fandom is so weird you never know how old anyone is but you just kinda assume most of them are around your age until proven otherwise and then one day someone is talking about their 9 year old kid on your dash and another person is saying they just finished 10th grade. wild.
reblog and tag with your age, so your mutuals know
Bruh religious or not there’s no debating that Dreamworks Prince of Egypt (1998) is a masterpiece and one of the most visually stunning works of animation of all time. The parallels between Yocheved and Miriam singing the River Lullaby as a tear runs down their cheek and the wind blows their hair in front of their face? Incredible. The use of hieroglyphics to show how Moses learned that his father ordered the Hebrew babies slaughtered??Ingenious. The duet between Moses and Ramses where the choir chants in the background while you watch the plagues destroy Egypt and Moses is begging Ramses to let his people go and Ramses refuses and it shows them facing each other and then side by side and then Ramses walking away while Moses stands firmly??? Intense. When Moses parts the sea and the Hebrews are walking between the water and lightning strikes in the background, illuminating the silhouette of a giant shark swimming in the wall of water???? Iconic. The entire movie is just absolutely breathtaking and that’s just tea
A lot of people don’t know about the anarchist Jeremy Hammond, which is too bad because he is probably one of the greatest internet hackers alive and he’s in prison serving a 10 year sentence for releasing extremely damning data on Stratfor, a defense contractor group.
People sometimes talk about how Anonymous as the powerful hacker group doesn’t really exist anymore. That’s because Jeremy Hammond, to a large degree, was the real power behind Anonymous. But he was ratted out to the FBI by someone else in the group, and it tore apart the whole thing. But he’s still alive, and he will eventually get released, and you can send him letters and stuff. And he’s easily one of the absolute internet heroes, along with the obvious choices Chelsea Manning and Aaron Swartz.
Just googled him and not only did he do this but he and at least 24 other antifa folks held there own against real-ass fucking Nazis (not like some Milo shit where it’s mostly conservative dads and a few Nazis in the crowd).
Jeremy was arrested along with 25 others for helping Anti-Fascist groups at the National Socialist Movement’s December 10, 2005 rally in Toledo, Ohio.[4][18][19] A total of 25 people were arrested for violations relating to a court injunction that barred public gatherings (meant to protect the Neo-Nazis from protesters).[18][20]
Oh and he and 4 others blocked up to stop a famous Holocaust denier from speaking in 2010. Literally went in there and threw some goddamn tables to drive that scum out.
He is a literal hero. A goddamn hero. It pains me that I have never heard of him, much less sent a letter–but I am going to now.
As always, Jeremy loves to receive mail, and you can write to him at his new address:
Jeremy Hammond, #18729-424 FCI Milan P.O. Box 1000 Milan, MI 48160
Another exciting development with this move is that the rules for sending Jeremy books has changed! Paperback books (and zines) no longer have to come directly from a publisher or distributor – they can now come directly from private citizens. Please note this applies to paperback books only. Hardcover books must still come directly from a publisher or distributor, like Amazon or AK Press. This means that if you have old paperbacks on your shelves that you think Jeremy would like, you can mail them directly to him! Please, if you choose to send books directly to Jeremy, do not include anything other than books (no more than 3 per package) and a letter in your package. Jeremy still cannot receive any items other than paperback books, zines, letters, articles, or photos through the mail.
We need to support our comrades behind bars. We need our comrades to know that they will not be forgotten.
“I tried to argue that Ophelia resonated because Shakespeare had made an extraordinary discovery in writing her, though I had trouble articulating the nature of that discovery. I didn’t want to admit that it could be something as simple as recognizing that emotionally unstable teenage girls are human beings. … When Ophelia appears onstage in Act IV, scene V, singing little songs and handing out imaginary flowers, she temporarily upsets the entire power dynamic of the Elsinore court. When I picture that scene, I always imagine Gertrude, Claudius, Laertes, and Horatio sharing a stunned look, all of them thinking the same thing: “We fucked up. We fucked up bad.” It might be the only moment of group self-awareness in the whole play. Not even the grossest old Victorian dinosaur of a critic tries to pretend that Ophelia is making a big deal out of nothing. Her madness and death is plainly the direct result of the alternating tyranny and neglect of the men in her life. She’s proof that adolescent girls don’t just go out of their minds for the fun of it. They’re driven there by people in their lives who should have known better.”
They do not deserve our help. Maybe we don’t! But it’s not about that. It’s about what you believe. You don’t think I get it, after what I’ve seen out there? You don’t think I wish I could tell you that I was one bad guy to blame? It’s not! We are all to blame.
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