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Earlier today, Nancy Pelosi thanked George Floyd for ‘sacrificing his life for justice.’ This reaction to the news re: Derek Chauvin’s guilty verdict is appalling and completely tone deaf. It exemplifies just how out-of-touch our legislators are, especially the most powerful ones.

George Floyd didn’t sacrifice himself. He was murdered in a racist criminal justice system that people like Nancy Pelosi have enabled for decades. As long as these politicians are in office, we will not see the transformational change this country desperately needs. Please keep this in mind as you consider who to support in your local and federal elections. And remember true criminal justice reform will not happen unless we get on the front lines and demand it.

not to be political on main but i think we should probably be making things easier for people

Remember when they were going to censor the internet?

“October is about trees revealing colors they’ve hidden all year. People have an October as well.”

— Jm Storm (via wordsnquotes)

Wolf by Lili des Bellons

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this is the most AGGRAVATING application of the law of parsimony. how many times do we have to teach you this lesson old man

imagine how lonely humans must seem to Vulcans!!! to us they appear formal and distant but they all share bonds!! parental bonds, sibling bonds, marriage bonds, and the k'war'ma'khon— the metal linking of all Vulcans, the faint physic connection making them one people! they can share direct thoughts and feelings, no stilted and limited verbal translation to get in the way!! touch is so ritualised because it is such a massive show of trust, especially considering their history of violence and conflict! i can picture some Vulcan essay or commentary written on Terran studies: “It is impressive so many of them form such lasting relationships, given that they cannot fundamentally understand each other or share experiences. The loneliness is inconceivable; they touch and do not know each other.”

“(A lake touched me in my dream.)”

— Birhan Keskin, from And Silk and Love and Flame: Poems; “Glacier,”