If billionaires going to space was for the collective benefit of expanded imagination & not, as it seemed, a GIGANTIC waste of f***in' money, I'm sick of asking for a president & being thrown in the sanitarium.
Look, I don't think presidents are magic. But even if you can't get it done, I don't think you're a very good politician if your public posture isn't *looking* like it.
Bernie doesn't get HALF the things done his ppl think, but they THINK it bc he runs his mouth. YOU CAN, TOO.
Liberals ADORE the argument of soft power because it allows them to square the evident inaction of a government not doing nearly enough for the people who voted for it with their deepest desire to believe that it is.
Pro Tip: The Room *isn't* making it happen. *We* have to.
I actually did think the things Trump did were terrible, so I'm not about to twist myself in knots & pretend the same things under a Biden administration *aren't* terrible because I voted for him, bc the thing that was terrible about Donald Trump wasn't being on the other "team."
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The mechanisms of white supremacy can be repeated within many structures, organizations, institutions, & political parties.
So a lotta you that rip POC for being "mouthpieces" for the Far Left™ also enjoy serving as mouthpieces for the white liberals whose acceptance you crave.
It's easy to tear each other apart, & that's why I'm interested in doing it to all of you or none of you, because this "pick me" behavior only ensures you gain clout w/ your crew, not that we address the underlying machinations of the Machine we're supposed to be Raging Against.
From all these different vectors, all I see is people of color baited into petty games for stupid prizes by people who hold them in utter contempt, and eat everything while they kill each other for scraps. I'm not interested.
So people are acting like the distinction is between the police we have now & police controlled only by the elites and the rich, when the history of the police was literally chasing down the enslaved with dogs — in other words, protecting and recovering the property of the rich.
And though the rich can expect to have their interests more zealously guarded, normies like Amy Cooper still get a hit of juice from being plugged into the Machine™ & will lay its full might upon you, feeling either deputized to act themselves or supported enough to be defended.
For the sake of simplicity, every argument has three easy prongs: ethos, pathos, & logos.
It is baffling to me in this day & age people think that ethos does not matter, & I'm going to watch two hours of this one economist who agrees with you about eugenics or whatever.
This is one of the primary reasons our media ecosystem rarely tells the truth — they cannot withstand the pressure of being called close-minded by people who refuse to attempt anything even approximating "moderate," "centrist," or "middle ground" positions.
I'm not smart because I've read every study on the planet or personally know their methodology — that's not smart.
There is too much information in the world and there always has been for that to be an efficient way to use one's mind or time.
I'd like to zoom in on a distinction I make w/ random, frightened Karens & the police (same thing, really, just with authority): I believe them. I believe they have these irrational fears. I believe it literally physiologically affects them.
The question is not about Amy Cooper's fears in the park that day (your feelings) — it is about what she chose to do with those fears (the facts that don't care about them).
The explicit argument being made is not about her fear, but that her fear justifies her actions.
I've been around the block long enough to know the survival of one's family is, for many, NEVER enough to justify slinging dope on the corner.
Or that Ahmad Arbury was responsible for his own murder after going berserk on 3 white, armed men who surrounded him with pickup trucks.
Si vous envisagez de voyager ou de vivre à #Maroc, mais que vous avez l'audace de le faire en noir, lisez ceci en premier:
Le 21 mars 2019, vers 19 h 45, j'ai quitté mon appartement à Rabat, au Maroc, pour acheter du vin avant la fermeture du magasin. Je suis passé par mon colocataire sur le chemin et lui ai dit que je reviendrais. Je ne suis pas revenu.
Quand j'ai atteint un rond-point dans la rue, un homme étrange m'a répété "Bonjour". Beaucoup de gens vendent constamment des choses ici, alors je l'ai ignoré. Mais il s'est approché et a finalement attrapé mon épaule, puis ma poitrine.
If you're thinking about traveling or living in #Morocco, but have the audacity to do it while black, read this first:
On March 21st, 2019, at about 7:45pm, I left my apartment in Rabat, Morocco to buy some wine before the store closed. I passed by my roommate on the way there, and told her I'd be back. I did not come back.
When I reached a roundabout right up the street, a strange man repeated, "Bonjour" to me. Many people constantly sell things here, so I ignored him. But he got closer and eventually grabbed my shoulder and then grabbed my chest.