He looks as if he’s crafted from spare parts, none of them functional.

He stresses & stresses, but nobody’s preventing this dude from moving to a place without earthquakes.

death by preventable disease is an inevitable and even desired outcome of concentration camps. in every era of concentration camps people have died of typhus, which is a disease of privation and enforced crowding. this illness is intentionally inflicted

Which is something all parents had a legal right to do without being harassed, threatened or murdered.

Real live angry goose meme here: what “darkest path”, motherfucker??

The earlier incident started when he stopped his car after observing ICE agents chasing what he described as a family on foot, and began shouting and blowing his whistle, according to a source who asked not to be named out of fear of retribution. Pretti later told the source that five agents tackled him and one leaned on his back – an encounter that left him with a broken rib. The agents quickly released him at the scene. “That day, he thought he was going to die,” said the source.

My gosh. Alex Pretti was notifying neighbors that Trump and Vance's agents were chasing a family. A mob of agents then tackled him and broke his rib.

He thought he was going to die.

Then the very next week, he came back out to support his neighbors.

And a mob of agents killed him.

At a time when babies are being imprisoned by murderous thugs I absolutely don’t need to be “happy” when fascists breed yet again.

For Alex Pretti Because his last words were for a woman; because he asked, are you okay, are you okay; because he had learned to say it by standing each night beside the dying; because sometimes he held their hands; because he had lived only as long as the scent of childhood in an album; because he was a son; because he sang once; because of all of it, because of all of it, because of all of it, tell it, tell the story: a breath has left; a country is dying; and a man laid his face on its pavement today as though he were listening to a patient's heart— even then, even at the ending— to do what he was there to do: heal. —Joseph Fasano

for Alex Pretti

I mean, it’s just -uh- Science.

The abuser’s going to explode in rage whether or not you tiptoe on eggshells for days or if you confront him immediately. Appeasing him serves no actual purpose.

“Had the tragedy” , like vague tragedies just materialize from the ether.

He didn't shoot her in the head at point blank range because he felt like he was in danger. He shot her in the head at point blank range because he was furious that she wasn't afraid of him. He shot her in the head at point blank range because he felt emasculated.

The trick is to replace the fluids.

They’re normal people just attending a conference in normal clothes. It’s neither a problem nor reflection of their leadership abilities.

The added steps required each & every time you change photo format or size ratio = 🤬

By “coverage” you seem to mean epic butt licking yes?

This could have been an email.

How can she look older than me & I’m nearly 60?
Glad I’m not a fascist.

CHILDREN, you sleazes. Or girls. If they’re underage they’re children, not “women”.

BRB- have to double-check Xmas plans with other family members so the lil’ nieces & nephews don’t end up with a pencil or two too many!

Like 5 minutes before product placements show up in the background & granny starts shilling crypto with visibly increasing aggression.

Betteridge’s Law of Headlines strikes again.

What a creepy little Gary Stu this AI George is.

Tag yourself- I’m “Coat Bath”.

Maybe this was before they cooked everything?
Or seasoned it?

If you don’t know about the toxins they can’t make you sick.

Betteridge’s Law of Headlines strikes again.

God, I hope so.

Toddlers who irresponsibly chose to be born with health conditions, people too lazy to avoid being injured, folks who develop illnesses despite eating well & exercising regularly- damn selfish slackers, one & all!
Or so says this bozo.

I do understand: you want permission. There’s a machine in the corner wrapped in human skin that makes things out of shit and blood to look like whatever you want (as long as you don’t look too closely). You gave one to your teacher and they didn’t notice. Your boss told you to use it after they laid off half the team and it was fine. You fed one to your kids and they liked it. You want to know you can use it sometimes without me thinking less of you. You don’t need me to believe it’s useful, you just want me to be polite about it. But I am a hater, and I will not be polite. The machine is disgusting and we should break it. The people who build it are vapid shit-eating cannibals glorifying ignorance. I strongly feel that this is an insult to life itself.

I cosign every single word of this

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