honestly if i were a bourgie white person like caitlyn jenner i too would have the resources to look beautiful as a woman or as a man or androgynous or any presentation i’d wish but since capitalism is totally unrelated to why my ugliness persists and factors into whether i’m worth anything to anyone, we should spare cis feelings while they get to be happy about how much better caitlyn looks than cis women


Historic cities of Greece / Nafplion:

The castle Palamedi (1687), the Burgi fortress (1472), and the Nafplion Archaeological Museum in the old barracks of the Venetian guard (1712). Nafplio (Modern Greek: Ναύπλιο, Nafplio) is a seaport town in the Peloponnese in Greece that has expanded up the hillsides near the north end of the Argolic Gulf. The town was an important seaport held under a succession of royal houses in the Middle Ages as part of the lordship of Argos and Nauplia, held initially by the de la Roche following the Fourth Crusade and then by Aragonese nobility, before coming under the Republic of Venice and, lastly, the Ottoman Empire. The town was the capital of the First Hellenic Republic, from the start of the Greek Revolution in 1821 until 1834. It is also most famously known for the assassination of the first Governor of Greece, Ioannis Kapodistrias. The city is surrounded by a number of important archaeological sites such as the mycenaean acropolis Tiryns, Midea, Dendra and Asine. However, the city’s own most famous sites date from the 15th to the 18th century- despite the fact that Nafplion has been settled ever since the Bronze Age. The historical center of Nafplion is now under protection with strict building and renovation regulations to preserve the historical character of the city. Nafplio is now the capital of the regional unit of Argolis. (wikipedia)

Madagascar: 13 évènements (improbables) qui auraient pu gâcher la signature de la feuille de route

1- Un NOTAM diffusé contre l’équipe de la Troïka.

2- L’entité machintruc ne veut signer qu’à une seule condition: on commence avec de l’Afindrafindrao. La logistique ne s’y est pas préparé.

3- « Euh de quoi sont-elles faites ces feuilles qu’on va signer? »« Elles ont été extraites de l’écorce de Dalbergia maritima ou bois de rose et ont été traitées selon la norme ISO2806, Madame! »« Quoi!? c’est inadmissible! Je ne signe pas! »

4- Une autre entité veut que le président signe une feuille de route qui l’oblige à prendre du poids. On aurait encore eu un référendum. « Pour ou contre la révision de l’indice de masse corporelle du chef de l’Etat? »

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« Pour la vérité et la justice », le livre choc de Gbagbo qui accuse la France

« Pour la vérité et la justice », le livre choc de Gbagbo qui accuse la France

L’ex-président ivoirien Laurent Gbagbo

Prévue le 26 juin prochain, la sortie du livre de l’ex-Président ivoirien Laurent Gbagbo ne va décidément pas passer inaperçue. Dans cet ouvrage coécrit avec un journaliste français, l’ancien chef de l’État détenu à la CPI apporte des témoignages inédits notamment sur ses anciennes relations avec le gouvernement Chirac.

« Villepin et Bourgi m’ont demandé…

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Guéant connaît Djouhri, Takieddine et Bourgi mais pas leurs "travers" supposés

Le ministre de l'Intérieur Claude Guéant s'explique vendredi dans Libération sur ses relations avec les hommes d'affaires Robert Bourgi, Ziad Takieddine et Alexandre Djouhri, reconnaissant les connaître mais pas “les travers que certains leur prêtent”.

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okay, can i ask for dad!vert angrily tending to his flowers after a family dinner with grantaire, and grantaire's boyfriend enjolras?

i’m laughing okay this is a very good prompt

Javert frustratedly waters his petunias, muttering under his breath as he holds the bright yellow watering can in one hand, the other hand clenched into a fist.  He mumbles something about ‘stupid bourgie white boys’ under his breath and snaps his head round abruptly when he hears laughter coming from behind him.

“Don’t you dare laugh at me, Grantaire,” he hisses at his son.

“Dad, how many times do I have to tell you?” the young man (Javert would probably still call him a boy even though he’s in his twenties now) responds, shaking his head, “It was an accident.”

“He ruined my favourite shirt!”

“That shirt was hideous anyway,” Grantaire retorts, “God, I can’t believe you actually own a galaxy print t-shirt.”

“Owned,” Javert corrects him bitterly, narrowing his eyes, “It’s covered in chocolate sauce now, thanks to your idiot boyfriend.”

“He’s not an idiot, Dad.”

“He threw his chocolate cake at me!”

“Because you were insulting his ideas!”

“That’s what you do every time you’re with him!”

“That’s different, I’m fucking him!”

Javert blinks. Grantaire blushes. The former rubs his temples and lets out a long sigh.

“Please, Grantaire, just let me go back to my gardening,” he begs.

His son nods and awkwardly shuffles away. 

went to a wedding shower for the first time at a private golf course with raspberry tea prosecco and basil flavoured water and smoked salmon and brie and mandatory hat/fascinator?????????????????