I’m getting really tired of the wise serene pacifist trope in fiction. Every committed pacifist, prison abolitionist, antiwar activist, etc I’ve ever met in real life has been vibrating with compressed rage at all times. Do you know what it’s like to believe deeply in your heart that doing harm to others is wrong and the goal of society should be to alleviate suffering for all people and live in the United States of America? IT’S NOT FUN. Show Us The Pissed-Off Pacifists.
Dude there might be a word for the emotion that is forged when someone’s deep abiding love and compassion for all people and living things welds itself into decades of built-up foaming fury at how those people been treated their whole life by those in power to create a sort of alloyed super-commitment to a set of ethical principles but i promise you “tranquility” is not that fucking word
I Am In Eskew has horror stories about the alienation of loneliness and isolation, to the horrors about the madness of crowds, to horrors of capitalist corporate brutality, to horrors of your home no longer being safe, to the horror and alienation of homelessness, the ordeals of change and the ordeals of never being able to be “normal,” and it’s all perfectly connected and all perfectly horrific
Scientifically the most pure thing on our wretched mess of a planet.
Bambi and Thumper!!!
What’s great about this is that rabbit is totally ‘binkying’, which is that really high jump they make when they are super happy and excited! He loves his deer friend! <3
Like now that I am awake I need to reiterate how huge this is. It was presumed harvested to extinction by the Romans. It was a favorite flavoring and according to historians one of the best contraceptives ever known. True or not it would be fantastic to study that but it being extinct made that impossible.
This is such a huge deal! I hope they get it figured how to grow it.
ALT
