I have to take a moment to pause and post this as it hits so close to home for me personally.
I am electing to "borrow" and repost something I saw posted last year as it is so poignant. I hope you take a few moments in the next few hours to reflect.
On this day, 22 years ago (9/10/2001):
🔹️246 people went to sleep in preparation for their morning flights
🔹️2,606 people went to sleep in preparation for work in the morning
🔹️343 firefighters went to sleep in preparation for their morning shift.
🔹️60 police officers went to sleep in preparation for morning patrol
🔹️8 paramedics went to sleep in preparation for the morning shift
None of them saw past 10:00am on Sept 11, 2001.
In one single moment, life may never be the same.
As you live and enjoy the breaths you take today and tonight, before you go to sleep in preparation for your life tomorrow, kiss the ones you love, snuggle a little tighter, and never take one second of your life for granted.
I'm sure someone else has already pointed this out, but it's very interesting that the goyim steal our ideas and our culture to harm us.
Christians (Catholics in particular): stole our stories, our laws, our jobs; they then used those things to justify the Inquisition, the stereotypes about money and Jewish association with it, and then used those laws that they didn't (and still obviously don't) even rightly understand themselves to bring incalculable inhumanity against everyone who didn't fit into what they demanded from women in general (but in particular women who did Literally Anything Men Didn't Like) to queer folks (of whom I am one) to so many different ethnic groups of people that even they probably don't know the number
Nazis: Used anything and everything about us (regardless of the fact that it was just flat out wrong) to justify their wholesale slaughter of us as being righteous
And now we have the antisemitic left who steal our voices, our history, out trauma, and our holidays to gaslight us into doing what they want. And when that doesn't work, they ghettoize us, demonize us, traumatize us, call for our deaths, and cheer on our killers all in the name of righteousness, just like every single other group of people who have ever spoken and thought the way they do
It may be over for the networks, but never for us. Sometimes a fire that seems out merely sleeps beneath the embers. We have found our crew. We have found each other. It lives in us. We will create anew and wait for the next wonder. I love you, crew.
Alright you guys know we’re not the type to be shy about this type of stuff so I’m gonna yell it out for the dumbasses in the back who are ignoring or downplaying this situation:
NEX BENEDICT WAS MURDERED. IT WASN’T A FIGHT. HE WAS MURDERED IN COLD BLOOD BY A SYSTEM THAT WASN’T BUILT FOR PEOPLE LIKE HIM.
The media is erasing who he was. His name was Nex Benedict, not anything else. Friends have revealed he preferred he/him pronouns. He was an indigenous two-spirit person who had been bullied for a year, if not more.
Rest in power, Nex. We will never forget you, and we will keep fighting for you to at the very least have a peaceful grave. We will keep fighting for your identity, for the life you should’ve lived.
You could’ve been famous for another reason. Instead, people know who you are because you are dead. And we won’t rest until the decisions that led to your death haunt those who let you die forever.
Amina Ghanem, 13 years old, says. We were sleeping and we heard the sound of tanks when they came and walked over their house, which is made of metal panels in which I, my father, and my brothers lived.