#9. Antwerp

[goldenpinof]

part 1

[bandcampsnoop]

12/12/24.

Plastik Bags were a band active in Antwerp, Belgium in the late 1970s and early 1980s. They were clearly angling for "art-band" status, and while they sound confident (and judging by the live tracks) relatively popular, they never released any work. Until now - "Plastik Bags - 1976-2024" is a labor of love and collaboration between bandmates and their children. As a matter of fact, Plastik Bag member Karl Eriksson's son, Bjorn, has gone onto be a musician and artist in his own right.

Plastik Bags output certainly varied, but it all retains a definite punk feel. But that punk careens between the sound of early 1980s Clash (some of this is downright danceable) and the experimentalism of bands like The Pop Group, The Nectarine no. 9 and Normil Hawaiians.

This looks to be self-released.

[danandphilupdates]

preshow tweet for antwerp + layout change

5/9/24

[extra-magichours]

Terrible Influence selfies! Part 1

I took screenshots of Terrible Influence's end credits and did my best to figure out where each selfie was taken :)

Antwerp

2. Warsaw

3. Copenhagen

4. Berlin

5. Oslo

6. Helsinki

7. Seattle and Seattle

8. Portland (to the left of Seattle in the gameboy) and Vancouver (above)

9. from left to right: San Diego (Phil antennas), Los Angeles (3 peace signs), Phoenix (beneath L.A.), and Oakland (over Vancouver in the bottom right corner)

10. Salt Lake City (big picture to the left of L.A.) and Austin (little picture above Salt Lake City)

11. Grand Prairie (Dan cowboy hat above Austin) and Kansas City (close-up of peace signs in the bottom middle)

12. Grand Prairie in the TV, and Indianapolis below

13. still Indianapolis in the bottom left, St Louis in the TV, and Akron in the top right

14. Minneapolis in the bottom left, Detroit in the TV, and Milwaukee in the top right

15. the same picture of New York in and below the tamagotchi, and Philadelphia above

16. Tysons

17. Atlanta

18. Fort Lauderdale

19. Durham

20. Nashville

21. Boston

I'll reblog soon with part 2 :)

[caroletheperfumeaddict]

Harry Styles concerts 2022

Here are Harry's concerts from 2022, including Coachella and the Capital Jingle Bell Ball, then LOT. There were one or two dates I couldn't find even short reels for, mostly the LA residency. All links were working at the time of posting.

NB: links for Sao Paulo N2 and N3 would not save.

2022

Coachella N1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJgE4seVaHY

Coachella N1: https://m.vk.com/video-100153356_456240379

Coachella N2: https://m.vk.com/video-100153356_456240389

Capital summertime ball (short set): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bvDxzBQtPdo

HSLOT

Glasgow: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Wn_HsBzcSE

Manchester N1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=igUtim_vlt4&list=PLGQqNTIrx5s3DsKrVdpzYuqS8JYuUu7ru&index=5

Manchester N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ncVPgoKCzZM&t=3032s

Manchester N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZmUhJENg54&list=PLGQqNTIrx5s3DsKrVdpzYuqS8JYuUu7ru&index=4

Wembley N1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QcT68fksXKc

Wembley N1 again: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wDyIb6ZFvE

Wembley N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTSKFIfjYjU

Dublin (compiled video, not quite full show): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5sMYPgAgcUU

Hamburg Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PI3hS5VibXA

Hamburg Part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0dTQFVF5xzw

Stockholm Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Kwxl2DcA7Q&list=RD2Kwxl2DcA7Q&start_radio=1 

Stockholm Part 2 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtFHWmEHr0Y

Oslo: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrM1UHWCsME

Paris: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LFcsUJigMg4

Paris: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kXOaepwPXSU

Antwerp: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PInveVkh58I

Amsterdam: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8ZxX8T8p8w

Munich: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=If0V_dwy39o

Budapest: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s0e5u8vZbRQ

Vienna (56 minutes): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tw2Q_AhMaNM

Berlin: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITqgbgAZdsU

Cologne: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkMseGvYCgs&list=PLGQqNTIrx5s3DsKrVdpzYuqS8JYuUu7ru&index=9

Cologne again: https://www.instagram.com/p/CgVCSJ0F16U/

Bologna: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AguK3m96_RU

Turin: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IxXuo4J5dY

Madrid (vlog): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueCJ-WfeeOc

Lisbon: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AKxCUV4St-M

Toronto N1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vN8zylrv7k

Toronto N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8XcOVUt4og

Toronto N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N02IzYNZLPA&t=3s

MSG N1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1mkrScxfOBY&t=2s

MSG N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwJa1Jz5s_A

MSG N3 (compilation): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97XiG-BTyUA

MSG N4: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dWaIj_mbR6g

MSG N5: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZMBRupIACo

MSG N6: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGMIr3xy3cg

MSG N7: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wocOX9tdtM

MSG N8: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LKGYM0t4YIg

MSG N9: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZgj1fI3iJw

MSG N10: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJpQeM8iTrE

MSG N10: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1GS79wwc_s

MSG N11: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VuvaiPEV4tU

MSG N12: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4aC6PgJ-O78

MSG N12 (compilation): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4TklorzNcjA

MSG N13: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ig_N-x6NSAM

MSG N14: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pgCwEQHocAc

MSG N15: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGOEnaD0lh4

Austin N1 (compilation: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlvXI72OUo8

Austin N2 (playlist): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qw_ZkR7ugCM&list=PL3R918fe46KjqvHrnsQfLj0EjrtDBJi6H

Austin N3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vyCOVdtwjb8

Austin N4: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUSqD2RKs0c

Austin N4: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CWfk9jFMj3Q

Austin N5: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShhdMlVEcNo

Austin N6: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwYFeazaYu4

Chicago N1 (compilation): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5fUDWhEEFM

Chicago N1 (says full concert but not, I think): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hg9d93P8EBE

Chicago N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQPG2E_FHds

Chicago N3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUa5fdbXN0c

Chicago N3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCCTWDuXvEo

Chicago N4 (Golden to LOML): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmXiaZEPNBY

Chicago N4 (compilation): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIXFirU2Hsw

Chicago N5: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3dg1AwRBPI

Chicago N6: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LL1MYb-bXf4

Inglewood Forum N1: https://www.instagram.com/p/CkFc2m-LzbS/

Inglewood Forum N1 again: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4hAXsrGbgx4

Inglewood Forum N1 Vlog: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4INpaV33Lg

Inglewood Forum N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6opPTHr56U

Inglewood Forum N3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o4HoKWstVYE

Inglewood Forum N4: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Opp5jaujG9k

Inglewood Forum N5: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cnYiUYQDupI

Inglewood Forum N5 again: https://www.instagram.com/p/CkU5PuWP-36/

Inglewood Forum N5 again: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMhAaROaZXA

Inglewood Forum Harryween: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kb56qJOCKHM

Harryween again: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0tF40x8Q720

Inglewood Forum N7: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xsuy19s-5rQ

Inglewood Forum N8: sorry, no go

Inglewood Forum N9 (14 mins only): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5jPxBl7KEI

Inglewood Forum N10: https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck5C-HLJ2Yy/

Inglewood Forum N11: nope

Inglewood Forum N12 (8 mins only): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLqs6i9GgqQ

Guadalajara: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eqijdDKWSfA

Monterrey (15 minutes only): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtuiYgtEFhE

Mexico City N1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iGBo9NDpF3c

Mexico City N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GWTCb3bBT90

Bogota: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Zf2AvsjBYI

Lima: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsaRRL4fW24

Santiago: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWA-HAq8sPY

Santiago part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8qX-9UF6cg

Santiago part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6scmDJXmg5o

Buenos Aires N1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrzmUe7Okvg

Buenos Aires N1 again: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zH4X6q9IIcc

Buenos Aires N1+N2 compilation: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPlaivktp-A

Buenos Aires N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fYpr17eB5Ks&list=PLtIKdw0-34kz2GWqzAS2jB9eKd0BUb0B3

Buenos Aires N2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-JyZ3V6Qgk

Sao Paulo N1: (40 minutes): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zvqvrcmah5Q

Sao Paulo N1: Highlights (16 mins): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6YY6JWPzcLE&t=9s

Rio (highlights, all around 8-10 minutes): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AH19vXa2krY,

Curitiba (playlist): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZtEIRurcFM&list=PLcsv2Ju-5f2AkyX3hyGxZdRCZsXc_I46a

Sao Paulo N2 (highlights, 16 mins): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dF8dNjlGOSs

Sao Paulo N3: Sao Paulo (playlist): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZDSdNBQzW8&list=PLAowvfKHI84pYMpBqaE8npe5vwBzMZAG8

[clairifys]

Prolonged love - Joseph Liebgott x Fem!Reader

Summary: Sometimes the best things in life take a long time, and sometimes life throws you for a loop. It sure threw (Y/n) for a loop when grabbing German POWs in Hagenau turns into her having to babysit a young Dutch girl.

Tw: Swearing, death, reader being trilingual, mentions of war, mentions of concentration camps, mentions of abuse, killing, slightly dirty? not full on smut, reader is female, slight misogyny due to the time period, she/her pronouns

Word count: 6.5k

I do not own Band of Brothers, nor do I own any of the characters. I am not intending to be disrespectful towards any of the people on this show

The Dutch name is pronounced like (Tina-ka) Tineke, and the nickname Tine is pronounced as (Teeny)

I was born in Chicago. My mother was born in Groningen, Netherlands, and my father in Antwerp, Belgium. I was the oldest child, and after me, my parents had five others. Despite having six kids, we were all taught Dutch and German from a young age. The sole reason I was accepted into the military was because of me being trilingual, I’ll forever be grateful to my parents for teaching me their languages. 

February 9, 1945 

Easy Company was on its way to France. We were stationed in Haguenau, which had been taken by the Allies in December. Honestly speaking, I didn’t really know what to expect when we got there. I was sitting in the back of a truck, squished between Babe and Liebgott. Joe had become a close friend way back in Toccoa when he’d fallen running up Currahee, and I stopped and helped him up. We both had our 48-hour weekend passes revoked, but we made the most of it that weekend together. After that, we’d spend our weekend passes together and hang out.

I was leaning against Joe as I’d been almost the whole ride, his arm slung around my shoulders as I read a book that I had found when we invaded Foy. It seemed the Krauts enjoyed good literature as I was reading For Whom the Bell Tolls in German. I was a translator for Easy Company, being able to speak English, German and Dutch, I was a heavy asset to the team. It was a beautifully told story about the Civil War that had some romance aspects while also being brutal. I finished the book twice, and now I was reading it a third time.

“Jesus doll, I think I’ve seen you read that damn book about forty times now. How good can it be?” Joe said when he noticed my attention had strayed.

“Oh it’s a beautifully told story, Joe. Although, I don’t think you could read anything that didn’t have pictures.” I replied jokingly to him, looking up at him from where I was leaning against him. I could hear Babe and Malarkey laughing, and a young soldier, Jackson watching intently. 

“How can you read that, (L/n)?” A quiet voice asked in front of me. It’d been from Jackson. He lied on his documents so that made him 20 right now while I, at 23, was considered young. 

“I can speak and read German. Although my mother is a Dutch immigrant, my father was a Belgium immigrant.” I spoke honestly. Picking up languages was a bit of a gift for me. I’d always been good at remembering and learning languages, probably since I was taught three languages at once from a young age.

“(Y/n)! I’ve read that book! It’s so beautifully written.” A new voice spoke from the opening in the back of the truck, I quickly jolted from Joe’s shoulder, as he groaned from lack of contact, to see who the familiar voice belonged to.

“David Webster? Where the hell have you been?” I interrogated, while simultaneously giving him a toothy smile. He blushed slightly while asking Jackson for a hand to get up on the truck and suddenly Joe spoke up sharply, 

“The hospital. Must’ve liked that hospital Webster, cause uh, we left Holland four months ago.” After saying that he gave Web a dismissive look while tightening his hold on my shoulders. Suddenly, I felt very awkward, and slightly bad for Web - the war was tough and it was understandable to be afraid, it just wasn’t fair that some men snuck out only to get killed or injured more severely than the first time. They started going back and forth, jabbing at Webster passively, although it didn’t seem to be because they didn’t like him, they were just tired and upset. I gave Web a smile before getting off the truck, following Joe close behind.

“Y’know, you didn’t have to be so mean to Web.” I said calmly, making sure to not seem mad at Joe as to not have him get defensive.

“I guess, but it’s bullshit that we had men come back just to get killed.” He said quickly. When he said that, I saw Lieutenant Lipton sluggishly walking towards a building. The poor man had a bad case of Pneumonia, so I ran over and put his arm under my shoulders to help him. As I did that, explosions rang over our head and fell a little farther than we were. He gave me a smile and I helped him into the building he was walking towards. It was pretty on the inside, Luz and Captain Speirs were in the room along with Webster walking in. 

“Hey look who it is. Nice digs, huh, Lip? (Y/n)?” Luz said to me and Lipton as I helped Lipton situate himself on the couch.

“Yeah.” Lipton called back, unenthusiastically and coughed slightly after.

George came over with a blanket and put it on Lipton. He had a lit cigarette in his mouth, so I took it out and took a long drag from it.

“Hey what gives (Y/n). Just ‘cause you’re a pretty dame with a nice rack doesn’t mean you can steal my cigs.” He said while laughing, only partly joking. I gave him a look and replied,

“You’re just mad, this is all you get to see of my ‘nice’ rack.” 

He laughed and replied with a ‘you bet’. As he said that, a new voice spoke up, mock confident.

“Ahem. Is this the company CP for Easy?” He asked, looking at me and Luz weirdly before I went to get Lip a cup of hot coffee. 

From the kitchen, I could vaguely hear that he called himself Lieutenant Jones and that he was asking for Captain Speirs. I came out with a coffee for Lipton as Speirs was drilling him about going to the back to sack out and rest. I noticed Jones had stood up when Speirs walked in.

“Christ Captain, give him a break. He’s got Pneumonia!” I told Speirs as I handed Lipton his coffee and gave him a squeeze on his shoulder. Lipton thanked me with a small smile as the new guy looked at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher.

“Hello to you Ms. (L/n). If he doesn’t rest up though, that Pneumonia won’t go away.” He said pointedly at Lipton.

“I’m sorry, are you a field nurse? I didn’t think they let field nurses come this close to action.” Jones asked me, even though he wasn’t asking with any malicious intent, and it was all curiosity, I still got upset.

“Why d’ya think I’m a field nurse? I’m literally in uniform.” I deadpanned at him while giving him a little attitude for automatically assuming I’d be a field nurse just because I was a woman.

“Oh. I’m sorry, truly I was just curious. I didn't mean any offense, I just didn’t know they let women become paratroopers.” He said quickly, face turning slightly red.

“They don’t. (Y/n) here has some insane stamina, and she’s a helluva shot!” Webster spoke up for me, and I threw him a smile.

“Oh gee, Shifty’s got a better shot than I’d ever dream of having.” I replied, giving credit to Shifty, as he did have a better shot and he was just the sweetest man alive. At that, Winters walked in and told us he’d need fifteen of us on a patrol tonight to capture prisoners. When he said he’d need a translator, I instantly knew it’d be me or Joe as we were the only two in Second Platoon who could speak German. Webster could as well, but we didn’t know which Platoon he’d be in. 

After Nixon and Winters left, Speirs began talking to Lipton about who should lead, and who he could take for the patrol. During this, Jones asked to be on the patrol, which Speirs answered quickly and easily with a no, that he hadn’t any experience. 

“Lipton, how many prisoners do you think there’ll be?” Speirs asked the man in question.

“Honestly, sir, I’m not quite sure, anywhere between three to forty it seems.” He said in reply.

“(L/n).” Speirs called for me as I was sitting in a chair reading.

“Ya want me to be a translator, that it?” I asked, knowing that’s what he was about to ask me.

“Yes ma’am.” 

“Alright.”

When Webster and Lieutenant Jones left for OP two, I decided to get going as well. I knew Liebgott would be there so that was a good enough reason for me.

“Web, I’m comin’ with. Joe’s probably there right now.” I said to David, although slightly talking to Jones as well, to let him know I’d be going to.

“Yeah, no problem. Say when you’re finished with that book, d’ya mind if I reread it?” He asked me as all three of us walked down the street.

“Awh hell Web, I’ve read this thing three times now, you can go ahead and read it now.” I said while throwing him the book, silently noting how quiet Lieutenant Jones was behind us. The two men were running around crouching behind a little garden wall as I stood up, not seeing why they were doing that. When I heard the door open, Sergeant Kiehn came out, greeting me and Web and telling us where OP two was at. Before anymore words could get exchanged, bombs and mortars started raining down on us and we started running and ducking to take cover. We sat against the wall of a building before a man shouted out that it was all clear. After that, we quickly got to the building where OP two was located. Once inside, I immediately went upstairs and sat down on Joe’s bunk and plopped my stuff down.

“Hey doll, where’d you run off to?” Joe asked while wrapping his arms around me as a way to annoy me.

“Went to help Lip, where’d you go?” I asked while laughing at him.

“Came here.” He replied while digging his face into my stomach and faking sleep. Web and Lieutenant Jones came up not too long after I had, and when Jones saw me and Liebgott he immediately stiffened and gave me and Joe a weird look.

“This spot taken?” Webster asked.

“Nah it’s all yours.” Joe said to him while turning his face away from my stomach, my hands went down to card through his hair and he took notice of Jones’ look.

“Fuck are you staring at?” Joe asked him while sitting up and giving him his own glare.

“I’m sorry?” The Lieutenant asked, offended.

“You got a starin’ problem? Why you lookin’ at me and (Y/n) like that?” He challenged him.

“Alright, alright. Quit fighting, we’ve got news.” Webster said, breaking up the fight.

“Dummer, zimperlicher Junge, der dich so ansieht. (Stupid, prissy boy, lookin at you like that)” Joe mumbled to me in German, only loud enough for only me to hear.

“Er ist einfach sauer, weil du mich berührst und nicht er. (He's just mad because you're touching me and not him)” I said back laughing.

Me and Joe got up to go talk to a bunch of men in the corner laughing and smoking, while Webster and Jones went to talk to Malark. When Joe heard them talk about the patrol he pulled Web aside and I went and sat next to Babe to listen to what he was going to say.

“What do you know about this patrol thing?” Joe asked Web quietly.

“Uh, nothing.” Web said while nodding his head.

“Oh, come on, Web. You gotta know something.” Ramirez interrogated.

“I don’t” He replied adamantly 

` “Bullshit.” 

Web and everyone went back and forth and soon more people sat down to listen. I knew Web wouldn’t give anything up, so I decided to. My head was starting to hurt and I wanted to lay down before the patrol knowing I’d be on it at 0100.

“Speirs is picking fifteen men, Jonesy boy wants to be one of ‘em.” I said while yawning. Joe looked down at me and said,

“I say let the kid go, he could use the experience.” He smiled then Ramirez perked up,

“And I bet they could find fourteen other replacements to help him out.” while smirking.

“Nope.” I said, popping the p. “Babe, McClung, Ramirez and I are going out there.” I said dismissively.

“(Y/n)!” Web hissed at me.

“What?” I asked, confused. Then proceeded with,

“Pssh, I’ll just say it was you who said it, Joe and Babe’ll back me up, won’t you boys.” I asked, smiling up at Joe then at Babe.

“Course we will, doll.” Joe replied and Babe grunted. Webster deadpanned me and sat down when Malarkey started telling us about the patrol. 

When the phone rang, and the PX supplies came in, I was ecstatic. New shoes and a shower? Felt like late Christmas. On our way out, the Krauts started to bomb us. We ran down the stairs and I threw myself under a table with Joe. When we had made it outside, we heard there was a casualty, Bill Kiehn. He was a Toccoa man. It was upsetting and it was unfair that he’d gotten through Bastogne only to die like this. I hadn’t known him too well, but the fact that I’d been talking to him 30 minutes prior made me feel like throwing up. Instead of staying to watch, me and the rest of the second platoon went over to the showers to pick up our new ODs. 

Arriving at the showers, we went to go pick up our new ODs, and anything else they’d dropped for us. Nixon was standing by the depot and was holding a box with my name on it. Being the only woman paratrooper here meant I’d need a different size uniform and boots. I thanked Nixon and grabbed the box, opening it. Inside there was a uniform my size, boots, and women’s sanitary needs, a new bra set, and a few new pairs of panties.

“Well ain’t you a lucky gal, getting new undergarments while we’re stuck with the same briefs.” A voice came from behind me. Getting ready to yell at whoever was looking over my shoulder, I turned and realized it was Joe.

“Aww, poor baby has to wear the same briefs.” I replied, feigning upset and then laughing when I saw his disgruntled expression.

 Before I could run off to take a much needed shower, Malarkey called for us to let us know who’d be going on the patrol.

Heffron, McClung, Ramirez, me, Liebgott, Grant, Wynn, Jackson, Shifty and Webster. When we heard how many second platoon men were going, you could practically feel the rage flowing from us. 

We’d all been pissed, wanting to complain but knowing it’d do us no good. Malarkey went off towards the showers and told us to as well. There were men standing at the entrance, undressing and some coming out wet. I didn’t want to undress, even if it was only down to my bra and panties. I’d been behind Joe when I took my first few layers of my tops off. Down to my black bra and army-issued pants was when Webster came up to talk to Joe, effectively, scaring the shit out of me.

“Jesus, Web, you came outta nowhere.” I said, holding my hand to my chest to calm down.

“Oops, sorry (Y/n).” He said while rubbing the back of his neck nervously. I’d noticed his face had turned a bright shade of red, but I thought it was because he was embarrassed that he’d scared me. A hand shot out to grab my arm and turn me around when I noticed it was Joe. 

“What’s the matter?” I asked curiously.

“Do you not see everyone lookin’ at you like they’re starving men looking at their last meal?” He asked bewildered. Suddenly, I became hyper aware of most of the men's eyes on me, waiting for me to finish undressing. Before I could respond Joe spoke up again.

“Nevermind that, just finish and we can go in together.” Quickly I went to undo my belt, and I realized Joe was already down to his briefs, waiting on me. I felt bad to make him wait, but he didn’t have to if he didn’t want to. I took this time to really look at Joe. Sure he was cute, and I’d definitely thought about him like this before, but would he really want me? I tried not to let my hopes get up, and as I slipped my pants down my legs, I forced myself to look away from his bare chest.

Having a hot shower was probably the best thing I’d had in a long time. Quickly scrubbing my body and hair down and then rinsing off, I stepped outside in a towel and grabbed my new uniform, and new undergarments.

Joe had finished showering, so I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to a random building to change, and do my hair. When we got in, there was nobody there, probably all in the showers, so I took Joe to the first mirror I found in a bedroom and made him sit down. He had no obligations and I told him I’d be back after changing. Once I finished, I brought out my old undergarments and towel and hung them out to dry.

There was a vanity on the opposite side of a bed, with a little cushion seat, and some old, dusty hair products. I quickly got to work using them and braiding up my hair.

“Why’d you pull me away doll? Want me that bad huh?” He questioned while smirking at me and drawing a cigarette from his front pocket.

“Yeah, you wish. I wanted someone to talk to.” I joked back before replying honestly and looking at him through the mirror. I finished doing my last braid as Joe was telling me about one of his comics he found that he enjoyed. Standing up, I walked over to stand in front of him, looking down on him as he was sitting on the bed. He stopped talking and we made eye contact. He looked as handsome as ever sitting in his new ODs, with a fresh shower.

“Well don’t you look handsome in your new uniform with your hair combed.” I said to him in a sweet voice running my hands through his wet hair. His eyes darkened as his hands went to hold onto my hips.

“Jesus, (Y/n). We’ve been through hell and back and you’re still the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen.” He said confidently. I could feel my face getting hot, he’d said things like this before, but this time, it felt different. Stronger almost. 

“Oh, Joe. You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever met.” I whispered to him, and he looked up at my lips, silently asking me. I slowly closed my eyes and let my hands fall from his hair down to his face, I slowly leaned down as he looked up and closed my eyes. As our lips were less than a centimeter apart, someone awkwardly coughed.

We sprung away from each other, embarrassed that we got caught. Looking at who it was, some random replacement apologized and said he left something in here and it was his room.

When he left, I started laughing and grabbed Joe by the arm to pull him up.

“Come on, I bet everyone is wondering where we went.”

“Goddammit Johnny, you’re breaking my heart.” Luz said.

“Come on, George, just give me, I don’t know, ten, fifteen bars?” Martin pressured him

“Juicy fruit, happy?”

Johnny and Cobb had been pestering George to give them Hershey bars. I knew there wasn’t enough, and that it wasn’t fair so I just stayed quiet the whole time. Cobb began badgering George again and when George went to defend himself, a whole group of men walked in.

“Whoa, Hershey bars!” Joe exclaimed, coming up behind me to rest his hands on my shoulders from where I was sitting in front of the table of candy and treats.

“Jesus Christ.” Poor George just couldn’t catch a break.

“Wait your turn, Liebgott.” Cobb said, pissing me off. I never really liked Cobb and he didn’t like me.

“Yeah, who they for?” Liebgott asked George.

“Not you, Lieb.”

“Oh come on George, one bar!” Joe pestered, wanting to get that bar.

“Y’know who they’re for? People who don’t interrogate me. Here, (Y/n), have a bar!” George replied while looking Joe in the eye.

“Oh George! Thank you!” I exclaimed excitedly. I hadn’t known the last time I’d gotten chocolate.

“Christ, you’re only giving it to her because she’s a woman and you wanna get on her good side in case the opportunity arises to fuck her!” Cobb said angrily as I turned around, glaring, ready to hit him.

“That sounds more like something you’d do, knowing you couldn’t get a woman to sleep with you willingly if your life depended on it!” I yelled back at him which caused him to call me a slur of colorful words. After that, Joe yelled at him and I ignored him.

“Hey big mouth! Give Lieb a Hershey bar, huh?” Perconte asked.

When I heard his voice, I jumped up, running up to him to give him a hug.

“Perco! Your back!” I exclaimed as he hugged me back.

“You gotta be shittin’ me! Look who it is!” George laughed and said.

“How ya feeling?” Joe then asked him, smiling.

“As long as you keep your hands off my ass, I’ll be fine.” Perconte replied, laughing.

“Have a Hershey’s!” Luz threw one at Perconte.

“Hey he gets a fuckin Hershey bar?” Joe asked, offended as I came to sit down next to him, opening up my Hershey’s.

“Ask ya girlfriend to french ya when she’s done eating it.” George joked as I took a bite into my bar and broke it in half.

“I’ll do you one better, Joe.” I said after I swallowed and handed him the half I didn’t bite into. He took it with thanks.

“That’s not one better, he’d rather you kiss him (L/n)!” Luz said while laughing right after. Joe pushed him backwards while also laughing

At 1700, there was a briefing about the house we’d be going into. I was next to Shifty, talking with him. Every now and again me and Joe would make eye contact, until the other looked away. Winters, and Martin walked in which caused Joe to look away first. Winters explained Johnny would be going in Malarkey's place, and that made everyone slightly more comfortable. I was on Johnny’s team, along with Webster. I walked out and Liebgott was waiting for me, he left with me and as we passed Speirs, he told Joe he didn’t have to go on the patrol.

We’d been all stationed in the basement for now before the patrol. Having to eat slop and we couldn’t have our helmets. I sat with Shifty as I ate.

“Youse gonna be out there with a gun?” Shifty asked me in a sweet voice, I knew what he was talking about. He was asking if I’d be helping shoot.

“Nah, well obviously I’ll have a gun, but I’m mainly a translator.” I smiled at him and he smiled back.

“I don’ understand why they never let you shoot with me. You’re a helluva sniper.” Shifty told me, making me giggle at him.

“Oh Shift, you know how to make a woman feel good about herself.” I replied, happy that I got to talk to him before the patrol. He always knew how to make someone happy, even during nerve-wracking times.

At 0100, we were getting into those rubber boats, and setting sail on a short trip across the river. Before the fourth boat could even get far, it flipped and we were down three men. I wasn’t too nervous, knowing that I’d been through worse. When we got to the other side, Martin had someone cut the fence and me and Web, being translators, meant that we had to be up front in case we found any Germans. 

So far, we’d gotten up to the steps of the house we’d need to get prisoners from. Johnny had shot into the window, and Jackson went up to throw his grenade, except, instead of waiting for it to finish detonating, Jackson didn’t stop and immediately went into the house, getting hit straight in the face with his grenade. As we ran in, me and Web were yelling at the men in German. We started to split the three men up when I heard a small cry in the corner of the room. I stopped to turn to go towards the sound.

“(L/n)! What are you doing?” Johnny yelled at me.

“Sir! There’s a child!” I shouted, confused. When I got down eye level with the little girl, I noticed she was only in a thin, white nightgown, with no shoes. She looked malnourished, hurt and mostly scared. 

“Alsjeblieft! Alsjeblieft! (Please! Please!)” The little girl cried in Dutch, shrinking away from me when I went to get her.

“Het is goed schat! Rustig maar, ik ben hier om te helpen! (Its okay dear! Relax, I'm here to help!)” I replied to her in Dutch. What had a little Dutch girl been doing here? I didn’t have time to continue to calm the little girl before Johnny started yelling about getting on the boats and leaving.

“Klein meisje, ik ga je ophalen. (Little girl, I'm going to pick you up.)” I warned her before grabbing her bridal style and running with her out of the house and covering her eyes to make sure she didn’t see what was happening around her with Jackson. Pushing everyone into the boats, the girl I was holding onto kept crying and crying. The poor little girl couldn’t have been more than four years old. 

“Het is goed schat. Het is goed schat. (It’s alright baby. It’s alright baby.)” I kept repeating to the small frightened girl. When Webster jumped into the boat behind me, we started going back to our side. He had his head ducked, as the Krauts kept shooting at the back boat. He had his arms around me when he realized I was shielding a child.

“(Y/n)! What the hell? Why do you have a child?” He yelled out over the gun fire.

“I don’t know! She was in the corner, she’s Dutch!” I replied, still confused as to how she got here and why she wasn’t in the Netherlands. We all ran downstairs, I was still holding onto the little girl, she had come from the Germans territory so I had to stay with her by the other prisoners. Nobody had come up to me about the girl yet so I took this as a time to try to get information so she wasn’t bombarded when adrenaline wore off.

“Wat is je naam? (What’s your name?)” I asked her calmly. She looked up at me with teary dark blue eyes. “Tineke.” She responded in a quiet voice. I was sitting on the floor and I held her so she was only facing me. I could feel someone watching me, but for now I didn’t care.

“Mooie naam! De mijne is (Y/n)! (Beautiful name! Mine is (Y/n)!)” I replied while smiling at her and gently carding my hand through her dark brown strands. Her skin was deathly pale and it was obvious she hadn’t drank or eaten anything in a long time. I gave her my canteen and she took it wearily. She wouldn’t drink it because she was scared of what could be in it. I took it back and took a small sip and gave it back. When she noticed I was okay, she started drinking out of it rapidly. 

When she finished drinking, I asked her more questions. 

“Spreek je Engels? (Can you speak English?)” I asked her. “Little bit.” She replied hesitantly.

“Very good, mijn liefje! (My love!)” She seemed to smile a little at the name I’d given her.

“Where is your mommy?” I asked slowly. She started to get upset at the mention of her mother but she replied anyway.

“She die. The Duits kill her. I am Joods. They take her and kill my mammie in de camps for Jodens. Then they keep me. (The Germans kill her. I am Jewish. My mommy. Camps for Jews.)” She told me in a somber tone. When she couldn’t think of the right word, she’d just say it in Dutch. I thought about bringing her to Joe later knowing he was Jewish, she might feel comfortable with him. 

“You’re safe now, liefje.” I told her while bringing her close to my chest. She ended up falling asleep not even ten minutes later. It gave me time to think about what she had said. She never mentioned a last name which made me believe she didn’t know it. The camp she was talking about was also weird. What did she mean by a camp for Jewish people?

Jackson had died. That boy who’d just turned twenty, had died. He had his whole life ahead and he died in a stupid war. I hadn’t even known him too well, but he just died in front of me, in front of everyone. I was thankful Tineke was asleep as she’d already seen enough. 

A day had passed since the patrol. The Germans were taken away and Tineke wouldn’t talk to anyone except me, and occasionally Joe. When Winters had found out about her, he had to ask her questions. I had come with because she couldn’t speak English very well and she refused to go anywhere if I wasn’t with her. The poor girl had been traumatized and it seemed like she’d been like that for a while.

While asking her questions, we found out her family was Jewish, and when the Germans found out, they took her and her family out of their homes to be sent to a camp. She didn’t know much, just that her mother and her got away and when they were found by the two Germans, her mother tried to fight against them resulting in her getting shot. Tineke was then taken as a hostage. 

Doc Roe came in to see how she was and it turned out she had been malnourished, and if I hadn’t found her when I did she would’ve been dead. Later that day I took her to the building where the second platoon was located to introduce her. 

I walked in and held onto Tine and went upstairs.

“Guys, this is Tineke. She was found in the house with the other POWs and she’s Dutch. She can speak some English, but don’t bombard her.” I spoke when I went upstairs and saw everyone. They all looked at us, and one by one I walked around with her and had her say hi to everyone. When I got to the last person, Joe, I sat down on the bunk with him and had her greet him.

“Tine, why don’t you tell Joe what you are.” I reminded her. I had told her to tell him she was Jewish before we went upstairs.

“Jewish.” Was all she said, nervous and not knowing too much English, she turned her face away into my chest. I rubbed my hand down her knotted, dirty hair realizing she needed a bath.

“Ain’t that cool! I’m Jewish too!” Joe responded in a sweet voice, smiling down at her when she slightly turned her head towards him. Before any more words could get exchanged, Webster came in to break the news that we were to go on another patrol that night and there would be another meeting at 1800. It was currently 1530 so I decided to bring Tineke down to the kitchen sink where I could give her a makeshift bath. I remembered how my mom would do that for me and my siblings when we were little and there were no baths in any of the houses.

I grabbed some soap and put it in her hair while I’d tell her stories to pass the time. 

“A long time ago, there were two moons. It was said one of them, named houden got too close to the sun, and out came thousands of dragons.” I told her a story my mother used to tell me all the time.

“Houden? To hold?” She asked as I began rinsing out her hair.

“That’s right. That’s how dragons were born.” I told her. As I finished saying that, another voice piped up from behind me.

“I didn’t know dragons were born from the moon.” Joe came up behind me and waved at Tineke, who brought her hand up slightly.

“That’s because I never told you that.” I said while smiling up at him. He moved to have his arms around my waist and laid his head on my shoulder. I finished rinsing Tine off then I grabbed a towel and wrapped her in it. Nixon had got clothes small enough to fit her from one of his sources. It was a small, black dress with a dark brown fluffy shawl. She also had stockings and tiny boots. When I finished dressing her, I braided up her hair and put on a hat.

At 1800 we all went down to the basement to await Winter’s meeting he called.

“Whatcha lookin’ at Webster.” A drunk Cobb said. I put one of my hands on Web’s shoulder, holding Tineke to my chest as she slept on me, and he turned to give me a smile.

“That’s what I thought, college boy.” Cobb said while swaying lightly on his feet. I gave Cobb a glare and squeezed the hand I had on Web’s shoulder.

“Are you drunk, trooper?” Lieutenant Jones asked him, angrily.

“Leave me alone.” Cobb replied, looking away.

“Answer the question.” Jones said firmly.

“Yes, sir, I am drunk, sir.” Cobb said sassily before adding, “Drunk, and sick and tired of fucking patrols. Taking orders-”

“Hey Cobb, shut up. It’s boring, okay.” Martin cut him off before he could finish what he was saying.

“Taking his side, Johnny?” “Yeah, I am.”

After that shit show I went and sat by Joe, wanting to make sure I wouldn’t be in Cobb’s line of fire in case he decided to throw something.

Winters came in to not only tell us that we didn’t have to go on that patrol, but that we’d also be off the line tomorrow. After he left, everyone started talking, which woke up Tine, who had no idea what was going on, but was happy because everyone else was. 

When I went upstairs, Winters was waiting for me.

“Hey, (Y/n).” He said, a bittersweet tone to his voice.

“Hello, sir. Anything I can help you with?” I asked, slightly nervous that he had waited for me.

“It turns out, we found one of Tineke’s family members. Her aunt and uncle. They’re set to come tonight.” He said quietly.

“Oh. Well that’s great!” I smiled slightly, feeling my heart get heavy at the fact that the young girl would be leaving.

“Tine, you hear that? Your aunt and uncle are coming to pick you up.” I told her, looking down at her. She perked up, looking between me and Winters and then she smiled. She smiled bigger than I’d ever seen her smile.

When her aunt and uncle arrived at 2100, Tineke ran up to them and they picked her up. They repeatedly thanked me and Winters and before they left, I gave Tineke a hug and kiss and turned around to walk away. As I did that, I noticed Joe was standing there waiting for me, smiling sweetly at me. We walked away, arm in arm to go back to the house together. The next day, we’d all been sent to the trucks to move to our new location. I was sitting next to Joe, my head on his shoulder as I slept. 

We had made it to Germany. The Krauts surrendered and Hitler shot himself. We were finally able to stay in an actual house, with actual baths and actual beds. To us, life couldn’t get any better. 

Me and Joe had been sharing a house with Perco and Luz. Frank and George went out to get eggs from a farmhouse a few blocks down so right now it was just me and Joe.

“You excited, doll?” He asked me from the table. I put down one of the wet dishes I was washing, and replied,

“For what Lieb?” “We got through the hard part!” Oh. I hadn’t really thought about that yet.

“Well, yeah, I guess. I’m just scared that I’ll have to go to the Pacific if this war finishes soon.” I replied genuinely.

“Oh don’t worry about that right now.” He said while standing up and coming behind me. I put down the last dish and pulled off the wet, yellow gloves I had on to wash the dishes in.

“Y’know, Perco and Luz just left.” 

“I know Liebgott, I’ve got eyes.” I replied, smiling up at him while turning around to face him. He put his hands on the sink behind me and smiled down on me.

“Well if your eyes are any good, then you’ll be able to see how much of a hold ya got on me.” He spoke before closing the distance between us and closing the gap.

I immediately closed my eyes and kissed him back. We slowly pulled apart, and without another word he slammed his mouth into mine. This time, he was much more passionate. His hands wandered down to my waist, and mine went up to his neck and hair. I gasped as he bit my bottom lip, and he snuck his tongue into my mouth. I kissed him back with as much fervor as I could, slightly pulling on his hair without realizing. He moaned into my mouth and the vibrations caused heat to pool in my stomach.

His hands started to roam down my body, causing me to moan as well. He pulled me flush against him and then pulled me up the stairs into one of the rooms I was occupying. I gently sat down on the bed and his fingers went to my uniform top, unbuttoning my shirt. 

Perconte and Luz were walking down the trail to the house they were sharing with (Y/n) and Joe, they had eggs to cook up for everyone. When they got inside, they expected to see (Y/n) and Joe downstairs, waiting for them like they had been before.

“Hey, where’d they go-”

“D’you hear that?” George cut Frank off when he heard what sounded like muffled banging from upstairs. The two men immediately smirked at each other, and Luz ran upstairs.

They stopped outside of the door getting ready to knock, when they heard moaning from the other side.

Before Frank could hold George back, he knocked on the door yelling, 

“You two better hurry up before me and Perco eat all the eggs!” It was quiet for a moment before Joe shouted out towards the two men,

“Go ahead! I’m eating something way better!”

IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG! If I missed any TWs lmk and I'll add them!

[flagwars]

Flag Wars 2: Round 1

In celebration of the two year anniversary of Flag Wars, this is a sequel to the original Flag Wars! Unlike most of the tournaments, it has no theme and can feature any flag, as long as it wasn’t in a prior tournament. All of these flags were submitted to the Flag Wars 2. This is going to be a very large tournament with a diverse selection of flags!

See the brackets below.

Round 1:

1. Tennessee vs. Royal Canadian Geographic Society vs. Samus Aran Pride Flag vs. Væroy, Norway vs. Girlfailure vs. Monsterfucker vs. Hatsune Miku Pride Flag vs. Unused Utah flag proposal

2. Malá Víska, Czechia vs. Axogender vs. Flag of the Shrimpocracy vs. The Keisterson Flag vs. Disability Pride Flag vs. Toxic Yuri Pride Flag vs. Kociewie, Poland vs. Nonoichi, Japan

3. Boguchansky District, Russia vs. Vráble, Slovakia vs. Crimean Tartars vs. New York Redesign vs. Anticorona (Heraldica Slovenica) vs. Rabies Pride vs. Nitra, Slovakia vs. Honeygender

4. Berber/Amazigh vs. Sutherland, Scotland vs. Romani vs. Starflake/L'etoile du Nord Flag vs. Floptropica vs. Estonia flag proposal vs. Pays Pourlet, France vs. Sunyer, Spain

5. NAVA 59 in Seattle vs. Biromantic (redesign) vs. Polish Naval Jack vs. Pilgrimage Brotherhood of St. Anne of Morašice vs. Bajookieland vs. Communist Mississippi vs. Kingdom of Rohan (Lord of the Rings) vs. Merya (proposed)

6. Bedfordshire, England vs. Ryki County, Poland vs. Vannes, France vs. Assyrian Democratic Movement vs. Idel-Ural State vs. Slowjamastan (micronation) vs. Lúky, Slovakia vs. New England

7. Martian Congressional Republic (The Expanse) vs. Groznensky District, Russia vs. Commonwealth of Dracul (micronation) vs. Kanepi Parish, Estonia vs. Rosalina Checkpoint Flag (Super Mario 3D World) vs. Moksha (proposed) vs. Dolní Dubňany, Czechia vs. Orientationgender

8. Wendell, Massachusetts vs. Don’t Tread on Wikipede vs. Western Armenia (proposed) vs. Quebec City, Quebec vs. Committee of Bakshir Resistance vs. Île de Batz, France vs. Republic of Avalonia (micronation) vs. Ainu

9. Bowsersexual vs. Personal Flag Day vs. Bonaire vs. Noxlibic vs. Flag of the mountain of Ještěd vs. Intersex Cardinal vs. Bristow, Oklahoma unused flag proposal vs. NAVA 56 in Saint Augustine

10. Russian Empire (private use, 1914-1917) vs. Flag of the Primary and Primary Artistic School Líbeznice vs. Flag of the Roman Catholic Parish of St. Michael Olomouc vs. NAVA 57 in Philadelphia vs. Templin Institute viz Buzdyaksky District, Russia vs. Latveria (Marvel) vs. Tulsa, Oklahoma

11. Flag of the Roman Catholic Parish of Šilheřovice vs. Palekh, Russia vs. Sudria vs. Belarus flag redesign vs. Sámi vs. Palmerston North, New Zealand vs. LGBT Purge Fund vs. Queer Chevron

12. Aruba vs. Transgender Acadiana vs. Asturias, Spain vs. French Polynesia vs. Rataje, Czechia vs. Antwerp Province, Belgium vs. Kuromify the World (Sanrio) vs. Filipino Empire (Roblox Rise of Nations)

13. Flag of Kunratice babies vs. Mothman pride flag (Flags For Good) vs. Voděrady, Czechia vs. Knightly Order of Saint Wenceslas EOSW vs. Barbieland vs. Kryštof Huk’s personal flag vs. New Caledonia vs. Ctiboř, Czechia

14. Crystal, Minnesota vs. Lincoln, Nebraska vs. Nivkh (proposed) vs. Dolní Černůtky, Czechia vs. Autistan vs. Neapolitan Pansexual vs. Romulan Star Empire (Star Trek) vs. Wellington, New Zealand vs. Personal flag of Masao Okazaki

15. Bisexuals of the Blade vs. Ayabaca, Peru vs. Bruntál, Czechia vs. Kirbyburgergender vs. Czech Rowing Club Pardubice vs. Vísky, Czechia vs. Mari Ushem vs. Raková, Czechia vs. Jolly Roger of the Buggy Pirates (One Piece)

16. Keystone Progress Pride Flag vs. Deaf Flag vs. Flintshire, Wales vs. Cornwall, England vs. Moravian Genealogical and Heraldic Society vs. Odřepsy, Czechia vs. Breadistan vs. Naval Ensign of Estonia vs. Slaughter Beach, Delaware

[mariacallous]

Last week, but a few blocks from the White House and Capitol Hill, two young people, on the eve of starting a new life together, were gunned down.  

Let us be clear: These victims were the targets of an antisemitic hate crime. This gunman seems to have sought out a Jewish event because he knew that was where he could find Jews to kill. He shot his victims over 20 times and, as one of them tried to crawl away, he shot her in the back to end her life. He then went into this gathering, which ironically was focused on alleviating the suffering in Gaza, and shouted, “Free Palestine,” which, whatever its initial meaning, has become an antisemitic call. 

Antisemitism is a bipartisan issue and a national problem that demands the attention and concern of all Americans, irrespective of their identity and political leanings. We, the authors of this cri de coeur, write as Americans, as Jews and as those who have served and are soon to serve our country in the battle against this terrible scourge.

Antisemitism is often called the world’s oldest hatred. The antisemites not only look down upon Jews, claiming that Jews are disgusting and spread disease, but also allege that Jews are powerful and conspiratorial. According to this depraved and illogical worldview, Jews must be stopped by any means necessary.

No one should think that antisemitism threatens only Jews. To be sure, Jews are first in the crosshairs, whether worshipping in a Pittsburgh synagogue, shopping in a kosher supermarket in Paris or attending a social event just a few blocks from the White House.   

But antisemitism is also a multi-tiered threat to democracy, the rule of law, international security and society at large. In short, antisemitism is a threat to America.

Those same individuals who chant “death to Israel” often harbor a deep-seated contempt, if not hatred, for America and all it represents. 

While we are focused on preventing further antisemitic violence, we also worry about the normalization of antisemitic rhetoric.  We have witnessed, both here and throughout the world, the use of Jew-hating words, slogans and chants that would have been unthinkable not too long ago.

In 2017, marchers in Charlottesville, Virginia, screamed, “Jews will not replace us.” In 2021, soccer fans in Antwerp chanted, “Hamas, Jews to the gas” while making the Nazi salute. That is vile antisemitism.

Jewish students on campuses from Yale to UCLA were blocked from reaching their classes unless they denounced Israel and Zionism. These are not political protests. These are antisemitism, plain and simple.

When protesters in Australia rallied on Oct. 9, 2023, in front of Sydney’s iconic Opera House and chanted “Where are the Jews” and “F–k the Jews,” that was not opposition to events in the Middle East. That was a direct threat to Jews. Slogans such as “Globalize the Intifada,” which means kill Jews everywhere, can be heard on many campuses.

History teaches us that silence is acquiescence and it emboldens people such as the gunman who murdered two young people in Washington, D.C. 

Last year, the U.S. government spearheaded the creation of the Global Guidelines to Counter Antisemitism, an effort that has been fully embraced by Secretary of State Marco Rubio and the current administration. If the 43 nations and multinational entities that have endorsed the guidelines live up to their commitment, we will have what Israel’s foreign minister called the first international coalition to fight antisemitism.

We call attention to the first of the guidelines: Government leaders must speak out expeditiously and unequivocally. And you do not need to be in government service to speak out — expeditiously and unequivocally – when you see or hear antisemitism.  

Let us resolve to educate people as to the dangers of this age-old hatred.  Educate your friends and colleagues. Do not be silent. Explain to them why what they are saying is dangerous. To paraphrase the Department of Homeland Security: If you hear something, say something. And say something, even if that person is your friend.

Above all, irrespective of where you stand on the political spectrum — left, right, center — do not use antisemitism as a political weapon to achieve other goals. That will only serve to debase and weaken our fight against this terrible scourge. This fight must be bipartisan and non-political.  

Now is the time for all to rise to the occasion in the face of a grave threat to us all. Our collective future depends on our success.

[phaoi]

1. Stockholm

2. Stockholm

3. Stockholm

4. Antwerp

5. Oslo

6. Stockholm

7. Frankfurt?

8. Helsinki

9. Warsaw

[mentaltimetraveller]

Marianne Berenhaut

Storage Space Tick Tack, Antwerp September 13 – November 9, 2024

[princess-park]

Harry Styles: Live On Tour (2017-2018)

2017

September 19: San Francisco

September 20: Los Angeles

September 25: Nashville N1

September 26: Chicago N1

September 28: New York City N1

September 30: Boston N1

October 1: Washington D.C. N1

October 4: Toronto N1

October 5: Upper Darby

October 8: Atlanta

October 10: Irving

October 11: Austin

October 14: Phoenix

October 25: Paris N1

October 27: Cologne

October 29: London N1

October 30: London N2

November 1: Manchester N1

November 2: Glasgow N1

November 5: Stockholm N1

November 7: Berlin

November 8: Amsterdam N1

November 10: Milan N1

November 19: Shanghai

November 23: Singapore N1

November 26: Sydney N1

November 30: Melbourne N1

December 2: Auckland

December 7: Tokyo N1

December 8: Tokyo N2

2018

March 11: Basel

March 13: Paris N2

March 14: Amsterdam N2

March 16: Antwerp

March 18: Stockholm N2

March 19: Copenhagen

March 21: Oslo

March 24: Oberhausen

March 25: Hamburg

March 27: Munich

March 30: Barcelona

March 31: Madrid

April 2: Milan N2

April 4: Bologna

April 5: Mannheim

April 7: Birmingham

April 9: Manchester N2

April 11: London N3

April 12: London N4

April 14: Glasgow N2

April 16: Dublin

April 21: Perth

April 24: Melbourne N2

April 27: Sydney N2

April 28: Brisbane

May 1: Manila

May 3: Singapore N2

May 5: Hong Kong

May 7: Bangkok

May 10: Kobe

May 12: Chiba

May 23: Buenos Aires

May 25: Santiago

May 27: Rio De Janeiro

May 29: São Paulo

June 1: Mexico City N1

June 2: Mexico City N2

June 5: Dallas

June 7: Houston

June 9: Sunrise

June 11: Duluth

June 12: Nashville N2

June 14: Hershey

June 15: Philadelphia

June 16: Toronto N2

June 18: Boston N2

June 21: New York City N2

June 22: New York City N3

June 24: Washington D.C. N2

June 26: Detroit

June 27: Indianapolis

June 30: Chicago N2

July 1: Saint Paul

July 3: Denver

July 6: Vancouver

July 7: Seattle

July 9: Sacramento

July 11: San Jose

July 13: Inglewood N1

July 14: Inglewood N2

[damiannasworld]

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[the-girl-lost-in-fandoms]

Last Night In Antwerp (part 9): What Would Mr.Beast Do?

Dan is worried about being mainsteam youtubers in 2024 now that they're back. With a background DnPBeat song, they started brainstorming what would people want to see from them.

Started with Minecraft, then animated Dan And Phil, but add cat ears and maid outfits and really deep Markiplier voices.

Phil suggested ghost-hunting and a ghost showed up on one of the balconies! But they agreed it was too much effort to run around after ghosts

Dan realised people just wanted realism so he sent Phil on a rant about FEET (audience's suggestion) and how they're weirdly sexualized even though hands are not. Phil is just really proud to have a higher wiki-feet rating than Dan

They eventually settled on trying to copy Mr.Beast (tho Dan admitted he has never watched a single video). Dan brought out a money gun and sent Phan Dollars to the first row people

But no, what is really people with the kids now... is boxing!

[inhalerupdates]

💥TOUR DATES - 2025💥

FEBRUARY

7- Leeds, UK

8- Manchester, UK

10- Birmingham, UK

11- Nottingham, UK

13- London, UK

14- London, UK

15- Brighton, UK

17- Glasgow, UK

18- Glasgow, UK

19- Newcastle, UK

21- Manchester, UK (postponed)

28- Toronto, ON, Canada

MARCH

1- Toronto, ON, Canada

2- Montreal, QC, Canada

4- Portland, ME, USA

6- Brooklyn, NY, USA

7- Washington, DC, USA

8- Philadelphia, PA, USA

10- Asheville, NC, USA

11- Birmingham, AL, USA

13- Lake Buena Vista, FL, USA

14- Fort Lauderdale, FL, USA

15- St. Petersburg, FL, USA

17- Houston, TX, USA

18- Austin, TX, USA

19- Dallas, TX, USA

22- Buenos Aires, Argentina (LOLLAPALOOZA)

23- Santiago, Chile (LOLLAPALOOZA)

24- Santiago, Chile

27- São Paulo, Brazil (LOLLAPALOOZA SIDESHOW)

28- São Paulo, Brazil (LOLLAPALOOZA)

30- Bogota, Columbia (FESTIVAL ESTEREO PICNIC)

APRIL

16- Kingston, UK (album show)

17- Bristol, UK (album show)

18- Sheffield, UK (album show)

21- Madrid, Spain

22- Barcelona, Spain

24- Paris, France

25- Villeurbanne, France

26- Milan, Italy

28- Zurich, Switzerland

29- Prague, Czech Republic

30- Vienna, Austria

MAY

2- Munich, Germany

3- Berlin, Germany

5- Copenhagen, Denmark

6- Hamburg, Germany

7- Cologne, Germany

9- Antwerp, Belgium

10- Amsterdam, Netherlands

24- Liverpool, UK (BBC Radio 1 Big Weekend)

25- Warrington, UK (NEIGHBOURHOOD WEEKENDER)

26- Manchester, UK (rescheduled gig)

30- Dublin, Ireland

JUNE

3- Perth, Australia

5- Brisbane, Australia

6- Sydney, Australia

9- Melbourne, Australia

10- Melbourne, Australia

12- Tokyo, Japan

13- Osaka, Japan

20- Landgraaf, Netherlands (Pinkpop Festival)

27- Worthy Farm, Pilton, UK (Glastonbury Festival)

JULY

3- Luxembourg, Luxembourg

6- Athens, Greece (EJEKT FESTIVAL)

10- Scarborough, UK (supporting Blossoms)

12- Glasgow, UK (TRNSMT Festival)

SEPTEMBER

13- Asbury Park, NJ, USA (Sea.Hear.Now Festival)

15- Huntington, NY

16- Richmond, VA

18- Charleston, SC

19- Atlanta, GA, USA (Shaky Knees Festival)

20- Cincinnati, OH

21- Chicago, IL (Riot Fest)

23- St. Louis, MO

24- Indianapolis, IN

26- Allentown, PA

27- Bridgeport, CT, USA (Soundside Music Festival)

[beardedmrbean]

Storm force winds of 9 Beaufort have been measured off the Flemish coast. The strongest gusts so far this afternoon were recorded in Wallonia, in Namur Province (101 km/h in Ernage) and Luxembourg Province (97 km/h in Humain).

In West Flanders, security services are asking people to avoid unnecessary trips. The breakwaters and jetties on the coast have been closed. Wind speeds of up to 94 kilometres per hour have already been recorded in the ports of Nieuwpoort and Zeebrugge.

Fire-fighters in the Westhoek District have been called to at least 20 incidents in response to the stormy weather. Between the villages of Elveringe and Zuidschote in Ieper blown-away branches on the roadway caused a dangerous situation and hindered traffic.

In the provinces of Flemish Brabant and Antwerp, provincial roads are closed. In East Flanders, cities including Aalst, Sint-Niklaas and Oudenaarde closed their parks all day.

Traffic disruption in Brussels

In Brussels the De Brouckèreplein and part of the Anspachlaan have been closed to traffic at the request of the police. On the De Brouckèreplein wooden panels from a building site have fallen down onto the public highway.  More panels are also in danger of dropping off.

More havoc elsewhere

Provincial schools in Flemish Brabant are closed. Strong winds caused several parts of the scaffolding of the Sint-Martinus Church in Asse to fall down. The same church was heavily damaged in a storm two years ago. The area around the church is closed to pedestrians, cyclists and motor vehicles until 8pm.

In Antwerp province provincial schools are closed. In Deurne, a kindergarten was evacuated around noon as a precaution because a tree was in danger of falling over due to strong winds. 120 pre-schoolers were evacuated.

1722 helpline activated

The Belgian home ministry has activated the emergency number 1722 for calls to the emergency services when there is no threat to life.

Anyone needing assistance from the fire brigade can submit a request via the e-desk by going to 1722.be or by calling 1722.

The 1722 number is for situations that are not life-threatening. In potentially life-threatening situations, you should still call 112.

[kleefkruid]

Hey guys, just letting you know that I'll be handpoking again over the coming period, I paused it bc I needed the time to do excercises with my machine, but I have a lot of free time in the upcoming month bc my employer is on holiday.

So, super basics, a handpoked tattoo takes a few hours so you have to set aside a proper amount of time preferably during the day. The price will usually be €60 a piece (with deals for getting multiple of the teensy tiny flash of course) They're done at my home in Antwerp, which is close by the station where the Eurostar passes.

6 to 7 and 9 to 14 july I am currently available full days and technically unemployed so if someone is interested to visit on these days I'll throw in something extra like a print or smth.

If you want to know more shoot me a DM

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