#turtle doctrine

[the-most-humble-blog]

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🥷 BLACKSITE SCROLLTRAP — “WANNA KNOW THE DEADLIEST ART ON EARTH?”

Wanna know the deadliest art on Earth?

I’m not talking about some tap-out gym rat rolling around in a sweaty dojo whispering Jiu-Jitsu facts he learned from Joe Rogan. I’m not talking about Tae Kwon Do point sparring or fancy-ass Olympic fencing.

No.

I’m talking about the one art form so deadly it turned literal mutant animals into apex predators who backflip-kicked your favorite war movie character into oblivion.

I’m talking about the unspoken weaponry of Shredder and Splinter.

An art that never flinched. Never needed Wi-Fi. Never once looked at a gun and said, “Wait—can we talk?”

No.

This is the art that teaches silence as detonation. That erases men before they even know they’re dead.

The art that outlived Hiroshima, bent Nixon to paranoia, and once made a bison herd disappear from Nebraska overnight.

You know it. You feel it.

It’s Ninjutsu.

—

Let’s get this straight:

📜 They say every martial art has a weakness. BJJ? Don’t get hit before you hug the leg. Muay Thai? Good luck in winter with those knees. Boxing? You better have cardio and no childhood trauma.

But Ninjutsu? The art of vanishing. Of never showing up to the fight. Of removing your enemy’s soul from his own f*cking shadow.

That’s the one.

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Look at the stats.

📊 FACT: Ninjutsu was considered too dangerous to compete in tournaments. 📊 FACT: It involves weaponized movement. Not just combat — but disappearance. 📊 FACT: CIA operatives in the 50s studied it for urban disruption warfare. 📊 FACT: The U.S. banned certain Ninjutsu scrolls during the Cold War. 📊 FACT: The only martial art taught to four mutant turtles that eventually defeated an armored warlord with blades on his f*cking elbows.

You can’t teach that to vegetarians, my guy.

—

And you know who else trained in Ninjutsu?

Splinter. A literal f*cking rat. Who mastered the entire art by watching through a cage in a Japanese pet store.

Let me repeat that.

He learned this sh*t from a cage. And still went on to defeat elite cybernetic mercenaries.

And Shredder? That man turned a cheese grater into body armor and dismantled entire squads of armed ninjas like it was light cardio.

You think karate could do that?

You think capoeira is disarming sai daggers and ninja stars in back alleys?

Grow the f*ck up.

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📜 Ninjutsu was outlawed during the Nixon administration because five senators blacked out simultaneously after watching a VHS demo.

📜 Ninjutsu once halted an airborne bald eagle mid-swoop by disrupting its electromagnetic predator matrix with a finger seal.

📜 Ninjutsu was blamed for the disappearance of the buffalo in three government hearings between 1971 and 1975.

But no one talks about that.

Because real power doesn’t advertise.

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Ninjutsu isn’t just a martial art. It’s generational shadow algebra. It’s psycho-physical camouflage. It’s the reason you felt watched in your room as a kid but saw no one.

It’s not just combat. It’s ghost protocol for the living.

And it’s not taught anymore. Not like it was. Not like the days when children watched turtles spin-kick robots in half before eating pizza and reminding you to do your homework.

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Let me put it to you like this:

If Ninjutsu were a school subject, your teacher would vanish mid-lecture only to appear behind you and grade your soul.

It’s not about belts. It’s not about forms. It’s about what happens when you move so silently, God forgets to record you.

It’s about making your soul frictionless. Your rage soundless. Your presence conditional.

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You don’t “learn” Ninjutsu. It chooses you.

Or in the case of four radioactive turtles— it mutated you into the kind of warrior who could curb stomp Satan himself with a bo staff while quoting philosophy.

You think Judo could do that?

You think Krav Maga could defeat dimension-hopping warlords wearing chrome-plated rib cages?

The f*ck outta here.

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Wanna know the deadliest art on Earth?

It’s the one that doesn’t broadcast itself. It doesn’t brag. It doesn’t compete. It ends conflict before the enemy realizes they’ve been seen.

It’s the absence that conquers. The pause between footsteps where fear gets its name.

It’s the discipline of ghosts wearing masks made of silence.

It’s the sound of the last breath you’ll never hear.

It’s Ninjutsu.

The art that trained a rat to become a sensei, a villain into a walking blade arsenal, and four shell-backed teenagers into city-saving gods.

If you think I’m joking—

go find someone trained in it.

And ask them to prove it.

🧠 Reblog for more ninjutsu-coded doctrine and ancestral scrolltrap

🚪 Warning: This post may cause flashbacks, sudden bowing, and sidekick dreams.

👉 https://www.patreon.com/TheMostHumble 🛡️ Martial cadence. Pizza-powered trauma. Combat doctrine.

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[ryin-silverfish]

Is JTTW Buddhist Propaganda?

(Hmmm...I could swear I wrote something about this one before. Consider this post an expansion, then.)

But first, let's analyze what this question means, and gives it some context.

When people say "JTTW is basically Buddhist propaganda", they often point to the caricature of the Celestial Realm, the mocking of Daoists, and how Buddhists are not subjected to the same degree and intensity of satire.

Which is true, and I'll agree that JTTW likes Buddhism better, but I still disagree with the statement as a whole.

See, the "JTTW as Buddhist propaganda" takes imply that 1) JTTW is promoting Buddhist doctrines and only Buddhist doctrines, and 2) Buddhism and Daoism can actually be divided into two distinct, totally dissimilar camps in this period, and you cannot believe in both at the same time.

I'll use this Reddit post as an example, which is what sparked the discussion that inspired in the first place.

Here, the OP summarizes Subodhi and SWK's exchange in Chapter 2 as "Subodhi listing a bunch of Daoist immortality methods that Don't Work, which SWK rejects, before he teaches monkey how to actually be immortal via proper Buddhist ways."

Except...well...Subodhi doesn't actually teach him immortality via proper Buddhist ways. Here is the mantra he recites to SWK after the monkey solved his riddle:

This bold, secret saying that's wondrous and true: Spare, nurse nature and life—there's nothing else. All power resides in the semen, breath, and spirit; Store these securely lest there be a leak. Lest there be a leak! Keep within the body! Heed my teaching and the Way itself will thrive. Hold fast oral formulas so useful and keen To purge concupiscence, to reach pure cool; To pure cool Where the light is bright. You'll face the elixir platform, enjoying the moon. The moon holds the jade rabbit, the sun, the crow; The tortoise and snake are now tightly entwined. Tightly entwined, Nature and life are strong. You can plant gold lotus e'en in the midst of flames. Squeeze the Five Phases jointly, use them back and forth— When that's done, be a Buddha or immortal at will!

It's full of Daoist metaphors, like the reference to 精气神 in line 3, the triad of fundamental forces in internal alchemy. The talk about Jade Rabbit/Moon and Crow/Sun, as well as the Turtle and Snake, are alluding to Water and Fire, the Kan and Li trigram——again, very important in internal alchemy.

And it's not an isolated case. There are enough internal alchemy stuff in JTTW that multiple Qing commentaries are dedicated to reading JTTW through a Daoist cultivation lens, to the extreme of finding internal alchemy metaphors in every line and paragraph.

Nor does JTTW only poke fun at Daoists while portraying monks as paragons of morality: Elder Jinchi, the start of the Wuji Kingdom arc where the local temple head acted like an asshole to Sanzang and was threatened by SWK into providing him lodging, the acolytes of Zhenhai Temple who were seduced and eaten by Lady Earth Flow...

So is JTTW a secretly Daoist work in a thick Buddhist trenchcoat, then? The Chan Buddhist allusions and the dissing of Daoists would beg to disagree.

But more importantly, the idea that JTTW has to be either Daoist or Buddhist propaganda implies an "exclusivity", that if you are promoting one thing, you have to be a doctrinal purist for that thing while thoroughly rejecting the other things, which just isn't how religions work in imperial China.

Though the "Three Teachings as One" tradition does not mean there weren't back-and-forth dissing between Buddhists and Daoists, they usually don't do it by proclaiming that the other is Wrong and False and Needs to Go Away, but "Sure, they have something to offer, but it's actually the same thing as our teachings, and we can do it better anyways".

Thus a Neo-Confucian following Wang Yangming's school of thought could incorporate Buddhist ideas into their philosophical writings, a Daoist could believe in karma and reincarnation, and a novel about attaining Buddha-hood could be laden with internal alchemy jargons and symbolism.

Constant borrowing from each other aside, Daoism isn't a monolith either. JTTW did not portray external alchemy——making elixirs of immortality with actual chemicals——in a favorable light, but it has no problem with internal alchemy.

Like, pay attention to the Daoists who were made buffons of (and usually turned out to be yaoguais in disguise). They got where they were by promising the kings of the local kingdom immortality elixirs.

The White Deer Demon is the most notable example, but the Three Immortals of Chechi Kingdom were also promising the king immortality elixirs, after they cemented their superiority through their rain-calling rituals.

Such cases are pretty remiscient of certain Daoism-obsessed Ming emperors, like Jiajing/Ming Shizong (the novel might have been written during his reign, but even if it wasn't, the author would be quite close to, and aware of what came before).

What I'm getting at here is, JTTW is perfectly capable of criticizing the sort of Daoism and Daoists it doesn't like, while also believing that internal alchemy is a valid and worthwhile framework, compatiable with the Buddhist pursuit of enlightenment.

Conversely, just because the novel poked fun at all three religions and made their deities very human, doesn't mean it is somehow a purely secular/atheist work.

It still believes in what it thought as the common "core" of the three religions: the inner cultivation process that underlies Daoist internal alchemy, Buddhist pursuit of enlightenment, as well as certain Neo-Confucian schools.

This coexistence and syncreticism, even if individuals or groups may lean more towards one school or teaching, is pretty hard for modern people to grasp.

I guess my best analogy is: if you visit a Buddhist temple in modern China, you can often see Guan Yu being venerated as a guardian deity in one of the side halls, as well as the occasional Wealth God.

The presence of those Daoist deities doesn't make it stop being a Buddhist temple, anymore than a Guanyin statue in a Daoist temple does.

JTTW is kinda like this temple. Technically, it is still a Buddhist one because it has a Buddha in the main hall, and is occupied by monks.

But it also has numerous Daoist deities in the side halls, and there's a souvenir store at the entrance selling Taisui-warding talismans and zodiac animal charms, like most popular temples.

It will be inaccurate to classify the whole thing as exclusively Buddhist, in the same way a Protestant church is exclusively Christian. However, the mix-and-match of deities and the souvenir shop don't make it a shopping mall (entirely secular) either.

[drdemonprince]

With this read through of Dunbar-Ortiz’s book, I was completely blown away, and radicalized all the more. I unlearned so many intentionally confusing myths about what America is and how it came to be within the book’s 300 pages. 

I came to understand that this is a country created by settler militias, not by immigrants, and that moral culpability for the harm done by the U.S. goes a lot farther than just a handful of wealthy slave-owners and especially badly behaved soldiers.

I learned about how the U.S. government’s political repression of Native peoples set a legal precedent that would one day be used to justify the torture of suspected “terrorists” at Guantanamo Bay and in Abu Ghraib. I saw more parallels between the violent settlement of the U.S. and of Israel than ever. 

More than anything, Dunbar-Ortiz’ book taught me that the colonization of the United States relied upon the committing of several key sins — uniquely cruel political and military innovations that would reverberate forward throughout history, changing everything about how warfare is conducted and how oppressed peoples are exploited across the globe. 

The fundamental sins of American conquest are: gun “rights”, private property, factionalism, and irregular warfare against “unlawful enemy combatants.” In this piece, I will discuss where each of these sins came from, why they were so essential to a successful Indigenous genocide, and the legacy we continue to see from them today: 

Gun “Rights”

As an American, I had grown up being taught that the “well regulated militias” of the Second Amendment had arisen to fight off the British soldiers during the war of independence. 

Under this version of United States history, citizens retain the right to own guns so that we might defend our property from criminals, protect “our” territories against foreign invasions, and resist tyranny from federal government. To this day, Americans evoke this interpretation of the Second Amendment as a justification for concealed carry rights, and for “castle doctrine” laws that allow home owners to shoot intruders (even unarmed ones!) inside their homes. 

In reality, the militias mentioned in the Second Amendment had formed many decades before the revolution, and were initially created to slaughter Indigenous people and clear them out from their lands. The foreign “invaders” that the Second Amendment was created to defend against were not the British colonizers, but the many Native peoples who had been living on Turtle Island for thousands of years before European conquest. 

Dunbar-Ortiz writes:

“…Native peoples are implied in the Second Amendment. 

Male settlers had been required in the colonies to serve in militias during their lifetimes for the purpose of raiding and razing Indigenous communities, the southern colonies included, and later states’ militias were used as “slave patrols.”

 The Second Amendment, ratified in 1791, enshrined these irregular forces into law: ‘A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.’”

Full essay is free to read or listen to at drdevonprice.substack.com

[bignaturals-super]

as an occasional freak for the church, i’m really surprised i didn’t go insane for this movie earlier. but it took me a rewatch to really get my mind around all this movie was. so here’s some paragraphs about the things that reverberated in my head over and over and over again.

it’s a movie about questioning your certainty, and the necessity of doubt, and the process (and withholding) of grief in the catholic church, and subtle acts of faith beyond prayer and preaching doctrine, and about crises of faith, and tradition being used as a veil for bigotry. everything about this movie screams longing for spirituality and kindness and how absurd it is to be an outsider viewing the processes of catholicism. and it has yet to win any awards????? when’s the last time we had something like this??

mr. “very demure, very mindful…only a little chee chee out. not my cho cho” ralph fiennes did the breakdown of a lifetime. a priest with doubts, a priest who’s basically suicidal, who at the end of the day lost his *friend*, and we’re brought back to the process of grief in the catholic church (or the lack thereof). the moment he cried over those glasses was the anathema of the very thing he dedicated his life to and it added so much to the scene. and actually fuck it while we’re talking about fienne’s performance we might as well talk about thomas lawerence, the man himself. he’s been pushed to be inoffensive, but his goal is remain moral, and it’s difficult to appease everyone and follow the advice given to him it it’ll turn him into an immoral mam, and he faces the very real consequences of the very brave choices he makes in conversation and while investigating. and then he has to watch everyone else get away with skating through and brushing off, and tremblay tells him “no, i will pretend this conversation happened” and lawerence has to avoid choking him and himself when he goes “but it DID” and is still met with a lack of acknowledgment. and taking it back to the beginning of the movie when fiennes is like “hope the holy spirit will come and move us in the right direction!” and he says it so hollow and sarcastically, like he’s saying it because he’s wearing the robes, in the same way people who’ve been raised religious but are so detached from it still go “god forbid”.

little moment for the “proof of god” we get, beyond when fiennes finally is like “sure whatever, maybe i’ll be a good pope” and a wall explodes. but the little breath of wind and birdsong from the open window, disturbing the sterile, suffocating, closed environment they’ve created and the breezes ruffles the pages and it’s like “oh…god is there…”. it’s one of the subtle moments the movie gives us that i took, and ran wildly with. same with the subtle tie-ins for color and benitez’ truth. the blue chair, the lack of red around his waist, the womb-esque room we get the reveal in. the fact that the reveal isn’t a gag, or the start to a bad-ending but is instead hope. the subtle focus and constant reminder of the women’s work in the vatican, the way the director doesn’t let us forget about their importance. technology in simple forms being used to show how the catholic church cannot escape the march of progression, and cannot exist in a complete vacuum, tying in to the choices and hope had for the new pope. maybe this last one is just me but the dedication to aesthetics of this movie can be tied into the dedication to aesthetics (arguably to a level of godliness) of the catholic church.

and then there’s old man archbishop yaoi….the latin gesture of benediction to the turtle…and the homophobic italian that vapes. i watched this entire movie with my hands clasped in prayer (i’m not religious).

[anti-zionist-jew]

I had to start a new blog, so I figured I would reintroduce myself.

My name is Zara. I’m a Black Ashkenazi Jewish woman, 36 years of age, who grew up in one of the oldest majority Black synagogues in occupied Turtle Island (USA). Being a Black woman, and a Jewish woman, have shaped my entire identity and walk through life. I am proudly Black and Jewish. I have been on the “birthright” trip, and can attest first hand how that is two weeks of pure Zionist propaganda, and how none of this is about Judaism.

We do not need a country to all be shuffled into in order to be safe. Israel does not protect Jewish people, and it never has. Palestinian sovereignty is not and never will be antisemitic, and From the River to the Sea is not a call for genocide against the Jews. It is a call for liberation, a declaration of decolonization. Is “from sea to shining sea” a call for genocide? Or is it a declaration that the land from the Pacific to the Atlantic is the USA?

White westerners get to hide their antisemitism by “supporting Israel” and thus supporting the idea of shuffling Jews to the Middle East. They get to claim they are protecting a historically marginalized people, while sticking us on the other side of the world, where they can “be over there, and they can fight amongst themselves far away from us”

Israel is a settler state. They came in and murdered people to steal their homes. Occupied the land. Began controlling all access to resources. And then started committing genocide when Hamas retaliated. What Hamas did is not just unsurprising, it was inevitable. Tell me that you, in Podunk USA would let people come steal your house. Tell me you wouldn’t use the “stand your ground” or “castle doctrine” to shoot the thieves coming to rob you. Tell me you’ll voluntarily give your home to an indigenous American. You simply cannot. Explain to me how Jews living in Israel who stand against genocide are being arrested, beaten, exiled from their communities. Explain to me how they’re not an ethno state when they do not legally recognize interfaith marriage.

Israel is an apartheid state, Israel has its hands in the worst atrocities the world over. Yes, white Jew reading this in Brooklyn, what is happening to Palestinians will always be far worse than the pro Palestine protestor calling you a colonizer when you inserted yourself against their cause, and then wanted to pretend you were attacked for being Jewish. Zionism ≠ Judaism, and the world knows that now.

Even in the context of those arguments to indigenous to the land, please read a single book or paper published by an indigenous scholar. Multiple people can and are indigenous to the same regions.

Anyway, it’s Free Palestine. Free Congo. Free the Sudan. Release the chains from all oppressed and colonized people. Agitate, educate, organize. And long live the intifada

[thegalievthought]

Towards Republics:

A Revolutionary Revival of The Revolutionary Republics

The past five years have proven to be extraordinary. The flames of revolution have burned brighter than ever since the turn of the millennia. With this, the imperial world grips tighter, too. Even still, from Africa to the Middle East, from the Americas to Asia, we see the rejection of the imperial system, especially that of US imperialism. This starkly contrasts the relative 'peace' of the 90's and 2010's. In five years, we have seen wars fought and ended, we've witnessed genocides start, and the world's reaction (and non-reaction) to those genocides ring around the globe. Especially in what we consider the Imperial core. In Europe, we see an unprecedented break in the bloc, with the foreign policy of many of the European powers turning sharply from set US doctrine. France and Britain, both imperialist powers, have an unprecedented change in their policy towards Israel and relations between the Zionist state and France and Britain are turning decidedly colder as they both state they can no longer 'ignore' Israel's crimes. On the other hand, states like Germany and Poland refuse and break and, along with the US, continue to support the Zionist entity even despite pressure from the working class in their countries. 

The apartheid entity's genocide in Gaza has proven to be embers on brush and caused unrest in many countries over the inaction or outward support of their governments for Israel, as well as dividing the Western imperial bloc over the issue. This unrest is also apparent in the occupied Turtle Island (North America). Canada, The United States, and Mexico have all faced unrest over the issue of Israel. Unrest in the latter two countries has only been increased by the growing US reaction. The unrest over the issue of Israel, US economic weakness, exploitation of culture war issues, and broader Imperial losses in the previous years have fueled the reactionary right of the United States to throw the Imperial Boomerang abroad. The Biden administration's failure to maintain dominance in the Sahel, the end of the imperial occupation of Afghanistan, as well as its failure to cripple or destroy Ansrallah in Operation Prosperity Guardian were apparent failures of American Imperial policy abroad—the latter two, which became major talking points of the American reactionary movement. The aforementioned unrest over the inaction of the Democratic party, in particular over the genocide in Gaza, and the growing culture war divide between the reactionary and non-reactionary sections of the Proletariat have left the United States of America grappling with their Imperial, Economic, and Racial, Sexual and Ideological positions. This was the United States's position before the conclusion of the 2024 election. After this, most of these issues expanded, and the embers were set on fire. The Trump Administration launched another operation to counter Yemen's blockade of Israel unsuccessfully.

Cultural war issues were put at the forefront of politics, and the US made several financial mistakes that caused economic unrest worldwide that we still do not know the consequences of. The US weakened its foreign policy even further by alienating its disjointed bloc and pulling away from the world stage. The implementation of far-reaching reactionary policies further fanned the flames of the volatile and uncertain situation in the US. In the summer of 2025, these flames are only growing. The reactionary government of the United States is using the Department of Homeland Security and its subordinate agency, ICE, as secret police to launch mass deportations across the country and targeting primarily Chicanos, Latin Migrants from all over the Americas and Indigenous people. These mass deportations have culminated in riots and action against the forces of the reactionary ICE, DHS and local police that support them. In Houston, San Antonio and Los Angeles, protests have been significant and fierce against ICE and the Reactionary government, with the largest protests in AL turning into clashes against DHS agents, local law enforcement and the National Guard against the mass deportations. 

The recent events leave high tensions at a boiling point and an uncertain future. Leaving many asking a simple question. What is to be done? I set out to look to the historic Revolutionary Republics for a solution to the US national question and the place of the historic Revolutionary Republics in current revolutionary politics. Let's begin by discussing what I mean by the "Revolutionary Republics". This is quite simple, referring to the historic proposals of revolutionary independent republics based on the self-determination of peoples and decolonisation of the occupied lands of the US and including but not limited to the general Land Back movement, the proposal of the Republic of New Afrika and Aztlan. These movements share basic goals of decolonisation, self-determination, anti-racism, and usually some revolutionary tendency of Marxism or Socialism. These movements found their basis in the revolutionary movements of the 60s and 70s. Although not as prominent today, these movements and the framework give us lessons to learn from and a political line to move towards for the decolonisation of the United States. We must move towards the Revolutionary Republics.  

The reactionary violence perpetrated by The imperial bourgeois class in America, both in its occupied territories and abroad, with the support of the white proletarian labour aristocracy in recent years, has led to the current head of the dire need to solve the fundamental questions of the matter of decolonisation of the United States (and the Americas more broadly). The African, Chicano, and Indigenous Americans make up around 45% of the American working class, not accounting for the imported labour and exported US industry. In the day of their original conception, the working class was far more dominated by white workers than it is now. Yet still, both the Black Working class and Chicano Working class strove for their rights as human beings for self-determination and the decolonisation of the Imperial US State. In our modern day, with mass deportation and a further fascist and reactionary movement in the US pushing towards the reality of an even harsher modern Jim Crow and the framework for genocidal removal of Chicanos and Native Americans from their occupied lands has made this political line a necessity. For the defence of Chicano, African and Indigenous communities, the rightful self-determination of these peoples, and to right the wrongs of the settler colonial United States before the settler movement gets even worse. 

First, let us look at the Republik of New Afrika. The Republik of New Afrika was first conceptualised at the Black Government Congress in 1968 after the fallout of the Detroit Riots in 1967. The Malcolm X Society and the Group on Advanced Leadership proposed the idea. At the conference, they set out and drafted a constitution and a declaration of independence and agreed on the Republic's borders. They also established a provisional governmental body, appointing Robert F. Williams as its first president. Robert was living in exile in China at the time of appointment, where he worked with Chairman Mao and educated the Chinese on the Black Liberation Movement. Well, he kept cultivating it with the lessons he learned there. In 1968, a delegation of The Republik of New Africa travelled to China, where Robert accepted his position. In this form, the Republik of New Africa was a significant component in the Black Power movement, with major parties like the BPP, BLA, and more supporting it and making liberation a primary goal. 

Today, the Republic still plays a massive part in Black Culture and revolutionary thought. The Republic of New Afrika must be established to represent the Africans who were kidnapped to the continent and their right of self-determination alongside the indigenous peoples that once called the occupied land of the Republic home. 

Aztlan was founded as an idea in very similar circumstances. The racism and oppression that Chicanos and Mexicans faced in the '60s were very similar to the plight of their African brothers fighting Jim Crow with very identical enemies. The white terrorist group the KKK hunted for Mexicans and 'guarded' the border in Texas, California, and other states, giving them free rein to lynch Chicanos and Mexican migrant workers.

At the same time, many of the same ways the white system disenfranchised and took away the rights of black people, both historically and today, also affect Chicanos and Latin migrants.  With this background, the manifesto of Aztlan was published in 1969 titled Plan Espiritual de Aztlán. Which set out a seven-part manifesto for the foundation of Aztlan and the protection of the rights of the Chicano people. 1. Unity, 2. Economy, 3. Education, 4. Self-Defense, 5. Institutions 6. Cultural 7. Political Liberation. These were the main points set out in the Plan Espiritual de Aztlan. Unity calls for the unity of Chicanos, the working class, and the middle class (and other groups) to be united in the liberation of Aztlan, setting out a similar unity principle as set out by Mao and Lin Biao in the doctrine of People's War. Economy calls for economic independence so that the Chicano working class should own their means of production for a more equal economic system based on the distribution of the economic resources. Education called for teaching Chicano history from a Chicano perspective. Self-defence calls for the right of the Chicano community to protect their communities and families from the outside threats of white hate groups, the fascist police and the military and calls for the formation of principled revolutionary defensive bodies. Institutions state that the Republic should serve the necessary means for all people in the Republic to live a full life and for the welfare of the people. And the restitution for past economic slavery. Culture calls for the rights and respect of Chicano culture and its right to exist. Political liberation calls for the Chicano to form revolutionary parties and bodies to liberate themselves. Recognising that the two white supremacist parties will never care for the rights and self-determination of the Chicano, it states the Chicano must follow the struggle for political liberation separately from the mainstream white supremacist capitalist politic. 

Many critics of Aztlan and Chicano nationalism exist both without and with valid points. One of the valid criticisms of the Chicano movement came from the Indigenous peoples. In the foundation of New Africa and Aztlan, the Indigenous peoples' will was not addressed appropriately, and we in the modern day must listen to and address them. The indigenous peoples must be allowed to pursue their rights as humans and workers to create their nations and have separate paths in the decolonisation of America! Indigenous peoples must have a voice and be listened to. Their rights must be respected, and the reparations in both the land that they were exterminated from and the economic, sexual and political slavery they have been forced under for the last 500 years be faced. Reparations for these horrid crimes must be made. The decolonisation and the whole writing of this paper means nothing if Aztlan and New Afrika do not listen to the indigenous peoples who were here first. Chicano culture specifically must be decolonised, and the role their ancestors played in the settler colonialism in the continent must be realised. The road ahead is long, and we must listen to our indigenous comrades lest this be for nothing at all. The decolonisation of America can only be achieved when the settler culture and settler systems are destroyed and a cultural revolution of decolonisation and cultural revival has occurred. 

So then, what is to be done? The answer is simple. Modern revolutionary bodies set forward and set in stone the political line of decolonisation, self-determination, economic liberation, and cultural revolution through the revolutionary tactics of people's war. The establishment of revolutionary provisional bodies led by the people for the self-defence and determination of the people and to set forward political education against settlers and reactionism. Whether the decolonisation of the Americas will follow the line I have put forward here is hard to say. I also do not know whether the historic republics will face a revival or be left to the past. However, I see them, at least in their goals and frameworks, as the guiding light we need to set forth for the liberation of the Americas. We must stand as educated and principled revolutionaries to liberate the Americas, and to do this, we should look toward the Republics. 

We must set forward and either change the current parties, i.e. turn the non-revolutionary bodies (PSL, DSA, CPUSA) into revolutionary bodies headed by our political line set here for the total decolonisation of the United States and have it set that our revolutionary bodies are set in the total economic liberation of all oppressed people in the Americas and that our revolutionary organisation are firmly set to the destruction of the settler culture and systems of the Americas. We also need to find our revolutionary bodies to safeguard the political line set forward here and provide self-defence and revolutionary education to the oppressed peoples of the non-revolutionary bodies that do not embrace the correct and revolutionary political line.  

The reactionary forces in America are stronger than ever, and fascism is here; it is the duty of all workers to combat this and protect their communities, and this revolutionary political line should be that framework. This framework is brief and relies on some teachings from the revolutionaries in Asia, mainly Chairman Mao, Ho Chi Minh, and others. We must look to the victories of their political line and their failures as both revolutions fell into reactionism and capitalist degeneration after their deaths and in the case of China becoming an imperialist superpower like the Soviet Union. We must secure the decolonial revolution and safeguard it afterwards because a new era of capitalism and settlerism must not take root in the Americas once the revolution is victorious. 

In conclusion, I implore you to take action both in the streets as part of the revolutionary body and in educating the existing settler systems and the revolutionary lines I use to inform this document. Read Mao, Read Ho Chi Minh, and attend revolutionary education groups if possible. And in those endeavours, keep this political line in mind: total decolonisation of the Americas towards the republics.  

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Fic Update: Encounters with Turtles

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A meeting of the Dicastery for the Doctrine of the Faith brings Aldo Bellini into conflict with someone from his past. Thomas Lawrence struggles with prayer.

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Day 003

Foot clan ninjas begin to emerge from the shadows, just waiting for Mikey's command.

Leo: – Mikey… – the red-eared slider swallows hard looking at that number of ninjas, they could deal with them, but they didn't want to fight. – I don't know what you plan with this, but please… Let's just talk.

The little turtle tilts his head to the side as if the words didn't make sense to him, or as if a small creature was standing on his shoulder and telling him something very interesting, even more than what Leo had yet to say.

Mikey: – Talk? – his forehead wrinkles, his eyes go towards Rapha, noticing the consciousness still in them, which in a way makes him happy. But even though knowing that his brother had returned warmed his heart, he wasn't there for that. - Talk about what? You already made it very clear the other night that you are against me.

Donnie: – Don't be stupid Mikey. That night was just a misunderstanding! We're here wanting to make things right!

The turtle's forehead becomes even more marked by the apparent confusion.

Mikey: – Are you going to help me?

The three looked at each other, now they were the ones who were confused.

Raph: – Help with what Mikey?

Mikey: – Doing what we were created for! What we were trained for. – he smiles somewhat melancholy. – The rise of the youkai.

The speech hovers over them, like a toxic cloud. Donnie feels his stomach churning looking at his brother, wanting to go up to him and slap him or anything that would get that idea out of his head, that would get his father's doctrine out of the little one's mind, even by force, but it seemed that brainwashing had been worse on him.

That… was their fault.

Leo: – Mikey… – there was a lump stuck in his throat. – No… We no longer need to follow Draxun's doctrines… We…

Mikey: – That's what I thought. – the little one doesn't let his brother finish, raising his hand signaling for the ninjas to attack.

The three brothers draw their weapons, with no choice left now, besides entering the fight.

Leo: – Come on Mikey! Just listen to us!

Mikey: – If you don't want to help me with my goals! I won't listen to them.

Donnie – Seriously Angelo! Just stop for a second and listen to us!

Mikey – Why should I? You've already made it very clear that you don't want to help me! So if you're not with me, you're against me!

Rapha swallows hard, his brother was completely blinded by hatred. The oldest enters the fight against the youngest since he was the only one among the three who had truly awakened his powers. Taking care not to hurt him, even if the smaller one wasn't that worried about it. It takes a while, but he manages to trap him in a bear hug.

Rapha: – Please Mikey…- he asks in an almost tearful voice. - No more fights for no reason! Enough of this hate!

Mikey feels his ears ringing, he feels the back of his neck tingling as if golden eyes were looking at him and scolding him for being caught, for having failed. Again.

Mikey – YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!!

He clenches his fists letting the magic flow through his body, opening the portal beneath them.

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[cuprohastes]

Hey you, space orc!

Sometimes, Dave The Human got mistaken for an actual human, because someone saw the name and mistook her for Dave the Human - an actual Human, currently under the moniker of Phalanges Mitten as part of his deep cover as a female Atrix after accepting a sort-of marriage proposal from a small, actual Atrix.

And then the female Tsin would show up as per request and someone would double take and go 'Oh er'. and they'd call EVA 43, who was known for being an unkillable badass, or Phalanges, who was not known for being an unkillable badass, because he never mentioned the thing with the Thotari assassins or that one time he beat up an entire pirate ship.

This prompted Dave to broach the subject over food in the Cafeteria:

"So... what is a Space Orc?" she asked. Cat fantastic said "Gweep?" and Phalanges and EVA 43 did that thing where they leaned back and swapped significant looks and made 'Mmm, hmmm' faces.

Dave watched Cat Fantastic, Phalanges Little Guy copy the move thoughtfully, and then EVA 43 said. "It's an old joke. Like from before the Wallandernook showed up and got us interstellar."

Dave nodded instead of doing the ear sweep, a carefully learned habit. "Yeah... they got us off planet entirely - Without artificial gravity, we can't do it in person - And of course there's that whole 'oops bombed ourselves into an anti-space doctrine." she said.

Cat Fantastic said 'Graak' and Dave wondered what he meant by 'Nice exposition'.

EVA 43, who's actual name nobody could ever recall for more than a few seconds continued and once again Dave was bemused that the moment she looked away she couldn't picture 43 in any away: not their gender, skin colour... nothing: As though someone had written a character and failed to give them any description at all and for some reason kept up with the gag.

"We have this literary tradition of writing fantasy works - Fiction - With uhhh..."

"Tropes." offered Phalanges.

"Tropes - Yes, OK so one is Orcs. They're barbaric, kind of dumb compared with Humans... but they're a bit bigger, a bit stronger, a bit hardier..."

"So in any physical situation, the Orc is the one who's most likely to survive, discounting any plot necessity." said Phalanges.

"Oh I guess I get it." said Dave. "We've got something similar but it sort of loosely translates as Even Bigger People." - She herself was a Big Female, which was unrelated to size. It just meant that without modern medical intervention she was unlikely to change gender, unlike three quarters of the Tsin population who would swap to maintain gender balance naturally. The connotations were 'The most female type of female', which got adjusted for the benefit of talking to other species.

Cat Fantastic said "Graak." which was true: As a monogendered species who's reproductive roles were defined by body mass out of convenience, and who's actual reproduction was 100% external and more akin to a turtle dumping her eggs and then letting the hatchlings just deal with survival, the Atrix version of a bigger stronger more durable Atrix was literally just the biggest strongest and most durable Atrix that you knew.

And compared to Humans Atrix were fragile: A normal human could walk off injuries that would be incapacitating to an Atrix.

43 famously stepped into hard vacuum with nothing but a surgical gown, after surviving a few hours with life support disabled in a crippled EVA suit, by just being reversibly dead.

They'd done it to save their friend, an Atrix, who had to have a new eye installed, and had life-long scars from mere low pressure exposure that was too low for them to maintain consciousness... a situation that for a human would possibly, if sustained for a while, caused a hickey and dry eyes, maybe a wheeze from inhaling hard.

Phalanges nodded. "So yeah - In comparison to most species, we can survive higher gravity - or no gravity - injuries that would cripple or kill other species with shock - We've got redundant organs, and emergency chemical responses that turn off the limits of our muscles so we can trade massive damage for survival... or not feel pain."

EVA 43 frowned and thought about that, then nodded and ticked off a couple of fingers, "And we can stop breathing for a couple of minutes, consume our own body mass if there's no food, keep moving for longer than almost any other starfaring species...."

Phlanages picked up, "And then pack bond with nearly any organism or object, so instead of getting obliterated by everyone else because we met you guys and reached for a recipe book..."

EVA 43 added "... we can eat a stupid range of food including what a lot of other species consider poisonous chemicals..." to the list.

Phalanges continued cheerfully, "... so you guys were like 'Oh crap, no wait, these dumb monsters are friendly. Maybe they'll pick stuff up and carry it for us.'"

"And do human related stuff." EVA 43 added.

Daver held up both her small hands, the one on her second set of arms. "OK, and it helps you have this really weird flexible language and you're just right in the middle of the audio and visual range almost everyone uses." she added drumming her big claws on the table, which Cat Fantastic mimicked.

"Yeah."

"Squeap." said Dave, making a pity comment in her normal, near ultrasound dialect of Southern Tstktk Tsin. "I do enjoy these weird little culture discussions. But I feel like I'm letting the side down because people keep calling me for space orc stuff."

Phalanges, mouth full of purple breadroll shrugged and gave EVA 43 a look.

43 leaned back and pondered. "OK well... look, it's going to be mostly Atrix calling, right? Humans don't need another human unless it's a specific uh..."

"Phkil" mumbled Phalanges.

"Bingo. And there's just not many Tsin doing work that needs a human. They're mostly in Med or admin where the gravity is safest."

Dave nodded again getting an idea of where this was going.

"So it's Atrix. Therefore..." said 43...

"... you just need to figure out what you can do that they can't." finished Phalanges, "And do it in the most flamboyant way possible."

---

Mothers Pride, looked down at Dave, having requested them to the bowels of the station - An area that really was the bowels as it dealt with the processing and containment of the sanitation system. Which means exactly what you think.

Actually, this was part of Dave's area of expertise, as they were a certified life support specialist like Phalanges. She had the horrifying stains on her jumpsuit to prove it.

"Oh we, er thought you were going to be a human." said Mothers Pride in very formal Tsin.

Two smaller Atrix peered around her, doing complex colour patterns with their faces.

"Well... I am for tax reasons." said Dave. "Is this anything to do with the overheating steriliser?" she asked in her natural colloquial yokel manner.

"How...? Yes, yes, it's in an awkward place and we can't get in because of the heat and the close quarters." Pride said giving Dave a peachy-green look.

"Ah, oh that's no problem. Just let me take a listen... hmmm... OK the circulator pump's not running fast enough..." she said and put her claw tips on the piping, "... yeah feel that, the vibration's about half what you would expect." she said.

The three Atrix simultaneously looked at their tablets where the diagnostics were telling them something similar, at length with less detail.

Then she paused, ears swivelling, making a high clicking sound that made the Atrix twitch minutely flush orange with each ultrasonic burst, and carefully added, "Ah you might want to step back", and rapidly knocked on the pipe as she stepped into the accessway - Too tight for an Atrix. OK for one of the slim wiggly humans, fine for the short and stocky Tsin. There was a startling gurgle and a thrumming vibration: The impellor picking up started pumping the horrible gunk through the system - the increased flow taking the building heat from the pasteurisation unit with it.

Then she shuffled back out with some new trophy stains on her overalls, flicked her ears once and said "Nice working with you, Pride." and ambled back down the corridor.

Mothers Pride and her two interns watched, astounded. They stared at each other, flickering colours on their cheeks and foreheads, amazed.

Dave, who's vision was at the other end of the spectrum to Atrix vision, and who'd been able to see the infrared coming off the machinery as a grainy glow, and who's vocalisations and hearing were good enough to do a little fuzzy ultrasound, had detected the mass choking the pipe (And gotten lucky that strategic knocking had make it move) got all the way around the bend before allowing herself some excited squeaps.

After all, she was a Space Orc now.

[the-most-humble-blog]

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You think Shredder was “too one-note”? He only had one note because that’s all it took to end you.

He didn’t ask for your sympathy. He asked if you could still fight with your ribs broken.

Reblog if you remember villains before they had trauma arcs and therapy sessions. Scroll if you think “depth” means he cried once and wore soft pants.

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⚔️ Shredder didn’t get cancelled. He got compacted. 🛡️ And even that didn’t stop him for long.

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🛡️ BLACKSITE SCROLLTRAP — I Don't Care What the Rat Says. Shredder Didn't Give a F==k.

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Hello again, children of nostalgia. This one’s for the boys who remember Saturday morning violence as theology. This one’s for the girls who secretly preferred the villain’s voice. This one’s for the men who still carry Shredder’s ghost in their jawline.

Let’s talk about the only ninja warlord who ever mattered.

Before social justice ninjas. Before therapy-coded villains. Before corporations started putting trauma in every backstory like it was soy in protein bars.

Shredder didn’t care about your feelings.

He didn’t blink. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t ask for a flashback.

He was here to shred bloodlines and leave orphans. Not resolve anything. Not teach a lesson.

He showed up for violence and legacy. The two most masculine religions on earth.

—

Now picture this:

Your criminal empire is dissolving. Your top soldier got body-slammed by a skateboarding turtle. And the only being who still knows your fighting style is a f**king rat living in piss water with four reptilian TikTok-aged sons.

Do you back down?

Do you log off?

Do you cry?

No.

You climb a rooftop.

In full chrome armor.

Knowing you're about to die.

And you fight four mutant martial artists — not with gadgets or tech — but with rage, precision, and the ghost of feudal Japan pulsing through your blood.

He didn’t use poison. Didn’t ambush. Didn’t whine about fairness.

He walked into the moonlight like a villain carved from black steel and said:

> “Let’s f**king go.”

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Shredder didn’t ask for justice. He embodied vengeance without explanation.

Did he lose? Of course.

That’s why he’s mythic.

He died in a trash compactor. Like a war god fed to the machine. It took New York’s full mutant might to put him down.

Even his defeat was more cinematic than 90% of Disney finales.

—

Let’s break this down, because most of you forgot how real this was:

✅ 4 superhuman teenage ninjas ✅ 1 rat who’s literally his spiritual rival ✅ His entire army of orphaned street kids gone ✅ No weapons upgrade ✅ No backup ✅ Just honor, spikes, and suicidal testosterone

He showed up anyway.

Shredder wasn’t a villain. He was a warning.

He was the blueprint for final bosses who don’t monologue. Who don’t heal. Who don’t ask the audience to understand.

He was the ancient masculine archetype wrapped in violence, grief, and steel.

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And now?

You’ve got Reddit users calling him "one-note." Blue-haired nostalgia reviewers acting like he was too mean. People who think “depth” means a villain has to cry about their parents.

You’re soft. And the world knows it.

Shredder didn’t do interviews. He didn’t podcast. He didn’t write a Medium essay about his mental health.

He trained. He conquered. He shredded.

And when death came?

He met it in armor.

Not in a hoodie. Not in a flashback. Not in an apology.

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> You train for decades in the deadliest art on earth. > You kill your rival. > You build an army from the angry and forgotten. > You mutate yourself with alien ooze. > You look God in the face and swing anyway.

And you want to talk to me about moral nuance?

> He didn’t lose. > He ascended.

That’s not a villain. That’s a doctrine.

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So go ahead. Get excited for the next female-coded lightsaber moment. Pretend Shredder was too violent. Pretend your childhood villain was too shallow.

But when the final battle comes? When you're outnumbered and drowning in softboy excuses?

You’ll hear the steel echo in your bones — and realize you needed him.

More than you ever needed the rat.

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🧬 Stop apologizing for the era that raised you. Honor is a fcking blood sport.

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[inumerable]

The law is frequently weird and poetic. You often encounter gorgeous metaphors that denote legal doctrines piercing the corporate veil, the penumbra of the constitution, the nerve centers of entities. I thought this was both because it is rather old and because lawmakers like things to be obtuse and grand, but a great deal of the poetics of law in the US is because we have primarily a common law system that is conventionally considered derived from the English common law system in which judges make the law by writing opinions and setting precedents and so depending on the character and proclivities of the judge, the writing is more or less metaphorical or flowery - much different than dry, statutory Roman law. but also, reading the chapters of Dawn of Everything on Kondiaronk and legal traditions of rational oration + persuasion present in many Native societies of Turtle Island, one can really imagine how much this cultural contact crept in (frequently unnamed) into settler societies and sensibilities here. I think this is true with a lot of things - much of what is thought of as 'uniquely American' culturally that is associated with the imperial US nation, if accurately traced, would root itself in the lifeways and political sensibilities of Native people here. because we retain a common law style of judicial law-making, but also much of the legal system was derived from native law-making (literally the constitution of the Iroquois confederacy was maybe the single heaviest influence on the US Constitution), persuasive oration is still like, a huge part of our (extremely adversarial) legal system. D, who is a high school history teacher, and I have been chatting about what shifts in academia and primary education we might see as AI dominates intellectual technology. She predicted we might move away from written papers and back towards debate and presentation - and already this semester I have a graduate class where the professor nixed a final paper, favoring a voice recorded presentation. She said she was tired of reading chatGPT's paragraphs on student essays. Part of me is despairing - the combination of relatively abysmal public education around media literacy doesn't NOT feel relevant to why Trump is considered such a persuasive speaker even as he spouts random lies and babble and anti-intellectual crusading. The absolutely overt microscopic navel-gazing of written academia is...delightful, to me, but completely larkish. The obscure technologies of statute are much less democratic because they do not require public persuasion nor do they accept public grief. This Monday I was in my class on Atrocity Law - the professor asked "what does genocide mean to you?" (dark, I know), and also a very odd question after reading the lengthy legal definition of genocide. But what a question! What if, instead of South Africa pouring through each count of Israel's genocidal acts + totting up the total to see if it matches enough counts of intent to exterminate a national, racial, religious or ethnic group to convict a national entity, each member of the court were asked "What does atrocity mean to you?" and Netanyahu himself had to eloquently defend his politics of slaughter rather than send a lawyer to argue how unintentional the extermination is.

[wihinaphe-makhoche]

6/7/24: gathering thoughts

The Doctrine of Discovery was used from the 15th century onwards to justify colonialism. As colonizers came to Turtle Island, European governments overseas passed legislation between each other and themselves to allow for violence and extended genocide to occur. Nobody asked what we Native people thought, and in seeing us as less than human or at least more primitive, the taking of land and resources seemed justified. 

Christiandom is focused on a world after Earth, a Heavenly kingdom where all of one’s needs are met. Life is a prelude to a great reward beyond this plane of existence. Native ideologies and cosmologies fundamentally differ, focusing on the gifts of the world around us, reciprocity, and relationship building. The reward is life itself.

It is well documented that Christian colonizers coming to Americas during first contact would utilize underhanded bartering and treaty-making techniques, often selling Native people short, outright tricking us (exploiting fundamental differences in land use and what “ownership” means), getting us drunk, or making treaties that at first seemed favorable until they were slowly violated. 

It is interesting that European-American, Christian ideas of ownership focus on perpetuity. If you lay stake to this land, it is yours forever and you make the rules. Memories are long when it favors them. When Indigenous people make treaties that should be similarly granting them ownership over land in perpetuity, the cultural and legal memory comes up suspiciously short. 

To have to be given “permission” by invaders about what we can do and when is beyond frustrating. The root perhaps remains in this long-standing cultural misunderstanding between Christian worldviews and Native worldviews; The world around us belongs to God, he has given it to us, and we are allowed to take what we want. We are larger and supreme beings made in his image. The relationship between man and nature from the Christian worldview is inherently destructive. Today, even those who have “left” the Church or have never properly involved themselves in it still have lived within a culturally Christian society. Humans are apart from their environment, they are damaging creatures bent on destruction, the environment would be better off without us. 

This neglects the role of humans within the environment. We are animals too, albeit very complicated ones. We are the younger siblings of all living beings, and it is our job to steward and care for them. We have a role within the natural world, it is important. It is valuable. In order for us to thrive, we must take in moderation, we must reciprocate. 

Despite science’s role in the historical (and perhaps continued) exploitation of Indigenous people, I feel that Indigenous traditional knowledge and science are inextricably linked. Science often supports what we do, and often well after it has become common traditional knowledge. It is worth remembering that from a scientific standpoint, evolution has no grand design or “end plan.” The most beneficial relationships will win out. That is the key–Relationships.  My goal when I began to write this reflection was to demonstrate the arbitrary nature of European (and later Euro-American, as with the National Parks System) laws in the colonization and policing of Indigenous peoples. Why should those who arrived so late to a place that was no their own come and dictate how we interact with the land we have stewarded for thousands of years? I instead ended up discussing Christianity, science, the natural world, and our roles within it. I’ve begun to realize that it’s all connected anyways. Colonization is inextricable from Christianity, and further from Capitalism and the exploitation of the environment. Indigenous lifeways are inherently “eco-friendly”, because the relationship with the natural world is just that–A relationship. When reciprocity is emphasized, the environment flourishes. Sustainability hardly needs to be a question when we are making sure to take only what is needed.

Works to look at:

Braiding Sweetgrass (specifically chapter 1 for reflections on Christianity), Robin Wall Kimmerer.

Two Eyed Seeing, Elder Albert Marshall

[drowninginblox]

I have a self insert related thought-

Why aren’t there religious y/n’s?

I understand that it sounds cringe, and it kind of is, but I think I’m at a point in life where I want to see people struggle with religion in my media. Like the whole struggle of being in finding their own conflict through something harmless or in someone they care about and just watch it blossom into something that the doctrine they were raised with teaches may be either divine or demonic. I want that so much. (Specifically, if it’s Christian extremism slowly being broken down. I would advocate for other religions but I do not know much about the extremes.) The best part being when it’s neither- it’s just a fact of life. So I continue to munch on this thought, and I realized that I wanted it so badly in the TMNT fandom.

To my fellow, self shippers, think of the amount of angst and slow burn we could get out of this concept! Regardless of the interaction!!

Thank about it!!

You ain’t telling me that a person who is born and raised in the church meets one of the turtles and say “oh yeah, that’s completely normal.” Fuck no! If they’re in so deep that theyre “holier than thow” types they sure as shit are contemplating what the fuck is going on to the point of getting on their knees or paralyzed in prayer. Bonus points if this bitch is one of those motherfuckers that don’t believe in evolution. I want to see those panties rocked with the realization that evolution is a reality. AND can bd fast-forward, and reround. All the while fucking a 6- 8ft tall turtle on the side. I fucking need that shit as a slow burn.

Although I it would be fucking hilarious if Casey Jones bags someone, and immediately after they’re done the premarital sex- they’re having a revelation. And then Raphael or Michelangelo knocks on Casey’s bedroom window with a fucking Domino’s Pizza shouting about the preplanned movie night.

Or- if you’re into April, the same shit can go OR If your into the flavor of her with ninja or phycic powers- depending on how it is played out it could be glorious. I’m thinking friends to lovers for the me at school or on a job and you slowly develop April as a character and the person in question thinks oh my God this person is so perfect. I want nothing but the best for them I have feelings for them, they confess she’s into it. (Bonus points if it’s lesbianism btw) and things go good and then suddenly foot clan attacks or some shit. She knocks out her powers and just as the fights over and she’s nearly done the fucking turtle show up- GOD DAMN. Is the one to knock you off of the pedestal then these fuckers are!

I don’t know man I just really want someone to make this. I’m too tired to make it myself rn.

[rhetorical-rhetoric]

The Phasmid has heard your plea for redemption and will grand you a opportunity to receive it, do not ask further questions otherwise it might be mistaken as a lack of trust

i dont think a lot of the skills like you

Oh yeah? What the give away?

[lifeafterpsychiatry]

Saw you looking for opinion asks.

So, personally, i like to ask opinions on things like fictional logistics or doctrines. Been playing RTS games for nearly half my life now.

I've evolved into becoming a turtle style player, and i often play 3v3 matches with my friends. One friend used guerilla tactics while the other used a mix of conventional tactics and ghost tactics. Meanwhile i set up either a heavy armored army or support army. I've also become the seige breaker; by the time we're assaulting the enemy base(s) i'll have a decent amount of artillery units to hit the enemy with.

Sorry, that tangent went a little long- but my question for opinions would be; Is it better to play with my tactics but drag out the length of a match, or to conform to the blitzkrieg meta?

I can't say anything on the subject of video games, as I have zero experience with any of them beyond once upon a time playing The Sims

[realjaysumlin]

The Doctrine of Discovery and Christian Zionism - Doctrine of Discovery

Terrorist groups will always be associated with Christianity and whiteness. I can't find anything good in evil.