Alright, I know I’m late to the party here but can we talk about this for a few moments?
The concept of ‘fake news’ is absolutely horrifying and propagandistic.
that says anything bad about me is lying. Don’t listen to anyone who
criticizes me or reports my mistakes. They’re all liars.
American people, particularly Donald Trump’s supporters, are being
spoon-fed this pacifying mantra that any sort of negative, worrying, or
even downright terrifying report on the current government is inherently
fake. I could easily use this opportunity to mock Trump’s delusion and
his complete lack of contact with reality, like many people already
have, or liken him to some totalitarian leader like Kim Jong Un or even
Hitler, but there’s no point anymore. It’s been done so many times
before, and it’s so inaccurate.
However, it is undeniable
that this label of “fake news” is dangerous. Had the situation been any
different, it would have just been a fantastic source of comedy. An
unhinged, ill-informed man with the apparent inability to form a
consistent opinion yelling on social media that anyone disagreeing with
him is a liar. The man’s a caricature of his own self.
But unfortunately, it’s not even near being funny. Because people believe him. They follow him. And that gives him even more power to push this agenda further.
Trump decided that everyone who has ever criticized him is “fake news”.
Which sources does that consist of? So far: CNN, the New York Times,
NBC, ABC, CBS and BBC. According to the President, they are the “enemy
of the people”.
When you take the phrase “fake news are the
enemy of the people” and apply it to sources which are widely regarded
as reliable as far as global news are concerned - such as BBC - it
roughly translates into “information is the enemy of the people”. But
you can’t say that, right? It sounds bad. It sounds oppressive, tyrannical, it
sounds like someone is trying to silence the people and keep them
So it’s better to pretend you’re trying to get rid of news you’ve deemed “fake” as a way to defend your honor and your people against mindless slander.
Unfortunately for Trump, he wasn’t the first leader to come up with that. In fact, the term has been used all throughout history, by various despots and autocrats seeking an excuse to silence opposition.
The expression dates back to Roman times, when Nero was declared a “hostis publicus” - an enemy of the people - after the support of authority figures shifted from him to governor Galba, who was being used by the Gaulish rebel Vindex as an opposition. One of the first things the rebels did to cause Nero’s downfall was to paint him not as their enemy, but rather as the enemy of the people. Everyone was morally obligated to hate him, unless they wished to become an enemy of the public too.
However, the most extensive usage of the phrase was during France’s Reign of Terror. The phrase “ennemi du peuple”, which has the very same meaning, was an excuse to guillotine anyone that didn’t fit the dictator’s views, without any evidence required.
Similarly, the expression was used by the Soviet Union, under which various parties, beliefs and people were labeled as “враг народа”. The so-called “enemy of the people” could be anyone from anarchists to nationalists, from emigrants to entrepreneurs, from monarchists to old Bolsheviks. There wasn’t much consistency in who was considered to be an enemy, but it hardly mattered - anyone the Union didn’t like certainly was.
Mao, Hitler, Stalin and Chavez, among other tyrants, also characterized political dissidents as such. And they used words very similar to these:
“A few days ago I called the fake news the enemy of the people and they are. They are the enemy of the people”, spoken on the 24th of February.
Of course, this is not to imply that the US government will suddenly start annihilating journalists. It has already begun ostracizing them, however, and painting them in a highly negative light. The term creates an “us vs. them” mentality which encourages the people to - in the best case scenario - dismiss journalists and reporters, and - in the worst case scenario - assault them, whether verbally or physically. In any case, the message is clear: “the people who provide you with information are your enemies. The people who say bad things about me are your enemies.”
Fake news are indeed the enemy of knowledge. Misinformation is a hindrance and should be eliminated as efficiently as possible. However, we are not talking about actual misinformation; the term “fake news” in its current context does not mean “lies”, it means “opposition”. No doubt CNN and BuzzFeed are unreliable at best, the latter being classified more as yellow press than anything else, however I don’t recall any pro-Trump source such as Fox News, which is infamous for its frequent inaccuracies, being referred to as “fake news”. It was always the critics, the opposers, the aforementioned dissidents. As Trump himself said in the first tweet, “the negative polls are fake news”.
“Anyone who points out my flaws is fake news. Fake news are the enemy of the people.” basically just means “Anyone who points out my flaws is a national enemy and should be treated as such.”
When people suffer spinal cord injuries and lose mobility in their limbs, it’s a neural signal processing problem. The brain can still send clear electrical impulses and the limbs can still receive them, but the signal gets lost in the damaged spinal cord.
The Center for Sensorimotor Neural Engineering (CSNE) – a collaboration of San Diego State University with the University of Washington and the Massachusetts Institute of Technology – is working on an implantable brain chip that can record neural electrical signals and transmit them to receivers in the limb, bypassing the damage and restoring movement. Recently, these researchers described in a study published in the journal Nature Scientific Reports a critical improvement to the technology that could make it more durable, last longer in the body and transmit clearer, stronger signals.
So, just to be clear, that post is a critic to the reporter, not to Sam, right? Because that would be unfair, in my opinion. He works really hard for his charity and deserves every accolade for it. He never complains when journalists snub him and his work, it's the same thing here. Sam and Cait are a team on and off set, they're each other's biggest fan, and are very proud of each other's charitable and acting work. It wouldn't be fair to start some sort of negative competition between them, no?
Yes, the post is complete and total criticism of the journalist and the promotion of the series. All the love for Sam and what he’s created and through his organization raised for Bloodwise. I think that all her promotion of MPC is wonderful, but *in addition* could we maybe get something about Outlander or Caitriona Balfe, the lead female in the show. So far we’ve gotten so many “see me, see me” posts from her, including a picture of her dinner that she’s eating for Sam, her plank that she did for Sam, and something for Tombraider, that it’s become a bit of a joke. Or maybe the journalist in general is a bit of a joke…
Okay, so this post is basically breaking down the issues with the sorority tank seen in this video
Before I begin, here’s a short disclaimer
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sports: was on the table tennis team until their funding was cut
clubs: campus journal - he critics music albums and reports on student activities (sports, musicians, events)
seungkwan is pretty well known on campus because he’s interviewed just about e v e r y o n e
anyone who heads a team or a club or organized a fundraiser/bake sale whatever like seungkwan has emailed them to talk about their activities
and like his enthusiasm isn’t matched by anyone else in the major, like seungkwan will do the most to get a story and he’s never shy of approaching people or getting them to share what they know and like he’s a complete PERFECTIONIST when it comes to reporting because not a single thing can be a lie, he has to report exactly what he knows
and sometimes this can get on people’s nerves and people always whisper behind his back about his over-the-top nature but seungkwan could literally care less
sometimes seungcheol or hoshi will hear someone say something and they’ll be like “cheer up seungkwan, they’re just being assholes!” and seungkwan, whose eating with one hand and taking notes from one of his interviews with the other is just like “hmm? they said something? i didn’t even have time to hear them.”
and like his true passion is writing musical critique because aside from being a journalist, he’s also a practiced singer and even minors in vocal performance
and every time the journal comes out the music section is the longest because seungkwan is passionate and yes he totally reviewed vernon’s secret mixtape and that one cover song jeonghan put up on his soundcloud and when both people found out their names were in the journal they were like sEUNGKWA N and he was just like
“listen i gave you pretty decent scores, you should have seen how i tore about this other album-” and they’re like oh my god
and seungkwan has sent in a couple formal pieces to local magazines and things like that and he’s really hoping for an internship soon because just writing for the campus journal isn’t too big of a deal
especially considering the fact that almost every time someone joins the journal - they like drop it a semester in because the work that you actually have to put in is a L O T
the editor in chief also is like seungkwan maybe you shouldn’t,,,,be so hard on the newcomers you kinda scare them away
and seungkwan is like “just because i told ken his fiction piece about flying squirrels wasn’t that good doesn’t mean im being hard on people. it was a story about flying squirrels you guys.”
and the thing is seungkwan really does love his major and he really loves the act of reporting, of hearing people talk about things they love or things they hate, and being able to share that small snippet with the rest of the campus through his words - like that impact is the reason he’s so obsessed with putting out only perfect work
and so when the campus directors send the journal a letter about how if it doesn’t find new members it’s sure to lose its funding, seungkwan is beyond devastated
buT MAN DOES IT RILE HIM UP AND He’s LIKE GUYS WE GOTTA MAKE FLYERS
and everyone’s like “seungkwan that’s not gonna even wo-” and seungkwan’s already opening up photoshop and being like “comic sans would be a good font, but let’s be real helvetica is more classy.”
and that is actually how you meet intense journalist seungkwan, through some flyers and im not saying he hands you a flyer and politely introduces you to the student journal
im talking you’re running down the hall to the printing room and seungkwan is holding a wobbly pile of 100 flyers that all say PLEASE SAVE OUR SCHOOL JOURNAL on them
and once you two collide all those flyers come down like rain around you
and you’re hfowskdf oh my god im SORRY and seungkwan doesn’t even answer you he’s like “the flyers, pick up the flyers, the flyers, we’re ruined, the flyers, flyers, flyers, fLYeRS” and you’re like
watching him try to gather everything with panicky hands
and you know you were running because you had to print something super fast because you were in class but you can’t leave him like this so you start helping him pick up the flyers and he doesn’t even notice
until you two are both out of breath, sweaty, each holding a crooked pile of papers and you’re like “here!!! sorry again, i hope none are ruined!!”
and he’s like “oh-” because he didn’t notice you were helping him he got too caught up
and then,,,like you two thought it was over riGHt but all at once it’s the end of classes and before you know it there’s a stampede of like students coming from this way and that and you and seungkwan are caught in the middle and their are elbows being pushed into you and peoples backpacks swinging at you
and seungkwan wobbles and once again….the papers going flying
except this time you guys cant hurry to pick them up, instead they’re stepped on and tore apart by people trying to get the hell out of the building
and when you look up at seungkwan you can see the Utter Defeat in his eyes and like you feel so bad that that just happened and you’re like
“,,,,,,,,im so sorry.” and he just sighs and as the crowd disperses he walks over to the wall and slides down against it and is like “it’s fine, it was a stupid idea anyway. who on campus even looks at flyers anymore?” and you’re like ): because like you’re not friends with seungkwan, but you know who he is and you’re like
“i assume the flyers are about the journal?? is it closing??” and seungkwan explains that they’re gonna lose their funding if they don’t get more members and you’re like oh,,,,,im sorry
and he just shrugs and he’s like “it’s not like anyone reads that journal anyway.” and you’re like “i read it!! i especially like the music page, all your stuff is so in-depth and not half assed.” and seungkwan suddenly gets a hint of happiness on his face
and he’s like “really??” and you’re like “yeah!!! i even checked out that cover your friend did…..jeonghan? you wrote about it and when i listened to it, it was so relaxing!!”
and suddenly seungkwan perks up and he’s like “if you think jeonghan hyung sings well, you should listen to-”
and long story short you don’t ever print your thing and instead you end up talking for some time with seungkwan until once again he’s like “i really don’t know what to do about the journal.” and you’re like “i could try to join??;” and seungkwan thanks you for the sentiment but one new member probably won’t appease the school
and so you’re both standing there with frowns on your faces and seungkwan is like
“it’s funny but i used to wish that someone in the journal would finally ask to write an article about me,,,,don’t you think that’s kind of selfish?” and he’s trying to laugh it off but you see that he’s faking and you’re like
“wait? are you also a musician?” and seungkwan bites back his lip and shakes his head
and he’s like “my sister and i both sang a lot when we were younger so i took up vocal performance as my minor because i like it a lot. i wouldn’t say im a musician, but ……it’d be nice to have someone acknowledge it once in awhile.”
and he like starts to get up and you’re like “wait.” and he’s like ??
and you scramble to your feet as well and you’re like “let me do it. let me write something on you as a singer, at least for this last issue.”
seungkwan kind of looks at you flabbergasted and he’s like ????? do?????do you know what you’re signing up for???
and you’re like “hEY look midterms are over for the most part and aside from stuff i have to do for myself, i could devote some time to this. especially if it means a lot to you.”
and seungkwan for a second stares at you as if he still can’t believe you’re offering to do this
but then he takes your hand in his and is like “well, finally we’ll have another persons opinion in the music section!”
and you’re like giggling but you’re also like “just tell me a time when you’re free so i can hear you sing.” and seungkwan’s like here give me your number so i can contact you
it’s cute seungkwan’s background is the famous singer junsu and you’re like “oh” and seungkwan’s like LISTEN he’s my idol,,,,,,,, and his eyes get all sparkly it’s adorable
but yeah you give him your number and you’re like “ill look forward to it and ill do my best!!”
and then you figure out holy shit your class is over, you never printed your thing time to run and see if the teacher still hung around for office hours
and like as you make your way down the hall, seungkwan holds his phone and he can’t help but finally feel a little better about everything
and as he watches you disappear around the corner he reminds himself that he owes you a thank you when this is all over
and so a week passes and seungkwan texts you finally to meet him in the performance center on campus and he’s like “i booked one of the recording rooms!!” and you’re like cool let’s go
and like to be honest you’re sitting on the other side of the glass with your notebook out to maybe take notes like ??? really you don’t know what you’re doing here you’ve never written a review but you’re not like worried
but then, seungkwan who seems so shy putting on the headphones and adjusting the mic
like when he starts to sing the pen you’re holding literally drops from your hand because his voice???????
it’s the voice of a real Angel
and from the moment he starts to the last second of the lyrics, you can’t help but just be completely wrapped up in his voice
and when he asks you what you thought of it you can only try to snap yourself out of it and ask him
“did you play a recording into the microphone? was that really you?”
and seungkwan puts a hand over his mouth to laugh and he’s like WHAT is up with your facial expression you look so confused
and you’re like “seungkwan, seriously why aren’t you a singer? why are you in college? why aren’t you selling albums with your face on the cover holy hell you sing better than anyone ive ever heard before???”
and seungkwan shrugs and he’s like “nahh, it’s just a hobby.” and you’re like if i had a hobby that i was THAT good at. i wouldn’t be here. i’d be trying to get jyp or sm to notice me hoyl HELL
and seungkwan comes out and he asks if you took any notes or have any criticisms and you’re like
“criticisms? this review im going to write is literally going to be like : BOO SEUNGKWAN OF THE JOURNALIST MAJORS HAS THE VOICE OF GOD”
and again seungkwan is just laughing because wow you’re so silly he’s not that good but like a sense of pride swells in him because no one’s really ever praised him so much like this before
and like he asks if you’d like to listen to him some more and you’re like yes please!!!
and it’s amazing he has such a good range and he even says he’s written his own original lyrics
and you two spend a good 6 hours in their together until one of the professors needs the recording room to teach and as you’re walking back onto campus you’re like
“seungkwan, what if……..you busk?” and he’s like “on campus?” and you’re like “sure, or even better like in the city? like whats a day you don’t have classes or club we could go out and set up in a park or somewhere and you could sing and maybe if we do it a couple of times we could scrap up some many for the journal???”
and seungkwan brightens up instantly and he’s like !!! that’d be so cool and you’re like right??
and you two start basically jumping up and down in excitement just talking about it and seungkwans like “maybe i could ask my friend joshua to come out and play guitar too??” and you’re clapping your hands like yes!!!! that’d be amazing
and seungkwan is like “you’re a genius, we should have thought of this SOONER” and you’re like ok ok text joshua and see when he’s free and then tell me so we can plan more
and it’s like really adorable because you and seungkwan, who met literally a week ago are talking like you’ve been friends for ages
and you get so happy at the thought of being able to help him and he gets so excited being able to share what he loves with you
and maybe neither of you know it yet but listen, this is the beginning of CRUSHES
and when seungkwan asks if you’re free tomorrow after 4 because joshua can come out then you’re like yes!!
the next day you’re leaving your dorm and your roommates like woAH you look so cute - going on a date? and you’re like huh??? no?? why does it look like i put in effort? and your roommates just like (—–: yes it does. is it for a bo-
and you’re like BYE GOING NOW
and you meetup with seungkwan and joshua near the subway station off campus and joshua introduces himself and when he turns to seungkwan he’s like
“your significant other is really sweet, why didn’t you introduce them to me before?”
and seungkwan is like “oh they’re not - we’re not -”
and you’re like YEAH we’re nOT
and joshua is like oh?????? really???? it’s just the way seungkwan was talking about you made it seem-
and seungkwan like jumps up to cover joshua’s mouth like HAHAAH so funny hyung let’s get on the subway
and you don’t notice it but joshua nudges you closer to seungkwan while you guys are squished on the seats on your way to the city
and seungkwan holds you steady when you get up to get off and the train jerks
and the whole time joshua’s looking off to the side like he’s on the office with the mOST SMUG EXPRESSION
because you two are all cute and innocent, just like a young couple in love and you don’t even KNOW IT
and like once you get to the park you help joshua and seungkwan set up and you guys use joshua’s guitar case as a way to collect money and you’re basically in charge of attracting peoples attention so you run around asking people to gather around seungkwan because !!! hey hEY the best vocalist is about to perform
and like you give seungkwan a thumbs up after you manage to get like 15-20 people to come around
and when he starts to sing along with joshua’s guitar you can see the shock on the faces of the audience
and people even start getting their phones out to record
and sooner or later that crowd of 20 turns to a crowd of even more
and seungkwan is such a natural people person like in between songs he asks the people if they’re resting well after work and if they’ve eaten
and it’s like watching a soloists performance, he’s so professional and good
and people even ask if he has albums or a site where they could listen to him sing like a youtube or something
and seungkwan is like !! im not that great- but seriously everyone is complimenting him
and seeing him light up with happiness and bow in thankfulness it makes your heart beat with joy,,,but also
the smile on seungkwan’s face,,,,,,,it gets you so,,,,,,,soft
like you want to protect that smile forever
on your way back you count all the loose change and bills and you’re like it’s over a hundred dollars and seungkwan is like WHAT NO WAY and joshua’s like “im not surprised, you sounded really good seungkwan”
and you’re like “i told you!!! you’re so talented and lovely - people are bound to like you!!”
and seungkwan looks at you and he’s like,,,,, “lovely?”
and you kind of turn pink and stutter and you’re like “yEAH you know like idols,,,,,,,,,,very lovely your look,,,,,,you look approachable and nice and,,,,,”
and seungkwan is like “oh! you just mean im nice!” and you’re like mHMM!!! and joshua is like PFFT UHUH OK
and so you accompany seungkwan a couple of more times when he goes out to busk
and by the end of the semester you’re sure you’ve raised enough for the journal to fund itself just a bit longer without having to get new members
and seungkwan is like “it’s time for our next issue to come out!!” and you’re like “can you wait to see what i wrote on you?” and he’s like HONESTLY NO
and so when the copies get made, seungkwan rushes to see and he’s like
“why isn’t your piece in the review section, it’s just my review of vernon’s mixtape - where is -”
and you’re like “silly, look at the cover!!”
and seungkwan flips it back over and he sees that on the cover it’s a photo of him singing in the park, a photo you took and he’s like “wh-”
and he sees that the main story that was printed is about how his performances helped save the journal
and it’s written by you (with help from the journals members who all love seungkwan too) and it’s literally just you praising his hardwork and humbleness
and ask seungkwan reads it you see him stop at the last line
“….and somehow, this all made me fall in love with him.”
and he looks up at you and he’s like
“is it true?”
and you can only looks to the side sheepishly like,,,,,,, “reporters shouldn’t lie? right?”
and seungkwan literally just puts the journal down and takes you by the waist and kisses you and you’re like oH!!
but it doesn’t stop there he’s just kissing you on your temple and your cheeks and your nose
and you’re like seungkwAN THE other MEMBERs of the JOURNAl Are WATHCING
and he’s like OOPS but it’s cute they’re like “we’ll leave you two to it ^^”
and seungkwan is just like,,,,,, “i don’t know how or why i got lucky enough to meet someone like you who wanted to help me right from the get go, but god im so so so thankful”
and you’re like “im thankful too, to have meet someone so talented and passionate. you have the capacity to do anything seungkwan. really.”
and you two are looking into each others eyes and he leans in and he’s like
“right now, i want to use all that capacity to kiss you again.”
AND LIKE you two are the cutest thing ever seungkwan is so proud of dating you and he shows it off all the time
like literally a minute after he sends his mom an excited message about how he thinks he’s found the person of his dreams
he also mails her a copy of the journal as always and he’s like “here, do you wanna talk to my mom when i call her???” and you’re like isNT IT TOO early to talk to her like this,,, and seungkwan is like “no no she’ll love you i know it because i love you.”
and the journal is up and running ok and tbh seungkwan’s busking on campus has kind of made it pretty popular like more people are coming to meetings and submitting writing or songs
and you even join but not really as a reporter but more as like an editor every now and then
and you’re the only person seungkwan trusts to show drafts too
and like you’re his number one hype squad like you’re always like seungkwan your writing is so good, your singing is so good, your face is SO GOOD
and seungkwan’s like ‘i know my face is good because you keep kissing it’ and you’re like YOU’RE RIGHT
that background photo of junsu on his phone is replaced with a photo of you when you fell asleep on his shoulder after you two were coming in from the city after he busked
and one day he actually writes a song for you
and performs it for the first time outside on the campus quad
and when he sings your name you literally fall to your knees with your face in your hands and like seungcheol and joshua and vernon and jeonghan are all elbowing you like AYEEE and it’s cute
seungkwan serenades you when you’re a little pouty with him and you’re like STOP we’re in the cafeteria and he’s just in his sing-song voice like “i don’t care~~~ i love you~~~~”
sarcastically told jun off that one time he tried to ask you to get coffee with him since seungkwan was busy writing for the journal and literally it was like this;
seungkwan: if i had to do a review on your hair jun, i’d give it a bacon sticker because it’s so greasy.”
it hurt jun and he held a grudge for quite a while
as he is with reporting and singing, seungkwan is a perfectionist in dating
and sometimes it’s a bit too much because if he takes you on a date and something goes wrong he blames himself and you’re like “baby, we don’t have to go see that movie. we can just go to the arcade.” and seungkwan’s like bUT i know you wanted to see that movie and you just pinch his cheeks and tell him that yes, but you also wanna kick his butt at dance dance revolution and that gets him fired up
you didn’t believe he was good at table tennis until you guys finally had a match and he won even though you guys played like 12 matches and you’re like seungkwan is their anything you’re not good at
seungkwan; hmmm im not good at resisting you?
depending on if you like to sing or not you and seungkwan do a duet during his busking one time and an elderly couple is just like “you two should hurry up and get married!!”
and you’re like blushing but seungkwan is like “my ideal wedding would be getting married on the beach at jeju, are you cool with that?”
That uniform makes you look fat! —
Lyudmila Pavlichenko in America
One of the most celebrated snipers in history as well as the deadliest female sniper in history with 309 kills , Lyudmila Pavlichenko goes down in history among the great Soviet snipers during World War II. Lyudmila was certainly one who was tough and cool under fire, however it would be her experiences in America that would prove the most challenging. After being seriously wounded by a mortar in June of 1942, she was sent on a propaganda trip to the United States to drum up support for the Soviet War effort while she recovered. She toured the country, speaking about the war, her achievements, and most importantly how women were every bit as tough as men when it came to fighting. In Chicago, she stood before large crowds, chiding the men the men to fight in the war saying, “Gentlemen, I am 25 years old and I have killed 309 fascist occupants by now. Don’t you think, gentlemen, that you have been hiding behind my back for too long?”
During her tours she visited or was visited by many important and famous people; including Pres. Franklin D. Roosevelt, Eleanor Roosevelt, and New York City Mayor LaGuardia. She became especially good friends with Eleanor Roosevelt, another larger than life woman in history who originally invited her to America and accompanied her throughout most of the tour. Throughout her tours she was given many awards, usually presentation pistols and rifles. Even the popular folk singer Woodie Guthrie wrote a song about her entitled, “Miss Pavelichenko”. By the end of her American tour she had visited 46 major American cities.
Despite her popularity and reputation, she was viewed more often than not as an oddity rather than a war hero, and the prejudices against women common in 1940′s America became apparent. Press reporters asked her questions about her nail polish, how she curled her hair. One reporter criticized how she didn’t wear any makeup. Another commented, “Isn’t it a part of military philosophy that an efficient warrior takes pride in his appearance? Isn’t Joan of Arc always pictured in beautiful and shining armor?” When one dipshit commented that her uniform’s skirt was too long, stating that American women’s uniforms were shorter, and that her uniform made her look fat, she angrily responded,
“I wear my uniform with honor, it has the Order of Lenin on it! It has been covered with blood in battle! It is plain to see that with American women what is important is whether they wear silk underwear under their uniforms. What the uniform stands for, they have yet to learn.”
story: young slave Anakin in love with the beautiful Queen Padme. She understands that she’s in love with him too, but her way of life forbids her from this love. But Anakin and Padme spend happy time together and then he goes to war. Padme promises to wait for a loved one.
program: SV PRO 13
fandom: STAR WARS
pairing: ANIDALA (ANAKIN SKYWALKER/PADME AMIDALA)
song: OneRepublic – Counting Stars (Alex Goot, Kurt Schneider and Chrissy Costanza Cover)
movies: The Other Boleyn Girl (2008), Your Highness (2010), Virgin Territory (2007), Outcast (2014)
Summary: The fallout of the most recent mission in Lagos is a lot more intense than you anticipated, now you and your team must make choices
Authors Note: Hello my loves, sorry for the long absence, I kinda got the rug yanked out from under me this week at work, but I believe I am on better standing now. As I said this fic operates right in tandem with the Civil War plot line so you may notice some familiar lines and descriptions. Hope you all enjoy. Tagging is open, they’ve just been moved to the bottom, just ask if you want to be tagged :D
You look into Wanda’s room as you walk past, seeing her curled on her bed, eyes locked on the TV as she bites her lip nervously. You sigh, unwilling to abandon your friend in such a state. Your knuckles wrap lightly on her open door, drawing her attention as you enter.
“Hey hun, you doing ok?” You ask calmly, dropping the duffle bag from your shoulder as you come to sit at the edge of the bed. “You’re leaving again?” She ignores your question, eyes shifting between your leather jacket and your duffle bag.
“Just for a few days, I’ll be back soon.” You smile softly as you reach for her feet, rubbing them lovingly. Her name is mentioned on the TV and both your attentions snap to it as Wanda turns up the volume listening closely to the criticisms of the news report.
“What legal authority does an enhanced individual like Wanda Maximoff have to…” The screen suddenly goes black and you and Wanda start, looking towards the door to see Steve observing you both nervously.
“It’s my fault” Wanda breathes, her head falling forward to her raised knee. “That’s not true” you and Steve respond immediately, “Turn the news back on, they’re being very specific.” She mutters, clicking her tongue at you. You squeeze her feet, forcing her attention to you “They’re blaming all of us, this isn’t just on you.”
“I should have tagged that bomb,” Steve’s head falls forward as he crosses his arms, leaning back on Wanda’s desk. “Rumlow said ‘Bucky’ and…” Your heart stops at the sound of Bucky’s name, your gaze snaps quickly to the duffle bag at your feet before rising to Steve, “all of a sudden I was a 16-year-old kid again in Brooklyn.”
“Did you grow up in Brooklyn Steve? Huh, I never knew.” You tease, making Steve roll his eyes as Wanda giggles quietly behind you, finally cracking a smile. At the sound of her laugh, Steve’s annoyance falters, giving way to a small smile.
“Look… People died. It’s on me.” He says insistently, “It’s on all of us,” you interject, reminding him of your own presence in the situation. He shakes his head, exhaling exhaustedly. “This job… we try to save as many people as we can. Sometimes that doesn’t mean everybody.” You nod at him, agreeing with his words as you turn around to face Wanda.
“But, if we can’t find a way to live with that, next time… maybe nobody can be saved.” Wanda nods, responding to your advice. Suddenly Vision enters through the wall, making you jump in surprise, “Jesus Christ! Seriously?” You yell, hand clutched to your chest.
“Vis, we talked about this!” Wanda scolds, “Captain Rogers you wished to know when Mr. Stark was arriving… he’s brought someone else with him as well, the Secretary of State.” Steve nods acknowledging Visions report and thanking him for the information.
“Welp,” you say, slapping your thighs as you push off the bed, rising to your feet and reaching for your bag, “That’s my cue to get out of here.” “Sorry Agent Y/L/N, Secretary Ross requests the presence of the whole team in the conference room.” Vision reports to you, looking insistently towards the door.
You sigh exasperatedly, rolling your eyes as Steve shrugs and motions towards the door as Wanda rises beside you, “Well, I guess we better go find out what he wants.”
“The Sokovia Accords” Ross states, dropping a large binder onto the conference table, making Wanda jump slightly beside you as your eyes flash nervously to Nat across the table, her gaze locked on the binder, “Approved by 117 countries. It states, that the Avengers shall no longer be a private organization…”
His voice drifts off in your head, his words washing over you as your mind spins. Rules, regulations… restrictions. All things that have never worked well for you in the past. How often had you made the tough call? Working around the police to protect the people. Too often you have seen corruption in politics, known how assets can be turned into weapons… just like… Bucky.
His name rings in your head as you glance at your watch, knowing you missed your flight, knowing there wouldn’t be another one for hours. You silently curse him for not having a cell phone, or anyway that you could get in contact with him.
“4 days from now, the UN meets in Vienna to ratify the Accords. So, talk it over.” Ross finishes as you clue back in. You look around at the blank stares of your surrounding team, everyone lost deep in thought, each having a decision to make.
“And if we come to a decision you don’t like?” Steve asks insistently, clearly angry about the deal being presented to him. “Then you retire.” Ross states sternly, a note of warning in his voice. You feel Steve’s eyes flash to you as you keep yours pointed at your clasped hands, resting in your lap.
“4 days.” Ross orders reminding you of the deadline. He departs, leaving your team quiet in his wake, everyone still lost in thought.
Suddenly Steve rises, hands slamming onto the table as he walks out of the room. “Steve,” You call after him quietly, rising yourself. “I got him.” Sam comes to his feet as well, quickly moving out of the room behind Steve as you follow him, the rest of the team moving behind you to follow their Captain into the living area.
“Secretary Ross has a Congressional Medal of Honor, which is 1 more than you have.” Rhodey argues, going after Sam once more. You rub your forehead tuning them out as they continue their argument.
It had been 2 hours. 2 hours of non-stop debating, back and forth. The forerunning decision makers made their opinion clear. Cap vehemently against the accords while Rhodey, being the military man he is, immediately emerged as the main advocate for the accords. Sam quickly followed Steve, and Vision sided with Rhodey, citing logic as the reason.
Tony remained uncharacteristically quiet as the main defenders or rejecters continued their never ending debate, Natasha watching and observing before contributing cautiously every so often. Your eyes are drawn to Wanda however, her delicate form curled up on the chair as she bites at her lip once more, nervously observing the debate.
“So what are our options?” You finally interject, your own voice sounding strange to you after hours of no usage. “Ross was pretty damn clear, either conform or defect.” Sam scoffs, rolling his eyes as he flops onto the couch. “You’re such a little drama queen, Wilson. Did you even listen?” Rhodey comes to sit before you, leaning forward to hold your hands in his.
“Y/N, the accords would just allow some safety regulations. 117 countries want to sign this, 117 countries would have a say in where we would go and what we would do. So… you sign and agree to the terms and continue to operate as an avenger under agreed upon restrictions. Or you refuse to sign and you retire and agree not to use your skills anymore.”
Rhodey stares at you as your blank gaze rises to Steve, taking in his furrowed brow and pouted lip. You knew where he stood, but was he really prepared to stop being Captain America? Were you prepared to stop being the Scorpion? Maybe some regulations could be good, keep people safe… keep accidents from happening… “I… I’m not ready to decide right now.” You stand up hurriedly, causing a shift in the room as Tony and Steve both rise to their feet as well.
“You don’t have to,” Steve reaches out for you as you try to pass him, his fingers wrapping around your bicep as he steps towards you, his voice dropping, “You have 4 days to think about it. Y/N…” He starts, leaning towards you as his fingers press against your hip. “I… I need a break, need some time to think.”
You push away from him as you hurry out the door, leaving your team to debate their decisions. Still not knowing your own. You move quickly down the hallway, stopping before the entryway closet to grab your jacket and duffle bag, you step quickly towards the elevator, pulling your phone out of your back pocket.
You scan your phone, flipping hurriedly through an app as you wait for the elevator to arrive. A few taps of your finger and the tension in your chest ebbs away. The elevator arrives and you step inside, shifting your bag slightly as you punch the button for the garage.
Your phone dings, alerting you to a notification. You glance at the screen. Confirmation of 9pm flight to Bucharest, departing from JFK gate 31. You sigh, only 2 hours to get to the airport.
TRIGGER WARNING: CANCER MENTIONED! ………………………………….………………………………….…………. First off all: Was this anything at all what you were expecting? : o
Secondly: Thank you everybody who helped me complete this video!! I really appreciate all your help!! <3
Thirdly: FIN-AL-LYYY!!! PUH!! That took a good chunk out of me, but I am glad that I made it through. X,D
This is the first story of mine that was purely born out of how I interpriated the lyrics of a song (usually I create a story and then find a song that fits afterwards). Like the English “spouce”, the Finnish “puoliso” is not gendered and I always imagined Samuli singing about two men and their life together and I had to do something with it. :3
Philippine President Rodrigo Duterte told reporters in Davao City on Friday that he would “be happy to slaughter” 3 million drug users, like Adolf Hitler had murdered about 6 million Jews.
The 71-year-old leader said he had been “portrayed to be some cousin of Hitler” by critics, Reuters reported. “There are 3 million drug addicts (in the Philippines). I’d be happy to slaughter them.”
“If Germany had Hitler, the Philippines would have…” he said, pointing to himself, according to Reuters.
“You know my victims. I would like (them) to be all criminals to finish the problem of my country and save the next generation from perdition.”
And once again, our national embarrassment makes it to the world’s headlines and it’s for making antisemitic comments. Comparing drug offenders with the Holocaust victims? That’s just very awful.
Mind you, if only it was possible, we’d ask for Duterte (along with De Lima) to be taken away from us (doesn’t matter if it’s a natural death, a disease or a “CIA assassination” that causes it) and for Miriam Santiago to be returned to us. This country doesn’t deserve a piece of trash like Duterte.
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“I consider writing a lot. I’m not good at it. This is different, because I’m not trying to make something entertaining to read, I’m just trying to get my basic thoughts down. I don’t care if my sentences are monotonous because I just want to keep a record of the shit in my head. Nobody criticizes the court reporter for not having enough prose.”
“But closer to home, it is imperative that we understand what Trump’s attack on the arts is really about. It’s not about making America a drab and miserable place, nor is it about a belief in austerity or denying resources to communities in need. Much like the disappearance of data from government website and the exclusion of critical reporters from White House briefings, this move signals something broader and more threatening than the inability of one group of people to do their work. It’s about control. It’s about creating a society where propaganda reigns and dissent is silenced.
We need the arts because they make us full human beings. But we also need the arts as a protective factor against authoritarianism. In saving the arts, we save ourselves from a society where creative production is permissible only insofar as it serves the instruments of power. When the canary in the coal mine goes silent, we should be very afraid – not only because its song was so beautiful, but also because it was the only sign that we still had a chance to see daylight again.”
Combating fake news does not mean the phrase should be the newest political bludgeon to be wielded against the press. It doesn’t mean we should each pick our favorite spokesperson, take what they call fake as law, and then shun those sources. It means encountering the world and the media with an open mind and a critical eye.
In their response to today’s events, CNN argued in a statement that all of its reporting is carefully sourced, and challenged: “Given that members of the Trump transition team have so vocally criticized our reporting, we encourage them to identify, specifically, what they believe to be inaccurate.” But if Trump and his team are refusing to acknowledge CNN as a legitimate inquirer, this is a question Americans deserve to have answered and which other organizations should be posing. The president cannot be allowed to discredit coverage they dislike, and it’s up to the press to hold them to that standard.
Perhaps it’s too much to ask that we trust our media, but we should at least believe it when we have reason to.
Background: at Trump’s first press conference in 6 months, he refused to take questions from a CNN reporter during an argument in which he told the reporter “Quiet”, “Your organization is terrible,” and “You are fake news.” The report that garnered his ire is here.
I don’t watch or follow CNN and have no particular fondness for it, but it is the most-watched television news network in the country. I continue to be worried by the way that Trump and his allies characterize all media that criticizes or portrays them negatively as “biased” (in Pence’s words) or “a failing pile of garbage” (in Trump’s). Perhaps in an attempt to address those concerns, Trump complimented other media at his press conference, and claimed he has “great respect for freedom of the press and all of that.”
As he continues his history of blacklisting organizations whose coverage he finds distasteful, the praise sounds more like a reward for playing nice than any genuine commitment to the principles of independent press. Say what Trump likes to hear, get a cookie: “I’ve just gone up a notch as to what I think of you. OK? All right.”
As I’m writing this, Fox News anchor Shepard Smith has defended CNN’s reporting, saying “It is our observation that [CNN] correspondents followed journalistic standards.” CNN did not publish the unsubstantiated reports (describing potential blackmail material that Russia may have against Trump) that could reasonably be described as fake news. (Buzzfeed published those reports, while noting that they were unconfirmed. I’m not defending Buzzfeed here; whether Americans had a right to see that material is a valid and interesting but separate question.)
CNN’s coverage focused on the fact that American intelligence agencies appear to consider the allegations in the reports - whose contents it did not disclose - a legitimate security threat, presenting “classified documents” about them to both Obama and Trump. The seriousness with which US intelligence chiefs consider the reports is very real news. And the possibility that Trump’s followers will take him at his word in undermining that vital reporting scares me.
We need objective reporting. But on the issue of whether the media will be able to criticize the incoming administration from up close, the press cannot remain neutral.