meaning at the National Gallery, when I open the roof patio door and Betsy spots Katharina Fritsch’s Hahn/Cock. How could she miss this ginormous blue chicken. It reminds her of her father, who died suddenly. She breaks down for what feels like an hour. Enough time for me to run out of cold breath making sure Leo doesn’t break anything by Robert Indiana. Katharina Fritsch couldn’t have known her chicken would offer my wife the release she’d been searching for all morning. In the art game, you can’t distribute “secondary meaning” evenly, and every player rolls for broke.

Walking in Bowmanville, at an unemployed hour of afternoon, the child’s dress reminds me of some modern wing painter. The blues could be Kandinsky, the powdery reds Belle and Sebastian. The child gathers orange and gold leaves in a silver kitchen colander. The grandmother says, “Hello.” The thought enters my head that I can steal this child, murder this grandmother, kill the child, too, bury it by the Metra tracks. Nobody’ll find me. Circulate melancholy. It’s genre fiction baby killers get caught.

“Killing Child at Zoo” comes later in American Psycho. Patrick Bateman, “unable to maintain a credible public persona,” is sleeping in “twenty-minute intervals” after eating one of his impossible foods, a salad with “foie gras vinegar.” He heads to the Central Park zoo. The surrounding buildings, like Trump Plaza and the AT&T building, “heighten its unnaturalness.” After calling a bathroom attendant the n-word, Bateman sees a mother breastfeeding, which “awakens something awful in me.”

He perks up when he spots the child. Offers him a cookie. “But before the child can answer, my sudden lack of care crests into a massive wave of fury and I pull the knife out of my pocket and I stab him quickly, in the neck.” When the child’s mother, “homely, Jewish-looking, overweight,” finds her dying son, she makes a sound Bateman, if not Ellis, “cannot describe,” and this monotheistic sound is the sound in my head as I spare the grandmother and child.

Bateman reasons it away, typical for him, in one of American Psycho’s Victorian moments of accountability.

Though I am satisfied at first by my actions, I’m suddenly jolted with a mournful despair at how useless, how extraordinarily painless, it is to take a child’s life. This thing before me, small and twisted and bloody, has no real history, no worthwhile past, nothing is really lost. It’s so much worse (and more pleasurable) taking the life of someone who has hit his or her prime, who has the beginnings of a full history, a spouse, a network of friends, a career, whose death will upset far more people whose capacity for grief is limitless than a child’s would, perhaps ruin many more lives than just the meaningless, puny death of this boy.

In The Missing of the Somme, Geoff Dyer and chums do a car tour of the Western Front. They eat. Drink. Make jokes about Wilfred Owen poems. It rains. It’s cold. In Ypres, they stay in an “expensive cheap hotel” with “towels the size of napkins, burn marks on the dresser.” Dyer quotes the writer Stephen Graham, writing about the post-war Ypres of the 1920s, when “death and the ruins completely outweighed the living. It is easy to imagine someone who had no insoluble ties killing himself here, drawn to the lodestone of death. There is a pull from the other world, a drag on the heart and spirit.”

I could kill myself in Gaza. Are there reasonable flights? At first, Netanyahu kills comedy, like Kramer saying the n-word umpteen times. There were many words that you could not stand to hear,” Hemingway wrote of World War I, “and finally only the names of places had dignity.” To native English speakers, who rarely suffer but protest much, Gaza is a graffiti-sounding word, like Even or Once or demise stylized as Dmise. I saw Dmise above a Chinatown garbage can. At least we can pronounce Gaza, unlike Ypres.

No matter what Leo hits, I let him run the bases, get his home run. Then I get my chance at bat. But when I run around the bases, Leo just stands at 3rd base, waiting for me to come home. Before I can, he tags me out.

“I think my strategy is better than yours,” he says on the walk home. This is the first time I hear him use the word strategy and one of my thoughts is, post your child’s revelations online, like Don DeLillo wearing his pink shirt.

I press Leo on his strategy. “Well, Daddy, your strategy is just, chase me. But you never catch up. My strategy is, stand and wait to get you out. My strategy is better than yours.” So my child does understand war.

Suddenly Zionist friends who moved to Townhouse, California. When will the suffering cease? The husband and I saw Father John Misty once. When Misty sang “Total Entertainment Forever,” which begins

bedding Taylor Swift every night inside the Oculus Rift after mister and the missus finish dinner and the dishes,

in Milwaukee, I felt the absence of the horns that play on the studio album. My friend didn’t. Not all of us circulate the same melancholy. Still, I miss him. I miss those abandoned futures.

#israel #Gaza #American Psycho #Bret Easton Ellis #Taylor Swift #Stuart Ross #OG #2023 #Ron Mueck

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payalandrene · 9 months

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TÜRKIYE!!!

We had pitched our tent just before the border in the Roma village of Lesovo. We slept in the park and could use the toilet at the bar. Very quickly children came by to see what was up in the park, speaking the little English or German they could with us. We were definitely the entertainment for the evening.

The next morning we jumped on our bicycles (not as early as we would have liked) and reached the border in no time. There was a fairly long queue, but cars were more than happy to let us jump the queue. Border agents on both sides were more concerned with our well-being (insisting that we be careful), rather than checking our papers, one Turkish agent, excepted. He insisted that Payal open her saddle bags, but was disappointed that there were only clothes and some bike tools! While he decided to halfheartedly interrogate René regarding what he was carrying, another border guard was giving Payal suggestions of where to go on the Black Sea, his home region.

We missed the turn-off for side roads, but the main road did not have much traffic and the shoulder was wide. Added benefits were a tasty restaurant along the way, a direct route to Edirne, our halt for the night, and a very nice truck driver who stopped to give us ice water, as it was getting hot!

Edirne, at the confluence of Bulgaria, Greece and Turkey has been fought over many times throughout history. It was the original capital of the Ottoman Empire and today is known for three mosques, including the Selimiye mosque, which was designed by the chief Ottoman architect Mimar Sinan. Due to renovations, we were only able to see a small corner of the mosque.

Sulimiye Mosque ceiling (photo fro. Islam by design).

We also visited the restored synagogue. After a fire in 1905 had destroyed a number of synagogues, the Jewish community came together to build a large synagogue, which opened in time for Passover services and celebrations in 1909. After the last Jewish families left in the '80ies, the synagogue fell into disarray. A fund for historic buildings restored the synagogue and it reopened in 2015. Seeing how multi-cultural and multi-religious this region of the world had been once - Jews, Muslims and Christians living side by side, along with Turks, Greeks and Armenians was juxtaposed by the 100 year Treaty of Lausanne, which took away the rights of most minorities in order to move modern Turkey toward a modern homogeneous state. Edirne also has a museum and monument dedicated to the Treaty. We did not visit it, but at the end of August Payal will be moderating an event about borders and the Treaty of Lausanne.

On a happier note, we experienced a lovely sunset on the Meric bridge, followed by seeing it lit up at night. After talking some filmy shots, we went to a what we thought was a restaurant on the edge of the bridge for dinner. It was actually a café run by the teachers' union in Edirne and only served tea and snacks. Somebody spoke to us in English and asked us if we were cyclists. When we replied affirmatively, he invited us for a tea and introduced his friend, who was the manager of the café (but actually a geography teacher!). They are part of a nature club, often going hiking, mountaineering and cycling. We shared stories about mountaineering. Bulent told us that there are indeed women in their club; he also gave great tips about visiting the Black Sea, as he grew up there. One of the best aspects of the trip was meeting connecting with people from all walks of life and realising how much we have in common with complete strangers!

We also went for a drink at a hotel bar and our waiter turned out to be a sculpture artist. Serghei's family is Russian, but he grew up in Istanbul and is now based in Edirne. He shared with us how difficult it is to get by in Turkey due to the poor economy. It's not just artists who take any job they can get or have to moonlight. It is a shame, because we saw how talented he is - do check out his work online. While we can't fix the problems of the Turkish economy. we decided that we can at leave a big enough tip so that he could invite someone out for a nice meal!

From Edirne, we made our way to the Black Sea, only 160 km to go, but lots of small hills to tackle along the way. We found a shady bench in front of a mosque and decided to have lunch there. Little did we know that 40 children were inside attending madrassa (religious school) and were about to be released for a break. As is often the case with children, they are timid at first, only to untie their tongues to ask us 1,001 questions, showing off any English they know! They wanted to know where we slept, how we washed our clothes and ourselves! They wanted to know how Payal ended up in Switzerland from India and the US and they also began to ask us if we were Muslim and whether we prayed. Payal let them know that India was a country with all religions living peacefully together (unfortunately not true anymore) and that all religions lead to the same path, they seemed satisfied. Had the teacher not called them back in, they would have likely been happy to ask us another 1,001 questions!

We continued to meet people in Turkey on the street. In Kirkarelli, a small city we passed through, we met a farmer who bought us a tea at the local tea shop and then insisted that we come to his house for a meal despite having just finished our lunch. Payal told René that we had to go so as not to insult him and we are so glad that we did! His wife made us an omelette out of fresh goose eggs from their yard and the best butter milk we have ever tasted (even better than lassi in India!). Thanks to Google translate we were able to have an interesting conversation with him and his granddaughter. He told us about his political work; he is in a party that opposes Edogan and was disappointed about the election outcome. He has gotten passports for his family with the hope that they could travel, but the inflation and the weak Lira makes it almost impossible to afford basic items. We also heard about how his daughter is fluent in German and English and managed to study at university. Due to the bad economy, she cannot find a job in economics and instead works in tourism on the Anatolian coast. In moments like this, we realise how lucky we are to be able to decide what we want to do with our lives. We are a very privileged minority, who often forgets how good we have it compared to the majority of humanity. We realised that those with the least, were the ones most giving of their time and resources.

After taking a group picture, it was time to move on. He sent us onto a road that was a direct route to the Black Sea, but it was so hot that the tar was melting and the rubber of our tyres was sticking to the road! We decided to take an older road, which had more gravel mixed in it.

We could either go to Igneada or Kiyiköy; both were about the same distance from Edine and our new friend Bulent had talked about how green and beautiful Igneada was. In the end, we went to Kiyiköy, only because it was closer to Istanbul and we could camp there. There was a major hill at the start of the ride, followed by long uphills with only short downhills - very unsatisfying! By the time we arrived, it was so hot and we realised we didn't want to camp. For the first time ever, René actually wanted air conditioning!

We were quite happy that Kiyiköy is not a fancy resort destination. Rather people who lived nearby came there for the day or weekend. But this meant that we had to check the rooms to make sure the AC was working and the window screens were not full of holes. Once we managed to find a hotel, we headed for the best lunch we had had in a long time - an older couple had a small restaurant and guesthouse. Everything was extremely fresh and made with love. The woman convinced us that we must try her signature dish and she was right!

Finally it was time to jump into the sea and get some reprieve from the heat. Both of us prefer freshwater to the sea, but the cold Black Sea felt like heaven! The beach we went to was small and laid back - we were able to rent an umbrella for a decent price and there were toilets and showers. It was nice to not have to a break from cycling or being a tourist. We were just chilling at the beach. In the late afternoon we made our way back to the hotel, looking forward to a shower and a nap in a cool room, only to find out the air conditioning was busted. We were able to switch to the fanciest room in the house for the same price!

The next day, the big boss was at the guesthouse and wanted us to switch rooms - as he couldn't speak English, he made his colleague do the dirty work! Payal was not happy and made it known that she would not be shifting rooms. Luckily, René is better at staying calm in such situations and told Payal to be quiet! In the end, René made the boss speak directly to him using Google translate and told me that he hopes he wouldn't go back on his word, which did the trick! Thereafter we were able to all shake hands and be on good terms. During this trip, we realised how we are able to balance each other out and that being in partnership makes life easier and more enjoyable!

The rest of the day was spent at the beach, followed by a drink at a restaurant, which turned into eating dinner and dancing to traditional music with Güven and Eda - Güven is the life of the party! He got half the restaurant up and dancing and then insisted that we sit with them. His wife Eda spoke some English, which we then followed up with our favourite Google Translate! She has a way of answering with either humour or poetry. It was lovely to hear how she looks to enjoy life and be kind to others. Eda's teenage daughter was also there, a little bit embarrassed by the partying of her mother and step-father :). For both Güven and Eda this is their second marriage - they met in the factory that they work in; when you are travelling and don't have a common language you suddenly become more of a human than usual - you are not identified by your profession and you connect with people on the most basic level, meaning you interact with people that you normally wouldn't. It is nice to get out of our bubble and beat back assumptions we hold.

Local music on the Black Sea

We left Kiyiköy early in the morning toward Istanbul, as it was getting very hot! Komoot, our bicycle app was taking us off-road and we became suspicious and we were contemplating what to do. Suddenly another bicyclist on tour came out of no where. It was the first time we saw a Turkish person cycling with a load (see the photo!). Achmed spoke excellent German, as he was there for five years when he was younger. He regularly camped on the Black Sea and travelled between his home and the ocean (about 40 km). He spends a lot of time on the sea to deal with the tragic death of his son many years ago. We parted ways, only to meet up again in the next big city and had a lovely lunch together.

Cyclists immediately connecting!

And we keep getting closer to Istanbul, our final destination...

#Turkey #bicycletouring #travel #Blacksea

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imakuvii · 1 year

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cprp-gaoyi · 1 year

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Forever 2239

On 9 March 2022 a murder took place in the fallen areas of the Republic of China mainland - now ruled by the communist Nazi Chinese communist far-right fascists - in the city of Wuhan, Hubei Province, on Tianjie. The victim of this murder was a transgender girl who was brutally murdered in the afternoon of that day next to the toilets of a shopping mall in Wuhan's Tianjie. Public opinion began to focus on the tragedy, but it became clear that the communist Nazi-communist far-right fascists and their controlled dictatorship and their reactionary propaganda media were blocking the news and trying to make the tragedy disappear into oblivion. They do not want to acknowledge that this tragedy was made possible by the stigmatization of transgender girls by the communist-communist ultra-right-wing fascist government that began in early 2021.

Communist China and its reactionary propaganda department blocked the news on Weibo and in the Chinese media, which wanted the fewer people to know about it the better. Others - who seem to be communist Nazi cyber-washers - said that they should trust the Party and the government and that they believed that there would be an outcome to this matter, and that they were telling people to wait for a new police briefing or to find out about it later on the Judgement Papers website. But today, six months after the tragedy, there is still no further news about the tragedy. I think it is time and necessary to commemorate this tragedy once again.

The background to this tragedy clearly lies in the fact that after 2021 there was a major shift in attitudes towards transgender girls in Communist China, with public opinion becoming increasingly discriminatory towards transgender girls. This shift began in early 2021 with an issue called "Preventing the Feminisation of Male Youth", and then the climate of public opinion in mainland China became increasingly hostile towards the transgender girl community.

Communist China is a dictatorial, conservative, reactionary and violent military and police state, and the Communist Nazi far-right fascists rely on the anti-people violent military and police to maintain their feudal and dictatorial monarchy - and Xi Jinping is the emperor in the minds of these Communist Nazi followers. The life of the transgender girl community in Communist China is already very difficult, and we transgender girls face difficulties in every aspect of society, and after 2021, we also face pressure and stigmatisation at the state level from the reactionary, authoritarian empire of Communist China.

The tragic brutal killing of transgender girls in Wuhan Tianjie on 9 March 2022 was in the context of the widespread stigmatisation and discrimination against transgender girls that began after 2021 with the ultra-right-wing fascists of Communist China.

It has been six months since the tragic murder of the transgender girl in Wuhan Tianjie in mainland China's Hubei province, but there is still no further news. One very obvious truth is this - we must never trust the far-right Chinese communist fascists, and we must never trust the reactionary communist Chinese government controlled by the communist Nazi communist far-right fascists. We must not trust these non-people, they will never serve the people, they only want to use the people for their own benefit.

The Communist Nazi far-right fascists want to cover up the tragic murder of a transgender girl and try to make people forget about it. This is a delusion of the communist Nazis, just like the dictator Hitler's attempt to cover up the murder of Jews against humanity, and is doomed to failure. We in the Chinese Peaceful Revolutionary Party (CPRP) will always remember this tragedy, and we intend to commemorate this tragedy and fight for the rights of Chinese transgender girls by designating March 9 and September 9 each year as Chinese Transgender Girls' Day and Chinese Transgender Girls' Rights Day.

Chinese Peaceful Revolutionary Party (CPRP)

Party President

Gao Yi

September 9, 2022

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Writing Tip!

An easy way to tell if you’re showing instead of telling is how much you’re using is/was. My English professor explained this to me a few semesters ago, and while he just wanted varied sentence structure in my papers, it also works very well for creative writing.

This isn’t to say that is and was are bad verbs, but rather that they are very basic and do not express anything beyond the fact that something exists. Sometimes, that’s all you need to know in a sentence, but often, the writer can make the story or the characters more engaging by explaining who someone is, what something is, where something is, when something is, why something is, or how something or someone is more powerfully by using one of a few tactics.

The first method is to use strong verbs. “Strong verbs” is a term that gets thrown around a lot, but a strong verb is simply a verb that explains what action is happening as clearly as possibly. For instance, when one “jumps” off the diving board, the reader doesn’t know how the person jumped, but the reader will be able to more clearly see the action if you write “she dove” or “he cannonballed” or “she belly-flopped.” Be aware of who is reading your writing and who the narrator is. In general, if your target demographic probably doesn’t know the word or if your narrator wouldn’t know the word, use a simpler, less precise verb and use adverbs to make it specific.

Another way is to show why the narrator was saying “it is/she was/there is” in the first place. Think of the is/was statement as the disease. You want your reader to guess the disease, so you start describing symptoms. For instance, “She is mourning her husband.” vs. “She stared at the empty seat at the table, unfazed by her mother’s repeated attempts to get her attention.” This way is more rambly than just swapping boring verbs for strong verbs, but it is a good way to show the narrator’s experience in life, the narrator’s biases, the narrator’s emotional state, etc.

One other way is to make the object of the sentence the subject instead. This just means that whatever “is/was” is now what the sentence is about. This is a simple fix in cases when the object is doing something in the sentence. Instead of “There was a ball rolling past her feet.” write “A ball rolled past her feet.”

Let me illustrate:

How you can use varied word choice to show who is being talked about:

Bland: Jason’s dad was standing in front of Jason.

Engaging: His dad loomed over him.

By using a stronger verb, the more hostile loomed, the reader gets a better idea of who Jason’s dad is and how Jason feels about him.

How you can use varied word choice to show who is talking:

Bland: Macy was sitting at the edge of her seat.

Engaging: Macy balanced very carefully at the very edge of the seat so her feet could touch the floor, because Macy was a very big girl now.

The POV character is a young girl at an age where she wants to be perceived as older than the height of chair legs and the lack of height of her own legs will let her be. She also refers unironically to herself as a big girl in her own thoughts, something grownups generally do not do. By expanding on the reason for the action instead of the action itself and with careful word choice, you can set the tone of the character and of the story.

How you can use varied word choice to show what something is:

Bland: That is a tree branch blowing against the window.

Still bland but better: A tree branch blew against the window.

Engaging: The branch smacked against the window.

This is an example of taking the object (the thing in the sentence that the verb is happening to) in this case “branch” and make it the subject. In the still bland but better version of the sentence, the fact that the tree branch is blowing against the window is obvious, but that doesn’t tell us anything about how the narrator feels about what the tree branch is doing. That tells us what, but it does not tell us what the character feels about this thing. Smacked is a more violent, sudden, startling verb that communicates suddenness, surprise, and unease.

How you can use varied word choice to show where something is:

Bland: The phone was on the far side of the nightstand.

Engaging: She flopped an arm blindly across the nightstand, but her fingers hit empty air just shy of the faint glow of her phone.

The engaging version of this sentence tells you more about the character’s mental state, fatigued, while also communicating where the phone is. Also, using a more descriptive word like flopped gives the reader a clearer mental image of what is physically happening in the scene.

How you can use varied word choice to show when something is set:

Bland: It was the early two thousands.

Engaging: Jana looked around the room and saw many a teenage male heinie, but not a belt among them.

Noting fashion trends, like sagging pants or hoop skirts, can reinforce the time period that you’re writing in and how the narrator fits or does not fit into that time period.

How you can use varied word choice to show when (what time) something is:

Bland: It was seven P.M. on a summer night.

Engaging: He watched the sun dip below the far reaches of the ocean as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

The engaging version of this sentence uses a few details to show about what time and when in the year this sentence takes place: it is sunset, so the exact time isn’t stated, but the rough time is implied; the ocean does exist at times of the year when humans aren’t on it as much (and here I though the entire state of Hawaii disappeared between September and April) but most readers will associate the beach with summer; and if the reader didn’t get the clue about the traditionally seasonal location, it is hot enough to make the main character sweat.

How you can use varied word choice to show why the narrator believes something:

Bland: Kai is a good friend.

Engaging: Kai held her hair away from her face as she threw up into the toilet bowl for the fourth time that night.

Anyone can say anything about anyone else, but the best way to get a reader to like a character, an idea, or a thing is to show them why they should like that thing. Instead of making bland moral claims like “Love is stronger than hate.” tell me how the Samaritan stopped to save the Jew, or how the enemies put aside their differences to protect what they care about. Instead of saying “He was scared of his dad.” show me the beer cans and the slurred speech, show me the belt falling and the voice yelling. Show the reader why.

How you can use varied word choice to show how something is:

Bland: The woman was looking at him.

Engaging: The woman ogled him.

Strong verbs again! Use strong verbs that are emotionally charged when you’re talking about emotionally charged situations! Being ogled is an uncomfortable sensation for the person being ogled, and it also shows disrespect on the part of the person ogling.

Keep in mind that these are guidelines! Sometimes is is the best word for the job, and don’t stress if you have a lot of is/was in your stories. Just because they’re bland doesn’t mean that sometimes you need bland verbs to communicate what you want to communicate. Still, you don’t want vagueness to be your crutch, either. Practice showing instead of telling when showing is more important, but have fun with it! Besides, you can always edit whatever you hate or are unsure of now sometime later.

Don’t sweat! Go write awesome papers and stories!

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