#fuck ice

[ieatbugggss]

Fuck ICE

[cocofetti]

[liberaljane]

[shinugodda]

los angeles, ca 2025

[voidthoughts]

Update on the reporter shot with a rubber bullet in LA:

He is a British photographer working for the New York post named Toby Canham.

He was sent to document the protests.

He did not throw a firework at police as misinformationists would like you to believe.

[vampantheon]

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[the-library-of-a-r-labaere]

The Bells

Edgar Allan Poe 1809 –  1849 I.         Hear the sledges with the bells—                  Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells!         How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,            In the icy air of night!         While the stars that oversprinkle         All the heavens, seem to twinkle            With a crystalline delight;          Keeping time, time, time,          In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinabulation that so musically wells        From the bells, bells, bells, bells,                Bells, bells, bells—   From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. II.         Hear the mellow wedding bells,                  Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!         Through the balmy air of night         How they ring out their delight!            From the molten-golden notes,                And all in tune,            What a liquid ditty floats     To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats                On the moon!          Oh, from out the sounding cells, What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!                How it swells!                How it dwells            On the Future! how it tells            Of the rapture that impels          To the swinging and the ringing            Of the bells, bells, bells,          Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,                Bells, bells, bells—   To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!

III.          Hear the loud alarum bells—                  Brazen bells! What tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!        In the startled ear of night        How they scream out their affright!          Too much horrified to speak,          They can only shriek, shriek,                   Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,             Leaping higher, higher, higher,             With a desperate desire,          And a resolute endeavor          Now—now to sit or never,        By the side of the pale-faced moon.             Oh, the bells, bells, bells!             What a tale their terror tells                   Of Despair!        How they clang, and clash, and roar!        What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air!        Yet the ear it fully knows,             By the twanging,             And the clanging,          How the danger ebbs and flows;        Yet the ear distinctly tells,             In the jangling,             And the wrangling.        How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells—              Of the bells—      Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,             Bells, bells, bells—  In the clamor and the clangor of the bells! IV.           Hear the tolling of the bells—                  Iron bells! What a world of solemn thought their monody compels!         In the silence of the night,         How we shiver with affright   At the melancholy menace of their tone!         For every sound that floats         From the rust within their throats                  Is a groan.         And the people—ah, the people—        They that dwell up in the steeple,                  All alone,         And who tolling, tolling, tolling,           In that muffled monotone,          Feel a glory in so rolling           On the human heart a stone—      They are neither man nor woman—      They are neither brute nor human—               They are Ghouls:         And their king it is who tolls;         And he rolls, rolls, rolls,                     Rolls              A pæan from the bells!           And his merry bosom swells              With the pæan of the bells!           And he dances, and he yells;           Keeping time, time, time,           In a sort of Runic rhyme,              To the pæan of the bells—                Of the bells:           Keeping time, time, time,           In a sort of Runic rhyme,             To the throbbing of the bells—           Of the bells, bells, bells—             To the sobbing of the bells;           Keeping time, time, time,             As he knells, knells, knells,           In a happy Runic rhyme,             To the rolling of the bells—           Of the bells, bells, bells—             To the tolling of the bells,       Of the bells, bells, bells, bells—               Bells, bells, bells—   To the moaning and the groaning of the bells.

꧁ঔৣ ྀི﴿ ྀི𓊇ྀི༻ ྀི﷽ ྀི𓆸 ྀི𑣿ྀིྀ🀥 ྀི𖦹꩜𖡎¿⸮𝓜𝓐𝓥𝓘𝓖𝓝𝓔, 𝓞𝓡: 𝓐 𝓣𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓣𝓘𝓢𝓔 𝓞𝓝 𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓜𝓔𝓣𝓐𝓟𝓗𝓨𝓢𝓘𝓒𝓢 𝓞𝓕 𝓘𝓝𝓝𝓔𝓡 𝓢𝓟𝓐𝓒𝓔 𝓣𝓡𝓐𝓥𝓔𝓛, 𝓐𝓝𝓓 𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓚𝓘𝓝𝓖𝓓𝓞𝓜 𝓞𝓕 𝓔𝓡𝓘𝓚𝓐𝓐𝓡, 𝓦𝓗𝓞𝓢𝓔 𝓝𝓐𝓜𝓔 𝓘𝓢 𝓓𝓐𝓡𝓚𝓝𝓔𝓢𝓢 𝓜𝓐𝓓𝓔 𝓛𝓘𝓖𝓗𝓣, 𝓐𝓝𝓓 𝓕𝓤𝓡𝓣𝓗𝓔𝓡 𝓣𝓗𝓔𝓞𝓛𝓞𝓖𝓘𝓒𝓐𝓛 𝓔𝓧𝓟𝓞𝓢𝓘𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝𝓢 𝓣𝓗𝓔𝓡𝓔𝓞𝓕𖭅ʖ༘̇𖡎꩜𖦹🀥 ྀི𑣿ྀིྀ𓆸 ྀི﷽ ྀི༆𓊆ྀི﴾ঔৣ꧂☄ ྀི

[deathtokillian]

Detroit Michigan Saturday, April 19th, 2025

[crown-prince-zuko]

HEY

so if you know someone who went to the LA protests today no you don't actually! All of those people have no identity. You've never been to a protest, you've never seen someone at one, and you certainly have never known the names or faces of any individuals associated with the protests.

[aspiringwarriorlibrarian]

So Trump is adding 700 Marines onto the 2000 Guard he’s sent to quell the protests.

Just so you know, the original “quartering” acts that led to the Third Amendment referred not just to shelter, but to providing supplies, food, fuel, and transportation to soldiers. While the third amendment only refers to housing in text, a general boycott is a long and well established right in American law.

Shut them out. Refuse any service to the occupiers. Make them sleep on floors and streets, make them eat only rations. They’ve come prepared for active aggression, not passive aggression. An army marches on its stomach, so make them starve.

[herpsandbirds]

[onlytiktoks]

[comikbook]

in case anyone was wondering my stance on things

[theconcealedweapon]

[disparition]

at the time when anne frank was arrested, she was breaking the law. the people who helped hide her and other targets of the nazis were also breaking the law.

that is where it leads when you justify state violence. “if you didn’t want oppression you shouldn’t have broken the law” is an attitude that leads directly to fascism, and it rings entirely hollow from those who also support a leader that flagrantly violated the law but waived the consequences by virtue of power possession.

[mymatedave10]

FYI US people, I am very deliberately and legally not advocating for or advocating any specific actions, I’m just sharing interesting information.

with the protests in LA today and the violent federal and local pushback from police: we (me and my editor ryan fae) are accepting leaks, insider data, and public + leak archives relevant to ICE/DHS, LAPD, LASD, and anyone else that could shift the power of knowledge to the people if it were published.

in my words:

for now it's just minor archival data and some older data, but YOU can make a change to that.

we have three bits up already. the below article will be updated constantly. contact info at the bottom of the article. we promise anonymity and general source protection.