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balor-antioch · 1 month
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Happy St. Catty's Day from Yuengling (center), Whiplash (top right), Mao (bottom right), Mango (bottom left), and Azalea (top left)!
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mamadarama · 9 days
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Kuro and Madara both seem like maine coons but Madara(and also Leo ) also give me calico vibes. Kuro also fits the norwegian forest cat.
Himeru is one of those freaky ass lanky oriental cats or a russian blue
Adonis is an egyptian mau or a siamese, Kaoru is an orange, Rei is a regular black cat but with weirdly shiny fur and Kouga is a cat who was raised by pitbulls and will not accept the reality that he’s not a pitbull
Keito is a regular european/domestic shorthair but with a weirdly green tint to it
I would say Mika is a khao manee due to the eyes but he is big eyed dark brown colored LaPerm( the specific image I have in mind is one of the pictures in The Cat Encyclopedia and I’m not even sure if it’s for that breed)
Tori is a munchkin
OK OKOK SO i actually already have breed hcs for everyone bc im so autistic abt cats i was gonna wait to talk abt them as i made the cat designs but progress is going really slow on those and now that someone is talking to me about it i cant make myself shut up . i agree with a lot of these !!! im just gonna go ahead and list all of my hcs though bc im insane (these are my somewhat realistic color hcs for what they would be if i didnt choose to make them all candy colored when i draw them lol)
(disclaimer: this is on appearance alone, not all these breeds and mutations are ethical, not all these colors actually appear in the breed stated or are combinations that dont exist, and some of these colors/breeds are extinct)
gonna put this under a readmore cuz its ...... a lot (i woulda added pics too but theres definitely way more than 10 cats here)
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eichi - ragdoll, cream point, important to note he is a purebred show cat
wataru - oriental longhair, blue bicolor harlequin
tori - munchkin/british shorthair, dilute calico
yuzuru - domestic shorthair (feral TNR), tuxedo, otter like coat texture
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trickstar
subaru - abyssinian, cinnamon
hokuto - american bobtail, black with blue undertones and low white
makoto - scottish fold, golden, non breed standard (longer face)
mao - ragamuffin, red with high white
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akatsuki
kuro - siberian, black smoke striped tabby
keito - domestic shorthair, brown mackerel tabby with low white
souma - japanese bobtail, brown broken mackerel tabby with high white
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eden
nagisa - maine coon, light gray sokoke tabby
hiyori - laperm, silver sunshine agouti with low white
ibara - chausie (feral), blue cream
jun - thai pisaat, black ticked tabby, kinked tail (pisaat characteristic)
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undead
rei - oriental longhair, black (looks brown in sunlight), long teeth (this isnt a mutation, some cats just have longer teeth than others— my design is inspired by mingus the panther, a black oriental shorthair that was popular on the internet for his huge fangs)
kaoru - turkish van, medium longhair, red chinchilla tabby/white
adonis - arabian mau, but with toyger coloration
koga - lykoi, dark gray/black roan, thinks hes a wolf due to being raised with dogs and the lykoi being known as the "werewolf cat"
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knights
leo - domestic shorthair, dense coat, medium white calico, long teeth
izumi - domestic shorthair, lilac striped tabby with low white
arashi - singapura, breed standard
ritsu - bombay, non breed standard (longer face) long teeth like rei but slightly shorter
tsukasa - ragamuffin, chocolate tabby with medium white, higher rufousing
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rinne - chausie, red grizzled tabby, high rufousing
niki - nebelung, non breed standard (shorter fur)
himeru - domestic shorthair, blue solid, small rounded ear mutation
kohaku - longhair american bobtail, sunshine lilac lynx point
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alkaloid
hiiro - chausie, red grizzled tabby (darker tabby than rinne), high rufousing
aira - ragdoll, cream point, non breed standard (shorter fur)
tatsumi - australian mist, silver spotted
mayoi - oriental siamese, seal tortie point, non breed standard (shorter face)
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rab*its
nazuna - somali, fawn, notably smaller than average
tomoya - domestic shorthair, fawn based caramel classic tabby
hajime - russian blue, breed standard
mitsuru - kurilian bobtail, chocolate solid
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valkyrie
shu - donskoy (brush), warm gray with white
mika - appears to be a kurilian bobtail, actually domestic longhair (medium), black heavy tortie, odd eyes and bobtail mutation (khao manee cats do have odd eyes, but can only be white. also mikas backstory lends itself to him being a randombred)
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2wink
theyre twins, so both are red classic tabby domestic shorthairs. theyre somewhat smaller than most cats .
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switch
natsume - domestic shorthair, red solid with minimal white
tsumugi - american wirehair, solid chocolate and white, non breed standard (longer fur)
sora - highlander, golden classic tabby with white, ringtail mutation
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ryuseitai
chiaki - havana brown, chocolate
kanata - turkish van, blue classic tabby/white
tetora - bengal/abyssinian, zorro mask charcoal bengal with high roufusing
shinobu - domestic shorthair, black/medium white spotted, somewhat short tail
midori - domestic (medium) longhair, fawn based caramel solid with white
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MaM and others
madara - maine coon, calico (my design for him is based off dawntreader texas calboy, a male calico maine coon that was the subject of controversy among cat show judges for being a genetic anomaly)
(madaras name actually means calico cat!! madara (斑) means spots and mikejima (三毛縞) means tricolored stripes, with "mike" often referring to calico and tortoiseshell cats. as a kid he also had the nickname "mikekun" in reference to his tendency to startle people by sneaking up on them silently like a cat)
anzu - british shorthair, chocolate tortie with medium white
jin - domestic (short) longhair (stray), dark gray, rough fur texture
akiomi - oriental longhair, fawn
kaname - british shorthair, blue solid, non breed standard (longer face)
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singlesablog · 6 months
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The Closet, Part 1.
“Everything She Wants” (1984) Wham! Columbia Records (Written by George Michael) Highest U.S. Billboard Chart Position – No. 1
Not since Warhol painted his silkscreens of Mao Zedong in the early 70s had a project as blatantly propagandistic as Wham!, and their second album, Make it Big, appear on US shores.  It was a record with its intentions splashed across the LP cover in large, unironic text above the image it was selling: the nubile duo of George Michael and Andrew Ridgeley, hairdos perfectly coiffed, all done up like doe-eyed fashion models in high-end sportswear.  Even the colors of the album were strategic: red, white, and blue.  Wham! was clearly setting their ambitions straight for the Reagan 80s, and toward US domination.
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Andy Warhol, "Mao", 1972, Silkscreen.
Like the Reagan 80s, the ideas behind the first single, “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go”, were as fun, retro and catchy as his signature jelly beans.  I wasn’t terribly impressed with the song (first heard over the piped-in radio at the Chick-Fil-A I worked in at in the mall) until I saw the video.  There he was: George Michael, costumed in short shorts, wearing a white sweatshirt that screamed Choose Life, hugging himself as he ponied and swam about in a sea of neon colors.  It was then that the song really took off for me: George, Andrew, Pepsi and Shirlie, all having a romp, signaling that the New wave was over, and that something much bigger was ahead of us: pure, unadulterated fun.  Of course I zeroed in on George, his Greek curls laboriously blown out into a perfectly feathered mane and dyed into the colors of artificial sunshine, and in the pivotal video moment, hugging himself tightly with fingerless cotton gloves, two gold-hooped earrings glittering for the camera.  I am telling you, those earrings on George Michael were the gayest thing I had ever seen (not the straight “one” earring, but two), and thereby an annunciation: looking at him, right there on regular TV, I felt reborn.
Make it Big would spawn five top ten singles in the United States (if you count “Last Christmas”, a one-off that would appear as a double A side with “Everything She Wants” in England) and included three US number ones.  “Everything She Wants”, which followed “Wake Me”, “Careless Whisper”, and “Freedom”, would be the last to be released from the album, and it was unique in that it did not seem to be cut from the same cloth as the other singles, which were in essence modeled after Motown.  It was a song that also did not depend on a video to sell itself (not that they didn’t make one).  I was in the bathroom blow-drying a crest into my swing bang when I first heard it on the radio, and I know I must have frozen mid-bang.  Something was very different with this track.  First and most importantly it was entirely built on a synthesizer, from the Linn drum bongos that open it (George’s rough demo sample was kept for the final product) to the beautiful synth notes; in fact, like “Last Christmas”, the entire song was written and performed on one instrument, a Roland Juno-60, and both songs would be performed solely by George without any other musicians to sweeten it. He wrote and arranged it overnight, with no thought of it being a single until everyone responded to it so well. According to engineer Chris Porter: 
"I think this was when George started to realize that if he wanted to, he could do everything himself. He could [just] cut out all these other people and their ideas."
Back in my bathroom, frozen in place, I wouldn’t have perceived any of this.  What I was perceiving was something even gayer than George hugging himself in “Wake Me Up”: this new George had a voice speaking directly to me.  “Everything She Wants” is a song about a man in an unhappy marriage, an unhappy 80s marriage, to be precise, because the female in question is fixated upon perfection through consumerism.  George in the song is projecting the role of the long-suffering woman, and in an act of pure subversion instead plays the hard-working husband who has to pretend that he is fulfilled by having a wife.  He is, in essence, bitching about having to play it straight, and in my mother’s bathroom I understood completely that a song dripping in sarcasm about being in a marriage was the queerest (and possibly most liberating) thing I had ever heard in my life up until that moment, the peak, the essence, being when he sings the lines: And now you tell me that you're having my baby I'll tell you that I'm happy if you want me to But one step further and my back will break If my best isn't good enough, then how can it be good enough for two?
Not only were these priceless, hilariously bitchy lyrics (the song is punctuated with his backing vocals screeching “work!”, “work!”) it directly expresses the reality of a gay man suffering miserably in the closet, and delivers a pungent commentary about the reality of living in the shadows of straight conformity.  The most delicious thing about it was the era it was tucked into (with its new rush of bubblegum pop)—if the song had a real message, it was sure to be lost in all of the neon fun.  The import was not, however, lost on me. 
Looking gay, as Wham! did, does not make you gay.  Making fizzy, lush pop songs, in and of itself, of course does not make you gay.  Being a male pop duo does not make you gay.  After taking over the world, hit after hit, the final No.1 for Wham! in “Everything She Wants” definitely, definitely made me gayer.  In sound and vision, it would mark the beginning of George Michael as a real solo act, on the precipice of joining the ranks of the biggest pop stars in the world.  Soon, George would have all the fame he could ever desire; sadly, it would prove to be the biggest closet of them all.
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Last Christmas, 1984
Written in 1983, recorded in August of 1984, Wham’s “Last Christmas” would of course be announced as a December release (George had performed the song alone in a studio fully decorated for Christmas with engineer Chris Porter to set the mood).
In the UK there is a long history and competitive spirit surrounding a Christmas No. 1 , which meant the hit should be the last to chart for the year.  Famous examples of a Christmas No. 1 in the UK would include The Beatles’ “I want To Hold Your Hand” (1963), The Human League's “Don’t You Want Me” (1981) and Pet Shop Boys’ “Always on My Mind” (1987).  In 1984, during the filming of Band Aid’s “Do They Know It’s Christmas”, which was produced for famine relief in Ethiopia by Bob Geldof, one can see George Michael lamenting that the song they were recording would surely keep the Wham! track from going to No.1, and he was right.  “Do They Know It’s Christmas” won the year, with “Last Christmas” coming in as No.2.  He had smiled shyly when he said it, but one could tell he was over it.  If George Michael was anything in the 80s, it was ambitious.
In 2006, Michael released a Greatest Hits, Twenty-Five, featuring four new songs, one of which, “Understand”, would serve as a sort of apologia to “Everything She Wants”, imagining the couple 30 years later, and seeing the relationship more from the woman’s point of view.
George always insisted that “Everything She Wants” was his all-time favorite Wham! song, and he performed it regularly in concert.
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threadbaresweater · 3 months
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Blorbos Over the Years
@itoshisoup you are responsible for this.
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I'm not quite sure where to start with my explanations, so I'm just going to dive in.
1. Kevin Arnold from The Wonder Years. The first character I remember having a crush on at the tender age of 7.
2. Sean Hunter, Boy Meets World. 12 year old me really loved his long hair and "bad boy" image.
3. Jordan Catalano, My So-Called Life. The Original Bad Boy. I was 15.
4. Aladdin. I think Every girl my age had a crush on him. He's out of order on the chart. I loved him at 11.
5. Romeo Montague. Well, Leonardo DiCaprio in general, but mostly for the Romeo + Juliet of 1996. I was 15.
6. AJ, Empire Records. He was going to tell Corey(Liv Tyler) at 1:37 exactly that he loved her. Also a teenage crush (16-17)
7. Tidus, Final Fantasy X. His English dub made me crazy in the best way. I needed to run my fingers through his hair and make out with him in the lake at macalania. I was 19 when I met him for the first time.
8. Auron, Final Fantasy X. Rough and stoic and quiet and strong, he paved the way for future blorbos. 21-23 years old.
9. Lulu, Final Fantasy X. Part of my bisexual awakening. She's so beautiful. Same age span as Auron.
There's a dry spell here between 23 and 30-ish, a sad, blorbo-less time when I was suffering in a toxic marriage and had a quarter life crisis. Honorable mentions at this time go to Bam Margera of Jackass and Brad Pitt- specifically the Brad Pitt of Interview With the Vampire and Legends of the Fall. Don't ask. I'm not sure either.
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10. In 2019, I started playing Mr. Love Queen's Choice and fell HARD for Lucien. I was 38.
11. Victor won over Lucien soon thereafter. He's licherally perfect.
12. JUMIN HANNNNNNNNNN. We met during covid. I was 39 and locked in my house, daydreaming constantly. My husband and I had a 63 day streak of sex because I was constantly horny. I stayed up all hours of the night listening to music and writing fanfiction and wishing Jumin was real. It was a problem. Obsession doesn't even begin to describe what I felt for him.
13. Jihyun Kim. Equally as obsessed with him. Joined 4 Zines and wrote shit tons of fanfiction for him. Cried endless tears for him. 39-40 years old.
14. Aki. Oh, my Aki. My quiet, angry, strong, complicated, blue-eyed, black haired Aki. I want to smoke and have coffee with him every morning for the rest of our lives.
15. Megumi. Another dark haired pretty, pretty boy. I felt like a teenager with a crush when I first saw him.
16. Nanami. My stoic, overworked, but secretly sensitive blonde. I want to live by the ocean with him and walk barefoot in the sand every night.
17. Kishibe. My mid-life crisis asshole. He's dirty and crude but strong and just doesn't take any shit. I love his outlook on life and need him to let me ride him.
18.Higuruma. Love of my life. I've arrived at peak blorbo consumption here. He's everything I want and more. He is all of these men combined and then some. He is the epitome of blorbo-ness.
If you read all of this, call me. I'll take you out to lunch. (This was crazy fun though. Thanks Mao Mao).
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monebula-art · 1 year
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After the Fall of Flower Fruit Mountain, 500 years pass, and a ragged band of pilgrims travel across the land in search of sacred scriptures. But while the little white fox is a welcome and familiar face on the Hero’s journey, she cannot go with them…
Part 1/3
The little blue eyed Monkey (Mao) calls her ‘Auntie’. His sister is Ming. They were orphaned babies that survived the attack on FFM and BaiYin fled with them.
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lostinanightmare · 8 months
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HELLO! We’re a system that is fictive heavy. 16 bodily!!
Core:
Lucas he/him
Brain made:
Rebecca she/her
Louise she/they
Valen any/all
Piper she/they
Ensemble Stars fictives:
Rei Sakuma (Rei) they/she
Natsume Sakasaki (Nathan) he/they
Arashi Narukami (Ariella) she/her
Subaru Akehoshi (Sam/Sammie) he/him
Jun Sazanami (June) he/they
Rinne Amagi (Rinne) he/him
Mao Isara (Morgan) she/he
Tatsumi Kazehaya (Timothy/Tim) he/him
Tsukasa Suou (Theodore/Theo) he/she
Shu Itsuki (Simon) xe/he/she + Mademoiselle she/it
Koga Oogami (Kole) he/she
Madara Mikejima (Matthew/Mama) he/him
Nagisa Ran (Nick) they/them
Midori Takamine (McKenna) he/they/she
Wataru Hibiki (Winter) she/he/they
Kaname Tojo (Kendall) he/they
Niki Shiina (Niki) he/him
Chiaki Morisawa (Cory) he/him
Hinata Aoi (Haven) he/they/she
Kaoru Hakaze (Kody) he/they
HiMERU (Harley) he/they
Aira Shiratori (Aira) he/she/love
Hajime Shino + Shinobu Sengoku (Heiko) they/them
Kohaku Oukawa (Kiera) she/it
Mika Kagehira (Mika) he/they
Kanata Shinkai (Kaleb) he/they
Sora Harukawa (Sara) she/they
Project Sekai fictives:
(WxS) KAITO (Kaiden) he/they
Akito Shinonome (Aiden) he/him
Mizuki Akiyama (Michele) they/them
Saki Tenma (Sophie) she/they
Twisted Wonderland fictives:
Cater Diamond he/him
Che’nya he/she/it
Deuce Spade he/they
Blue Lock fictives:
Rin Itoshi (Rin) he/they
Genshin Impact fictives:
Ajax/Tartaglia/Childe he/him
Scaramouche/Wanderer (Scara) he/they
Ningguang (Natalie) she/they
Hu Tao (Helena) she/they
Ei (Elaina) she/her
Kaveh (Kaiser) he/him
Alhaitham (Alexander) he/him
Hypnosis Mic fictives:
Gentarou Yumeno (Grace) he/she/they
Tokyo Ghoul fictives: Juuzou Suzuya (Julian) he/him
Hairu Ihei + Kuramoto Ito (Holly) she/he
Omori fictives:
Sunny he/him
(male) Aubrey he/him
Hero he/him
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Below are the main tags by medium and under the link to the tags, all the fandoms I've posted about in alphabetic order. The fandom and the characters that appear are tagged too but you're gonna have to look into my blog search function. You can also search the tags by canon art, gif, collage or doujinshi (for fancomics).
anime (aka. all animation bc I'm too lazy to modify the tag with the proper name)
blue eyed samurai, code geass, castlevania, link click, mawaru penguindrum, puella magi madoka magica, shojo kakumei utena, trigun stampede, yuuri on ice
book
all of us villains, a song of fire and ice, bartimaeus trilogy, edas, greenwing and dart, kane chronicles, kingkiller chronicle, kusuriya no hitorigoto, les miserables, nine worlds, omniscient reader's viewpoint, percy jackson universe, silmarillion, the scholomance, the folk of the air, the locked tomb, the vampire chronicles, villains series, wheel of time
comic
dc universe
danmei
bing an ben, erha he ta de bai mao shizun, golden terrace, liu yao: the revitalization of fuyao sect, modao zushi, mo du, tian guan ci fu, tian ya ke, qiang jin jiu, qian qiu, scum villain self saving system, yuwu, zhen hun
film
dune 2021, star wars, the handmaiden
manga
akatsuki no yona, banana fish, berserk, bleach, blue period, boku no hero academia, bungou stray dogs, cardcaptor sakura, death note, detective conan, d.gray man, eroica yori ai wo komete, fullmetal alchemist, hetalia, hikaru ga shinda natsu, hikaru no go, hunter x hunter, jibaku shonen hanako-kun, jujutsu kaisen, kaze to ki no uta, kuroshitsuji, magic kaito, naruto, one piece, pandora hearts, ranma 1/2, rg veda, shaman king, showa genroku rakugo shinjuu, spy x family, soul eater, tsubasa reservoir chronicle, uruwashi no yoi no tsuki, vampire knight, vanitas no shuki, witch hat atelier, xxxholic, x/1999, yugioh, yu yu hakusho
original art
tv show
interview with a vampire, nirvana in fire, the untamed, wheel of time, word of honor
video game
genshin impact, persona 5
webcomic
girl genius, homestuck
Enjoy! And remember it's always nice to like, reblog or comment if you loved the art!
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phantoms-cave · 7 months
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don't ask about crazy april - 2017
don’t ask about (crazy) april. I call my mother crazy, drinking a 40 oz. with my friends, her hands trembling as she laments the twenty-two years she spent in this country trying to get rich,
but I call her even crazier when I watch her bury herself in roulette table debt, in the side-glances, overeager neck-vein grins of her friends who she will steadily lose in the next five years, who each rattle off in Shanghainese: “I don’t mean to be rude, but please don’t forget, april, you owe me $2500.”
forget, she wouldn’t, she would lie awake, dry-eyed, the kind that hurts to blink, sinking into her cloud mattress, hoping for relief, after dry-swallowing lumps of Metformin, Lisinopril, a little aspirin tab— but her body aches, even after all the Tramadol, in the thick bull-like muscle of her calves, in the livid blue joints of her toes, ankles, in her doughy midsection, the gut, and her mind throbs, incessantly, pumping anxiety and dull pains from the time wasted, misspent in casinos, praying with one hand on the slot machine, the other rummaging around in the recycled envelope that’s reserved for the rent, both hands over her head as she flung skateboards, televisions, shoes, at my head.
I call her crazy, remembering ten years back: I drew on sidewalks with cantaloupe-colored chalk while my sister hurled cans of RC Cola, my mother bragged to her friends about her recent rental home, how large, how spacious, how luxurious, how vintage, little did they know about how we slept at night, cockroaches seeping out of the rotting walls, how we never ate anything out of the toaster because a rat had melted in it, how the ceiling bulged down over our beds, sure to leak rainwater, oh, she wanted her friends to know that twenty-two years weren’t squandered— as I held onto her in the evenings, tracing the deep lines in the corners of her eyes, to which she told me to put on sunscreen so I could stay young forever, so I could “catch a man with more prospects than your father,” but sunscreen was the least of her worries, because at 2 am her eyes would glaze over amid dizzying cigarette smoke, stark neon JACKPOT! lights, as she hoped for two days, unsleeping, relentlessly wishing to replenish the thousand dollars she’d just shoveled into the casino furnace.
I call april crazy but I know she’s not all that.
she convinces herself:
that she did not leave her parents, sisters, and brothers behind in Shanghai, in 1992, to work in a dusty Chinese restaurant so she can rake in a hefty hundred dollars a day (if she’s lucky),
that she did not grit her teeth through the Cultural Revolution, forgoing an education to kneel in a re-education labor camp, to accept that she’d never see her eldest brother again because a mining cave had crushed him instantaneously,
that she did not stand shoulder-to-shoulder with peers, stoning teachers and the old man who sells slippers to death, to steal silverware from buffets so my sister and I wouldn’t have to eat with our grubby fingers,
that she did not watch Mao’s Red Guards infest her childhood home, ravenously kicking and clawing through drawers for jewelry, for antiques, for anything, no, she did not watch them seize and surrender her home so she could continue dragging her feet in a new land that isn’t the kindest to those who speak in nonsensical English-Chinese sentences.
tonight, I call my mother crazy out of habit, even though she is not there, but elsewhere, in her boisterous smoky coin jingling second home, and I stand in the kitchen, failing to remember that time april handled a pan over the stove, on the phone with her sister, scrambling eggs for me, eight years old, dabbing her eyes with a grease-stained paper towel, incoherently stringing together words to tell me that her mother had died— and yet, she sat down then and sits down now, bursting with a manic euphoria, at her usual spot in between the Vietnamese grandma and the long-haired Mexican, spinning poker chips with her rough sausage fingers.
I call her crazy, as I squint under sickly fluorescent light, scarfing down whatever’s in the fridge, watching my father in his Batman shorts, on his knees, in the dead of night, vacuuming up and picking out bits of Honeynut Cheerios that my mother had spilled and crushed in the blotchy carpet like an overgrown child, and I wait for her to come home.
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brookstonalmanac · 1 year
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Holidays 3.28
Holidays
Barnum & Bailey Day
Bhakti Mata Karma Jayanti (Chhattisgarh, India)
Children's Picture Book Day
Commemoration of Sen no Rikyu (The Way of Tea; Japan)
Confucius Memorial Day
Defy Death Today Day
Eggsibit Day
Gone-ta-Pott Day [every 28th]
Greatest Show on Earth Day
Haitian Pose Day
Hot Tub Day
International Laser Tag Day
International Women in Music Day
Istanbul Not Constantinople Day
Microfilm Day
National Amber Day
National Car Wash Day
National Children’s Picture Book Day
National Choking Awareness Day
National Ram Day
National Triglycerides Day
Progressive MS Day
Ram Nawami (Nepal)
Respect Your Cat Day
Semana Santa (Nicaragua)
Serfs Emancipation Day (Tibet)
Sun and Moon Creation Day
Teacher's Day (Czech Republic, Slovakia)
Three Mile Island Day
Virtual Advocacy Day
Washboard Day
Weed Appreciation Day
Food & Drink Celebrations
Black Forest Cake Day
Eat an Edy’s Pie Day (f.k.a. Eat an Eskimo Pie Day)
Something on a Stick Day
4th & Last Tuesday in March
American Diabetes Association Alert Day [4th Tuesday]
National Agriculture Day (a.k.a. National Ag Day) [4th Tuesday]
National Fitness Recovery Day [Last Tuesday]
Independence Days
Cakeland (Declared, 2007) [unrecognized]
Feast Days
Aequinoctium Vernum, Day 2 (Pagan)
Erasistratus (Positivist; Saint)
Festival of the Sacrifice at the Tombs (Ancient Rome)
Fra Bartolommeo (Artology; Saint)
Fred (Muppetism)
Garden Weeds Appreciation Day (Pastafarian)
Guntram, King of Burgundy (a.k.a. Gontran, Guntramnus; Christian; Saint)
Palmistry Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
Khordad Sal (Birth of Prophet Zarathustra; Zoroastrianism)
Meatball Appreciation Week begins (Pastafarian)
Priscus, Malchus and Alexander (Christian; Martyrs)
Pope Sixtus III (Christian; Saint)
Ragnar Lodbrok’s Day (Asatru/Slavic Pagan)
Stephen Harding (Christian; Saint)
Tuotilo (Christian; Saint)
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Dismal Day (Unlucky or Evil Day; Medieval Europe; 6 of 24)
Egyptian Day (Unlucky Day; Middle Ages Europe) [6 of 24]
Tomobiki (友引 Japan) [Good luck all day, except at noon.]
Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 15 of 60)
Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [21 of 57]
Premieres
Andrea Chenier, by Umberto Giordano (Opera; 1896)
April Fool’s Day (Film; 1986)
The Birds (Film; 1963)
Brown Eyed Girl, recorded by Van Morrison (Song; 1967)
Burning Love, recorded by Elvis Presley (Song; 1972)
Duke, by Genesis (Album; 1980)
Elmer Elephant (Disney Cartoon; 1936)
Father’s Day Off (Disney Cartoon; 1953)
Futurama (Animated TV Series; 1999)
A Gentlemen’s Gentlemen (Disney Cartoon; 1941)
The Grand Budapest Hotel (Film; 2014)
The Great Gatsby (Film; 1974)
Houses of the Holy, by Led Zeppelin (Album; 1973)
Lucas (Film; 1986)
The Money Pit (Film; 1986)
The Opry House (Disney Cartoon; 1929)
Run Fatboy Run (Film; 2008)
Serial (Film; 1980)
Spirited Away (Animated Ghibli Film; 2003)
Summertime Blues, recorded by Eddie Cochran (Song; 1958)
Today’s Name Days
Guntram, Ingbert (Austria)
Albena, Boyan, Boyana, Boyka, Boyko (Bulgaria)
Nada, Polion, Priska, Renata, Sonja (Croatia)
Soňa (Czech Republic)
Eustachius (Denmark)
Arm, Armas, Armo, Kallis (Estonia)
Armas (Finland)
Gontran (France)
Guntram, Ingbert, Willy (Germany)
Gedeon, Johanna (Hungary)
Sisto (Italy)
Eiženija, Ginta, Gunda, Gunta, Ženija (Latvia)
Girmantė, Odeta, Rimkantas, Sikstas (Lithuania)
Åsta, Åste (Norway)
Aniela, Antoni, Jan, Krzesisław, Sykstus (Poland)
Ilarion (Romania)
Soňa (Slovakia)
Doroteo, Sixto (Spain)
Malkolm, Morgan (Sweden)
Gwen, Gwenda, Gwendolyn, Gwyn, Gwynn, Gwynne (USA)
Today is Also…
Day of Year: Day 87 of 2024; 278 days remaining in the year
ISO: Day 2 of week 13 of 2023
Celtic Tree Calendar: Fearn (Alder) [Day 10 of 28]
Chinese: Second Month 2 (Gui-Mao), Day 7 (Yi-You)
Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)
Hebrew: 6 Nisan 5783
Islamic: 6 Ramadan 1444
J Cal: 26 Ver; Fiveday [26 of 30]
Julian: 15 March 2023
Moon: 45%: 1st Quarter
Positivist: 3 Archimedes (4th Month) [Erasistratus]
Runic Half Month: Ehwaz (Horse) [Day 3 of 15]
Season: Spring (Day 9 of 90)
Zodiac: Aries (Day 8 of 30)
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brookston · 1 year
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Holidays 3.28
Holidays
Barnum & Bailey Day
Bhakti Mata Karma Jayanti (Chhattisgarh, India)
Children's Picture Book Day
Commemoration of Sen no Rikyu (The Way of Tea; Japan)
Confucius Memorial Day
Defy Death Today Day
Eggsibit Day
Gone-ta-Pott Day [every 28th]
Greatest Show on Earth Day
Haitian Pose Day
Hot Tub Day
International Laser Tag Day
International Women in Music Day
Istanbul Not Constantinople Day
Microfilm Day
National Amber Day
National Car Wash Day
National Children’s Picture Book Day
National Choking Awareness Day
National Ram Day
National Triglycerides Day
Progressive MS Day
Ram Nawami (Nepal)
Respect Your Cat Day
Semana Santa (Nicaragua)
Serfs Emancipation Day (Tibet)
Sun and Moon Creation Day
Teacher's Day (Czech Republic, Slovakia)
Three Mile Island Day
Virtual Advocacy Day
Washboard Day
Weed Appreciation Day
Food & Drink Celebrations
Black Forest Cake Day
Eat an Edy’s Pie Day (f.k.a. Eat an Eskimo Pie Day)
Something on a Stick Day
4th & Last Tuesday in March
American Diabetes Association Alert Day [4th Tuesday]
National Agriculture Day (a.k.a. National Ag Day) [4th Tuesday]
National Fitness Recovery Day [Last Tuesday]
Independence Days
Cakeland (Declared, 2007) [unrecognized]
Feast Days
Aequinoctium Vernum, Day 2 (Pagan)
Erasistratus (Positivist; Saint)
Festival of the Sacrifice at the Tombs (Ancient Rome)
Fra Bartolommeo (Artology; Saint)
Fred (Muppetism)
Garden Weeds Appreciation Day (Pastafarian)
Guntram, King of Burgundy (a.k.a. Gontran, Guntramnus; Christian; Saint)
Palmistry Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
Khordad Sal (Birth of Prophet Zarathustra; Zoroastrianism)
Meatball Appreciation Week begins (Pastafarian)
Priscus, Malchus and Alexander (Christian; Martyrs)
Pope Sixtus III (Christian; Saint)
Ragnar Lodbrok’s Day (Asatru/Slavic Pagan)
Stephen Harding (Christian; Saint)
Tuotilo (Christian; Saint)
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Dismal Day (Unlucky or Evil Day; Medieval Europe; 6 of 24)
Egyptian Day (Unlucky Day; Middle Ages Europe) [6 of 24]
Tomobiki (友引 Japan) [Good luck all day, except at noon.]
Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 15 of 60)
Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [21 of 57]
Premieres
Andrea Chenier, by Umberto Giordano (Opera; 1896)
April Fool’s Day (Film; 1986)
The Birds (Film; 1963)
Brown Eyed Girl, recorded by Van Morrison (Song; 1967)
Burning Love, recorded by Elvis Presley (Song; 1972)
Duke, by Genesis (Album; 1980)
Elmer Elephant (Disney Cartoon; 1936)
Father’s Day Off (Disney Cartoon; 1953)
Futurama (Animated TV Series; 1999)
A Gentlemen’s Gentlemen (Disney Cartoon; 1941)
The Grand Budapest Hotel (Film; 2014)
The Great Gatsby (Film; 1974)
Houses of the Holy, by Led Zeppelin (Album; 1973)
Lucas (Film; 1986)
The Money Pit (Film; 1986)
The Opry House (Disney Cartoon; 1929)
Run Fatboy Run (Film; 2008)
Serial (Film; 1980)
Spirited Away (Animated Ghibli Film; 2003)
Summertime Blues, recorded by Eddie Cochran (Song; 1958)
Today’s Name Days
Guntram, Ingbert (Austria)
Albena, Boyan, Boyana, Boyka, Boyko (Bulgaria)
Nada, Polion, Priska, Renata, Sonja (Croatia)
Soňa (Czech Republic)
Eustachius (Denmark)
Arm, Armas, Armo, Kallis (Estonia)
Armas (Finland)
Gontran (France)
Guntram, Ingbert, Willy (Germany)
Gedeon, Johanna (Hungary)
Sisto (Italy)
Eiženija, Ginta, Gunda, Gunta, Ženija (Latvia)
Girmantė, Odeta, Rimkantas, Sikstas (Lithuania)
Åsta, Åste (Norway)
Aniela, Antoni, Jan, Krzesisław, Sykstus (Poland)
Ilarion (Romania)
Soňa (Slovakia)
Doroteo, Sixto (Spain)
Malkolm, Morgan (Sweden)
Gwen, Gwenda, Gwendolyn, Gwyn, Gwynn, Gwynne (USA)
Today is Also…
Day of Year: Day 87 of 2024; 278 days remaining in the year
ISO: Day 2 of week 13 of 2023
Celtic Tree Calendar: Fearn (Alder) [Day 10 of 28]
Chinese: Second Month 2 (Gui-Mao), Day 7 (Yi-You)
Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)
Hebrew: 6 Nisan 5783
Islamic: 6 Ramadan 1444
J Cal: 26 Ver; Fiveday [26 of 30]
Julian: 15 March 2023
Moon: 45%: 1st Quarter
Positivist: 3 Archimedes (4th Month) [Erasistratus]
Runic Half Month: Ehwaz (Horse) [Day 3 of 15]
Season: Spring (Day 9 of 90)
Zodiac: Aries (Day 8 of 30)
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balor-antioch · 1 month
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Double exciting post today - Friday was Mango's second birthday, and today is Mao's eighth 🙀 Happy birthday my loves!!! 🎉🎂
We also adopted a deaf kitten with cerebellar hypoplasia named Whiplash who is turning out to be just as sassy as her sisters 🤪 Welcome to the family, Whiplash! ❤️
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NEW First Tumblr post for the yochaiyoki!!
🍮 Mao (currently in possession of the wakefulness) can't make the old account work so new one, also I can write new silly little things on here!! I will soon be claimed by sleep so I must be hasty
Here is Moi enjoying the Weezer blue-eyed cat sunset, having a good time :^
The yochaiyoki IG account! -> https://instagram.com/yochaiyoki?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
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[ Note: despite this article appearing in Reason magazine (in print!) over 20 years ago, the Newspeak language and mythology described in it could have been ripped from the New York Times this week or the NMAAHC two years ago. It's a very long, very eerily predictive piece. I've cut out the longer lists of authoritarian manipulations to show the modern day echos, before anyone ever heard of DiAngelo, Kendi or Critical Race Theory. Click above if you want to read the whole thing. ]
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By: Alan Kors
Published: Mar 2000
At Wake Forest University last fall, one of the few events designated as "mandatory" for freshman orientation was attendance at Blue Eyed, a filmed racism awareness workshop in which whites are abused, ridiculed, made to fail, and taught helpless passivity so that they can identify with "a person of color for a day." In Swarthmore College's dormitories, in the fall of 1998, first-year students were asked to line up by skin color, from lightest to darkest, and to step forward and talk about how they felt concerning their place in that line. Indeed, at almost all of our campuses, some form of moral and political re-education has been built into freshman orientation and residential programming. These exercises have become so commonplace that most students do not even think of the issues of privacy, rights, and dignity involved.
A central goal of these programs is to uproot "internalized oppression," a crucial concept in the diversity education planning documents of most universities. Like the Leninists' notion of "false consciousness," from which it ultimately is derived, it identifies as a major barrier to progressive change the fact that the victims of oppression have internalized the very values and ways of thinking by which society oppresses them. What could workers possibly know, compared to intellectuals, about what workers truly should want? What could students possibly know, compared to those creating programs for offices of student life and residence, about what students truly should feel? Any desire for assimilation or for individualism reflects the imprint of white America's strategy for racial hegemony.
In 1991 and 1992 both The New York Times and The Wall Street Journal published surveys of freshman orientations. The Times observed that "orientation has evolved into an intense …initiation" that involves "delicate subjects like…date rape [and] race relations, and how freshmen, some from small towns and tiny high schools, are supposed to deal with them." In recent years, public ridicule of "political correctness" has made academic administrators more circumspect about speaking their true minds, so one should listen carefully to the claims made for these programs before colleges began to spin their politically correct agendas.
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The darkest nightmare of the literature on power is George Orwell's 1984, where there is not even an interior space of privacy and self. Winston Smith faces the ultimate and consistent logic of the argument that everything is political, and he can only dream of "a time when there were still privacy, love, and friendship, and when members of a family stood by one another without needing to know the reason."
Orwell did not know that as he wrote, Mao's China was subjecting university students to "thought reform," known also as "re-education," that was not complete until children had denounced the lives and political morals of their parents and emerged as "progressive" in a manner satisfactory to their trainers. In the diversity education film Skin Deep, a favorite in academic "sensitivity training," a white student in his third day of a "facilitated" retreat on race, with his name on the screen and his college and hometown identified, confesses his family's inertial Southern racism and, catching his breath, says to the group (and to the thousands of students who will see this film on their own campuses), "It's a tough choice, choosing what's right and choosing your family."
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The goal of such training, according to Amirall-Padamsee, is "to produce graduates who are individuals committed to educational and social justice, and not just a tolerance of, but a validating of difference." To accomplish that she says, "we need to define and implement ways to translate education to behavioral change." In addition, she boasts, she has access to federal work-study funds, and she uses that position--and her capacity to dismiss people-- "to try to make a positive change in the way that the student is thinking."
Tovar, formerly of Oklahoma State University and now at the University of Oklahoma, declares in an interview at the conference that "at OSU we have all kinds of sensitivity training." She describes an incident involving fraternity brothers who had been disrespectful of Native American culture: They ended up "incredibly emotional….These fraternity kids broke down." OSU also has mandatory multicultural freshman orientation sessions.
Bynes, also the co-chairman of the Prejudice Reduction Committee at Adelphi University, says the committee's emphasis is on training individuals how to interact "with a diverse student body," with "separate training for students…[and] special sessions on student leadership training." This "cultural and racial awareness training would benefit all members of the Adelphi community, both in their university and personal lives." The committee would get people to talk about "`what I like about being so-and-so,' `what I dislike about being so-and-so,' and `the first time I encountered prejudice,'" all exercises that the facilitators had been shown and had experienced in their own "training" by the Justice Department.
Bynes is a kind, accomplished, candid, and well-meaning woman. As she explains, "White people must have…sensitivity training…so that they can become aware of white privilege." Mandatory sensitivity training ideally should include both students and faculty, but "there are things that we can't dictate to the faculty because of the fact that they have a union."
There are painful ironies in these attempts at thought reform. Individual identity lies at the heart of both dignity and the flourishing of an ethnically heterogeneous society. Black students on American campuses rightly decry any tendency of university police to stop students based on race. Their objections are not statistical but moral: One is an individual, not an instance of blood or appearance. The assault on individual identity was essential to the horror and inhumanity of Jim Crow laws, of apartheid, and of the Nuremberg Race Laws. It is no less inhuman when undertaken by "diversity educators."
From the Inquisition to the political use of Soviet psychiatry, history has taught us to recoil morally from the violation of the ultimate refuges of self-consciousness, conscience, and private beliefs. The song of the "peat bog soldiers," sent by the Nazis to work until they died, was "Die Gedanken sind frei," "Thoughts Are Free," for that truly is the final atom of human liberty. No decent society or person should pursue another human being there. Our colleges and universities do so routinely.
The desire to "train" individuals on issues of race and diversity has spawned a new industry of moral re-education. Colleges and universities have been hiring diversity "trainers" or "facilitators" for 15 years, and the most famous of them can command $35,000 for "cultural audits," $5,000 for sensitivity workshop training, and a sliding scale of honoraria, some for not less than $3,000 per hour, for lectures.
This growing industry has its mountebanks, its careerists, its well-meaning zealots, and its sadists. The categories often blur. Three of the most celebrated facilitators at the moment are Edwin J. Nichols, of Nichols and Associates in Washington, D.C.; Hugh Vasquez, of the Todos Institute in Oakland, California; and Jane Elliott, the Torquemada of thought reform. To examine their work is to see into the heart of American re-education.
Nichols first came to the attention of critics of intrusive political correctness in 1990, when he led an infamous "racial sensitivity" session at the University College of the University of Cincinnati. According to witnesses, his exercise culminated in the humiliation of a blond, blue-eyed, young female professor, whom he ridiculed as a "perfect" member of "the privileged white elite" who not only would win "a beauty contest" but even "wore her string of pearls." The woman, according to these accounts, sat and sobbed. These contemporaneous revelations did not harm Nichols' career.
According to the curriculum vitae sent by his firm, Nichols studied at Eberhardt-Karls Universität in Tubingen, Germany, and at Leopold-Franzens Universität in Innsbruck, Austria, "where he received his Doctor of Philosophy in Psychology and Psychiatry, cum laude" (a rare degree). In some publicity material, he states that he founded a school of child psychology in Africa; at other times, he modestly withholds that accomplishment.
Nichols' schedule of fees is almost as impressive as his schedule of thought reform. He charges $3,500 for a three-hour "Basic Cultural Awareness Seminar," plus travel and per diem. For a plain old "Workshop," he gets $4,000-$5,000 plus expenses. This makes his staple offering--a "Full Day Session (Awareness Seminar and Workshop)"--a bargain at $5,000 plus expenses. For a "Cultural Audit," he gets $20,000-$35,000 (he recently did one of these for the University of Michigan School of Medicine). The Bureau of Labor Statistics at the Department of Labor paid him $15,000 for diversity training; the Environmental Protection Agency got him cheaply at $12,000.
Business is booming. Nichols has brought awareness to the employees of six cabinet departments, three branches of the armed services, the Federal Reserve Bank, the Federal Aviation Administration, the Internal Revenue Service, and the FBI; the Goddard Space Center, the Naval Air Warfare Center, Los Alamos National Laboratory, and NASA; the Office of Personnel Management, the Nuclear Regulatory Commission, and the Social Security Administration. He has enlightened city and county governments, whole school systems, various state government departments, labor unions, several prestigious law firms, and the Archdiocese of Baltimore. His clients include "Fortune 500 Corporations, foreign governments, parastatals, associations, health and mental health systems," and he has been a consultant to offices of "The British Commonwealth of Nations" and "organizations in Germany, Austria, Switzerland, Japan, Latin America…Singapore, Malaysia, and China." He has a very long list of academic clients, and he was a centerpiece of Johns Hopkins' 1999 freshman orientation.
What does Nichols believe? He believes that culture is genetically determined, and that blacks, Hispanics, and descendants of non-Jewish Middle-Eastern tribes place their "highest value" on "interpersonal relationships." In Africa, women are the equal of men. Whites were altered permanently by the Ice Age. They value objects highly, not people. That is why white men commit suicide so frequently when they are downsized.
Nichols calls his science of value systems "axiology," and he believes that if managers and administrators understand these cultural differences, they can manage more effectively, understanding why, according to him, blacks attach no importance to being on time, while whites are compulsive about it. Whites are logical; blacks are intuitive and empathetic. Whites are frigid; blacks are warm and spontaneous. Whites are relentlessly acquisitive; nonwhites are in harmony with nature. White engineers, for example, care about their part of something; Asian engineers, managers should know, care about the whole. Whites are linear; nonwhites have a spiral conception of time. Nichols has a handout that he frequently uses. Whites, it explains, "know through counting and measuring"; Native Americans learn through "oneness"; Hispanics and Arabs "know through symbolic and imagery [sic]"; Asians "know through striving toward the transcendence [sic]." Asking nonwhites to act white in the workplace is fatal to organizational harmony. Understanding cultural axiology is essential to management for the 21st century. Now, reread his list of clients.
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In short, this is America, and there truly is no hope. Nothing ever changes. No one can succeed by effort. Culture, society, and politics all are static. "White privilege" controls all agencies of power, influence, and image, and uses all the means that arise from these to render "people of color" psychologically impotent, confused, passive, and helpless. So either vent your hatred or assume your guilt.
There is no redemption except guilt, but there is a political moral. After "teaching" a "bluey" to submit totally to her authority, she asks if that was a good lesson. The workshop thinks it was. No, she says with venom, submission to tyranny is a terrible lesson, but "what I just did to him today Newt Gingrich is doing to you every day…and you are submitting to that, submitting to oppression."
The facilitators' guide and publicity for Blue Eyed states things honestly: Elliott "does not intellectualize highly emotionally charged or challenging topics…she uses participants' own emotions to make them feel discomfort, guilt, shame, embarrassment, and humiliation." Facilitators are urged to use the raw emotions of Blue Eyed (blueys do cry a lot) to tap the reactions of the viewers. They should not expect black participants to "bleed on the floor for whites," but they should get whites to "stretch" and "take risks." The facilitators should be prepared for very strong and painful emotions and memories from the participants. The ultimate goal of the film: "It is not enough for white people to stop abusing people of color. All U.S. people need a personal vision for ending racism and other oppressive ideologies within themselves."
Elliott does mean everyone. In 1996, she told her audience at Kansas State University that all whites are racists, whatever they believe about themselves: "If you want to see another racist, turn to the person on your right. Now look at the person on your left." She also believes that blacks were in America 600 years before whites. She told the students at Kansas State that if they were angry at her, they should write letters, but that they must do so without paper, alphabet, or numbers, all of which were invented by people of color. Whites, in Elliott's view, did have a certain creativity. Betraying a breathtaking ignorance of world history, she told the Australian Internet magazine Webfronds in 1998 that "white people invented racism." Other than that, however, whites were quite parasitic.
"You're all sitting here writing in a language [English] that white people didn't come up with," she told the magazine. "You're all sitting here writing on paper that white people didn't invent. Most of you are wearing clothes made out of cloth that white people didn't come up with. We stole those ideas from other people. If you're a Christian, you're believing in a philosophy that came to us from people of color."
Jane Elliott has lived through revolutionary cultural changes without taking note of any. She teaches only helplessness and despair to blacks and only blood-guilt and self-contempt to whites. She addresses no issue with intellectual seriousness or purpose. She also is the reigning star in thought reform these days. On May 7, 1999, CBS News ran a feature on her that declared: "For over 30 years, Jane Elliott has waged a one-woman campaign against racism in America." CBS might want to rethink the notion of "racism."
Even traditionalist campuses now permit the ideologues in their offices of student life to pursue individuals into the last inner refuge of free men and women and to turn students over to trainers who want them to change "within themselves." This is a return of in loco parentis, with a power unimagined in prior ages by the poor souls who only tried to keep men and women from sleeping with each other overnight. It is the university standing not simply in the place of parents but in the place of private conscience, identity, and belief.
From the evidence, most students tune it out, just as most students at most times generally have tuned out abuses of power and diminutions of liberty. One should not take heart from that. Where students react, it is generally with an anger that, ironically and sadly, exacerbates the balkanization of our universities. The more social work we bring to our colleges and universities, the more segregated they become, and in the classifieds of The Chronicle of Higher Education during the last few years, colleges and universities by the hundreds have advertised for individuals to oversee "diversity education," "diversity training," and "sensitivity training."
Orwell may have been profoundly wrong about the totalitarian effects of high technology, but he understood full well how the authoritarians of this century had moved from the desire for outer control to the desire for inner control. He understood that the new age sought to overcome what, in Julia's terms, was the ultimate source of freedom for human beings: "They can't get inside you." Our colleges and universities hire trainers to "get inside" American students.
Thought reform is making its way inexorably to an office near you. If we let it occur at our universities and accept it passively in our own domains, then a people who defeated totalitarians abroad will surrender their dignity, privacy, and conscience to the totalitarians within.
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Remember, this is from 2000. The world had just gotten over Y2K. Google barely existed, while Facebook and Tumblr didn't exist at all.
The theology of the Woke mindvirus isn't a new thing. It's been slowly spreading, getting ever more sure of itself long before Big Red or Trigglypuff ever became cultural icons and the symbols of unhinged ideologues.
The only difference in more recent years is that it mainstreamed out of the University, and once it attained cultural and systemic power, pulled out all the stops.
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it’s late, I’m bored, time for Hunger Games Simulator Kuroshit Edition Episode 2
Day 1 Cornucopia highlights
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Sebastian’s just like “aight time to clean”
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it’s gonna take more than that to help you now, bud
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they might be too pure for this
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rip grandpa
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Will also said “fuck it, cleaning time”
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Agni brings out the right hand of god for bread, Randall gets the broken nose he’s deserved for a while now (he did win the last Hunger Games, to everyone’s disappointment)
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O!Ciel hoping to hibernate it out
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TERRIBLE NEWS EVERYONE, OUR GIRL IS DEAD ALREADY
Phipps, Macmillan, Finny, Lizzie, Soma, Abberline, Undertaker, Edward, Bard, Ronald, Othello, Mey-Rin, and Grey all got away from the cornucopia safely. Some of them got weapons, but the game doesn’t record what weapons people have and what they don’t, so whatever people picked up doesn’t really matter
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HARCOURT CAME TO FUCKIN PLAY YA’LL
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gdi Randall, we just lost three of four girls in one fell swoop, I hope you bleed out from your broken nose and die
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Ronald says we aren’t allowed to have nice things
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Day 1 Arena Event: Borders Close In
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Edward punishes Agni for his bread crimes
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Hunger Games simulator is actually just a rare pairs simulator
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pretty upset that Harcourt died so soon, it’s always kind of funny when he gets the chance to become a cold-blooded killer
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and there goes our last lady (though now that I think about it, I should probably sub in Lao and Ran-Mao)
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Day 1 and we’ve already lost Lizzie, Mey-Rin, Bard, Tanaka, Soma, Agni, Sieglinde, Grell, Othello, Phipps, Abberline, Randall, and Harcourt
This leaves us with only eleven survivors: O!Ciel, R!Ciel, Sebastian, Edward, Finny, Undertaker, Wolfram, William, Ronald, Grey, and Macmillan
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the boys are like “better make the best of a bad situation by creating the next Kuromyu”
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Macmillan had the same idea, but he’s alone, and no one’s favorite character is Macmillan
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alternate title: R!Ciel and Undertaker traumatize Edward and Finny so badly that they can’t sleep
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O!Ciel’s sitting on his food cache like a fat dragon guarding its hoard of treasure
Wolfram is unable to sleep, but Grey builds himself an entire camp and presumably gets plenty of beauty rest
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Macmillan refuses to kill the shorter, two-eyed version of his friend. Meanwhile, R!Ciel is already dead
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Ciel’s almost too in character as he waits for the enemies to come to him while he does whatever the hell he wants
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they’re just blond boys doin what blond boys do
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Wow, no deaths today, so it looks like it’s camping o’clock
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black ops Macmillan says never trust anyone, not even the side character who exists to set up exposition
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why do I feel like Wolfram will regret this
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well, at least we know he didn’t burn down the manor
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R!Ciel: I’ve reclaimed the manor, my title, and my girlfriend. What are you gonna do about it? O!Ciel:
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Alas, poor Will
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R!Ciel is really out here like “I’m incapable of dying, just try to kill me and you’ll see” but no one believes him
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the food king discovers he cannot be sustained on food alone
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Grey does the gentlemanly thing
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Wolfram says “my death scythe now”
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and so day 3 comes to an end with this final roster
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we’re fortunate enough this time to have things wrapping up with both twins and Sebastian still alive, which keeps things interesting. However, Macmillan is also here, and the randomizer could turn him into an absolutely feral killing machine. Nothing is sacred in Hunger Games Simulator
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looks like someone couldn’t find that water source
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another man cleared of arson
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fast, hungry boy and strong, hungry boy bond over being hungry
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still not entirely certain Macmillan knows he’s helping the wrong twin
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the only wounds he's gotten are from the thorns while picking berries.......
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fair enough my man
The Feast highlights
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Somehow the frail, decrepit perpetual ten-year-old managed to defeat the powerful demon and grim reaper armed with a lawn mower. Did I mention nothing is sacred
Day 4 highlights
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Macmillan and Finny both spared R!Ciel, but as soon as Macmillan asks for death, Finny’s like “you got it champ”
meanwhile the brothers are squabbling but what else is new
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imagine if we got to a point in the manga where the roster actually looked like this 3wijaor;jiwa
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so I guess somehow Grey has cemented himself as Enemy #1 and the boys put aside their differences so they could have a slumber party with the remaining blond boys
Day 5 highlights
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Older blond boy kills younger blond boy in a truly devastating example of blond boy crime. Meanwhile, O!Ciel add medical supplies to his growing collection of goodies, and Grey says “ooga booga” at a child
Night 5 highlights
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it’s like the start of the Blue Cult arc all over again
Day 6 highlights
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Did R!Ciel just die really anticlimactically?? Also, O!Ciel becomes a perfect combination of McGruff the crime dog and Smokey the Bear and says no to fires
Night 6 highlights
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Hunger Games simulator returns to being a rare pairs simulator. Somehow O!Ciel has acquired an infection, and R!Ciel is definitely dead
Day 7 highlights
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O!Ciel, Grey, and Wolfram take a page from the Public School Arc’s notes and don’t do anything interesting for a while
Night 7 highlights
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Wolfram gets medical supplies but refuses to use them on his new boyfriend. O!Ciel's canon energy is stifling
Day 8 highlights
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O!Ciel receives a weapon he won’t use. Grey tries to make something happen. Wolfram goes spelunking
Night 8 highlights
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O!Ciel’s canon energy continues to rise to dangerous levels, but Seb’s too dead to hear him make orders. Wolfram dies, and if this were the manga, you know our boy wouldn’t stand a chance in hell against Grey
Day 9 highlights
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IT’S THE HUNGER GAMES SIMULATOR AND NOTHING IS SACRED
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god look at that shit-eating grin. Ciel managed to make it through the whole thing without killing anybody and he knows his ass would be grass if Grey hadn’t gone kablooey. unbelievable. our grand champion, everyone
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shapeshiftinterest · 4 years
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discord doodles
ol blue x quinton, kind of a weird ship i thought of just cuz they’re both blue and droopy eyed and probably sick of other ppl’s bullshit
birthday self portrain mao drew, before the puppet trauma happened
adorabat trying to be BC’s eyes
the most cursed couple i could think of, magic hand puppet x mr. din danalin, they shall have a lovely fall wedding and mao cries the whole time because he has to officiate it
‘i was am traumatized!!’ (no offense to ppl who are for real traumatized btw)
mini badgerclops hugging mini mao, who is crying
me/ king snugglemagne: oh, very well. i suppose you may bask in my royal presence~
‘in a house full of people i still feel so alone’
I REQUIRE CORN DOGS!!’’
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lemonlushff-iy · 4 years
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I don’t think you should be hung up on the Mao land thing for the tea fic. You already have a blue eyed girl, a guy with silver hair and gold eyes, and a bunch of people with Japanese names settled in China. No one was watching Inuyasha for historical accuracy.
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You know you’re probably right about that Anon...
...But I’m still debating it anyways. The way I see it...I have some choices. 
1: Keep everything the same but this fic just got hella dark because...Mao.
2: Ignore Mao, keep it in China....feel kinda like an ass about it.
3: Change the title, move it to Japan.
4: Question why I do this to myself.
There is a part of me that WANTS to ignore Mao because...well...he doesn’t work with the plot, but I feel bad just ignoring a country’s history. Don’t we complain about that happening a lot as is? And I DO get that this is JUST fanfiction....but...I don’t know. I’m torturing myself a lot over this and I probably shouldn't be. 
As cool as China would be...and as much as I WANT it to be China...I’m really questioning it. I really DO love the title too...and if I changed the title it would be to Tea for Two...which is cute, but also not the same?
RJKGHKSLJRGHSLKGJHLSKJGHLSKJGH
I hate myself. 
Story this is in regards to for everyone else: https://lemonlushff.tumblr.com/post/628079693860651008/had-an-itchdecided-to-scratch-it-choices-were
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