Coddling the Oppreesor Never Works

which is evidenced in the Zionist reaction to Macklemore's eloquent and heartfelt speech.

He made sure to stress that his criticism of Israel was not a criticism of Jewish people.

He made sure to include Sudan, Cuba, the Congo and the US in his calls for freedom. 

And still he was condemned by Zionists.

You cannot win because their talking points either come from a place of deep rooted indoctrination (Zionism exploits Jewish trauma), disingenuousness, or both. 

Zionist talking points alter according to the situation. If Macklemore hadn't said those things, they would have honed in on that. He did say them and it was ignored or his meaning twisted. They tell us it is antisemitic to conflate Judaism with Zionism, while telling us it is antisemitic to criticise Israel. (Zionism thrives on antisemitism). 

Never let Zionists put you on the defensive by trying to prove you are not antisemitic. You are only giving their nonsense credence and they won't believe you anyway or will pretend not to. Mark Ruffalo made that mistake. 

Even if you succeed in moving them on from that talking point, they will come at you in another way. They want and need you on the defensive. The goal is to wear you out, wear you down, keep the focus on you and not the crimes. 

Remember, no matter how they rewrite history, no matter how shamefully they lie and deny, there is nothing they can say to excuse Zionist crimes against humanity. Be that the actions of Israeli soldiers, the dehumanizing and genocidal language of Israeli officials or the backing of Western powers. Nothing!

Remember, the atrocities caused by Zionism have nothing to do with ethnicity or religion. Nothing! Just humans at their very worst. 

As Trump is the true face of the US, Netanyahu, Smotrich and Ben-Gvir are Israel unmasked. Liberal to far-right Zionists, it all stems from the same fascist core.

 

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After Movie 2026

 OVER AND OVER 

(Micro Fiction)

Day 13:

The sow lies in the gestation crate. What else is there to do? Move two steps forward, then back? Bite the metal bars? The stench of urine and faeces is unrelenting, as is the artificial light. She closes her eyes to sleep. Deep in her mind, something stirs: instinct, ancestral memory, the wild! Her snout twitches.

 

Day 14:

Fifteen piglets land on hard plastic slats.

 

Day 35: The piglets are scooped up, plopped into crates and taken away.

 

Two Lit Mags Worth Checking Out

Cool little micro fiction magazine

https://qb.foofaraw.press/

Lovely literary magazine

https://whiterabbits.squarespace.com/the-other-world

Is it really worth it?

If you are so sure it is, please watch and make an informed decision.

What Happens to a Mother Pig Inside a UK Factory Farm? | Hidden Camera Investigation

Link Below:

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Sympathy for the Devil

“How can I compete with them?”

Lou looked upwards and pointed a curving, black fingernail into the darkness above.

A demon watched him, his spiked tail swishing. Diamonds and peridots skittered here and there.

“How do you mean, Mr Sipher?”

His blood-red eyes lowered and bore into the demon. “The humans. Of course. Who else?”

The demon’s tail curled between his legs. Sulphureous sweat ran down his back and pooled in the gouges of his wing bones. He could be off herding newcomers with his spikiest trident, but instead he had somehow ended up here with the boss in a foul mood.

“I, uh, don’t”— he winced — “understand, sir.”

Lou frowned, then released a long sigh; thick yellow plumes momentarily shrouded his face. Standing up from his throne, he began pacing the cavern, muttering.

“Maybe it’s the colour scheme. Too much red. Or the marketing. The pit of darkness. It’s the same ol’ thing. I mean how long have we been doing the unquenchable fire bit?” He stopped and shot a look at the creature. “Maybe we need to revamp.”

The demon’s eyes widened. “Are you firing me, Mr Sipher?” Then mumbled. “I’ve been here from the beginning.”

Lou turned towards the demon, his eyes ablaze. “Can’t you see that I’m bored?” He mimicked an exaggerated yawn. “Booored.” Plopping back down onto his throne, he shook his head. “It seems the humans are evil enough all on their own and don’t need our help.”

The demon snickered, revealing four sharp canines. “Yeah, but wait until they come to us. Oh, the fun we’ll have.” His tail thumped. Diamonds flew into the air.

“That’s another problem,” cried Lou, clutching his forehead. “The worst of them are living too long.”

“Well,” began the demon, “surely we’re doing better than those ones up there.”

Lou’s eyes narrowed. “Are. You. Deaf?”

The demon trembled. “I meant up there, up there.”

“Ohh ew,” said Lou, grimacing. “That place. No, no, on the contrary,” and his tone turned mocking, “they’re really busy. In fact, they’ve been having trouble coping with the amount of collateral damage coming their way.” He sat a moment in silence, then jumped up. “You know what? Maybe we need to make it even hotter down here.”

“But sir. What about the price of fuel?”

“We don’t have to worry about such things,” Lou roared.

A searing gust of heat enveloped the demon. He raised his claws.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“Quiet!” A sinewy arm shot out and slapped the demon. He flew across the room, banged against a steaming wall and slid down.

Lou strode over to him. “Now, let’s get to work making this place more inviting, or”— he chuckled —” more uninviting.” Smiling, he continued. “Yeah, that’s the solution, we’ll improve things here and I’ll come up with some fresh temptatio…”

His face crumpled. “Who am I kidding?” He leaned his head back and stared into the darkness. “How can I compete with them?”

The end of an empire: and its fancy military base

Israel and US hubris will eventually lead to their downfall.

How the mighty fall.

The message of many legends, fables and myths.

A familiar pattern in human history.

The sooner the better for the sake of humanity and

all the victims of their callousness and violence.

Make America Go Away

I take part in weekly vigils for Palestine. We gather on bridges with flags and signs. They are cleverly called Bridgils. 😊

Most of the drivers that pass honk and wave; only rarely do we encounter any aggression. Yesterday, at least, three people drove by and shouted some rude shit at us. 

They were all men; one guy had a young kid in the back of the car. I’m wondering if this behavior is inspired by some simpleminded “manly” tribalism stirred up by the war on Iran, i.e., saving civilization from "barbaric Islam".

It’s amazing how much barbarism these kinds of global North men will excuse in the name of that cause.

In an attempt to excuse US war crimes and keep the USians on his side, Trump made up an Iranian crime on the spot.

They chop women in half.

Sounds like projection to me.

I imagine US/Israeli explosive weapons could chop a women in half, if not into bits. They could chop babies heads off. Kinda like being baked in an oven.

Even if his accusation were true (Evidence???), it excuses nothing.

OK, so my conspiracy theory is

 that the ‘Epstein Class’ created QAnon to merge the truth with the racist and ridiculous (Trump being innocent and a saviour, genuine antisemitism, satanism), knowing that only half the population would buy into it, thus causing virulent divisiveness. This in turn would undermine any cohesive public awareness that something is terribly wrong with our current system and the rich and powerful that operate it.