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all acts of terrorism and mass violence are cowardly, all of them are horrific, all of them are deeply upsetting, all of them are tragic

but the fact that majority of that arena last night was kids? the fact they knew ariana’s fanbase is made up largely of kids under 18, and they intentionally targeted them? that makes this a whole different level of fucked up. who the fuck targets children, who sets out to take the lives of children?

please, if/when they release the name of the attacker - don’t fuckin use it. don’t say their name. i don’t give a fuck who they were, they want you to give a fuck. they want you to spread their name so everyone knows they were responsible. don’t.

say the names of the victims. let their names be remembered. start with Georgina Callander who went out last night at 18 years old to see her idol and didn’t make it home.

The lights dim, the amas crowd goes silent, bts suddenly have a member missing from their seats … ? a spotlight shines on the stage and there he is, Kim Seokjin, about to perform his million time award winning solo “Awake” . People are crying, Obama is there

Silence is essential. We need silence just as much as we need air, just as much as plants need light. If our minds are crowded with words and thoughts, there is no space for us.
—  Thich Nhat Hanh
Lady Gaga's Superbowl setlist leaked!!!

Lights go out, the crowd goes silent. A huge unicorn appears onstage. The gays flock on the field wearing nothing but relics from the “Artpop” era. Suddenly, a voice echoes throughout the stadium: “It doesn’t matter if you love him, or capital H I M” A republican drops dead. The unicorn explodes, releasing a cloud of glitter and grease. Tom Brady chokes on this eleganza. Gaga emerges wearing nothing but an American flag. She sings the first verse and chorus of “Born this Way”, immediately destroying every nuclear weapon in the world. She stops, looks straight at the camera: “My name is lady Gaga, but you can call me Joanne”. An electric guitar bursts into flames while Gaga belts out “Perfect Illusion”, dismantling the white supremacy. The song suddenly fades out into “Manicure” for fifteen seconds. A dance interlude storms onstage, while the “Venus” chants morphs into “Dance in the Dark”. An exorcism is performed live onstage. The démon rises up, followed by “Bad Romance”. The Wesboro Baptist Church disappears into oblivion. GOP is drowned into hot cheetos, which allows time for Cher to become the first female US president. The new United States of America is reborn to the tune of “Poker Face”, sung as a duet with Tony Bennett. Lady Gaga kicks a football and score a touchdown. Texas becomes officially gay™. The performance ends, as Tony Bennett drops his flesh suit to reveal… BEYONCÉ!!! “Téléphone Part 2/Judas/Video Phone” mash up grants three wishes to every person who ever bought “Joanne” and watched “AHS: Hotel”. Laganja Estranja death drops on Joe Biden’s face. Lady Gaga shoots fireworks from her Versace boobs while singing “The edge of Glory”, effectively ending homophobia everywhere in the world. The stadium erupts in applause, as Lady Gaga’s voice fades away, singing the iconic bridge from “Applause”. A jock in the audience turns to Barack Obama wearing a rainbow jacket, and whispers “She did that.” Obama answers “yes, she did.” Iconic.

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

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