These Beans Are Made Of Guns

gayberdnird:

chismosite:

LAPD detonated 5000 lbs of fireworks in the middle of a residential area, injuring at least 17 people and causing $900 million in various damages in a low-income, majority-POC neighborhood.

They then continue to pursue caging the person whose fireworks they stole while news media misreports to cover for police incompetency and destruction.

post on the damages

post on the explosion

in depth article

LAPD refused to ID officers behind a huge fireworks explosion. Now we have their names

The LAPD destroyed much of a South L.A. neighborhood, but would not identify the officers involved. Through investigative records, court doc

Los Angeles Times

It took TWO YEARS to get the names of those involved with this incident. There are people still protesting, still living in hotels, still with unfulfilled claims to the city from this shit

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tooies:

this website’s moderation sucks ass and it has a terrible bot problem and there are an enormous amount of bugs but thankfully we have a staff team hard at work not addressing any of these but instead making shitty ui changes that nobody wants

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chaumas-deactivated20230115:

Last week I accidentally took an edible at 10x my usual dose. I say “accidentally” but it was really more of a “my friend held it out to my face and I impulsively swallowed it like a python”, which was technically on purpose but still an accident in that my squamate instincts acted faster than my ability to assess the situation and ask myself if I really wanted to get Atreides high or not.

Anyway. I was painting the wall when it hit. My friend heard me make a noise and asked what was wrong—I explained that I had just fallen through several portals. I realized that painting the wall fulfilled my entire hierarchy of needs, and was absolutely sure that I was on track to escaping the cycle of samsara if I just kept at it a little longer. I was thwarted on my journey towards nirvana only by the fact that I ran out of paint.

Seeking a surrogate act of humble service through which I might be redeemed and made human, I turned to unwashed dishes in the sink and took up the holy weapon of the sponge. I was partway through cleaning the blender when it REALLY hit.

You ever clean a blender? It’s a shockingly intimate act. They are complex tools. One of the most complicated denizens of the kitchen. Glass and steel and rubber and plastic. Fuck! They’ve got gaskets. You can’t just scrub ‘em and rinse them down like any other piece of shit dish. You’ve got to dissemble them piece by piece, groove by sensitive groove, taking care to lavish the spinning blades with cautious attention. There’s something sensual about it. Something strangely vulnerable.

As I stood there, turning the pieces over in my hands, I thought about all the things we ask of blenders. They don’t have an easy job. They are hard laborers taking on a thankless task. I have used them so roughly in my haste for high-density smoothies, pushing them to their limits and occasionally breaking them. I remembered the smell of acrid smoke and decaying rubber that filled the kitchen in the break room the last time I tried to make a smoothie at work—the motor overtaxed and melted, the gasket cracked and brittle. Strawberry slurry leaked out of it like the blood of a slain animal.

Was this blender built to last? Or was it doomed to an early grave in some distant landfill by the genetic disorder of planned obsolescence? I didn’t know, and was far too high to make an educated guess. But I knew that whatever care and tenderness and empathy I put into it, the more respect for the partnership of man and machine, the better it would perform for me.

This thought filled me with a surge of affection. However long its lifespan, I wanted it to be filled with dignity and love and understanding. I thought: I bet no one has hugged this blender before. And so I lifted it from its base.

A blender is roughly the size and shape of a human baby. Cradling one in your arms satisfies a primal need. A month ago I was permitted to hold an infant for the first time in my life, an experience which was physically and psychologically healing. I felt an echo of that satisfaction holding my friend the blender, and the thought of parting with it felt even more ridiculous than bringing it with me to hang out on my friend’s bed.

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gasterofficial:

wtf drinking is cool again

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little-klng:

i think kids online should really get back to making internetsonas instead of whatever fuckshit this is with putting their entire real faces, names, ages, and such everywhere. you’re not gonna realize how nice internet privacy is until you dont have it anymore and no chance at getting it back. make up a guy and a name and just be that online. make up conflicting details about your completely made up backstory. make a fursona or something

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knightofleo:

Implicit storytelling in two tweets:

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great-and-small:

Just found out my facebook birding group is public because my cousin (a lawyer who is not into birds) casually said to me “saw you couldn’t identify a willet the other day… pretty embarrassing”

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loverbear-butch:

loverbear-butch:

actually sex is fun and casual if you want it to be and serious and sacred if you want it to be bc you make that choice for yourself and nobody else!

thank you @a-flawless-catastrophe for this excellent way of putting it this is perfect

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killyfromblame:

I just think gay aesthetics are incomplete without fat people in them. Hairy people too. Fat and hairy is a bonus

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everythingfox:

Who will win?

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alyshara:

wastelandbebe:

also I fucking hate those “if lgbt discussion isn’t allowed in schools than neither should pregnant teachers because she’s showing everyone that she got CUMMED INSIDE🤢 lol she’s teaching kids about her breeding kink” posts because 1) what an odd way to think and talk about pregnant people even if it’s just for a gotcha own. weird. anyways 2) are we just going to pretend that pregnant people don’t experience workplace discrimination? that reproductive rights aren’t politicians’ favorite bargaining chip? that pregnant people can’t face other forms of discrimination including medical abuse and social alienation? that murder isn’t a leading cause of death for pregnant people? that there wasn’t a time teachers had to sign contracts promising they wouldn’t get pregnant or could face termination? okay

#sorry for the rant in the tags op#tl;dr: yeah#the christofascist far right absolutely wants an end result where pregnant people are not able to be in the public sphere & working either#gender fash want to enforce biological essentialist social control#they want everyone to be assigned a binary gender at birth (surgically if necessary)#and to deny all access to live a life outside of the prescribed social role for that gender assignment (to any degree!)#they want to kill trans people and/or torture them/us back into the closet#and they want cis women (& all they’d force into performing cis womanhood) to be legally and economically controlled by husbands#constantly pregnant and out of the public sphere with no independent means of income#performing unpaid reproductive/domestic labor#they want structurally enforced sexual and financial abuse#that is the end goal for many many far right people#(& if you’re reading that like ‘that’s basically the society we already have now’ –yeah!! the united states is extremely far right)#lgbtq folks (including queers like me who will never be pregnant and physically cannot become pregnant and who are tokophobic even)#should have solidarity w pregnant people as a class where possible#& support pregnant people’s labor rights & health access whether they choose to abort or give birth- unconditionally#especially especially especially pregnant Black and Indigenous people who face extremely & uniquely high mortality rates & discrimination!!#pregnant people having control over their bodies & trans people having control over their/our bodies are essential & *overlapping* issues#& we should hold ourselves to the standard of being willing to build coalition with pregnant people who are ready to struggle alongside us#to be clear it’s 100% fair to be mad when people won’t extend solidarity to you! it’s fine to call that out/demand better/vent AND#also it is a *good thing* when/where we’re able to build political coalition with pregnant people (including cishet pregnant women)#we need everyone we can get in the struggle against gender existentialism & abuse culture & and the suppression of bodily autonomy#& gendered economic exploitation & rape culture & the carceral system & white supremacy & christofascism & colonialism & racial capitalism#these issues are so very interconnected

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wilwheaton:

saywhat-politics:

Only capitalism could turn unlimited free electricity into a problem.

oh no the poor billionaires may lose a few thousand dollars so the plant doesn’t die so sad

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pinkhit-s:

hate it when I call myself a girl and then someone goes “you’re not a girl you’re nonbinary/agender” and it’s like. I am whatever I say I am. freak. I am a girl I am a little guy I am the man of the owl. I am nothing. I am everything. do not presume to know me in anyway I do not know myself

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bearie:

kittens conversation:

hey we are all really small do you want to sleep in a pile

other kittens: yeah

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