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fatehbaz · 1 year ago

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was thinking about this

To be in "public", you must be a consumer or a laborer.

About control of peoples' movement in space/place. Since the beginning.

"Vagrancy" of 1830s-onward Britain, people criminalized for being outside without being a laborer.

Breaking laws resulted in being sentenced to coerced debtor/convict labor. Coinciding with the 1830-ish climax of the Industrial Revolution and the land enclosure acts (factory labor, poverty, etc., increase), the Metropolitan Police Act of 1829 establishes full-time police institution(s) in London. The "Workhouse Act" aka "Poor Law Amendment Act of 1834" forced poor people to work for a minimum number of hours every day. The Irish Constabulary of 1837 sets up a national policing force and the County Police Act of 1839 allows justices of the peace across England to establish policing institutions in their counties (New York City gets a police department in 1844). The major expansion of the "Vagrancy Act" of 1838 made "joblessness" a crime and enhanced its punishment. (Coincidentally, the law's date of royal assent was 27 July 1838, just 5 days before the British government was scheduled to allow fuller emancipation of its technical legal abolition of slavery in the British Caribbean on 1 August 1838.)

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"Vagrancy" of 1860s-onward United States, people criminalized for being outside while Black.

Widespread emancipation after slavery abolition in 1865 rapidly followed by the outlawing of loitering which de facto outlawed existing as Black in public. Inability to afford fines results in being sentenced to forced labor by working on chain gangs or prisons farms, some built atop plantations.

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"Vagrancy" of 1870s-onward across empires, people criminalized for being outside while being "foreign" and also being poor generally.

Especially from 1880-ish to 1918-ish, this was an age of widespread mass movement of peoples due to the land dispossession, poverty, and famine induced by global colonial extraction and "market expansion" (Scramble for Africa, US "American West", nation-building, conquering "frontiers"), as agricultural "revolutions" of imperial monoculture cash crop extraction resulted in ecological degradation, and as major imperial infrastructure building projects required a lot of vulnerable "mobile" labor. This coincides with and is facilitated by new railroad networks and telegraphs, leading to imperial implementation or expansion of identity documents, strict work contracts, passports, immigration surveillance, and border checkpoints.

All of this in just a few short years: In 1877, British administrators in India develop what would become the Henry Classification System of taking and keeping fingerprints for use in binding colonial Indians to legal contracts. That same year during the 1877 Great Railroad Strike, and in response to white anxiety about Black residents coming to the city during Great Migration, Chicago's policing institutions exponentially expand surveillance and pioneer "intelligence card" registers for tracking labor union organizing and Black movement, as Chicago's experiments become adopted by US military and expanded nationwide, later used by US forces monitoring dissent in colonial Philippines and Cuba. Japan based its 1880 Penal Code anti-vagrancy statutes on French models, and introduced "koseki" register to track poor/vagrant domestic citizens as Tokyo's Governor Matsuda segregates classes, and the nation introduces "modern police forces". In 1882, the United States passes the Chinese Exclusion Act. In 1884, the Ottoman government enacts major "Passport Nizamnamesi" legislation requiring passports. In 1885, the racist expulsion of the "Tacoma riot".

Punished for being Algerian in France. Punished for being Chinese in San Francisco. Punished for being Korean in Japan. Punished for crossing Ottoman borders without correct paperwork. Arrested for whatever, then sent to do convict labor. A poor person in the Punjab, starving during a catastrophic famine, might be coerced into a work contract by British authorities. They will have to travel, shipped off to build a railroad. But now they have to work. Now they are bound. They will be punished for being Punjabi and trying to walk away from Britain's tea plantations in Assam or Britain's rubber plantations in Malaya.

Mobility and confinement, the empire manipulates each.

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"Vagrancy" amidst all of this, people also criminalized for being outside while "unsightly" and merely even superficially appearing to be poor. San Francisco introduced the notorious "ugly law" in 1867, making it illegal for "any person, who is diseased, maimed, mutilated or deformed in any way, so as to be an unsightly or disgusting object, to expose himself or herself to public view". Today, if you walk into a building looking a little "weird" (poor, Black, ill, disabled, etc.), you are given seething spiteful glares and asked to leave. De facto criminalized for simply going for a stroll without downloading the coffee shop's exclusive menu app.

Too ill, too poor, too exhausted, too indebted to move, you are trapped. Physical barriers (borders), legal barriers (identity documents), financial barriers (debt). "Vagrancy" everywhere in the United States, a combination of all of the above. "Vagrancy" since at least early nineteenth century Europe. About the control of movement through and access to space/place. Concretizing and weaponizing caste, corralling people, anchoring them in place, extracting their wealth and labor.

You are permitted to exist only as a paying customer or an employee.

#get to work or else you will be put to work #sorry #intimacies of four continents #tidalectics #abolition

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clairewritesfanfics · 25 days ago

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I know the variants are all very different people but imagine them doing Mark's kicked puppy pout

I feel like if I didn't cave immediately to whatever they wanted I'd just disintegrate into ash from the pain

The puppy dog pout is something all the Marks have by nature, some are just more expressive and others are more inclined to weaponize it. Keep in mind, the classifications can bleed into each other.

The "this is just my face" camp includes: Main Mark, Full Mask, Maskless, Prisoner, Shiesty, Mohawk and Viltrumite (he's a rock, but a cute rock).

The clever, more manipulative ones understand that a forceful man is a no good man, so rather than an aggressive, jealous lover, they act more like needy dogs. That way, when they're chasing you or getting in the way of work or licking you all over, you're less likely to get angry and push them away. I'd say this includes: Full Mask (again), Sinister, No Goggles, and Head Cap.

Others are too stubborn and refuse to acknowledge that they have such a powerful weapon with them, like Omni (I know I said he's smart but he's too full of it lol), Shiesty, Target and Flaxan.

#mark grayson x reader #invincible x reader #y/n #reader #mark grayson #anon #invincible #invincible x y/n #imagines #ask #puppy dog pout

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kbunzzi2oa · 6 days ago

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Thread of the beast - S.J

Synopsis -__-> Jake Sim a golden boy, a man who had many flaws and troubles. A man who had you on your knees for a second of him speaking with that deep warm Australian voice. Well of course it did make your knees buckle when it wasn't supposed to.

Contains -__-> slow burn, suggestive, mentions of murder, mentions of sex, fingering, masterbation (f.receving), unprotected sex, slow burn, hard tension ect.

Word count -__-> 20.831k

NEF NOTES -__-> finally posted ladies and gentlemen, I had fun writing Jake's part, I think I might post sunghoons part later..but yeah hope yall enjoy this! As always likes, reblogs or a comment is enought if you want to be tagged be sure to tell me in the comments!! Sending kisses!

Prisoner 32. Sim Jaeyun.

Nationality: Australian.

Sentence: Life without parole.

Convictions: Six confirmed murders. Possibly more.

Modus operandi: Claws—metallic, custom-modified, always retrieved post-crime.

Psychological classification: Unstable. Manipulative. Highly intelligent.

You closed the file slowly.

You knew his kind.

But after what happened with Jungwon… it wasn’t the diagnosis that made your skin crawl—it was how familiar the danger had begun to feel. It was like a fever, crawling under your skin. And something in your gut whispered again that you liked it.

That terrified you most.

You inhaled sharply and grabbed your tablet, walking briskly through the linoleum halls of Sector 6. The guards didn’t question you—they knew your face by now. Doctor Y/N, young but not fragile, clinical but not cold. The one who had been too close to Prisoner 09—Jungwon—until they had him moved.

You hadn’t seen Jungwon in three weeks. But you still remembered his voice like a song stuck in your head.

Still remembered the way he smiled when your hand lingered too long on his.

Still remembered what he whispered the last time you visited his cell:

"You’ll come back. They all come back to me. But next time... you’ll bring your knees with you."

You clenched your jaw and pushed the thought away as the scanner beeped. Jake’s cell door unlocked with a mechanical hiss.

You stepped inside.

It wasn’t like Jungwon’s solitary block—this cell was cleaner, roomier. A behavioral reward for those who played nice. Jake lay on his cot, one leg propped over the other, reading a book upside down.

He didn’t even glance at you.

"You’re late," he muttered, flipping the page with his pinky.

"You weren’t expecting me," you replied, voice crisp. "This is your psych assessment."

Jake slowly lowered the book. His eyes met yours—hazel and sharp. Like he’d already disassembled your entire personality in five seconds and found it boring. Or maybe hungry.

"Therapist day," he drawled, dragging the syllables. "Finally. I was worried they’d keep sending the old guy who smells like pepperoni."

You sat down across from him. “Do you prefer younger therapists, Jake?”

He smirked, sitting up slowly, letting his long legs spread just wide enough to feel inappropriate. "I prefer ones who don't pretend they aren’t curious."

"About what?"

"About what it's like to be me."

You didn’t blink. "You kill people with claws."

He grinned. “And you give therapy to monsters. So who’s sick?"

▄︻══━一 ♡

You walked into his cell and instantly felt it—that presence.

Sim Jaeyun was a quiet kind of dangerous. Not loud or erratic like the others. No, his threat was measured. Calm. The kind that watched you too long, memorized how you moved, and used silence like a weapon.

He tilted his head and dragged his eyes across you—slow and bold—until they reached your throat and lingered.

“You’re not like the rest,” he said, voice low and rough like gravel dipped in honey.

You arched an eyebrow. “Because I don’t scream when you look at me?”

“No,” he said, leaning forward. “Because you don’t run.”

You sat, forcing your expression neutral. “I’m not here to run from you, Jake. I’m here to understand you.”

“Oh?” His smile widened. “Then you’re already braver than your file said.”

You flipped open your tablet. “Let’s start with your earliest memory of violence.”

“Mm,” he murmured, eyes flicking over your lips as if they were a more interesting answer. “Does it have to be mine, or can I use one I liked watching?”

“Yours.”

He leaned back, elbows on his knees, voice dropping. “Okay then. I was seven. My dog died. Mom said it got hit by a truck. I knew she was lying.”

You didn’t interrupt.

“She killed it,” he said casually. “It bit my father when he raised a hand to her. So she poisoned it. Didn’t want any protection left for me.”

You scribbled a note.

Jake glanced at it. “You always do that? Take notes when someone tells you their pain?”

You met his gaze. “I take notes when people tell me who they really are.”

His tongue flicked across his bottom lip. “And what am I?

You considered the question. “A man who uses charm to hide violence. Intelligence to mask need. But underneath, you’re still the boy who lost his dog.”

Silence bloomed.

Then—he laughed. A low, rich sound that made your skin prickle.

“I like you,” he said. “You talk like a knife.”

“I’m not here to be liked.”

“Oh, baby,” Jake whispered, voice darkening. “That’s what makes it so fun.”

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One Week Later

You told yourself you wouldn’t think about him outside work hours.

But you were lying to yourself.

It started with the little things—remembering how his eyes dropped when you asked about his childhood. Noted how he watched your mouth when you spoke. How he’d gone from sitting lazily to leaning forward during every session.

And then it became worse. You began dressing differently. Subtly. A different blouse. A more fitted skirt. Just in case he noticed.

You hated yourself for it. But you didn’t stop.

He noticed, of course.

“I see we’re wearing red today,” he murmured, voice almost a purr.

“Coincidence,” you said, not meeting his gaze.

“No such thing,” Jake replied. “Red means hunger.”

“Does it?”

He smiled lazily. “It does when you wear it.”

You swallowed.

“Do you like being watched?” he asked suddenly. “Because you know every man in this wing notices when you walk in. But me? I notice the things they don’t. The way you breathe before asking a hard question. The way your fingers twitch when you lie.”

You exhaled shakily. “Jake, this is therapy. Not flirting practice.”

“And yet,” he leaned in, voice thick, “you keep showing up like you want me to taste your boundaries.”

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Two Weeks Later

He sat differently now. Closer. Eyes darker.

You could feel the change in him.

Jake didn’t just want to talk anymore—he wanted to unravel you. Wanted you off balance.

And you were.

It became harder to focus. Your notes got sloppier. You’d replay entire sessions in bed, his voice echoing in your ears.

One night, after three glasses of wine, you let your fingers slip lower in the dark while whispering his name to no one.

You felt filthy.

And alive.

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It was late. The prison was dim. You’d stayed late for paperwork. That’s what you told yourself.

Jake’s cell was down the hall. His guards were off shift. The wing was quiet.

Too quiet.

You told yourself you were just walking past.

You stopped in front of his cell.

He was awake. Sitting on the edge of his bed. Shirtless. Muscles flexed with each breath. His eyes snapped up—and then lit like fire.

“I knew you’d come.”

You stared. “This isn’t part of protocol.”

“No,” he said, standing slowly. “But you broke that the moment you let me crawl into your head.”

“I didn’t—”

“You did. You think about me. At night. Alone.” He was at the glass now. “I bet you say my name when you come.”

Your knees weakened.

“You don’t scare me,” you whispered.

He smirked. “Good. Because I don’t want to scare you. I want to ruin you.”

You turned to leave—and then froze.

“Ask,” he said.

“What?”

“Ask me what I’d do to you if this glass wasn’t here.”

You shouldn’t.

But you did.

He stepped closer.

“I’d press you against this wall,” he growled, “and make you beg with every inch of your perfect mouth. I’d whisper every filthy thing I’ve dreamed about while watching you scribble notes like a good girl. Then I’d bend you over and show you how monsters make women moan.”

You choked on a breath.

He chuckled, low and triumphant.

“You’re wet right now, aren’t you?”

Slap. Your hand hit the glass. His eyes widened—then narrowed.

You stared at him. “You’ll never touch me.”

“But you’ll think about it,” he said, darkly. “You’ll ache for it.”

And you did.

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Three Weeks Later

You were assigned to another patient for a few days.

But your mind never left Jake.

You read over his transcripts. Reread your notes. Your dreams became darker. In them, Jake wasn’t locked up. He was free. And you were beneath him, writhing.

He’d taken root inside you like rot.

So when you finally returned to his cell, you both knew something had changed.

“Come to confess?” he asked.

You said nothing.

“Or to surrender?”

Still nothing.

He grinned. “Then sit down. Let’s begin the session, doctor.”

It was subtle.

You dropped your pen, and when you bent to pick it up, Jake knelt faster—his hand brushed yours.

Warm. Strong. Dangerous.

Neither of you moved.

You looked up.

He was closer than he should be. So close you could smell him—dark musk, soap, something primal.

You should’ve pulled back.

You didn’t.

“You felt that?” he whispered.

“Yes.”

“And?”

“I shouldn’t be here.”

“But you are.”

He straightened slowly, knuckles dragging lightly across your wrist.

You let out a breath that sounded too much like a moan.

His eyes flashed.

From that day forward, it was all teasing, all tension.

Jake made you drop your professionalism, inch by inch.

He talked about your lipstick color. Asked how you liked being touched. Told you how he’d take you apart piece by piece, with his fingers, his mouth, his voice.

You stopped fighting.

One night, you snuck into the surveillance room and turned off his camera for 15 minutes.

You entered his cell.

You don’t remember how you got against the wall, only the heat of his body pressing into yours.

He didn’t kiss you at first. He just hovered.

“Say you want me,” he breathed.

You didn’t answer.

He chuckled and started to pull back.

“Wait.”

That was all he needed.

His mouth crashed onto yours—possessive, punishing. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you up until your legs wrapped around him.

There was nothing slow about that kiss. It was years of hunger crashing together. You clawed at him. He groaned into your neck.

And then—

You pulled away.

“Not here,” you gasped. “Not yet.”

He licked your lip. “Then next time, I want all of you.”

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There was a night when you gave in completely.

A storm raged outside. You came soaked through. Jake watched you strip off your jacket, hair dripping.

He said nothing.

Until you stepped into the cell without a word and climbed onto his lap.

No more games.

He took you apart with hands that had once destroyed lives—but now worshiped every inch of your skin. He undressed you like unwrapping sin. He touched you like you were 0

And when he finally filled you, it felt like damnation and salvation in one.

“Mine,” he groaned into your neck.

You didn’t correct him.

Because he was right.

Your wrists rest in the cold curve of the chain, iron pressing lightly against your skin—a reminder, not a threat. He hasn't locked you in. You could pull free. You won’t.

Jake watches you like a man standing at the edge of something sacred and sinful. His chest rises and falls beneath you, slow and controlled, but the heat in his eyes gives him away.

He drags his hands up your thighs—firm, steady, reverent. Like he’s trying to memorize the shape of you through his palms alone. You tremble as he reaches your hips, his thumbs grazing the place where skin softens and heat gathers. He leans forward, brushing his lips across your sternum. Not kissing. Tasting.

“You trust me,” he whispers, half in awe, half in disbelief. “Even now.”

You don’t answer. You don’t need to. The fact that you’re here—straddling him, wrists chained loosely above your head, heart exposed in more ways than one—is all the answer he needs.

He moves one hand between your thighs, spreading you slowly with the pads of his fingers. He doesn’t rush. Doesn’t tease. His touch is deliberate, exploring the folds of you with a kind of focus that steals your breath.

You gasp when he slips one thick finger inside—slowly, deliberately—and curls it upward. Your hips buck, straining against him. The chain clinks above, your arms tightening as you brace against the flood of sensation.

“There,” he murmurs, lips brushing the curve of your jaw. “Right there.”

His other hand spreads across the small of your back, anchoring you to him. His finger withdraws, then presses in again—slow, deeper this time, drawing a moan from your throat. Then another joins it. He stretches you with care, watching every twitch of your body, every falter in your breath.

“You’re perfect like this,” he growls. “Soft. Dripping. Open.”

You cry out when his thumb finds your clit, circling slow and firm. The chain above your head groans with your movements. You can’t think. You can't breathe. All you can feel is the rhythm of his hand and the heat building like a tidal wave inside you.

“I want to watch you fall apart,” he says, voice fraying. “Just from this.”

And you do.

Your orgasm hits like a silent scream, your body shuddering around his fingers. Your back arches, your thighs clench, your arms pulling hard against the chain as you cry his name into the damp air. He never stops touching you. He draws it out, rides the tremors with you, until you collapse, panting, trembling, undone.

He holds you while your body calms, one hand sliding up your back, the other tangled in your hair. He doesn't rush. He lets you come back to yourself. To him.

Then he lifts you.

Your legs barely work, so he guides you, settling you again over the rigid length of him. His cock presses against your entrance, thick and hot, and your breath hitches at the promise of what's coming next.

He doesn’t thrust.

He sinks into you.

Slow. So slow it feels like he’s branding you from the inside out. You’re still wet from his fingers, from your release, but the stretch makes you gasp. He fills you inch by inch, groaning against your collarbone as he bottoms out.

There’s nothing hurried in the way he moves. His hands grip your hips, guiding you to rock in time with him, your bodies rolling together like the ocean in a storm’s wake—calm, but dangerous.

You brace against the chain, your arms taut, your spine arching as he thrusts up into you. Every drag of his body inside yours is perfect agony. Deep. Raw. Desperate.

“You feel too good,” he says, voice cracking. “I can’t— I can’t stop.”

You don’t want him to.

Your movements sync, hips grinding in a rhythm that feels ancient, instinctual. Sweat beads on your skin. The scent of rain and sex and something more primal fills the cell. The storm outside fades into a distant hum, eclipsed by the storm inside your own body.

Jake’s hands trail up your waist, along your ribs, over your heart. He cups your face, forcing you to meet his gaze. His eyes burn.

“Say it,” he pleads. “Tell me you’re mine.”

And though you never thought you’d give yourself to anyone—especially not him—you whisper, “I’m yours.”

He thrusts into you harder, deeper, but still slow. Still deliberate. Like he’s making love to every part of you that’s ever been broken and piecing it back together.

When the second orgasm takes you, it’s not violent. It’s pure. A rush of heat and light and surrender, your entire body melting into his.

He follows, burying himself deep as he spills inside you with a sound that breaks something open in your chest.

Then silence.

Except for your breathing. His heartbeat. The chain gently swaying above your head.

And the certainty between you—thick and unspoken.

This wasn’t just sex

It was surrender.

It was claiming.

It was everything.

You don’t move at first.

Neither of you do.

Your body rests against his, trembling and warm, limbs half-asleep, muscles slack with the ache of pleasure and surrender. Jake’s chest rises beneath yours, slower now, steadier. You feel every heartbeat thrum through your own ribcage, as if the two of you have synced without trying.

The storm outside is a ghost of its former self. Rain taps gently against stone, a lullaby compared to the chaos it once was. Inside the cell, there’s only breath. Skin. Sweat cooling on your back. The distant creak of the chain above as it sways in time with your breathing.

Jake doesn’t say anything. He just holds you.

One arm around your waist. One hand cradling the back of your head. His fingers stroke through your damp hair, slow and aimless, like he’s grounding himself in the texture of you. As if touching you helps convince him this is real.

You shift your wrists, gently sliding them free of the chain. The iron leaves a faint indent on your skin—no pain, just memory. You rest your arms around his shoulders instead, curling in closer, pressing your cheek to the side of his neck.

His stubble scrapes lightly against your temple as he exhales.

Neither of you is in a rush to speak. There’s no need to fill the quiet. Everything important has already been said, or shown, through skin and breath and the tremble of your bodies.

Still, there’s a weight in your chest.

Not fear. Not regret.

Just the terrifying realization that something in you has shifted—and it won’t shift back.

Jake finally breaks the silence.

His voice is rough. Barely more than a whisper. “I didn’t think you’d come back.”

You close your eyes. “I didn’t think I would either.”

He nods like he understands, even though that confession hurts. Maybe it should. Maybe that’s the point.

His arms tighten around you a little more. Protective. Possessive. Like if he holds you close enough, long enough, you won’t vanish with the morning.

“Was it real?” he asks.

You lift your head, just enough to meet his eyes. There’s no mask there. No armor. Just a man laid bare by touch and trust and a thousand things neither of you have dared to say out loud.

You don’t flinch.

“Yes.”

The corner of his mouth lifts—not quite a smile, more like a wound trying to close.

He brushes a thumb along your jaw. “You undo me.”

And you realize something: he may have claimed you, but you’ve ruined him in return.

Together, you are chaos wrapped in quiet. Storms finding stillness. Two broken pieces that, for one impossible night, fit.

You shift off of him slowly, carefully, every inch of your body sore in the best way. He lets you go, but only barely—his hands still lingering, like letting go completely might tear something vital.

You lie beside him on the stone floor, finding his hand with yours. Fingers entwined. Palms warm.

No words. Just breath.

And somewhere, beneath it all, the first whisper of something that might grow in the ruins.

Not forgiveness. Not peace.

But something raw and real.

Something like us.

When you went home..you felt different..this was bad..you slept with two prisoners, will this continue will this just go on until someone finds out or till you're fired?...

#inbox open #kpop #imagine #enhypen imagines #kpop x reader #enhypen #jake x reader #jake sim #enhypen jake #sim jake #jake x you #jake smut #jake smau

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notaplaceofhonour · 2 months ago

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Are you really putting me on blast for a public comment to begin with?

Are you claiming that Judaism isn’t a religion? It most certainly is even if ethnically based historically. I know it’s matrilineal, but anyone can convert even if they’re not evangelical. Though there are ethnic differences even between Jews that are Ashkenazi, Sephardic, Mizrahi or Ethiopian.

Semitic people or Semites is a term for an ethnic, cultural or racial group associated with people of the Middle East, including Arabs, Jews, Akkadians, and Phoenicians. Gaza wasn’t even part of Judea, Ancient Israel or Samaria. It was the land of the Philistines.

If you believe in the text of the Torah, which coincides with the text in the Koran, then Arabs and Jews are related by Abraham. His sons just had different Mothers.

You have to understand that people’s words are being twisted right now. There are a lot of people that oppose the war, but do not oppose Jewish people. Bernie Sanders, the best candidate for president the US has had in decades in my opinion, opposes the war and that doesn’t mean he supports Hamas.

My point is not really about your opinion specifically. It’s about the right wing that is painting people with a broad brush as a way to deprive legal residents of due process. It’s a slippery slope that will be applied to anyone and he’s ignoring the Supreme Court. We’re entering really dark times. The Trump administration is using Antisemitism as an excuse to deport students and defund higher education. They’re using Jews as a scapegoat and the ADL is really not doing anything about it.

Yeah, retro, you really publicly post a racist screed as laughably & confidently shitty as that on one of my posts about antisemitism, and you really might get a response that publicly refutes it with all the respect it deserves.

“Semitic” Peoples & Antisemitism

Literally nobody that isn’t possessed by the ghost of an SS officer is using “Semitic” like that. It appears vestigially in “antisemitism” and is used in Linguistics to refer to Semitic Languages (there are Semitic-speakers; there are not Semitic peoples)—that’s it.

You pull up in a Jew’s comment section, insisting on this Nazi-ass 19-20th Century Scientific Racist racial classification of “Semites”, all in order to play mental gymnastic word games to claim the real victims of [word that means anti-Jewish bigotry] are a group of non-Jews at the hands of Jews… and you just might be put on blast for it.

And this isn’t even new; the way you’re using it was already starting to fall out of favor among anyone who wasn’t a proud self-described antisemite even before the Nazis came to power. It’s been understood as racist BS for more than century. Even Gil Anidjar, a pro-BDS professor at Columbia who shares a lot of your other views, understands this terminology is racist pseudoscience, writing in his book about the rise and fall of the word’s usage that “the opposing term was Aryan”.

That’s the racial framework you’re using. The “Aryan” one.

And who did these self-identified Antisemites target with their antisemitism? Did Wilhelm Marr’s Antisimeten-Liga that popularized the term allege an Arab conspiracy or a Jewish one? Did Hitler’s antisemitism lead him to kill 6 Million Arabs, or 6 Million Jews? Are there countless Arab organizations dedicated to fighting Antisemitism as such, or has that been left to Jews?

Arabs have their own word for bigotry against them. Stop trying to appropriate ours, especially when the people you’re claiming are the perpetrators are Jews. It’s dishonest, it’s cruel, it’s just gross.

Token “Good Jews”

Same with you goy-splaining about how Jews aren’t a monolith to act like all of what you said isn’t incredibly antisemitic. We know we’re not a monolith (possibly even more so than most other groups); our entire culture is built around structures of debate. But your inciting gish-gallop of talking points about “apartheid”, “open air prisons”, and terrorists being “freedom fighters” is one that would rightly make all but the most fringe token Jews, totally disconnected from Jewish community, balk.

In another message you sent, which I’m not going to respond to, you mention JVP, and OH MY G-D is it clear that this is where you’re getting your information about Jews. They’re an EXTREMELY fucking fringe group that harass and incite violence against other Jews, and they’re rightly understood by most Jews as a hate group akin to Autism Speaks. Like I said, they’re EXTREMELY fringe in the Jewish community. They have like 20,000-30,000 members, most of whom aren’t even Jewish, and all of their positions are miles outside of the already expansive & diverse tradition of discourse within Judaism.

Between them and Bernie Sanders, you can tokenize the “Good Jews” (you assume) agree with you all you want, that doesn’t make the rest of what you’re saying anything but grotesquely antisemitic.

And it does stand out that the “Good Jew” you name here is one whose speech on Passover—the Let My People Go holy day—completely omitted any mention of the hostages to position Palestinians as the sole victims of the conflict. It so clear that what it takes to qualify as a “Good Jew” is not just caring about groups in addition to Jews, but abandoning our own entirely. We have to assimilate and cut away pieces of our identity and so many in our community to fit into your framework.

Both sides are using Jews as a political football, and you’re just as much an example of this as Republicans. Just as Trump can take his false concern about Jews and shove it up his ass, so can you.

Am Yisrael

The Jewish people predates the concept of religion as a separate idea. “Faith” has very little to do with Jewish observance. There are obviously elements of Judaism that are religious, but that distinct categorization is external and does not describe Jewish collective identity.

Above I said “Jews have to assimilate and cut away pieces of our identity to fit into your framework”. That’s what Judaism-as-a-faith is. I put the comment about that in the tags rather than the body of the post because it’s a much less well-known by non-Jews, but that isn’t how the Jewish people have traditionally understood ourselves.

As Dara Horn puts it:

“Jews aren't a religion. There's millions of Jews who are secular Jews. Have you ever met a secular Mormon? There's an answer to who Jews are, and it's quite simple. We don't have to sit here and be like, ‘oh, are Jews a race or religion or nationality?’

Jews are a type of social group that was common in the ancient Near East, very uncommon in the West today; it's a joinable tribal group with a shared history, homeland and culture.

What I just said is a paragraph in English and in Hebrew it's one word that's two letters long: Am.”

This is the “Am” in “Am Yisrael” (the People/Nation of Israel), the endonym of the Jewish people.

It’s just… very clear from everything you’ve said that you haven’t spent any meaningful time around Jews or anyone who is even reasonably knowledgeable about us on anything past a surface level, and that doesn’t seem likely to change, because you keep spouting so many confidentiality wrong opinions about what we are/should be, while using fucking Nazi terminology to reverse the meaning of antisemitism on us, and not even taking a second to listen to us about us. You think you know who we are better than us. You don’t.

And this backpedaling to “oh I wasn’t talking about you” is bullshit. If you weren’t responding to the post why comment on it in the first place? Make your own damn post instead of making it my fucking problem. You saw a post talking about Zionism & decided to vomit up more of exactly the lies about Zionism I was refuting, and you just continue to double down on it.

I’m not responding to your other message. I don’t send anons. I’m not interested in wasting my time going back and forth debating your racist stochastic garbage full of the same 10 flimsy talking points. If you want to do better, start by shutting up and listening instead of telling us who we are or should be.

#AZAS #antisemitism #ask #jumblr

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going off your arcane bolt post and how it becomes spirit bolt in 2, what do you think is the distinction between the arcane and spirit schools? it's interesting that spells which were spirit in dao were moved to arcane to fill it out for da2 (mind blast, crushing prison) and the sort of overlap where both include various shielding methods 🤔

OUGH good question

so for reference for those less familiar, the arcane tree in dao is the very basic single tree with arcane bolt and arcane shield, and spirit is an entire school with two anti-magic trees, the walking bomb/necromancy tree, and the excellent and delightful telekinetic tree. in da2, arcane is a full tree featuring arcane shield, but also elemental weapons which it stole from the elemental/primal schools, and the telekinesis tree (mind blast, barrier, and crushing prison) which it’s stealing from spirit. the spirit tree has spirit bolt (the stolen version of arcane bolt), and then the spells it’s always had like dispel magic, death syphon, and walking bomb.

when you read the codex entries about the schools of magic in origins there are very distinctly four schools: primal, creation, spirit, entropy. the first thing i’d like to establish about my understanding is that these are artificially created distinctions and are not “real”, in the sense that mages trying to understand magic have created classifications to argue about as people love to do. by the way, i absolutely believe these arguments take place in-world, and i as the person who sticks their hand up in the back of the lecture and says “well school distinctions aren’t even REAL so—” am the annoying student that all senior enchanters hate to see coming

the second point i’d like to make is that even by the people who treat these classifications as fact, the school of spirit has the least clear boundaries of the four. it is described as an “esoteric” field of study and “the school of mystery, the ephemeral school”. translation: we don’t know what the fuck we’re talking about here. the school of spirit is said to draw its power from the fade itself, but of course that’s how all typical magic works, so theoretically all spells belong to the school of spirit. (now i sound like a spirit magic student who has beef with evokers who think they’re better than me.) but broadly spells that get categorised into the school of spirit tend to be ones where you’re not interfering with or creating anything “real”, you’re working directly with “magic itself”. so in origins it’s the spells that work directly with combating or destroying or stealing another mage’s magic reserves, it’s the necromancy tree which as we’ve seen with a lot of detail in later games uses spirits, and it’s the telekinesis tree which throws, crushes or protects with invisible force.

(with regard to the telekinesis tree and also the force magic specialisation: i have a pet theory that many centuries later when thedas discovers modern physics, we’d see a split between the school of spirit and some kind of school of forces now that we acknowledge the force crushing prison applies as something “real” rather than “just magic”. i don’t know enough about physics to develop that line of thought and i also wonder if the study of magic would have thrown away the entire system of schools by then but it’s just funny to me to imagine.)

another point to be made is that there’s also a lot of crossover between the school of spirit and the school of creation, the latter for example inexplicably containing the spell to have a wisp buddy in dao. and those two schools actually get fully put in the blender together for the diabolical dai approach to it all. but that’s a whole other can of worms.

to return to the arcane vs spirit question, you’ll have noticed that arcane is not any of the four basic schools, it doesn’t count as a school. you’ll also have noticed that arcane bolt and arcane shield, working purely with fadestuff and protective force, are absolutely spirit magic on the same grounds as the telekinesis tree. a tree which is so similar to arcane it gets recategorised as arcane in da2! i actually do not think there is any academic difference between arcane & spirit and i think arcane spells all get folded into spirit by anyone who is writing essays in-world (and it constantly pleases me that people are definitely writing essays in-world). so what is the difference, you ask? why are they separated in my skill trees? for practical application and training!

the real difference between arcane and spirit to Me is that arcane contains the fundamentals every single mage should know, and spirit is for eccentric researchers who crawl out of their libraries with a finished book once a decade, and who definitely aren’t even slightly possessed, they promise. arcane has the basic attack, the basic defense, and in da2 also contains the basic support. these are technical fundamentals. they’re going to be the first lessons you sat through as a kid even if you specialise in something else and never touch them again. and they are spirit spells because drawing on the power of the fade is the most basic definition of magic, even if the spells that requiring deeper understanding of the fade are also the most complicated field of study. when i’m assigning spells with character in mind (and i always have character in mind) i tend to put points in arcane for quite rigid/technical casters who would rely on those fundamentals and then points in spirit for those who truly study the fade. most mages would never have points in spirit but the type of mages who are in a protagonist’s party are not representational

so that’s what i think. in the normal number of paragraphs. and to get slightly meta my favourite hc about the da2 skill trees less exactly matching the academic rigour of dao skill trees is that you and your mage companions are all apostates and the way you think about magic is different and more fluid even if it draws on the same principles. ok thats my stance cutting myself off byeee

#thank you for indulging me and also being niceys on my post i rlly appreciated ur tags!! 🩷

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RNN | The treacherous Palestinian Authority decided to cut the salaries of prisoners and freed prisoners based on "security reasons". It is worth noting that many current and former prisoners have spent years in the occupation prisons and are suffering from serious health conditions that require constant medical treatment.

Previously, PA President Mahmoud Abbas issued a decree canceling the stipends to families of martyrs, prisoners, and the wounded. This came only a few weeks after the PA Security Forces' military campaign in the northern West Bank against the resistance, tied to $680 million of aid from the United States in exchange for fighting the resistance in Jenin.

Below are the reactions to this act of treachery, including from the fired former head of the Palestinian Prisoners' and Ex-Prisoners' Affairs Commission, Qadura Fares.

Qadura Fares:

"The non-payment of salaries to 1,612 prisoners is a violation of the Palestinian people’s legacy of struggle, and a breach of the traditions, customs, and systems that the national movement has upheld for over 60 years.

This direction is inconsistent with the Palestinian people’s path of resistance, which is based on a commitment to the families of prisoners, the wounded, and the martyrs.

For the families of martyrs, prisoners, and the wounded to live in poverty is a disgrace to all Palestinians.

Responsibility falls on the Palestinian factions, organized groups, and the families of martyrs and prisoners to act and push to stop and cancel this decision."

Secretary-General of the Palestinian National Initiative, Mustafa Barghouti:

“The prisoners are among those who have sacrificed the most, alongside the martyrs. Their rights must be preserved in a way that upholds their dignity and protects their families. We call for the disbursement of prisoners’ allowances in full, to everyone, without discrimination.”

Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine:

"Cutting prisoners’ salaries based on security recommendations is a national crime and a stab in the back of the Palestinian struggle. We condemn this dangerous decision taken by the Palestinian Authority through the “Tamkeen” Foundation.

This decision represents a blatant submission to "israeli" and American conditions and dictates.

We affirm that turning the prisoners’ cause into a humanitarian or social aid file—measured by calorie intake as indicated in humiliating application forms—is a direct insult to the sacrifices of the prisoners. These forms reveal a mindset that turns its back on the prisoners and aligns with security coordination agreements, far removed from any national or revolutionary affiliation.

We hold the Palestinian Authority and the “Tamkeen” Foundation fully responsible for this humiliating and unjust policy against the prisoners and their families. We call for its immediate reversal and demand the payment of salaries to released prisoners without any conditions or restrictions, as this is a legitimate right that must not be subject to blackmail or political or security classification.

We call on our people and all active forces to raise their voices loudly in rejection of this dangerous approach, and to reaffirm the status of the prisoners as a symbol of resilience and resistance—not as a social burden to be discarded.

Glory to the prisoners and the released, shame and disgrace to those who undermine their dignity and rights, and victory to our people and their valiant resistance."

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redbootsindoriath · 3 months ago

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A couple of sketches related to those semi-fantasy characters I posted yesterday. Both of these were supposed to be given final lineart and possibly even colors (or at least some minimal shading) but then I got lazy and didn't finish them. The sketches are still a thing though.

#the world isn't in your books and maps #my trash #past tarva speaks #/end classification tags #there was a sort of story that went along with the characters but it was one of those things you just don't bother writing down #the knight getting stabbed in the back in the first drawing isn't from the lineup by the way #i didn't include the villains in there #and that's one of the villains #side note but i really want the boots from the second drawing #they look so comfortable and practical #which is a big deal for me to say #i am generally an advocate against foot prison and yet i would gladly wear those boots

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literaryvein-reblogs · 5 months ago

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hii I love your stuff can you make writing notes about volcanoes I wanted to write abt them for my writing project and I'm having a hard time on in thx ^^

Writing Notes: Volcanoes

Volcano - vent in the crust of Earth or another planet or satellite, from which issue eruptions of molten rock, hot rock fragments, and hot gases.

Volcanoes are Earth's geologic architects.

They've created more than 80 percent of our planet's surface, laying the foundation that has allowed life to thrive.

Their explosive force crafts mountains as well as craters.

Lava rivers spread into bleak landscapes.

But as time ticks by, the elements break down these volcanic rocks, liberating nutrients from their stony prisons and creating remarkably fertile soils that have allowed civilizations to flourish.

Some 75% of the world's active volcanoes are positioned around the ring of fire.

It is a 25,000-mile long, horseshoe-shaped zone that stretches from the southern tip of South America across the West Coast of North America, through the Bering Sea to Japan, and on to New Zealand.

This region is where the edges of the Pacific and Nazca plates butt up against an array of other tectonic plates.

Importantly, however, the volcanoes of the ring aren't geologically connected.

In other words, a volcanic eruption in Indonesia is not related to one in Alaska, and it could not stir the infamous Yellowstone supervolcano.

Active – volcanoes known to have erupted during historical times. (Total Number = 529)

Dormant – volcanoes that have not erupted during historical times, but will probably erupt again. (Total Number = 1,340)

Extinct – volcanoes that are unlikely to erupt again.

The 3 Classic Types of Volcanoes

TYPE — SIZE — LIFESPAN

Cinder Cone — Small (<1,000 ft; 330 m tall) — Short (single eruption of a few months)

Composite Volcano — Large (usually between 6,500 and 20,000 ft; 2,000-3,000 m tall) — Long (hundreds of thousands of years)

Shield Volcano — Very large (up to a maximum of 33,000 ft; 10,000 m tall) — Very long (up to a million years or longer)

Different shapes of volcanoes have different kinds of eruptions.

The most explosive eruptions come from stratovolcanoes, like the Augustine Volcano in Alaska. When they erupt, stratovolcanoes blow huge columns of gas and ash into the air that can collapse in hot, fast-moving clouds called pyroclastic flows.

A shield volcano, like Mauna Kea in Hawaii, has gentle slopes formed by oozing, runny lava. The magma is low in silica and low in gas, so it doesn’t erupt explosively.

A lava dome, like the one of Chaitén Volcano in Chile, forms when thick lava oozes from a vent, piles up, and cools into a steep mound. The lava is thick because it’s high in silica, and it oozes instead of explodes because it’s low in gas. Sometimes lava domes form after explosive eruptions.

A cinder cone volcano, like Tavurvur in Papua New Guinea, forms when erupted fragments harden and fall to the ground, accumulating around the vent in a cone shape. The lava is low in silica, so the lava is runny. High gas levels make for the explosive eruptions that send it flying. Cinder cones typically form at the beginning of eruptions, and lava flow follows.

Olympus Mons - a giant shield volcano on Mars. It is believed to be the largest volcano in the solar system. The entire island of Hawaii would fit in its caldera.

In more-detailed classification schemes based on character of eruption, volcanic activity and volcanic areas are commonly divided into 6 major types, shown schematically in the diagram. They are listed as follows in order of increasing degree of explosiveness:

Icelandic

Hawaiian

Strombolian

Vulcanian

Pelean

Plinian

There are different types of volcanic eruptive events, including:

pyroclastic explosions, with is fast-moving hot gas and volcanic matter

hot ash releases

lava flows

gas emissions

glowing avalanches, when gas and ashes release.

Volcanic eruptions can also cause secondary events, such as floods, landslides and mudslides, if there are accompanying rain, snow or melting ice.

Hot ashes can also start wildfires.

Volcanic eruptions can impact climate change through emitting volcanic gases like sulfur dioxide, which causes global cooling, and volcanic carbon dioxide, which has the potential to promote global warming.

Features and Erupted Material

Viscosity: The resistance of a material (usually a fluid) to flow. Example of comparison would be the higher resistance to flow of cake batter compared to water.

Lava Flow: Lava flow is thin at the top of the cone, while lava pooled at the base is very thick. When eruptions end, erosion processes start on the cooled lava, including glacier erosion, flowing water, rockfall, and landslides. The volcano will only grow in size if the amount/volume of lava erupted is more than the amount that is lost to erosion.

Volcanic Gases: Most gases originate in the mantle and are transported to the crust and surface by complex interactions with magma and rocks along the way. In general, gases are dissolved in the magma. At shallow depths, as pressure on the magma decreases, gases leave the magma. The gases can interact with surrounding rocks or continue to the surface. The most common volcanic gases are: Water Vapor (H2O), Carbon Dioxide (CO2), and Sulfur Dioxide (SO2). Gases can be both dissolved in the magma chamber and also emitted from volcanoes at the surface. It’s the dissolved gases cause volcanoes to erupt.

A magma chamber contains high pressure and dissolved gases.

The density contrast between the magma and the surrounding rock causes more buoyant magma to rise. As the magma rises, the dissolved gases start to come out of the liquid and form bubbles.

As the bubbles grow and increase in volume, it causes the magma to became more buoyant and ascend closer to the surface, allowing the overlying pressure to decrease and produce magmatic foam.

When the pressure in the bubbles is greater than the pressure of the overlying rock, then the chamber will burst causing a volcanic eruption.

The viscosity, temperature and composition of the magma determine whether the explosion is explosive or effusive.

More Features and Erupted Material

Silica: Influences lava viscosity and overall shape of the volcano. Silica molecules form a strong bond that permits entrapment of volcanic gases and promotes explosive volcanic eruptions. Low-silican magmas allow rapid escape of gases and low-explosivity eruptions. Other factors that control magma viscosity include the temperature, gas, water content and the amount of crystals in the magma.

Color: Color and texture of lava vary considerably depending on cooling conditions. Lava rocks at high temperatures appear red to orange in color but cool quickly to shades of red (due to oxidation) and gray.

Sound: Witnesses of slow-moving, partially cooled lava flows report sounds similar to breaking of glass and pottery, caused by the splintering of the cooled outer skin of the lava flow. In contrast, the passing of a pyroclastic flow is eerily quiet. Some people say this is because its sound energy is absorbed within the billowing ash cloud.

Smell: Observers of lava flows report a slight sulfur smell in the air and the odor of burning vegetation.

Texture: Lava at Mount Rainier is not as fluid as lava at the volcanoes on Hawai'i, where lava flows sometimes resemble hot molasses, nor is it as viscous as lava at Mount St. Helens.

Tephra: Fragmental material produced by a volcanic eruption regardless of composition, fragment size or emplacement mechanism. Also referred to as pyroclasms (airborne), and pyroclastic flows (on ground) and rocks. Tephra can stay in the stratosphere for days to weeks following an eruption. It can also reflect light and heat from the sun back into the atmosphere. Tephra mixed with precipitation can also be acidic and cause acidic rain and snowfall. Tephra is made up of ash (fragments of pulverized rock, minerals and volcanic glass), volcanic blocks (a mass of molten rock), and lapilli (little broken up pieces of molten or semi-molten lava ejected from eruption).

Other Types of Volcanic Rock

If a rhyolite lava flow cools quickly, it can quickly freeze into a black glassy substance called obsidian. When filled with bubbles of gas, and usually with explosive eruptions, the same lava will form pumice. If the same lave is allowed to cool slowly…it will form a light-colored, uniformly solid rock called rhyolite.

Pumice most commonly forms with rhyolite lava flows, though it has formed from dacite and andacite. flows as well. It is so lightweight, it will float on water.

Obsidian has been used for centuries in many countries for things such as weapons and art.

The shape and size of a volcano are controlled by several factors

The volume of volcanic products

The interval length between eruptions

The composition of volcanic products

The variety of volcanic eruption types

The geometry of the vent

The environment into which the volcanic products are erupted

Overall, 44 volcanoes were in continuing eruption status as of 23 December 2024.

An eruption marked as "continuing" does not always mean persistent daily activity, but indicates at least intermittent eruptive events without a break of 3 months or more.

There are typically 40-50 continuing eruptions, and out of those generally around 20 will be actively erupting on any particular day (though detailed statistics on daily activity is not usually kept).

Health concerns after a volcanic eruption include:

Infectious disease

Respiratory illness

Burns

Injuries from falls

Vehicle accidents related to the slippery, hazy conditions caused by ash

When warnings are heeded, the chances of adverse health effects from a volcanic eruption are very low.

Volcanic Ash. Exposure to ash can be harmful. Ash is gritty, abrasive, sometimes corrosive, and always unpleasant. Small ash particles can abrade (scratch) the front of the eye. Ash particles may contain crystalline silica, a material that causes a respiratory disease called silicosis.

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Thanks so much! Do go through the links above for more details I wasn't able to include here. Hope this helps with your writing :)

#volcano #writing reference #writeblr #literature #worldbuilding #writers on tumblr #dark academia #spilled ink #writing prompt #creative writing #writing advice #writing inspiration #light academia #writing ideas #writing resources

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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year ago

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The Self-Fulfilling Prophecy

"When individuals are treated as though they have certain characteristics, whether they actually have them or not, they are likely to develop such characteristics or have them magnified because of the the treatment. This phenomenon frequently occurs when prisoners are classified as recalcitrant and placed in lockup units. Many persons who were minor troublemakers, or who were mistakenly believed to be intensely or intimately involved in prohibited activities (such as gang activities), have been placed in the lockup units where they have actually fulfilled the prophecy—they have become serious troublemakers or gang members.

Several processes accomplish this transformation. In the first place, many prisoners are frustrated, angered, and imbued with a sense of injustice when they believe they have been unfairly placed in lockup. As previously mentioned, the process of classifying prisoners to lockup is often based on hearsay. Administrators have always felt a great need to cultivate and rely on information supplied by informers. They have regularly accepted anonymous information (“notes dropped”) and have often coerced prisoners into supplying information on other prisoners. For example, administrators usually require a prisoner who is seeking protection or is trying to drop out of a gang to name those who threatened him or were involved in prohibited activities, such as gang activities.

Administrators also have offered significant incentives, such as transfers, letters to the parole board, and placement in protective custody, to informants in exchange for information. Though some of the information supplied by informers is reliable, much is not. The new forms of disruption that prison administrations have been trying to control through the use of informants erupted simultaneously with the loss of cohesion among prisoners and a weakening of the convict code, which dictated, above all, not to snitch. A new ethic based on the principle of everyone for himself, or “dog eat dog,” has emerged. Informing for self-gain is consistent with this new ethic and has become much more commonplace. Prisoners even approve of falsely accusing others for self-gain.

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Once in the lockup units, the prisoners experience the extraordinary deprivations inherent in lockup status and frequently witness or are subjected to additional abuse perpetrated by lockup guards who express their extreme racism and general hostility toward lockup prisoners. This harassment further enrages many prisoners..."

- John Irwin, The Warehouse Prison: Disposal of the New Dangerous Class. Afterword by Barbara Owen. Los Angeles: Roxbury Publishing Company, 2005. p. 140-142.

#prison violence #prison administration #effects of incarceration #life inside #supermax prisons #prison spy #prison lockup #american prison system #criminology #penology #john irwin #the warehouse prison #reading 2024 #academic quote #history of crime and punishment #classification and segregation

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transfemme-shelterdog · 14 days ago

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Re that ask you got about the transmasc lad getting beaten at a protest

As a British transfem just have to say yeah I agree like yes we're the ones getting most of the hate an vitriol in the media and on the surface the ruling seems intended primarily to legitimise violence against us, transmascs were literally legally unpersoned by the ruling so somehow getting the worst of it despite not being intended to be the primary targets like fuck I mean yes I've been terrified to go out in public since the ruling but atleast I've not been literally unpersoned I'm seen as a man in the eyes of the law (the implicit threat being if I or any trans woman steps out of line we'll spend the rest of our lives being pink coded in a mens prison) but it's worse for transmascs apparently the ruling declares trans mascs on t can't be classed as men but nor are they women in eyes of the law (testosterone is apparently that evil to the terfs funding this shit) and as the UK government has never accepted non binary folks existence the guys basically have no legal classification or rights on paper anyhow not actually sure how shit'll play out in practice

Yeah it's a shitshow and it's honestly sad that people think the UKSC ruling only affects trans women and transfems.

Try thinking for once people, please.

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magicalmanhattanproject · 2 years ago

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okay all of tubbo's cooking all in one place

"why was i in the ice prison?" [classified] "who can undo that classification?"

[4:59 PM]also classified but it was a good question

[5:00 PM]"who builds the buildings in the federation?" "the federation" "how many people are in the federation?" "classified"

[5:00 PM]"Is your favorite word classified?" "hahaha yes"

"do the eggs hatch?" "maybe" "what do you mean maybe? do you not know?" "hahaha"

[5:02 PM]"where do hte eggs go when they die?" "hahaha" "can the eggs get their lives back?" "classified" "so i'm not hearing a no"

"how may eggs are there?" "classified" "what's the point of the wall? it doesn't go very far" "hahaha"

[5:04 PM]"are we on good, bad , neutral terms?" "yes"

"re there any residents who are not enjoying hte island?" "the island is perfect"

[5:05 PM]"you give experimenting on children energy" "is the island perfect for you or me :)"

[5:06 PM]"Do you have autonomy or free will?" "hahaha"

he is Fucking Cooking

[5:07 PM]he keeps pressing on the free will question

[5:07 PM]"do you have free will?" "maybe"

[5:08 PM]this is hte most cucu lore we've gotten in a while

"how many islands does the federation own?" "classified" "there's more than one island! okay!" "classified" "the fact you're saying classified speaks volumes"

[5:09 PM]and that finally made cucu run off

#sorrelposting #qsmp #tubbo #qsmp tubbo #cucurucho

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seafoamreadings · 9 months ago

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week of september 29th, 2024

these are written predominantly for the *rising* signs but they are also intuitively "channeled" enough that they should work for any dominant energy you have! (try your sun if you don't know rising, or more advanced readers can try moon, anywhere you have a stellium, etc and see what works best for you!)

aries: eclipse season reaches its big climax this week with a new moon solar eclipse in your relationship house. expect volatility, changes, and some manner of drama in partnerships and your relationship with the people you interact with.

taurus: this is the type of week where the best thing you can do (and it WILL be productive and even fun, probably!) is to feel your feelings and then move on about your life. you can't do just one or the other, it has to be both. rather you can but... it's not going to go nearly as well.

gemini: the eclipse can bring weirdness (in the sense of "wyrd") to all the things you've been doing for fun lately, especially where other people are involved. don't try to make it a good thing or a bad thing, just be open to change, and to being changed.

cancerians: this week's eclipse is a very libran period, and the most fitting activity for you now is to be at home, or at least in comfortable places, as much as possible. it's not so much that you're avoiding the madness, but that will be the place you best deal with it for now. when you have to leave that sanctum, so what you can to keep yourself feeling at home wherever you are. this is really one of the strengths of your sign, after all!

leo: try not to allow a rupture with a relationship in your nearby environment, such as with a sibling or a neighbor. it is also not the ideal time for publishing, or for posting to social media. but other cathartic writing will be transformative for you in positive ways, especially if it is quite private.

virgo: after that last eclipse, this week's solar eclipse in libra is likely to be much smaller stuff. the big takeaway is to be cautious with money and resources - if you can do this, any major harm is likely to be easily averted.

libra: much is taking place in your sign these days but what you really are best off focusing on this week is the solar new moon eclipse in your sign. you're going through a major change, and you may be doing it alone, like the sort of tired metaphor of a caterpillar in its chrysalis. you don't have to know why it's happening, just have faith that you will emerge into a sort of new life, with new powers and new skills and even new people surrounding you. what is cast off now is not needed in that future.

scorpio: this week's solar eclipse is the big news for most everyone. for you it falls in your 12th house. expect secrets to be revealed, whether you were the one trying to keep things hushed up, or whether it was kept from you. developments may also occur around hospitals or prisons, literally or perhaps metaphorically.

sagittarius: really not the best week here to be going out with friends, unless you are up for some drama. if you're not 100% down for that, consider some cautious solo adventures, or a restful week at home.

capricorn: primarily you are focused on career or some other facet of your public image pretty much all week. not every development will be favorable, but some of them will be! and you have the grace and skill to get through all of it with poise.

aquarius: plans around academics, spirituality, long-distance travel, and philosophy are fickle under this coming eclipse and the rest of the astrology of this week. be flexible, and be open to the possibility that inconveniences now become treasures later on.

pisces: your sign's stereotype of naivete can come into play this week for sure. but fight that classification by exercising extreme caution around sharing your resources or lending or borrowing money. this is not a time to merge households, cut corners, or even give a friend twenty bucks if you expect to ever get it back. (but a gift from the heart is not naive, that's much more along the lines of your good qualities!)

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