bedlamtoons
they/them | cartoonist | fix your hearts or die | 🏳️🌈 🏳️⚧️ 🍉
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basically my position is that landlords should die until my siblings aren't forced into soliciting donations online for basic necessities like food and shelter and medicine. i do not consider this any more extreme than the popular position that poor people should suffer and die en masse so landlords can keep getting paid for doing fucking nothing.
i will rip out your throat with my fucking teeth if you don't stop sending me E-MAILS
Deputy Droopy Directors: Tex Avery & Michael Lah Studio: MGM | USA, 1955
my coworkers generally don’t care about current events unless it’s true crime so sometimes i kind of force feed them important information to shift their worldview. there was a beat of silence while i was counting the registers earlier and i turned to my two coworkers and said “did you know the US intentionally killed over 100,000 civilians in afghanistan and repeatedly bombed red cross and UN structures despite being told exactly where they were” and they looked at me like this which is how i know it got thru
the psychology of sam hyde isnt complex but it is disgusting. Like how many of his skits feature him as some weird psycho character freaking out infront of a beautiful woman. Like SEE ME LOOK AT ME shit
i hate driving. here are the laws! if you break them there will be consequences! except youre also expected to break the law just a little bit. people will get mad at you if you dont. you dont have right of way but the person who does is waving you forward for some reason. here's the speed limit! it's not the speed limit, the actual speed limit is that plus ~5-10. the light is green but you're in the turning lane. can you go? should you have gone just then? the person behind you is honking at you. there's a weird noise coming from your engine; if you try to do the right thing and get it checked out, will you get scammed? you are driving a 1-2 ton metal machine rocketing at speeds unknown to humankind for most of history. around a million people die in car accidents every year; that's about one person every thirty seconds. if you take that seriously and try to drive safely then people get mad at you.
the holy see is some medieval horseshit that has inexplicably survived into the 21st century. may it be gone in our lifetimes
There IS better autism research they could be doing, like trying to discover other medications that help with sensory issues and quality of life problems and trying to get better childhood diagnosis rates for autistic girls. But no, the decades long useless search to find out what causes autism and how to eliminate it continues. The push for “autism research” is never really about how to make things better for autistic people, it’s about how to make autistic people stop existing and that is nottttt possible. But they’ll continue to fixate on it.
it takes an awful lot of solipsism (& a pretty grim dearth of curiosity) to see someone saying something you dont understand & conclude "this is meaningless gibberish" or even "this is intentionally phrased to prevent Me from understanding it"
Do you still think of us?
Do you still think of our children — bleeding, terrified, broken — being slaughtered in Gaza by Israeli airstrikes?
Say it out loud. Say it with a repost. Because silence is complicity. And our children are dying. This isn’t just another post.
This is a mother’s cry. A desperate plea.
My own son was severely injured in one of the recent airstrikes. His tiny body, broken and bleeding, now lies in a hospital that has no medicine, no electricity, no hope.
He needs urgent surgery that can only be done outside Gaza. Every minute that passes puts his life at greater risk.
I am begging you — from one human being to another — to please help me save my son’s life. Your donation could be the reason he survives. The reason he gets another chance at life, at laughter, at childhood.
Please, don’t turn away. Don’t scroll past.
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
🙏 Donate, share, pray. From the bottom of my heart — thank you
🚨 My Name is Nasr — and This is Our Cry for Help 🚨
I’m writing this with a heart full of pain and hope.
My name is Nasr, a young man from Gaza, and I’m sharing our story not because I want to—but because I have to.
💔 The war took everything from us.
In just moments, my entire world collapsed.
My mother and sister were killed in an airstrike.
My father is seriously ill and unable to work or provide for us.
Now I am the one responsible for my younger siblings—little children who have seen more horror than any child should.
We used to live a simple life.
We weren’t rich, but we had love and hope.
Now, we sleep under the open sky, surrounded by fear and uncertainty.
Every night, I wonder how I’ll feed them tomorrow.
Every morning, I’m just thankful we’re still alive.
This is not just my story. This is our fight to survive.
We are now struggling to afford even the basics:
A home, food, medicine, and safety.
Right now, we need your kindness more than ever.
Even $10 💵 can help us:
Buy food for the children 🍞
Get essential medicine for my father 💊
Buy them clothes or warm blankets 🧥
Give them a small sense of safety
If you can’t donate, you can still help.
🔁 Re-share this post. Spread our story.
You never know who might see it and feel moved to help.
We are not just numbers. We are human. We are survivors. And we’re asking you… please don’t look away.
🙏 Help us survive. Help us feel human again.
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
💖 What You Can Do
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
✨ Why It All Matters
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 )
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
♦️My home was completely destroyed, our dreams were stolen, and stability was taken away here by death, hunger, and loss.💔♦️
⛔The war has returned blood is everywhere the sound of explosions never stops we lose our children every minute We deserve life help us survive death is closing in on my family we need your support more than ever⛔.The whole world is silent. There is no way out of this hell We are dying before your eyes Please don't leave us😭
$20 will make a huge difference in providing for their needs and medical expenses. I have a huge responsibility ahead of me: my children, my sick daughter, and my elderly parents.I beg you by all that is humane to support us No one gives us anything 🙏🏻💔
"They’re not collateral damage — they are being targeted."
The image you see is not from a war movie. It's a real X-ray of a Palestinian child. A sniper's bullet pierced her skull. This was not an accident. It was a calculated shot — to the head. How many children must bleed before the world opens its eyes?
I see this, and I tremble. Because I, too, am a mother. My own child is injured. He cries every night from pain. He needs urgent medical care — but we are trapped under siege, under fear, under silence.
How long before my son becomes another X-ray? Another hashtag? Another number?
If you're reading this, you have power — power to share, power to donate, power to care.
Help me get my son out. Help save him before it’s too late. Gaza’s children are not targets. They are lives. They are futures. Please don’t look away
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
✅️My campaign is vetted by el-shab-hussein& Nabulsi's, my number verified on the list is ( #355)✅️ 👇
can i just kill myself instead can i just kill myself instead of telling people things or putting information on websites. what if i choose a Dipshit Loser name by mistake and no one tells me until someone goes "hey that's a Dipshit Loser name you know" and i just have to turn evil and kill them with a rock or something and go to jail insane asylum forever
it's fucking insane that we have a whole system of national and international charities and NGOs and government bodies and treaty organisations all devoting themselves to children's rights work while simultaneously being completely unwilling to name the problems they're fighting against.
imagine if every feminist organisation on Earth was unwilling to say the word "misogyny". imagine if the NAACP refused to address racism. that's what it's like.
everyone from the Children's Commissioner for Wales to fucking UNICEF is out here like "we are here to protect children from harm" and won't say the words "adultism" or "ageism".
they run campaigns to get children's rights taught in schools and deliberately never talk about the fact that the reason schools aren't already doing that is because authoritarian institutions have a vested interest in people not knowing their rights.
they petition governments to outlaw beating children and then spend half their public messaging falling over themselves to apologise to parents for implying they might be doing something wrong instead of saying "yeah, actually, we have a problem of systemic parental violence against children and parents who commit and defend that violence are, in fact, the enemy."
it's like they think children's rights and dignity are threatened by some unknowable force of the universe at large instead of by observable systems of power and privilege perpetuated by actual real-life people. and anyone who notices this ends up going crazy feeling like the guy who got out of Plato's cave but couldn't convince anyone else the shadows weren't reality.
why do we even have legal genders anyway. maybe we should not have those
i made this an eternity ago and just realized i never posted it here
We here at iHeartMedia have seen the outermost limits of human cruelty and perversion and know more than you can possibly imagine and we will continue to let it happen so long as you keep your fucking mouth shut
you are just jealous of me because of my blue tooth speakers I got installed on my legs and arms to help me walk louder
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Oh, and by the way, that Supreme Court ruling is where that Harry Potter money goes.
comic !
'tells' of someone lying are the vast majority of the time just signs of stress or anxiety, such as self-soothing behaviours. it should be obvious why the claim that these behaviours during a police interrogation are proof of guilt is incredibly dangerous
由于中国世纪已经到来，我现在只会用（可能写得不太好的）简化汉语来发帖。
it used to be that you only witnessed machines that devoured the innocent during wartime but now you see them in your neighbor's driveway every morning and when you ask what they do for work they tell you they have a desk job but they need it so they can haul their jet ski to the local manmade lake once every five years but they stopped doing that after he accidently backed over their six year old that one time and now every night you can hear him through the wall of your duplex threatening to kill himself while his wife sobs and chugs wine
Apparently there’s a website called Public Square where conservatives register their businesses to identify themselves as “anti-woke” so other conservatives can find them. I just thought I would share in case anyone wanted to put their zip code in and learn which local businesses to avoid.
my growing collection