chidoknowshit

[chidoknowshit]

i love the conspiracy theory that western historians don't want people to know about the etruscan civilization for whatever reason because girl they literally took us to populonia at least three times between elementary and middle school what the hell are you even talking about

[chidoknowshit]

Today's the day. Over 50 ships from 44 countries all over the world will set sail from Barcellona for Gaza, to try and break the siege and bring in humanitarian relief.

The people involved are all civilians, people who risks their lives and have everything to lose but who neverthless are ready to step up where our govenrments and our "democracy" are hiding their heads in the sand.

If your media are anything like mine, chances are you haven't even heard of this initiative so I urge you to take to Instagram, TikTok, X , every social media you have to follow the fleet. To reblog, share and talk about it. To make it impossible for the governments of the world to ignore it.

From today on Eyes on the Flottila.

The Global Sumud Flotilla represents a convergence of struggles across continents:

The Global Campaign to Return to Palestine mobilized thousands of activists worldwide.

The Freedom Flotilla Coalition, with roots going back to 2010, brings long experience of organizing maritime resistance. 

The Maghreb Sumud Convoy, launched in June 2025, gathered over 1,000 participants from across North Africa under the banner of “coordinated action for Palestine”.

The Nusantara Sumud Initiative, launched from Malaysia and eight other Southeast Asian countries, embodies South–South solidarity inspired by Palestinian steadfastness.

Together, these four networks transformed the flotilla from a handful of ships into a people-powered humanitarian corridor. The first official mission is scheduled for August 31, 2025, from Spain, followed by a second launch from Tunisia on September 4, with more than 50 ships expected to participate.

[chidoknowshit]

[chidoknowshit]

Louis dressing Lestat:

Armand dressing Lestat:

Lestat dressing himself:

[chidoknowshit]

Vi ricordate quando Damiano David cantava "sono fuori di testa ma diverso da loro" yeah that was a lie

[chidoknowshit]

i take back everything i said, one piece is good actually

[chidoknowshit]

i step out onto stage clad in full corpse paint and death metal regalia and start playing the most middle-of-the-road soft rock you've heard since 1974

[chidoknowshit]

poor goddamn Sasuke during the 4th war. his brother just came back and ignored every question Sasuke asked him, instead breaking into a dead sprint for Kabuto to beat that nerd into releasing him back into the sweet arms of death, and then Itachi CONTINUES to ignore him as they have a fight to the death with Kabuto, and honestly Sasuke would be on board with killing Kabuto if him and Itachi didn't seem to GET ALONG SO WELL. Itachi is talking to KABUTO instead of answering ANY of Sasuke's questions. Sasuke NEVER wants to hear an annoying ass villain sob story monolouge again. smashcut 50 hours later (or something I don't know the numbers on the 4th war timeline. yet.) and he is being paralyzed by some weird black goo and told the sob story of this alien-god-FREAK that just kicked his ass. for three episodes straight. sits through an annoying ass monolouge for an HOUR about kaguya's life and topping it off by having the weird goo claim that he's been manipulating the Uchiha clan from the shadows for CENTURIES, leading to every bad thing that ever happened to them INCLUDING their slaughter. and THEN you get like 5 minutes to fight your frustration out before you get stuck in another UNSKIPPABLE fucking cutscene about that DAMN family by the SAGE OF SIX PATHS. i can't imagine a person in any universe that would care less about hagoromo's guilt over the fruits of his attempt at parenting then Sasuke Uchiha.

[chidoknowshit]

[chidoknowshit]

O'BALL D' 'E 'MPENNATE

This is one of my favourite songs of hers, visceral, sensual, evocative. It takes you back to ancient times and old rites. It's a dance, a dangerous game, an act of resistence turned into an ancestral ritual of the kind practiced in the night, around a fire, hidden by the rest of the world.

(lyrics and translation underneath)

O'BALL D' 'E 'MPENNATE

Quann' ‘o sole s’ arretira

quann' ‘a terra se fa nera

tutt' chell' ca’ nun crire

bell' ‘e bbuono se’ fa ‘o vero

Zuoccole vattono ‘nterra

‘nta ‘nu lago ‘e sudore

s’appriparene p’ ‘a guerra

scamazzanno foglie d’oro

Sott’ a chistu cielo ‘e fierro

cantano doje voce antiche

sotto ‘e zizze d’o munno

addo’ s’annasconne ‘a vita

Corrono cu' ‘e code aizate

ngopp’ ‘a strada lucente

fann' ‘o bballo d‘e mpennate

attuorno ‘o palo ardente

THE DANCE OF THE WHEELIES*

When the sun goes to rest

When the earth turns dark

Everything you don't believe in

Suddenly** becomes real

Wooden clogs beats on the ground

In a lake of sweat

They prepare for war

Stomping on golden leaves.

Underneath this steely sky

Two ancient voices sing

Underneath the breasts of the world

Where the life hides.

They run with their tails raised

On the shiny road

They dance the dance of the wheelies

Around the burning pole

*First of all let me say how undignified Wheelie is as a word and now much I hated using it in this contest.

Secondly I've used this translation in the text but I believe the meaning is left purposely ambiguous, it can either be the "game" played on the bikes by groups of young people testing themselves in races or equilibrium (the shiny road, the raised tails). Or 'mpennate can mean "covered in feathers" in which case it refers to women dancing traditional dances (the wooden shoes, the pole, the golden leaves). Imo both meaning are valid since either activity is an act of rebellion against a patriarcal and classist society that most often than not forsakes the people of the south of Italy and specifically the women, left to fight alone against a system that wants them subjugated and meek.

**bell'e buon it's a figure of speech that means suddenly, out of nowhere

[chidoknowshit]

Fun fact: for some reason men that compare themselves to golden retrievers on hinge do NOT like being told “bark for me dog”

[chidoknowshit]

PICA PICA

A delicate and soft hymn to life, to take it easy and do not let difficulties and the hectic pace of everyday life keep you down, because there is always the tomorrow.

(lyrics and translation underneath)

PICA PICA

Doje aucielle so’ venute stammatina

Mentre je cantave comm’ e lloro

So venute a me cerca’ pe’ fa’ ammuina

E pe ji ‘a arrubbá l’argiento e l’oro

E so’ venute doce doce e chianu chiano

E me vonne fa vula’ pe jì luntano

Ma je nun teng’ piume teng' sulo ‘e mmane

Ma je nun teng’ piume teng' sulo ‘e mmane

E bell’ e bbuon ‘o sole se fa janche

Comme ‘na luna senza notte

Mmiez’ ‘o vient’ sento ‘na ninna nanna

Ca’ ‘stu core m’ha fatto arrepusà

Pica Pica Pi’

Nun te preoccupá

Pica Pica Pi’

Tiene voglia ‘e fa’

Ogge nun è l’urdemo juorno

Ca t’ hê ‘a sceta'

E si pure fosse tu pienz’ a canta’

Ogge nun è l’urdemo juorno

Ca t’hê ‘a sceta'

E si pure fosse tu pienz’ a canta’

PICA PICA*

Two birds came this morning

While I was singing like them

They came find me to make some noise

And to go steal the silver and the gold.

They came sweetly and slowly**

And want me to fly and go far away

But I've got no feathers I only have hands

But I've got no feathers I only have hands

Suddenly the sun turns white

Like a moon without the night

In the wind I can hear a lullaby

That made this heart rest

Pica pica Pi

Don't you worry

Pica pica pi

You have the will to do***

Today's not the last day

You have to wake up

And even if it were you only worry about singing.

*probably refers to the sounds of birds

**in original version there's a repetition of the words sweetly and slowly (technically they're not even adverbs in neapolitan) that's a typical turn of phrase to indicate softness

*** voglia 'e' fa - voglia di fare - another typical figure of speech that indicates the willingness of a person to get involved in things and be active. Can have both negative and positive connotation

[chidoknowshit]

SALOMÉ

La niña mixes electronic beats and middle-eastern influences to give a ruthless and sensual depiction of Salomè

(lyrics and translation underneath the cut)

'Na vocca doce fatta pe’ vasà

canta parole fatte pe’ ‘ncantà

Abballa ‘a sola, tene ‘o munno attuorno

pe’ ‘na guardata se perde ‘o suonno

’Sta famme ‘e carne nun trova pace

chist’uocchie d’oro so’ fonte ‘e luce

Peggio pe’ ttè, peggio pe ttè

Peggio pe’ ttè, peggio pe ttè

Peggio pe’ ttè, peggio pe ttè

Si ‘è perz ‘a capa pe’ ‘na femmena che chiammano

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè, Salomè

Viento c’abbrùcia spierde ‘sti parole

asciutta ‘e lacreme ‘int’a ‘stu core

puorteme ‘o sanghe ‘e chi m’ha tradito

si vuo’ c’abballo accussì pe’ tutta ‘a vita

Peggio pe’ ttè, peggio pe ttè

Peggio pe’ ttè, peggio pe ttè

Peggio pe’ ttè, peggio pe ttè

Si ‘è perz ‘a capa pe’ ‘na femmena che chiammano

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè int’a ‘sta vita ha dato sulo morte

Si camp ancora è pecchè ‘e tenuto ciorta

‘A sabbia d’o deserto annasconne ‘e peccate

Chi è juto pe’ ‘sta via nunn’è maje turnato

Fernesce malamente chi ‘a vo’ fa’ cuntenta

‘o sanghe ‘a fa ascì pazza manco fosse argiento

Ce sta chi pe’ ‘na notte l’ha creduto ammore

e s’è truvato c’ ‘a capa int’ a ‘nu piatto d’oro

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè, Salomè

SALOMÉ

A sweet mouth, made to kiss

She sings words made to enchant

She dances alone, she's got the world around her

For a look you lose your sleep.

This hunger of flash cannot be sated

These golden eyes are a spring of light

Joke's on you, joke's on you

If you've lost your head for a woman called

Salomè, Salomè

Wind that burns scatter these words

Dry the tears inside this heart

Bring me the blood of who has betrayed me

If you want me to dance like this for the rest of our lives

Joke's on you, joke's on you

If you've lost your head for a woman called

Salomè, Salomè

Salomè in this life has only given death

If you're still alive it's because you've got luck

The desert's sand hides all the sins

Those who went this way have never come back

Those who want to make her happy end up badly

Blood makes her crazy as if it were silver

There's who has believed it was love for a night

And ended up with his head on a golden plate.

Salomè, Salomè

You've lost your head for a woman called

Salomè, Salomè

[chidoknowshit]

popular culture used to be very much about eroticism. rockstars used to be on stage in sequins and thongs and thigh high boots playing guitars like they were masturbating. girls used to wear velvet mini dresses and no bras and red-brick-brown lipstick and mascara on their bottom lashes. people used to have body hair on television and in the movies. people used to be sweaty. people used to touch each other over denim and under cotton. foreplay used to be staring at someone over the rim of a glass across a bar across a park across a dinner table. people used to want. i think we’ve lost something

[chidoknowshit]

I'm curious because I'm pretty sure I'm an outlier (my mom's a librarian so we went very often when I was younger) but I want to know if that's true.

[chidoknowshit]

I have no words

[chidoknowshit]

no for real like sit over there and drink your little beverage and stay tf out of the way let me cook