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goodbye old blog!!

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SAG-AFTRA Foundation

Conversations with the cast of Schitt’s Creek (May 25, 2016)

Bonus: Schitt’s Creek – Rooms by the Hour (3x05)

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ultimate edition of kpop tweets that I can't believe are real

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If there’s anything I want anyone to know about bisexual and nonbinary identities, it is that ambiguity is good. We don’t need the exact nuances of our identities to be encapsulated within the label we choose. If you take a hundred nonbinary people or a hundred bi people, they are going to have as many differences as they do similarities and that isnt a flaw: it’s a strength. The diversity within our communities is amazing and it is amazing that a label can remain useful for so many people despite how different we all are.

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i feel like i've outgrown this blog i might delete it

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I’m your hope, you’re my hope ♡

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In honor of our 7th anniversary, each day this month we will post one of our favorite antifascist actions from around the world from the past year!

Today: June 13 2020 - A planned Black Lives Matter demonstration in London was cancelled by the organization after far-right groups announced they would also be coming, ostensibly to “protect the statues“, but of course actually to look for a fight. Several hundred militants from London Black Revs, Malcolm X Movement and other local antiracist and antifascist groups decided to show up  anyway, determined not to be intimidated by the far right.

Thousands of drunk right-wingers showed up, drinking beer, giving Hitler salutes, fighting police and one of the drunks being filmed while pissing on a memrial he was claiming to be protecting. Some far-right groups managed to slip by police and attack the BLM crowd, and promptly got their asses handed to them. One of the far-right attackers was pictured being carried to an ambulance by BLM protesters after he lost the fight he instigated.

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blocked my ex best friend on everything we were friends on. call me petty but she deserves it.

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okay but waking up in the middle of the night to soft rain and knowing you’ve got hours to sleep, when you’re toasty warm and comfortable and sleep has made you forget all your worries and you go back to sleep feeling as content as ever.

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“After learning my flight was detained 4 hours, I heard the announcement: If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic, Please come to the gate immediately. Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there. An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress, Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly. Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she Did this. I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly. Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick, Sho bit se-wee? The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used— She stopped crying. She thought our flight had been canceled entirely. She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late, Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him. We called her son and I spoke with him in English. I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and Would ride next to her—Southwest. She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it. Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and Found out of course they had ten shared friends. Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours. She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering Questions. She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag— And was offering them to all the women at the gate. To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California, The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies. And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers— Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too. And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands— Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing, With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere. And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought, This is the world I want to live in. The shared world. Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped —has seemed apprehensive about any other person. They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too. This can still happen anywhere. Not everything is lost.”

— Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be. 

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cursed videos gen z kids who had access to the internet by age 5 probably saw

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Holy fucking shit y'all.

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tokyo dreams | ©©©

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the more i think about mcu spider-man the more i don’t like mcu spider-man

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ladies we need to start frantically and obsessively reading books in less than 24 hours again..remember how happy we were