Selma 50 Years Later.

Cute tiny owl with mushrooms by  Tanja Brandt

spicer said this shit during passover. like don’t believe for a second he made an innocent mistake, that he wasn’t aware of what he was saying.

My first shot at creating a sort of tutorial/guide, telling how I do things. On this initial chapter we’re going over the handy matter of Hands. Not meaning to be an encyclopedic explanation, only showing my own methods and self-taught clues. Hoping somebody finds it useful! :3 I’ll do more if this one is received well. So let me know~

My thanks also to the supporters in my Patreon campaign, who helped me decide which themes to focus on for a start. And are actually allowing this to happen. :D Cheers!

2015.

The year Hogwarts reopens

The Great Hall is quiet when the first years come in. They are watched by everyone else, but even the young ones can see gaps in the tables, and they knew it was from the students who would never come back.

The hat does not just sing about the houses this year. It tells a tale of the Hufflepuffs who lay down their lives, smart Ravenclaws who used every trick they knew, cunning Slytherins who protected the young from a war and brave Gryffindors who fought alongside them all.

One by one the first years were sorted, and they slowly filled the gaps in the table.

The headteacher stands, and before they eat, she reminds them all that houses only show your traits, not who you will turn out to be. And then she tells them that rules are changing. Houses are allowed - and should- mix during meals.

Nothing happens at first. But then a few stand up, mostly siblings, and they change tables. At first there is a strange silence but slowly the room relaxes and new friendships start to grow.

By the end of the first week, most people sit at different tables every meal.

By the end of the first term, the four tables are no longer separate. They are now pushed together into a giant square, so students can sit all together.

The teachers watch on, shocked it worked so well, but also pleased, because no child will ever be alone or feel out of place, and the friendships between houses finally looks the way the four founders always wanted it to be.

so how about that scott pilgrim au

“ We all make choices. But in the end, our choices make us. “

“I’ve seen a ton on the facebooks about “thanking veterans for their service.” As a veteran let me just be very straightforward and honest with you. We didn’t “serve our country”; we don’t actually serve our brothers/sisters or our neighbors. We serve the interests of Capital. We never risked our lives or spent months on deployment away from our family and friends so they can have this abstract concept called “freedom”. We served big oil; big coal; Coca-Cola; Kellogg, Brown, and Root and all the other big Capital interests who don’t know a fucking thing about sacrifice. These people will never have to deal with the loss of a loved one or the physical and/or psychological scars that those who “serve”, and their families, have to deal with for the rest of their lives. The most patriotic thing someone can do is to tell truth to power and dedicate yourself to building power to overthrow these sociopathic assholes. I served with some of the most real and genuine people I’ve ever met. You’ll never see solidarity like the kind of solidarity you experience when your life depends on the person next to you. But most of us didn’t join for that; we joined because we were fucking poor and didn’t have many other options.“

— An anti-capitalist veteran