A Gaza of Siege and Genocide is an e-book of poems and illustrations by Palestinian poet Yahya Ashour.
With a minimum price of $25, Yahya hopes to raise funds to pay for his family's evacuation from Gaza to Egypt through his book sales.
[Transformers Until one💫] octopunch
...Okay, if I'm reading this design right, the idea of the "reverse Pretender" with a robot outside and an organic inside ala Krang is so good, I'm shocked they never did it in the actual line.
Could be a good way for a transforming robot toyline to differentiate itself, along with "Not being too-fucking-expensive like Hasbro"
Y'know, if a formerly well-behaved straight A student suddenly starts almost not passing their classes and crying all the time and getting into trouble, maybe the default conclusion from every authority figure should not be that they are lazy and simply need to pull themselves together. Maybe instead you should give them stimulants or HRT or let them kill their parents and see if one of those three things resolves the issue.
college professors are constantly three leading questions away from telling their students to destroy the government
professors at the start of the lesson: alright, im gonna try not to get too political today for everyone’s sanity
professors at the end:
You have to choose a new animal to exist on earth right now but it HAS to be both as aggressive and dangerous to humans as a hippopotamus.
what kind of animal will that be
huge, hippo sized snapping turtle
pelican the size of quetzalcoatlus
beaver sized shrew with proportionately deadlier venom
ants as big as locusts
armadillo that climbs trees to fall on people's heads like the deadly coconut
human sized poison dart frog covered in barbs
ape that craves the brains of only other primates
territorial hummingbird with a deadly venomous beak
a diurnal fearless opossum unharmed by rabies but it always has rabies
flying alligators
freshwater sharks that DO like to eat people and can crawl like mudskippers
tree dwelling humboldt squids
ALThow it feels to be online these days
It feels as if there is so little respect for joy. We give misery and rage space, we give space for disgust, and lust and fear, and sometimes we need to, but I wish we accepted that joy needs space too.
Hey dude, I noticed you attempting to carve a small space for joy in the face of overwhelming sadness. Have you considered monetizing it?
