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Tracklist:
Kill The Poor • Forward To Death • When Ya Get Drafted • Let's Lynch The Landlord • Drug Me • Your Emotions • Chemical Warfare • California Über Alles • I Kill Children • Stealing Peoples' Mail • Funland At The Beach • Ill In The Head • Holiday In Cambodia • Viva Las Vegas
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thedawningofthehour · 5 months
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Oh. my. god, seriously, every time a chapter comes out my hands start shaking, I was shocked to wake up to see that the chapter had not been posted, only for it to be posted a couple of hours later, and for the record I woke up at 8 am and there is only like a couple of hours difference between US and where I live! Woman! Do you even sleep?
My mom gets furious if I go to bed at 12 pm and I'm a 22 year old grown woman!
Uhhhhhhhh~ it looks like the 'Galois discovers the truth' arc is already taking it's first steps, I want to see the faces of the Draxum squadron when they see the wanted posters, especially when they realize they used a picture of Donatello for 'Galois'!
The guy's reaction when Annie told him about his family, one of the things I'd like to see in the recovery arc is how the humans will adapt to the Yokai, I love Worldbuilding stories.
So while they won't sentence Donnie to death there's still a chance he'll be lynched? Yikes, I hope Bella and Leo's testimonies help with their public opinion, again, it's all Draxum's fault, the guy had the kid for a year and already has like four 🎯 in his head, Splinter was right to take the kids.
Oh, my mother bothers me too if she thinks I'm up too late. But she's usually asleep by then, and I try to get to bed before she gets up for her middle of the night smoke.
Just part of living with your parents as an adult, I guess. Today she drove me crazy going through every item in the kitchen and playing twenty questions with me about it to make room for Thanksgiving supplies. Is this yours? When did you buy it? Is it still good? What kind of cheese is it? When do you eat this? Are you sure I can throw it out? But are you actually going to eat it? (she does this when she goes through anything, it drives me nuts) I literally did a fridge purge less than a month ago too, all the old stuff was hers.
But our rent's been the same since 2013 and our landlords are actually cool people, so fuck if I'm moving out and paying more for a shittier place to live.
It's pretty unrealistic, the Hidden City as a whole places a lot of value on children (so many of them have trouble having bio-kids) and their life stages all scale upwards, so 15-16 is so very very young for them. So the idea that they'd condemn someone so young goes against much of the overarching culture there.
However, Hueso's seen bullshit before. He knows emotions run much higher than reason in times of strife, and he worries about the dehumanization of mutants and the effects that will have. If Yokai see mutants as scary 'Others' who just exist to destroy their way of life, then they'd have no qualms about killing people like Leo or even the kiddos like Fatimah and Jenny-because they're not really people to them. And they would be furious at one of those 'Others' who played a direct part in their hardship.
To be fair, some of it probably would have happened anyway. People like Big Mama (if she was an actual crime boss and not a cartoon version of what a kid thinks a crime boss is) and other rich weirdos would have taken one look at him and been like "sweet! You work for me now. Say no and I'll cripple your legs so you can't run away. :)" Draxum's reputation and being legally his son does protect him somewhat.
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bylrndgm · 2 years
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today's menu selection is: a theory about mike's letter.
My brain had just eureka'd and decided to choose ultraviolence today... so here I am.
THE THEORY IS LONGER THAN I THOUGHT, FOR THIS REASON I HAVE TO CUT THE POST, I'M SORRY !
I am a Mike wrote an unsent letter to Will truther and one of the major evidence of this theory is that letters are recurring, throughout S3 and S4.
We can think of Hop's letter to El*ven; El*ven's letter to Mike; Mike's letters to El*ven; Joyce receiving the ransom note, and so on and so forth, you name it.
This is kinda stale, if you ask me. So, I was brainstorming and trying to figure out if we had seen letters prior to S3's finale. Guess what?
Do you recognize this shot?
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If you don't, it's from S03E01, min 19:20, and it is meant to be a shot whose purpose is to show us how the opening of the mall has destroyed downtown's small businesses.
Besides the fact that I can't make any sense of some details in this shot, please take a look at the next one:
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Yes, again, it's to show the decay of small businesses downtown.
But can I tell something? It's boring.
Now I want you to tighten your seatbelts because, oh Lord knows, we're about to free fall.
Some details
Let's start with the first one, shall we? What do we see?
Some letters, left on the floor; letters that who knows when they were sent and delivered. You can also feel it, they're soaked in rain, wet and covered in dirt
One of these letters stands out: it's the only yellow letter among other plain white ones
Leave the "for lease" sign for later - it's gonna make sense, trust me
The doormat: the pattern is incredibly similar to plants, right?
Now, moving on to the second shot (the laundry one).
We have in total 9 washing machines and two of them have their door open: in particular, they're no. 4 and 7
The two doors are in different lightings: one in the light, and the other in the shadow
Connecting the dots (theory time)
Up until now you might be a little confused, and I was as well when I originally saw these shots, but as the Duffers and David Lynch taught me, there is always something behind the facade.
WHY PUTTING THESE TWO SHOTS ONE AFTER THE OTHER?
My theory here is that maybe, Mike sent a letter to Will: a letter that wasn't delivered or MAYBE it was delivered, but Will never got the chance to read it.
NOW let me try to convince you that I'm not 100% insane.
First shot, alright? The unread letters on the floor: one of them is yellow. You guys get it? Unread/yellow... Will not reading a letter Mike sent him??
Then, the for lease sign: leasing means: a financial arrangement in which a person, company, etc. pays to use land, a vehicle, etc. for a particular period of time.
In this case, we are referring to a real estate, are you with me? So we have the landlord that leases the real estate and someone pays a certain amount of money to use it, so the real estate is not used by the landlord (who still owns it), but by the tenant (who doesn't own it).
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The law is lawing (and I assure you it is, as a Law school student) and if we put THAT together with the visuals, what we get is:
Will was the original recipient of the letter (= parallel: landlord) and someone else got it (= tenant).
Ok, so, who was the sender? And who is the tenant? Here is where shot #2 comes handy.
The sender is Mike
This is proved by the followings:
the shot has more of a blue lighting;
one of the washing machine's door is in the shadows;
the washing machine whose door is in the shadows is the no.7 and we all know that Michael has 7 letters, Mike was born APRIL, 7th (4/7) and guess what? He was born in 1971, and 1+9+7+1 = 9 aka the total amount of washing machines.
The "tenant" is El*ven
Proof:
If washing machine #4 is Will, and washing machine #7 is Mike, then since we're talking about a love triangle, 4+7=11 (lol)
The doormat: the plant pattern. Wasn't it El*ven that said Jonathan and Argyle smoked "smelly plants"?
Conclusion
Just imagine: Mike sent a letter to Will, probably signed "Love, Mike" and for some weird reason El*ven got her hands on that letter and she thought it was for her. So she read it and saw the "Love, Mike" and here she began with the whole:"yOu sIgNeD wItH FrOm MiKe".
And this would also explain partly WHY Mike was so upset with Will (because he thought Will received the letter and ignored it) and why Will felt left behind as he thought Mike never reached out, while Mike instead did.
Duffers, you better run faster, I'm after you lol.
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slow-drowned-angels · 8 months
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Tagged by @lostlovepunk and @mordcore for this game! Thanks <2!
rules: one song for each letter of your url, then tag as many people as there are letters
I'll tag a few people but not the full... however many letters.
S - Smells Like A Freak Show by Avatar
L - The Leper Affinity by Opeth
O - The Ocean by Against Me!
W - What My Angels See In Me by Trust Fund Ozu
D - Death to the Holy by Zeal & Ardor
R - Reverie by Polyphia
O - Our Proof of Life by Dark Tranquility
N - Nancy Boy by Placebo
E - Even Steven by Tom Robinson
D - Dnr by Minor Inconvenience
A - All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey, covered by My Chemical Romance
N - Norse Truth by Against Me!
G - G.I.N.A.S.F.S. by Fall Out Boy
E - //Error// by Minor Inconvenience
L - Let's Lynch the Landlord by Dead Kennedys
S - Succubus by Trust Fund Ozu
Deliberately chose some more niche music for this so it's not just MCR haha.
Playlist:
Tagged: @ccramify @bastardfruitsandbasil @faith-orise & whomever else wants to join in! Please make a separate post so I don't get flooded.
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rogueddie · 8 months
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10 songs + 10 people
Put your music on shuffle and list the first ten songs that come up, then tag ten other people.
Tagged by @jackiemonroe5512, @xoxoladyaz and @tartarusknight (sorry it took so long to get around to this, and thanks sm for the tags!)
Perfect Illusion, Lady Gaga
My My Kind of Girl, Ramones
Saints & Sinners, Bullet For My Valentine
End Of Time, Beyonce
Can You Feel the Love Tonight, The Lion King
Last Resort, Papa Roach
Am I Dreaming, Lil Nas X
We Both Reached for the Gun, Chicago
Bicycle Race, Queen
Let's Lynch The Landlord, Dead Kennedys
Once again, I am indirectly tagging. I don't know who's ok with being tagged, so if you're reading this and want to take part; you're tagged. I have tagged you. @ 🫵
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lamborghinea-pig · 1 year
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paulisded · 2 years
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The Ledge #540: Archive Releases
It's no secret that I'm a sucker for box sets and other repackages of previously released material. I may be new release oriented, but I love a good set of odds and ends. Give me those unheard demos. Let me hear those old concerts. 
Tonight's show compiles those types of records. There's unreleased material by a forgotten band that were contemporaries of the New York Dolls. There's a new mixes of classic Dead Kennedys songs. There's numerous outtakes by the likes of Wilco and Joe Strummer. And there's also the recently discovered early recordings of future Velvet Underground tunes by Lou Reed. Plus, a ton of live releases from Todd Snider, Pixies, Soul Asylum, and others.
I would love it if every listener bought at least one record I played on either of these shows. These great artists deserve to be compensated for their hard work, and every purchase surely helps not only pay their bills but fund their next set of wonderful songs. And if you buy these records directly from the artist or label, please let them know you heard these tunes on The Ledge! Let them know who is giving them promotion! You can find this show at almost any podcast site, including iTunes and Stitcher...or
CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD THE SHOW!
1. The Beatles, And Your Bird Can Sing (Second Version / Take 5)
2. Wilco, Not For The Season (Laminated Cat) (Here Comes Everybody Version)
3. Wilco, I’m The Man Who Loves You (The Unified Theory Of Everything Version)
4. Wilco, Kamera (Lonely In The Deep End Version)
5. Wilco, I’m A Wheel (Live at The Pageant, St. Louis, MO 7/23/02)
6. Lou Reed, I'm Waiting for the Man (May 1965 Demo)
7. Lou Reed, Heroin (May 1965 Demo)
8. The House Of Love, I Can't Stand It
9. The House Of Love, I Don't Know Why I Love You
10. Joe Strummer, X-Ray Style (Demo)
11. Todd Snider, John Prine
12. Todd Snider, Handsome John
13. Joe Strummer, Coma Girl (Outtake)
14. Jim Basnight, Last Night
15. Jim Basnight, I Return
16. The Smithereens, Out Of This World
17. The Libertines, Boys in the Band (December 2001 Demo)
18. The Libertines, I Get Along (December 2001 Demo)
19. Pixies, Head On
20. Pixies, Here Comes Your Man
21. Peter Hook & The Light, Transmission
22. Soul Asylum, Without a Trace (Live at Majestic Theatre, Ventura, CA - April 1993)
23. Soul Asylum, Summer of Drugs 
24. Dead Kennedys, Kill The Poor (2022 Mix)
25. Dead Kennedys, Let's Lynch The Landlord (2022 Mix)
26. The Stooges, I Wanna Be Your Dog (Studio Session London)
27. The Stooges, No Fun (Studio Session London)
28. The Streetwalkin' Cheetahs, Pills
29. The Streetwalkin' Cheetahs, Stiff Competition
30. The Harlots of 42nd Street, Spray Paint Bandit
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sobbingdistantnoises · 5 months
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hi again, srs!
lmao glad you appreciate the signoff it was either that or 🧍
oooo I don't know much about rammstein really- I do have an incredible love for ramones, dead kennedys, and nirvana tho
what are some of your favorites by dk and nirvana?? I really like chemical warfare and negative creep, also drain you and let's lynch the landlord
my favorite bands are probably the clash, green day, nirvana, beatles, led zeppelin, and many many more like tens and tens 😭
I'm really digging reinventing axl rose by against me! rn-
what are some of your favorite songs you'd recommend in general?
Hello there 🕺🕺🕺!! Didn't have enough time til now to answer the ask, apologies D:
Totally fair that you don't know anything about them, I didn't start listening to them in time to put that on my google form anyway :P That's so cool that you like those three, they're some of my absolute favorites!!
For the Dead Kennedys, my absolute favorite is definitely Soup Is Good Food (I did a whole school project on this song, sdfslkdjfsl, I still love it <3 I think it was also my second DK song after Police Truck), but they have SO many that I love.....Drug Me, At My Job, and Your Emotions are probably my other top favorites!! For Nirvana, my absolute favorites are Breed, Stay Away, Lithium, Downer, Return of the Rat, and Anorexorcist :))
I'm currently listening to Negative Creep since I don't think I've actually listened to it enough to save it to my liked before, and AAAA, love love love <33 The guitar is so punchy, sdlfksjlk, it is the funkiest sound, eeee <3
I listen to a couple Clash and Green Day songs (London Calling, Brand New Cadillac, Know Your Enemy), not really anything from either the Beatles nor Led Zeppelin though, unless you count Paul McCartney's Temporary Secretary (<- I'm very normal about that song) :') I do like telling people that John Lennon liked to sleep in a coffin though. At the start of the year, my music theory class learned the solfège to Hey Jude, so it was an entertaining fun fact moment :P
Ooo, I'll definitely be sure to listen to Reinventing in full soon!! I'm listening to the title track right now, and it definitely sounds like the album could be fun :0
Songs I'd recommend, HM! I struggle so much to pick favorites so these are based more on what I know of your taste than mine, ahaha
Definitely Murder or Chainsaw Love by the band Murder (released in 1982)—they are fun and kind of obscure so that's the type of recommendation I always spring to. They're not on Spotify to my knowledge, but searching "murder chainsaw love 1982" on YouTube gets the result. Bloodstains by Agent Orange and Go in Circles by Pentagram are songs I find fun. My current top beloved song is probably Moskau by Rammstein, it is very <3 And the last song I'll list here is Faul by Tales of the Tomb, it's maybe not quite to your taste but it's about Paul is Dead Theory, so I'll throw it out there considering you like the Beatles :P
I'd love any recommendations you have for me as well!!
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manwalksintobar · 1 year
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Puerto Rican Obituary  // Pedro Pietri
They worked They were always on time They were never late They never spoke back when they were insulted They worked They never took days off that were not on the calendar They never went on strike without permission They worked ten days a week and were only paid for five They worked They worked They worked and they died They died broke They died owing They died never knowing what the front entrance of the first national city bank looks like Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel All died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow passing their bill collectors on to the next of kin All died waiting for the garden of eden to open up again under a new management All died dreaming about america waking them up in the middle of the night screaming: Mira Mira your name is on the winning lottery ticket for one hundred thousand dollars All died hating the grocery stores that sold them make-believe steak and bullet-proof rice and beans All died waiting dreaming and hating Dead Puerto Ricans Who never knew they were Puerto Ricans Who never took a coffee break from the ten commandments to KILL KILL KILL the landlords of their cracked skulls and communicate with their latino souls Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel From the nervous breakdown streets where the mice live like millionaires and the people do not live at all are dead and were never alive Juan died waiting for his number to hit Miguel died waiting for the welfare check to come and go and come again Milagros died waiting for her ten children to grow up and work so she could quit working Olga died waiting for a five dollar raise Manuel died waiting for his supervisor to drop dead so he could get a promotion Is a long ride from Spanish Harlem to long island cemetery where they were buried First the train and then the bus and the cold cuts for lunch and the flowers that will be stolen when visiting hours are over Is very expensive Is very expensive But they understand Their parents understood Is a long non-profit ride from Spanish Harlem to long island cemetery Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel All died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow Dreaming Dreaming about queens Clean-cut lily-white neighborhood Puerto Ricanless scene Thirty-thousand-dollar home The first spics on the block Proud to belong to a community of gringos who want them lynched Proud to be a long distance away from the sacred phrase: Que Pasa These dreams These empty dreams from the make-believe bedrooms their parents left them are the after-effects of television programs about the ideal white american family with black maids and latino janitors who are well train— to make everyone and their bill collectors laugh at them and the people they represent Juan died dreaming about a new car Miguel died dreaming about new anti-poverty programs Milagros died dreaming about a trip to Puerto Rico Olga died dreaming about real jewelry Manuel died dreaming about the irish sweepstakes They all died like a hero sandwich dies in the garment district at twelve o’clock in the afternoon social security number to ashes union dues to dust They knew they were born to weep and keep the morticians employed as long as they pledge allegiance to the flag that wants them destroyed They saw their names listed in the telephone directory of destruction They were train to turn the other cheek by newspapers that mispelled mispronounced and misunderstood their names and celebrated when death came and stole their final laundry ticket They were born dead and they died dead Is time to visit sister lopez again the number one healer and fortune card dealer in Spanish Harlem She can communicate with your late relatives for a reasonable fee Good news is guaranteed Rise Table Rise Table death is not dumb and disable— Those who love you want to know the correct number to play Let them know this right away Rise Table Rise Table death is not dumb and disable Now that your problems are over and the world is off your shoulders help those who you left behind find financial peace of mind Rise Table Rise Table death is not dumb and disable If the right number we hit all our problems will split and we will visit your grave on every legal holiday Those who love you want to know the correct number to play let them know this right away We know your spirit is able Death is not dumb and disable RISE TABLE RISE TABLE Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel All died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow Hating fighting and stealing broken windows from each other Practicing a religion without a roof The old testament The new testament according to me gospel of the internal revenue the judge and jury and executioner protector and eternal bill collector Secondhand shit for sale learn how to say Como Esta Usted and you will make a fortune They are dead They are dead and will not return from the dead until they stop neglecting the art of their dialogue— for broken english lessons to impress the mister goldsteins— who keep them employed as lavaplatos porters messenger boys factory workers maids stock clerks shipping clerks assistant mailroom assistant, assistant assistant to the assistant’s assistant assistant lavaplatos and automatic artificial smiling doormen for the lowest wages of the ages and rages when you demand a raise because is against the company policy to promote SPICS SPICS SPICS Juan died hating Miguel because Miguel’s used car was in better running condition than his used car Miguel died hating Milagros because Milagros had a color television set and he could not afford one yet Milagros died hating Olga because Olga made five dollars more on the same job Olga died hating Manuel because Manuel had hit the numbers more times than she had hit the numbers Manuel died hating all of them Juan Miguel Milagros and Olga because they all spoke broken english more fluently than he did And now they are together in the main lobby of the void Addicted to silence Off limits to the wind Confine to worm supremacy in long island cemetery This is the groovy hereafter the protestant collection box was talking so loud and proud about Here lies Juan Here lies Miguel Here lies Milagros Here lies Olga Here lies Manuel who died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow Always broke Always owing Never knowing that they are beautiful people Never knowing the geography of their complexion PUERTO RICO IS A BEAUTIFUL PLACE PUERTORRIQUENOS ARE A BEAUTIFUL RACE If only they had turned off the television and tune into their own imaginations If only they had used the white supremacy bibles for toilet paper purpose and make their latino souls the only religion of their race If only they had return to the definition of the sun after the first mental snowstorm on the summer of their senses If only they had kept their eyes open at the funeral of their fellow employees who came to this country to make a fortune and were buried without underwears Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel will right now be doing their own thing where beautiful people sing and dance and work together where the wind is a stranger to miserable weather conditions where you do not need a dictionary to communicate with your people Aqui Se Habla Espanol all the time Aqui you salute your flag first Aqui there are no dial soap commercials Aqui everybody smells good Aqui tv dinners do not have a future Aqui the men and women admire desire and never get tired of each other Aqui Que Pasa Power is what’s happening Aqui to be called negrito means to be called LOVE
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santaclaritalui · 2 years
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Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables Dead Kennedys Released September 2 1980 This is the Dead Kennedy's debut album which is also listed in the book "1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die" and it is ranked as number 365 on the "500 Greatest Albums of All Time".  For any of you who know the song "Viva Las Vegas" by Elvis, there is a cover of this song by Dead Kennedys.  I had to double check my turntable speed to make sure I didn't accidentally leave on a faster rpm speed when I heard this version.  I'm not really a fan of the band but enjoyed this version of Viva Las Vegas, it was a good laugh.  Side One Kill The Poor Forward To Death When Ya Get Drafted Let's Lynch The Landlord Police Truck Drug Me Your Emotions Chemical Warfare Side Two California Uber Alles I Kill Children Stealing Peoples' Mail Funland at the Beach Ill In The Head Holiday In Cambodia Viva Las Vegas Please Comment, Like, & Follow Me Here On Instagram! #deadkennedys #freshfruitforrottingvegetables #punkrock #punkmusic #punkrockfans #1980 #recordcollecting #recordsofinstagram #punkrecords #vinyllover #onmyturntable #instavinyl #vinylnerd #iloverecords #nowspinning #vinylcollection #vinylrecords #albumoftheday #records #33andathird #vinylfreak #vinylclub #80spunk #vinyloftheday #vinyljunkie #santaclarita #santaclaritavalley #santaclaritavinylrecords #scvvinylrecords #scvvinylcollection 5234 052822 (at Santa Clarita, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeHS35HPXFW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ukdamo · 2 years
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Puerto Rico Obituary
Pedro Pietri
They worked They were always on time They were never late They never spoke back when they were insulted They worked They never took days off that were not on the calendar They never went on strike without permission They worked ten days a week and were only paid for five They worked They worked They worked and they died They died broke They died owing They died never knowing what the front entrance of the first national city bank looks like
Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel All died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow passing their bill collectors on to the next of kin All died waiting for the garden of eden to open up again under a new management All died dreaming about america waking them up in the middle of the night screaming: Mira Mira your name is on the winning lottery ticket for one hundred thousand dollars All died hating the grocery stores that sold them make-believe steak and bullet-proof rice and beans All died waiting dreaming and hating
Dead Puerto Ricans Who never knew they were Puerto Ricans Who never took a coffee break from the ten commandments to KILL KILL KILL the landlords of their cracked skulls and communicate with their latino souls
Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel From the nervous breakdown streets where the mice live like millionaires and the people do not live at all are dead and were never alive
Juan died waiting for his number to hit Miguel died waiting for the welfare check to come and go and come again Milagros died waiting for her ten children to grow up and work so she could quit working Olga died waiting for a five dollar raise Manuel died waiting for his supervisor to drop dead so he could get a promotion
Is a long ride from Spanish Harlem to long island cemetery where they were buried First the train and then the bus and the cold cuts for lunch and the flowers that will be stolen when visiting hours are over Is very expensive Is very expensive But they understand Their parents understood Is a long non-profit ride from Spanish Harlem to long island cemetery
Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel All died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow Dreaming Dreaming about queens Clean-cut lily-white neighbourhood Puerto Ricanless scene Thirty-thousand-dollar home The first spics on the block Proud to belong to a community of gringos who want them lynched Proud to be a long distance away from the sacred phrase: Que Pasa
These dreams These empty dreams from the make-believe bedrooms their parents left them are the after-effects of television programs about the ideal white american family with black maids and latino janitors who are well train— to make everyone and their bill collectors laugh at them and the people they represent
Juan died dreaming about a new car Miguel died dreaming about new anti-poverty programs Milagros died dreaming about a trip to Puerto Rico Olga died dreaming about real jewellery Manuel died dreaming about the irish sweepstakes
They all died like a hero sandwich dies in the garment district at twelve o’clock in the afternoon social security number to ashes union dues to dust
They knew they were born to weep and keep the morticians employed as long as they pledge allegiance to the flag that wants them destroyed They saw their names listed in the telephone directory of destruction They were train to turn the other cheek by newspapers that mis-spelled mispronounced and misunderstood their names and celebrated when death came and stole their final laundry ticket
They were born dead and they died dead Is time to visit sister lopez again the number one healer and fortune card dealer in Spanish Harlem She can communicate with your late relatives for a reasonable fee Good news is guaranteed Rise Table Rise Table death is not dumb and disable— Those who love you want to know the correct number to play Let them know this right away Rise Table Rise Table death is not dumb and disable Now that your problems are over and the world is off your shoulders help those who you left behind find financial peace of mind Rise Table Rise Table death is not dumb and disable If the right number we hit all our problems will split and we will visit your grave on every legal holiday Those who love you want to know the correct number to play let them know this right away We know your spirit is able Death is not dumb and disable RISE TABLE RISE TABLE
Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel All died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow Hating fighting and stealing broken windows from each other Practicing a religion without a roof The old testament The new testament
according to me gospel of the internal revenue the judge and jury and executioner protector and eternal bill collector Second-hand shit for sale learn how to say Como Esta Usted
and you will make a fortune They are dead They are dead and will not return from the dead until they stop neglecting the art of their dialogue— for broken english lessons to impress the mister goldsteins— who keep them employed as lavaplatos porters messenger boys factory workers maids stock clerks shipping clerks assistant mailroom assistant, assistant assistant to the assistant’s assistant assistant lavaplatos and automatic artificial smiling doormen for the lowest wages of the ages and rages when you demand a raise because is against the company policy to promote SPICS SPICS SPICS Juan died hating Miguel because Miguel’s used car was in better running condition than his used car Miguel died hating Milagros because Milagros had a colour television set and he could not afford one yet Milagros died hating Olga because Olga made five dollars more on the same job Olga died hating Manuel because Manuel had hit the numbers more times than she had hit the numbers Manuel died hating all of them Juan Miguel Milagros and Olga because they all spoke broken english more fluently than he did
And now they are together in the main lobby of the void Addicted to silence Off limits to the wind Confine to worm supremacy in long island cemetery This is the groovy hereafter the protestant collection box was talking so loud and proud about
Here lies Juan Here lies Miguel Here lies Milagros Here lies Olga Here lies Manuel who died yesterday today and will die again tomorrow Always broke Always owing Never knowing that they are beautiful people Never knowing the geography of their complexion
PUERTO RICO IS A BEAUTIFUL PLACE PUERTORRIQUENOS ARE A BEAUTIFUL RACE If only they had turned off the television and tune into their own imaginations If only they had used the white supremacy bibles for toilet paper purpose and make their latino souls the only religion of their race If only they had return to the definition of the sun after the first mental snowstorm on the summer of their senses If only they had kept their eyes open at the funeral of their fellow employees who came to this country to make a fortune and were buried without underwear
Juan Miguel Milagros Olga Manuel will right now be doing their own thing where beautiful people sing and dance and work together where the wind is a stranger to miserable weather conditions where you do not need a dictionary to communicate with your people Aqui Se Habla Espanol all the time Aqui you salute your flag first Aqui there are no dial soap commercials Aqui everybody smells good Aqui tv dinners do not have a future Aqui the men and women admire desire and never get tired of each other Aqui Que Pasa Power is what’s happening Aqui to be called negrito means to be called LOVE
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“Eat the rich / Lynch your landlord”
Stickers spotted in Charleston, South Carlonia
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Tagged by the gorgeous and knowledgable queen of taste @mhtyr to share my favourite films of 2021 🎥🎞 tagging @breadgrl @paersimmon & @lovergirl & anyone else to do it if they would like~~
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mydadlistenstothis · 2 years
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New podcast episode is up! This week, grab some propane cuz we're gonna burn everything down to the music of the Dead Kennedys with their iconic punk album, Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables. Also, Happy Halloween everyone! Have fun and stay safe :)
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wuxiaphoenix · 3 years
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Worldbuilding: Cove Doctor
If you’re writing a setting where people are isolated from a larger society, or have a tradition of being isolated, consider the fact that many professions are only viable when you have a lot of people with spare money lying around. Bookstore owner, for example - for that to work as a full-time job you need a lot of readers who can afford books, and people to write the books, bind them, etc. The smaller your group, the more stress it’s under, the less “official” professions you’re likely to have, along with more amateurs, part-time sort-of professionals, and “I’m a vet, humans are four-legged animals, I’ll see what I can do”.
The Appalachian Mountains have been referred to as America’s first - and last - frontier. It was and to some extent remains the place to go when you had nowhere else to go; especially if you wanted to live without getting tangled up in the affairs of others, for good or ill. Germans, English, Welsh, Irish, Scots-Irish, various and sundry others; all went into the hills hoping to put the rest of the world behind them. To give just one example, many of the Scots-Irish were originally Scottish peasantry uprooted so English landlords could run more profitable sheep, and dumped into Northern Ireland, particularly Ulster, to serve as a living barrier between the angry Irish who’d been shoved out into the hinterlands and their English landlords.
It should tell you something that a significant number of said Scots-Irish deliberately headed overseas and into foreign mountains to fight Indians instead.
With them they brought the traditions of people who never had or couldn’t afford modern doctors. There were people who passed down midwifing and nursing the sick, of course. But there were also those who had the power of curing, who might work through herbs, prayer, laying on of hands, and often some combination of all three.
(BTW, anyone who side-eyes the custom of praying while mixing medicinal preparations? Clocks. Cost. Money. Significant money, up until modern times. The length of a spoken prayer, however, is a fairly reliable time-unit. You can’t tell a patient without a clock, “steep this for X minutes before you drink it”. You can say, “steep this for five Our Fathers and one Apostle’s Creed, then drink before it cools.”)
Beyond physical ills and injuries are the supernatural dangers. Ill luck. Curses. Love charms (which can also be curses). Haints. Boogers. Lost objects, possibly taken by the Little Folk of the woods. Oh, there are things any person can do to try and brush the taints off - hillfolk are independent - but sometimes even the most isolated hollow needs to call in an expert. Or the closest they have. These are the cove doctors.
Most of what cove doctors do is helpful, if only for someone’s peace of mind. Though there have been some who laid curses instead of lifting them, and a couple memorable ones in folklore who tried to play both ends against the middle and charge a fee to lift the curse they themselves secretly cast. Such immoral people have interesting stories attached, including shapeshifting into various beasties and wreaking havoc. But they usually did not end well, particularly when they ran up against a smarter cove doctor or sheriff.
(Sometimes one and the same person. There’s enforcing the legal system, and then there’s being a peace officer, by making sure things the law doesn’t cover still get handled. Preferably before there’s a lynch mob.)
Thing is, for all their trained expertise, they do not and cannot survive on cove doctoring alone, just as most tiny towns can’t afford full-time firefighters. They have to have another source of making a living to get by. Might be farming, crafts, running a small store, you name it. But they do something else besides just helpful magic.
So if your story has an expert in the esoteric hiding out in a settlement of isolated people touchy about outsiders... think about how they’re making a living. Maybe they’re not; maybe they’re retired, or actually hiding out, and money is Not a Problem. (Or at least, not yet.)
Small societies are different. In the age of the internet, it takes some work to realize how different. Get in the research! It’s worth it.
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xx-narcissa · 3 years
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i’m glad juneteenth has been recognized as a national holiday, and i’m sure a lot of other people are too. but what we’re not happy about is the US making this a national holiday as an attempt to get out of actually benefiting us. they make this a holiday then won’t even let people teach about it in schools. they are ignoring things like the anti-lynching bill, police and prison reform, and things that will actually benefit us.
imagine if you contacted your landlord saying “the pipes are leaking, the power is out, there’s roaches everywhere, and you need to fix it because i can’t afford to leave” and then the landlord just gives you a present, hoping it will make you stop talking about the issues with the apartment. the apartment is america, the landlord is the government, and the issues are the injustices that us black people face everyday.
instead of making america a safer and better place for PoC, the lgbtq+ community, and disabled people, they are just giving us these holidays and these months thinking it will appease us, when really it just pisses us off even more. and on top of all of it, people are going to be using this holiday for money, having juneteenth sales as if they actually give a damn about us. this holiday should not be used for profit. it needs to shed light on the injustices we faced and still face today. we won’t stop talking about it until it’s fixed. making juneteenth a national holiday isn’t going to shut us up.
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