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23yrs old, Pansexual
All amazing points and so important to take in.
I think I have done a couple of these, but not habitually or intensely. But it's good awareness for me.
Stranger Things is green-lit for its final season. It's not getting renewed anyway. Refusing to watch a show that's already being made does nothing of importance, just like how watching movies already being released did nothing to harm the WGA/SAG strike.
If you want to do something that will actually make some kind of difference you can:
Cancel your Netflix subscription and actually stop giving money.
Don't buy any Stranger Things merch going forward.
Boycott the companies that Palestinians are ASKING you to boycott. Boycott McDonalds, Starbucks, Disney+, and all the other companies on the list they GAVE you. Targeted boycotting is more effective, and these companies are directly supporting Israel.
Keep talking about Palestine more than you talk about Noah/Stranger Things. Keep the focus on Palestinians!
Click daily to donate! It's that easy!
I understand not wanting to look at Noah's face, because I'm right there with you. I don't want to see him either. But let's do things that really help.
The song and its lyrics are composed by John Lowrie (the Sniper), who alongside Robin Atkin Downes (Medic) is on guitar and vocals. Also on vocals we have Gary Schwartz (Heavy, Demoman) and Dennis Bateman (Spy), while on piano is Ellen McLain (the Administrator). The song details, in Lowrie's words, "the TF2 Mercs' struggle to find the Sandvich for Heavy."
We are currently living in an era where tech moguls are realizing there is no more long-term perpetually growing profit in information technology because all the niche markets with any real demand have been filled. And this horrifies them so they're going to keep rinsing and recycling old tired schemes as many times as they can to wring the last dregs of money out of the system until the whole thing collapses in on itself. I just don't have the energy anymore to join the pack of rats racing back and forth from one sinking ship to another.