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Watching
SQUID GAME 2
Hwang Dong-hyuk
Korea, 2024
Tuesday, December 31, 2024
EMILY DICKINSON
“Hope”
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Monday, December 30, 2024
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To all of the twits who ignored every red flag, caved to your worst selves, and bought into all of the most obvious of Trump's insane lies:
Everything that happens from here on out - the family members you lose, the suffering, the confiscation of your freedoms at the whim of your god king - is all on you.
Especially the Christians who knowingly and enthusiastically rejected everything their original lord and savior ever said and taught in favor of Jesus 2.0.
You can no longer falsely blame dems, antifa, LGBTQ people, or immigrants for everything that you've set into motion with your prejudice and cowardice. You made your filthy bed, and now you're going to lie in it - still sick, still poor, and still stupid.
All to feed your desperate hunger to hurt people who never did anything to you your childish, hate -fueled decision will not make us disappear. It will not magically give you cheap gas and groceries, and it most certainly is not going to bring about world peace or otherwise make anything "great.”
Your one success was to hand the nation's most powerful seat to a career criminal whose only goals are to evade prison force everyone to worship his worthless ass. And use our country as a piggybank to fund his coke parties.
Hope it was all worth it, you hateful fuckwits.
Enjoy the ride.
CHRISTIAN MIMAN
“This Inwardness, This Ice”
This inwardness, this ice,
this wide boreal whiteness
into which he’s come
with a crawling sort of care
for the sky’s severer blue,
the edge on the air,
trusting his own lightness
and the feel as feeling goes;
this discipline, this glaze,
this cold opacity of days
begins to crack.
No marks, not one scar,
no sign of where they are,
these weaknesses rumoring through,
growing loud if he stays,
louder if he turns back.
Nothing to do but move.
Nowhere to go but on,
to creep, and breathe, and learn
a blue beyond belief,
an air too sharp to pause,
this distance, this burn,
this element of flaws
that winces as it gives.
Nothing to do but live.
Nowhere to be but gone.
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Sunday, December 29, 2024
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CHRISTOPHER HITCHENS
There are, after all, atheists who say they wish the fable were true but are unable to suspend the requisite disbelief, or who have relinquished belief only with regret. To this I reply: who wishes that there was a permanent, unalterable celestial despotism that subjected us to continual surveillance and could convict us of thought-crime, and who regarded us as its private property even after we died? How happy we ought to be, at the reflection that there exists not a shred of respectable evidence to support such a horrible hypothesis.
Saturday, December 28, 2024
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TADEUSZ DĄBROWSKI
“A Botanical Garden in Winter”
Instead of flowers and annuals in livid snow a forest
of nameplates: Ammobium alatum
(everlasting), Myosotis (forget-me-not),
Textus ubiquitus. All that’s left is to believe
in the roots and tubers buried in the earth.
Though what does it matter in winter? Only
in the palm house is life richly flourishing,
words spiral into stems and leaves, entwining to form
epics and philippics. They wither and rise again
under the caring dome of a plexiglass sky. In a nursery
at the edges of the garden, in perfect order,
new words are already germinating.
—Translated by Antonia Lloyd-Jones
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Friday, December 27, 2024
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"So basically the right split into two factions, tech right and right right, and the tech right is like "hey we need h-1b visa people to do the jobs," and the right right was like "no you need to hire americans," and the tech right is like "but you guys are retarded."
President Elmo: Yep.
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MAGA is so fucking stupid. ANYTHING to shoot themselves in both feet. Worship at the alter of the President who calls you retarded.
How can you not understand that the entire plan is to hire foreign workers for jobs you're incapable of doing, deport all the foreign workers doing the jobs you've been too good to do because WHITE, and then let you starve if you won't do the shittiest jobs imaginable for the lowest pay?
But hey, you wanted this. These are exactly the people and the economic future you voted for.
Congratulations. You chose a literal great replacement you've been screaming about for decades.
So shut the fuck up and go pick some strawberries and provide for your families instead of belly-aching that you chose not to get a hint of an education or learn how anything works.
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Thursday, December 26, 2024
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JORGE LUIS BORGES
The image that I shall leave when I’m dead — we’ve already said that this is part of a poet’s works — and maybe the most important — I don’t know exactly what it will be, I don’t know if I’ll be viewed with indulgence, with indifference, or with hostility. Of course, that’s of little importance to me now; what does matter to me is not what I’ve written but what I am writing and what I’m going to write. And I think this is how every writer feels. Alfonso Reyes said that one published what he had written in order to avoid spending his life correcting it: one publishes a book in order to leave it behind, one publishes a book in order to forget it.
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Wednesday, December 25, 2024
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Tuesday, December 24, 2024
All I know about Donnie D-Cups' and Pobosiec's wet dreams for Canada, Mexico, Greenland, Iceland, Faroes, Philippines, Sicily, Cuba, Dominican Republic, etc. - and WWIII with NATO - is that two top goals of Trump's Project 2025 are outlawing LGBTQ+ people in the military and ending women in combat.
You know what to do, kids.
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KAMAND KOJOURI
They want us to be afraid.
They want us to be afraid of leaving our homes.
They want us to barricade our doors
and hide our children.
Their aim is to make us fear life itself!
They want us to hate.
They want us to hate 'the other'.
They want us to practice aggression
and perfect antagonism.
Their aim is to divide us all!
They want us to be inhuman.
They want us to throw out our kindness.
They want us to bury our love
and burn our hope.
Their aim is to take all our light!
They think their bricked walls
will separate us.
They think their damned bombs
will defeat us.
They are so ignorant they don’t understand
that my soul and your soul are old friends.
They are so ignorant they don’t understand
that when they cut you I bleed.
They are so ignorant they don’t understand
that we will never be afraid,
we will never hate
and we will never be silent
for life is ours!
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DOLORES O'RIORDAN / THE CRANBERRIES
Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken
But you see it's not me
It's not my family
In your head, in your head
They are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are cryin'
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Another mother's breakin'
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head
They're still fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are dyin'
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie
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Monday, December 23, 2024
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