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I laughed until I cried.

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So Trump's DOJ is suing the state of Washington because WA's new mandated reporting law says that clergy (among many other professions) are legally obligated to report ongoing child abuse if they know about it. And the Christofascists in the Trump regime call that "anti-catholic"

And all I can think of is this iconic post

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we need to invent a way to explain how deep running and pervasive and subliminal racism and antiblackness is without immediately sounding like an insane conspiracy theorist

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I don’t think we’re rick rolling each other enough anymore. 1. it CANNOT die out 2. this under saturated market is perfect for unsuspecting victims who’ve been lulled into a false sense of security. be the person you hate. bring back the dastardly link

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*Dead media (assassinated)

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Roughly 6 months in and the US is already at the ‘full blown concentration camps’ stage.

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HOW AM I JUST NOW LEARNING that there's a 90s cartoon about a crossdressing vigilante hunting down zombies who looks like THIS:

with the goons in question being led by a little kid who uses 'YOU FOOLS' in every other sentence named JOSE VON REICHTER.

JOSE

VON

GODDAMN

REICHTER

who looks like THIS:

AND the animation of FLIPPIN' Trigger!?

Was ANYONE going to tell me??

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All these big companies changing their logos a dozen of times for something that looks worse every time, while the real all-time GOAT found the winning formula on the first try and then even did a victory lap with it:

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‘capitalism works’ factoid actually untrue. the 62 people who own half the world’s wealth are outliers and should be eaten.

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speaking of peeing the bed it's been long enough that i can tell this story publicly. in high school i went to a party at some house with no adults, as you sometimes would, and at the end of the night like 10 people all clonked out together in the same bed. fully clothed, one of those teenage moments where you're like wow heehee how rule-breaking, because sure a lot of our parents wouldn't like us sleeping in a bed with a bunch of other teenagers and no adult supervision blah blah. fond memories. anyway.

i'm an extremely light sleeper, so i barely slept, and sometime around 6 am, i woke up to a girl totally panicking, very quietly, because she peed the bed in her sleep. and listen. this wasn't a group of mean kids by any measure. but there's no level of kindness or understanding in the world that will make peeing the bed when you're 17, surrounded by people you only sort of know, a gentle blow.

so i sat up and she was like "oh my god" and I signaled at her to be absolutely silent and I said I'd be right back. And I crawled over everyone and out of the bed like a stupid cat.

and the thing is, by senior year i wasn't getting bullied much anymore. i was generally pretty well liked by my peers, but, if this makes sense, people still didn't always expect very much from me. i was still figuring out how to mask (autistic) and i still often said or did something that made everyone remember i'm weird and they'd just be like "well. that's story for you. i guess." and for the most part i'd become pretty secure in that.

so what i'm saying is i had nothing to lose and this girl had everything to lose.

so i went downstairs and i made tomato soup. and by "made" i mean i put a whole can of tomato soup in a too-small mug and microwaved it until it was lukewarm so as to be convincingly "made" but not so hot to burn someone.

and then i walked back upstairs, and no longer like a cat, i clumsily "attempted" to crawl back into bed, loudly lost my balance, and spilled tomato soup all over the girl and her lap and several other people's laps and heads and the mattress.

everyone woke up confused and anguished and i was like, "oh my god, I'm so sorry. I just got really hungry and it's all i could find."

and everyone immediately accepted with absolutely no further questions that I would go downstairs, make tomato soup at 6 am,and bring it back to bed. everyone just begrudgingly climbed onto the floor and went back to sleep while I put the bedding right into the laundry.

i don't even know this girl's name. i only remembered this story recently because i'm in my hometown for a few months and recently a high school acquaintance said, "hey. do you remember spilling soup on everyone after prom? why did you do that?" and for a moment i genuinely did not and i stared at them completely dumbfounded while the memory loaded and then i started laughing too hard to answer for 2 minutes.

the best part is i can tell this story, and even if it reaches the people who were there, none of them will know which one of them peed the bed. thanks to tomato soup.

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Lesbians dressed as clowns disrupted a "gender-critical" panel last month at University College London. Participants were surprised when trans and cis dykes from The Dyke Project obstructed the proceedings while in cheerful clown attire. Julie Bindel, one of the panelists, has been a major voice against trans, bisexual, and SWer rights. The protesters chanted, “you’re not feminists, you’re all clowns!” while interrupting her. More of these protests, please! Read the full story on Dazed.

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“Oh wow I wonder which of Ash’s many cool pokemon living with Professor Oak they’ll do a cool cameo for.”

AHH YES ASH’S HUNDREDS OF TAUROS FROM THE SAFARI ZONE

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Toy Story 2 (1999) dir. John Lasseter | Game Changer 7x08 "Fool's Gold" (2025)

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i woke up! its been a long time since ive been in a place where that felt like a triumph, but its always lovely to see anotjer day next to the woman i love. also i havent wven gotten out of bed yet so i havent done anything else yet

saw a video that was like “everybody comment what you did today so we can see how everyone experienced something different” and the comments have me tearing up on this train. what the fuckkkk. the human experience

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Transitioning gives you interesting perspective on how peoples' perception of your build changes more than your build actually does. I'm about 3 cm taller than the national female average where I'm from, and in my teens was just the most basic default settings standard-average build bitch. Can carry buckets of rocks and do other shitty yard work, separate two fighting dogs, is just fine walking 4 km home drunk in heels, short skirt and fishnet stockings at 2 am in a blizzard. Hoes are immune to frost damage anyway. Can't kill one of them things. Could be strapped on a yoke to plough a field if you don't have an ox.

But eight years on testosterone, ID changed and top surgery healed, I'm the same damn build and people will ask if I'm ok managing things that I'm perfectly fine with. Had a doctor who was 100% aware of my robust health describe my build as "delicate". I first wondered whether my boyfriend's family doesn't actually consider me male over being reluctant about letting me do physical outdoor work, before I noted that they're totally fine with his sister doing the same kind of work. And she's anemic and allergic to the fucking sun.

I'm about the same weight and height as I was when I was 16, but somehow a 16-year-old girl can be expected to have the relative strength and resilience of a cockroach, but a 30-something man the size of a 16-year-old girl is something that might die if someone sneezes too loud.