#taebe

[minfonica]

yuri is back on the menu

[unskilledpoint]

ok gaeng discord offciailly loecked agaein.

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Christopher Mathias at HuffPost:

A coalition of 185 social justice and religious groups published an open letter Monday expressing support for the campus protest encampments sweeping the country in opposition to Israel’s siege of Gaza, and calling on university administrators to end the brutal crackdowns of the student-led demonstrations. “We commend the students who are exercising their right to protest peacefully despite an overwhelming atmosphere of pressure, intimidation and retaliation, to raise awareness about Israel’s assault on Gaza — with U.S. weapons and funding,” the letter states. “These students have come forth with clear demands that their universities divest from corporations profiting from Israeli occupation, and demanding safe environments for Palestinians across their campuses. ” Groups that signed the letter include Gen-Z for Change, Working Families Party, IfNotNow Movement, Young Democrats of America Black Caucus, Movement for Black Lives, Sunrise Movement, MPower Change, Jewish Voice for Peace, Palestine Legal, and the Unitarian Universalist Association.

Some 900 students have been arrested during anti-war encampments and demonstrations at American universities in the last 10 days, per a tally from Al Jazeera — a tumultuous period that mirrors volatile demonstrations against the Vietnam War in 1968, when police arrested at least 700 students. The open letter Monday represents one of the largest shows of support among progressive groups for the burgeoning student protests, and makes clear the divide between establishment Democratic figures and social justice groups when it comes to U.S. support for Israel. President Joe Biden has refused so far to condition the sale of weapons to Israel. “Our communities have been horrified to see the militarized and violent response to students protesting an ongoing genocide funded and supported by our government, and our coalition of organizations join millions of our members across the country in standing in solidarity with the students’ efforts in support of the people of Gaza,” Yasmine Taeb, one of the main organizers of the letter, told HuffPost. Taeb is a human rights lawyer and political director at MPower Change, a Muslim social justice group.

“Instead of attacking young people mobilizing for Palestinian human rights, President Biden needs to listen to the majority of Americans who have been calling on him to stop funding and supporting the atrocities committed against the people of Gaza,” Taeb said.

[...] Israel has killed over 33,000 Palestinians since Oct. 7, when the Gaza-based militant group Hamas launched an attack in which nearly 1,200 Israelis were killed. In January, the International Court of Justice ruled that Israel’s siege of Gaza — which has displaced 85% of the population and put the occupied territory on the cusp of famine — left Palestinians at risk of experiencing a genocide. Last week, health officials in Gaza said medics had discovered mass graves at hospitals raided by Israeli troops. “We join [the students] in calling for an immediate and lasting ceasefire and an end to the U.S. government’s and institutions’ role in the ongoing genocide of Palestinians in Gaza,” Monday’s letter states. “As we stand in solidarity with the students protesting in encampments across the country, we reaffirm our commitment to amplifying their voices, condemn the university administration officials’ violent response to their activism, and demand that universities remove the presence of police and other militarized forces from their campuses,” it continues.

[...] Meanwhile, Republican Party officials and right-wing media figures have accused the demonstrations of antisemitism, falsely equating criticism of Israel with bigotry towards Jews. Although there have been scattered reports of actual antisemitic incidents at or near the encampments, many were not perpetrated by students but by interlopers. Many of the student protesters across the country are Jewish. Far-right agitators, including Christian nationalist activists, have also targeted the encampments, with MAGA pastor Sean Feucht leading hundreds of Christian and Jewish Zionists on a march around the Columbia campus on Thursday. The rally ended with pro-Israel demonstrators yelling through the gate at pro-Palestinian Columbia students. “Go back to Gaza!” they screamed.

More than 185 groups, including IfNotNow, Jewish Voice For Peace, MPower Change, and Working Families Party, signed a letter in support of the campus protests against Israel Apartheid State's genocide against Palestinians in Gaza.

[darlingletters]

Pretend this is a group chat okay

XANDER : list your pet peeves and i'll tell you how to overcome them!

GRAYSON : People who don't pay attention when I'm speaking

JAMESON : people who invoke Taeb Nwod when they can't stand someone invoking On Spake

GRAYSON : People who insist on playing Drink or Dare just because they want to expose me

JAMESON : people who take everything seriously and just can't relax and have fun

GRAYSON : People who have too much fun and forget responsibilities

JAMESON : people who are too busy with responsibilities to LIVE

GRAYSON : People whose "LIVING" methods consist of UNcalculated risks

JAMESON : people whose lives are boring because all risks are calculated 🥱🥱🥱

XANDER : woah woah woahhhhh what's going on you two???

NASH : had a fight in the hedge maze... Gray got pissed because he caught Jamie in his room switching out his Armani suits for animal pyjamas

XANDER : sheeeeesh... I take it longswords were involved?

NASH : that.... and then some. Don't worry, I stopped them before any real damage was done.

[thelovelygods]

While reading this week’s Torah portion of Ekev in the book of Deuteronomy, I was reminded of a conversation I once had with a friend in Israel. The friend, an Israeli physician, told me of a strange experience. He had gone to Madrid, he said, for a medical conference, in the course of which he made the acquaintance of a Spanish colleague, a Madrileño. During a break in the proceedings, his new acquaintance suggested showing him the nearby Catedral de la Almudena, the city’s largest Catholic church, to which my friend gladly agreed. As they entered the cathedral, the Spanish doctor crossed himself and muttered something under his breath. Afterwards, my friend asked him what he had said.

“Oh,” was the answer, “just some words that my family always says when we enter a church.”

“What are they?” asked my friend.

The Spanish doctor was embarrassed. “They’re not really Spanish,” he said.

“But what are they?” my friend persisted.

“They’re sakes sakenu taeb tabenu,” said the doctor. “Just don’t ask me what they mean, because I don’t know. I was taught to say them as a child and I do.”

“Odd, isn’t it?” commented my friend as he finished the story.

Something clicked in my head. “Suppose I told you what those words meant,” I said.

“Suppose you did,” said my friend.

Which brings us to the Torah portion of Ekev.

Ekev, like much of the last part of Deuteronomy, looks both backward and forward, speaking of what the Israelites, who are about to conquer the land of Canaan, have experienced so far and of what God expects of them in the future. Regarding Canaan’s idolatrous inhabitants, they are told by Moses in chapter 7:

The graven images of their gods shall ye burn with fire, . . . for they are an abomination to the Lord thy God. Neither shalt thou bring an abomination [to’evah] into thine house, lest thou be under the ban like it; but thou shalt utterly detest it and thou shalt utterly abominate it, for it is a cursed thing.

Strong words! And, from verse 26, what is “thou shalt utterly detest it and thou shalt utterly abominate it” in the Bible’s Hebrew? Shakets t’shaktsenu v’ta’ev t’ta’avenu—the very same sakes sakenu taeb tabenu of the Spanish doctor!

There are many stories about Spaniards, as well as Latin Americans and Hispanics in the American Southwest, practicing strange customs that are, unbeknownst to them, relics of Jewish life from the period of the Spanish Inquisition and before. Rarely, though, have I encountered one as remarkable. Just think of it. A Jewish family in Inquisitorial Spain converts to Catholicism under duress while continuing to observe Judaism in secret. To keep its neighbors from suspecting its conversion of being a ruse, it regularly attends church services, which causes it shame and guilt for betraying its ancestral religion. There is one thing it can do, however, to ease its conscience. Each time it enters a church, it whispers shakets t’shaktsenu veta’ev t’ta’avenu, “Thou shalt utterly detest it and thou shalt utterly abominate it,” thereby proclaiming its loyalty to Judaism and letting God know that it is acting under protest and has not forgotten His commandment in the Torah portion of Ekev.

Time goes by. The years pass. At some point—who knows if it was sooner or later, within a generation or two or only after centuries?—the descendants of the converted family become sincere Catholics who no longer remember their Jewish roots. When they now cross themselves upon stepping into a church, they do so in piety and reverence. Yet one thing has remained with them: the mysterious words they were taught by their parents to say at the church door. They no longer pronounce these words correctly. They no longer know what they mean. They would be shocked if they did know, for they naturally assume them to be an affirmation, in a cryptic language they do not understand, of their Catholic belief. Sakes sakenu taeb tabenu: a devout Catholic family’s heirloom declaration of faith!

Remarkable!

And yet the Jewish ancestors of our Madrid physician were far from unique in associating the verse in Ekev with Christian houses of worship. In the Middle Ages, especially in medieval Spain, to’evah or bet-to’evah, a “house of abomination,” was a common Hebrew term for a church, a usage that survived in some places into modern times, as it did in Judeo-Italian.

Here is a passage from the celebrated author Primo Levi in an essay on the Jewish speech of the Piedmont, his native home, in the early years of the 20th century. Concerning “the few terms that allude [in this speech] to things pertaining to the Catholic faith,” Levi wrote that “the originally Hebraic form [of the words in question] is corrupted much more profoundly [than in other cases] . . . because comprehension by Gentiles would have entailed the danger of being charged with sacrilege. . . . The church (Catholic) was called tônevà, a word whose origins I have not been able to reconstruct, and which probably takes from Hebrew only its sound.”

Levi was wrong about tônevà, which is the Hebrew word to’evah with its pharyngeal ayin (indicated here by an apostrophe) nasalized into an “n,” as it commonly was in Judeo-Italian. (This phenomenon occurs, too, although more rarely, in East European Yiddish. Thus, for instance, the biblical name of Jacob, Hebrew Ya’akov, is Yankev in Yiddish, or in its affectionate form, Yankl.) Levi knew little Hebrew and clearly consulted no one who knew more. This was why he could also say, “Completely cryptic and indecipherable . . . is the term Odo, with which, when it was absolutely unavoidable, one alluded to Christ, lowering one’s voice and looking around with circumspection.” Cryptic, Odo may be. Indecipherable, it isn’t, since it comes from the Hebrew expression oto ish, “that man,” a circumlocution for Jesus found often in Jewish sources.

But Levi was right in pointing out how such words were meant to conceal Jewish feelings from Christians who might overhear them, just as were the words shakets t’shaktsenu v’ta’ev t’ta’avenu of our Spanish doctor’s forefathers. In the end, they succeeded so well that they concealed themselves even from those who still said them.

[charlenasaxen]

Favorite Quotes - The Hawthorne Legacy

“As sure as anyone holding a sledgehammer has ever been.”

my dearest, darling older brother here can’t say a single word until I finish.”

“At which point, if I choose, I can invoke the sacred rite of Taeb Nwod.”

Grayson dusted an imaginary speck off the cuff of his suit. “I believe those rules expired when I was ten.”

“I recall no such expiration!” Xander volunteered.

I glared at Eli, who apparently had a very big mouth.

I followed Grayson. Eli followed me. To Grayson’s credit, he gave up trying to lose me pretty quickly.

Jameson crossed to stand in front of his brother, lowering his forehead until it touched Grayson’s. “I know, Gray,

Xander stopped. So did I—and four feet away, so did Eli.

“And you’re on my team? Not Jamie’s?” Xander gave me a look. “Not Gray’s?”

Xander raised his lone eyebrow

“Other than the fact that my stick-in-the-mud brother utterly refuses to play Drink or Dare while we wait?”

“Grayson has business cards—and yes, I mocked him mercilessly for that

Max said immediately. “Loss reverberates through all the players in her tragedy to this day? Yes, I remember Emily.”

“Jameson what?”

“Jameson when, Jameson where, Jameson who?” That was Jameson, in the background

“We have to go,” Grayson said with a great deal of dignity

either the conversation moved closer to the phone, or the phone moved closer to the conversation,

“I am not.” I could see Grayson in my mind’s eye, every muscle in his body taut

She punctuated the names with air quotes, like she suspected they were aliases, even though I had definitely mentioned both of them to her

beaned Xander with a croissant. “Holding out on us?” she demanded.

“I see our budding friendship has reached its croissant phase,” Xander told her. “I am pleased.”

“You’re also hiding things,”

a new SUV pulled up outside. Jameson stepped out first, then Grayson. Both of them were wearing sunglasses.

Oren had called him the team’s arctic specialist. Because every Texas billionaire needed an arctic specialist on their security team.

The man blamed our family for his nephew’s death. He slept with her out of spite. God knows why Skye did it, but I was the result.”

“Was Toby really the straw that broke the camel’s back—or was I?”

See? I don’t need you to hold me up. I turned back toward my friend Grayson

a clump of snow fell down from the roof, right at our feet.

I looked up just in time to see Jameson dropping. He landed beside me on skis, no poles in sight.

“Nice entrance,” Grayson told him dryly.

I found Max on Xander’s shoulders, inspecting the blades of a fan.

“He’s very tall,” Max told me approvingly. “And he’s only dropped me once!”

In the wake of that bombshell, Xander went to find Jameson and Grayson. Hours later, all three brothers returned from the slopes, looking scraped up

“Don’t bleed on that,” Grayson ordered.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,”

“What are your thoughts on vomiting in that vase?”

“You’re an idiot,” Grayson replied.

Xander said grandly, hobbling over to sit on the fireplace, “I won the Drop.”

Max told me. She smiled wickedly. “Very fine.” She nudged me again. “Jameson Hawthorne is in the hot tub.”

“If I weren’t so confident in our brotherly affection for each other,” Jameson replied languidly, “I would find that comment a bit pointed.”

“Pointed?” Xander repeated in faux horror. “Gray? Never.”

“Am I getting ready to see the crown jewels?” I was only partially joking.

“Of what country?” Oren replied—and he wasn’t joking at all.

“After all, the proper way of starting a conversation often involves lurking in your conversation partner’s closet.”

“Can we see it?” That was Xander, who had poked his head out of the bathroom

I placed her father’s wedding ring on an end table. I’d committed the date to memory. I’d gotten what I needed.

There was no reason for me to take this from her, too.

It was gentle and slow and terrifying and perfect. And for once in my life, I didn’t feel alone.

He plucked the marker from Jameson’s hand and stood. “That was a friendly tackle,” he assured me. “Mostly.”

When I knocked a single pin down, a breath left my chest. Grayson went next and lost his suit jacket.

“Thea was right. Rebecca’s mom is having a rough day. There was vodka involved.

my eyes were starting to sting. “And I think he’s my father.”

because the next thing I knew, Mrs. Laughlin was hugging me, holding on to me for dear life.

it might have actually been worse for her. “Don’t expect me to start calling you Aunt Rebecca.”

That was the exact instant that I realized that if Rebecca was my aunt, then Emily had been, too.

A muscle in Grayson’s jaw tightened slightly. It was a good enough look for him that it took me a second to realize that he was trying very hard not to laugh.

And, Grayson, you’re perfection.” Like he needed anyone else telling him that.

“I don’t want to hit anything,” I said in a tone that did absolutely nothing to sell that statement.

Grayson tilted his head to the side, and his eyes settled directly on mine. “How would you feel about swinging a sword?”

Grayson had a way of smiling: lips closed, slightly uneven

This was what it meant to be a Hawthorne. This should probably be in a museum, but my brothers and I like to hit things with it instead.

the movement so perfectly controlled that I was overcome with the sense that he could cut a hair in half if he wanted to

you were just too busy being an asshole to notice.”

Grayson gave me his most austere look. “Let’s try to avoid using the word asshole, shall we?”

And still he came closer, forcing my blade vertical, until there was nothing but inches

“What are we doing?” I whispered.

His eyes closed. His body shuddered.

Last I heard, I was supposedly dating a princess, and my brother Jameson had some very questionable tattoos.”Monica’s eyes lit up. “Does he?”

Grayson leaned back in his seat. “A Hawthorne never tells.”

“If you’re going to come at our siblings,” he told her, his smile sharp

well aware that he could come out on top in any battle. He didn’t make threats, because he didn’t have to.

My grandfather didn’t raise us to be normal, and this is what he wanted. This is his legacy.”

Grayson gave her a wolfish smile. “None.”

Grayson leaned his head down and crushed his lips to mine

standing on a cliff overlooking the ocean. The wind is whipping in your hair. The sun is setting. You long, body and soul, for one thing. One person. You hear footsteps behind you. You turn.” Max opened her eyes. “Who’s there?”

Anyone. When I pictured myself on that cliffside, I pictured myself alone.

smile, but the one that felt truest to me was devastating. Jameson Winchester Hawthorne had a devastating smile.

She was holding a gun.

“Put it down.” Oren trained his gun on Zara.

Her own weapon held steady, Zara gave Oren her most unimpressed look

“Talk,” Zara told me. “You owe me that much, at least.”

All things considered, I probably did

All three of us turned to face Jameson. Grayson and Xander stood to his sides.

it occurred to me that she loved them.

“Please,” Zara said quietly. “Boys. Just tell me about Toby.”

“Go on,” she told the boys. “Out with the rest of it. In this family, there’s always a rest of it.”

But then you were a little boy. A wonderful little boy, and the newness of it all had worn off for Skye, and you were so lonely because she was never there.”

“But you were,”

before Toby died, you used to take care of me.”

At some point, tears overflowed

Finally, she let the letter go. It dropped from her hand, floating gently toward the ground.

The boys were all frozen in place

Not one of you will see my fortune. There are things I have done that I am not proud of, legacies that you should not have to bear.

I’d never questioned where my mother had gotten them.

Or from whom.

“You Hawthornes,” I whispered hoarsely, “and your invisible ink.”

She taught you to sing ‘Happy Birthday.’ My mom didn’t even call, but Sarah tucked me in every night, into her bed

“My point is that you know who your mom was, Avery. We both do. And she was wonderful.”

My lips should never have touched yours

and wholly rotten and you loved me despite myself

I’m sorry for letting you love me even a fraction as much as I will, to the day I die, love you. I’m sorry for what I did. For the fire.

And I will never stop being sorry about your sister.

Jameson and Xander slipped out of the car after me, and each of them took one of my sides. At least this time, it was me and the Hawthornes against the world.

I almost choked on the word, though I couldn’t have explained why. “Toby loathed himself almost as much as he loved my mom.”

“Heiress?” There was a question in Jameson’s deep green eyes

“I just happened to have my ear pressed to this door. I might have overheard some things, and I have a suggestion!”

Jameson looked like he might actually throttle his brother. I glanced at Oren, who was still pointedly ignoring

“Like I said, I inadvertently overheard some things while my ear was casually pressed to this steel door.

the next thing I saw was his face. Gray eyes, sharp cheekbones, sharper jawline. In the sunlight, his light blond hair looked platinum.

Grayson turned the phone back around and those gray eyes locked on mine. “Avery, have I ever given you reason to believe that I’m particularly averse to danger?” Grayson Hawthorne was arrogant enough to consider himself bulletproof—and honorable enough to see a promise through

Jameson was sticking his head over my shoulder, yelling to his brother

Grayson smiled, and that smile cut into me, every bit as much as his kiss. “Got it.”

Jameson squeezed in beside me to talk to his brother

I turned for just a moment to watch him go.

“That the way it is?”

You might be the only person on this planet who knows thereal me. Hate me, if you can, for all the reasons I deserve it.

I knew you wouldn’t let me go, and I cannot bear to say good-bye.

Harry

Something gave inside me. I closed my eyes and let my head fall, just for a moment

“She’s dead?” Jackson Currie stared at me. “Little Hannah?”

I nodded. “Natural causes.” Given the context, that seemed important to clarify.

But if she’s gone—only seems right to give them to you.”

I looked down at the thing he’d just handed me. I was holding another bundle of postcards.

a different kind of love story. From that point on, every single postcard was about me.

On and on it went, up until the postcards stopped. Up until she died.

My hand shook, holding the last postcard

Grayson’s hand made its way to mine

“Don’t look at me, young lady,” Tobias Hawthorne replied. “This is your subconscious.

The least you could have done was wake up while I was here, tragically backlit, unspeakably handsome, and waiting.”

Heads, I kiss you.” His voice broke slightly. “Tails, you kiss me.

or couldn’t face me. I’d watched him swimming laps every night

“The bomb should have worked.” Sheffield began cuffing the sleeves on his dress shirt, a furious motion—and a familiar one.

Sheffield Grayson’s achingly familiar eyes settled on mine

“Horrible girl.” Toby’s voice was tender.

Trying not to look at the body on the ground—at Grayson’s father

fury gave way to devastation.

“Horrible girl,” he whispered. “Don’t you know by now? No one lets a Hawthorne do anything.”

That was the truth.

I knew, with a strange kind of prescience, that this moment would never leave me. “You’re not staying, are you?”

“What aren’t you telling me?” I asked.

He shook his head. “Horrible girl,” he whispered, his voice tender.

You have a daughter, I’d told him.

I have two.

“Am I ever going to see you again?” I asked, my throat closing in on the words.

pressed a kiss to my forehead, and stepped back. “It would be a very risky gamble.”

I would have to learn to think like the old man.

Twelve birds, one stone.

Maybe I was both. Maybe I was a dozen different things, chosen for a dozen different reasons

“Something to tell me? Is it possible you have me confused with one of my brothers?”

“Jameson has laser focus. Grayson always finishes what he starts.

from everything I’d inherited along with Tobias Hawthorne’s billions.Poison tree and all.

When Thea and I hung up the phone, I went to see Grayson.

The entire time, his face was like stone

I waited for him to look at me, with silver eyes and the weight of the world on his shoulders.

I’d been given the world. It was time to stop living scared, time to take the reins.

It was time to take risks.

This was a risk—one the old Avery never would have been capable of taking.

the last secret built into the walls—there will always be one more.”

“But sometimes you have to improvise.” My heart was racing. I was vibrating with the same energy

Or maybe I was one stone meant for twelve birds, most of them still undiscovered.

Like Jameson had said, this was Hawthorne House. There would always be another mystery

This wasn’t nothing.

This was the beginning—and I was ready to be bold.

[3bd-elfattah]

Happy birthday 🤍

Kol sana w anta taeb 🥳

Wishing to you the best ✨

A life full of love and care ❤️

Enjoy your day ☺️

U know who i am just i want u to be fine and happy

I know it's late to reply

Bs w enty tyba 🎂

Wished to know if it's you fe3lan wla 7ad tani

[444namesplus]

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[cavernclaw]

yppup gnixob taeb

[evilsoup]

hm, had no problem filling a coach to the 11th nov national palestine demo, but looks like the one tomorrow is only going taebe half-full. Partly i guess it's because the home secretary baited people into coming to the last one, partly physical exhaustion of the previous coachload, but partly a diminishing movement. I dunno, fuck.

[minfonica]

taebe making out

[totally-bing]

em taeb yllautca ot regnol tib a tiaw ot evah annog er'uoy

the fastest way to someones heart

bing result: knife to the chest

[r-moonie]

YEONJUN IN PUMA !!!!! HIM !!!! I LOVE THIS MAN

[marcdjr00]

Zatanna is literally one of the most underrated superheroes and deserves to be more in the spotlight than some of the mainstream superheroes themselves.

1. She’s one of the most powerful magicians in the dc universe.

2. She had to learn how to speak backwards to do her spells! I’d like to see you try! You can’t! This is known as Mnemonic Incantation and is the most complicated form of the mystic arts.

3. She owns a mansion known as Shadowcrest and has a vast arsenal of all things magic. 

4. Despite her public idenity she manages to skate by without many complications being a known superhero an all.

[tysabrewing-s]

Hmmmm aight letsb fuck around and work on a birthday gift for somebody 😎

[sexykwan]

did you see taebin posted a bunch of videos on his insta story of the guys in blk hanging out?? i love them

yes i did 😭😭😭 he also tagged ymm in the first video :((

they hang out pretty often their friendship is so cute i love them so much