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Please don’t forget Standing Rock
This is an update on Standing Rock. It’s not pleasant. You’ve been fairly warned.

Update from Standing Rock volunteer-
Friends,
I have returned from Standing Rock with my mind blown, my heart broken and my spirit troubled with foreboding of a deepening tragedy. Volunteering as a legal observer with the Water Protector Legal Collective I witnessed several confrontations between Water Protectors (WP) and law enforcement: national guard, sheriffs and private security (LE).
On 1/18/17 - 1/19/17 I observed WP with their hands in the air chanting “hands up don’t shoot” being fired upon at a range of 10 to 15 feet. Tear gas canisters and rubber bullets ( rubber bullets are regular bullets covered in rubber) were used against unarmed WP who had been singing and praying. I observed national guard chasing WP off the Backwater bridge, firing at people running away. I heard people choking and gagging from tear gas. I saw access to the WP medic vehicles being blocked. I spoke with medics and WP who described bullets penetrating flesh and causing terrible injuries, including to one media person who nearly lost his finger when his camera was targeted.
I talked with a media person and was told of 4 media people on the bridge that night, 3 had their recording devices shot and the 4th, his hand. I saw a photo of a sheriff aiming a rifle directly at a media woman who was standing apart from the crowd. I heard testimony of the back of the medic pickup truck being awash in blood after evacuating wounded.
I watched, and then, inadvertently became a part of, WP being forced off the bridge by national guard who were hiding behind WP vehicles parked along the road and firing rubber bullets at fleeing people. Many people were shot in the back, the neck, the head. When LE fired at people at close range, many were shot in the genitals or in the face. I received information about DAPL security breaching the short wave radio channels of the WP with taunts such as ”come out and fight like men you faggots or we will come to Camp and fuck your women.”
There are some young warriors, who, without the support of their elders, many who want the camps cleared to mitigate the economic and social damage being suffered by the local community in having the bridge closed, have vowed to not leave the camps or to let the last section of pipeline be built.
Driving away from the area on Monday I saw a convoy of construction vehicles heading to the drill pad. Last night an indigenous website live streamed reports of drilling and construction noises coming from the drill pad.
Without the eyes of a free press these attacks and trespasses continue, with the human rights and sovereignty of indigenous peoples denied. The UN Committee on Transnational Corporations and Human Right Abuses was in Standing Rock this week to take testimony of the many transgressions against people: crop dusters spraying poison pesticides and fertilizers on the camps; hair samples indicating the presence of these chemicals; people who have been injured, beat up, arrested, strip searched; media and medics being targeted by snipers; (one medic told me he stopped wearing his Red Cross vest due to medics being targeted); praying people being attacked and the refusal of DAPL and our government to abide by the Rule of Law.
The vets who came in Dec to stand down against these crimes need to be on the ground there now, right now. We need to stand up for our brothers and our sisters, for their way of life and, I believe, for our social contract as a democracy which is now threatened.
Please share this so word gets out what is happening, thank you.
Deborah MacKay
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“Please don’t forget Standing Rock
This is an update on Standing Rock. It’s not pleasant. You’ve been fairly warned.
Update from Standing Rock volunteer-

Friends,
I have returned from Standing Rock with my mind blown, my heart broken and my spirit troubled with foreboding of a deepening tragedy. Volunteering as a legal observer with the Water Protector Legal Collective I witnessed several confrontations between Water Protectors (WP) and law enforcement: national guard, sheriffs and private security (LE).
On 1/18/17 - 1/19/17 I observed WP with their hands in the air chanting “hands up don’t shoot” being fired upon at a range of 10 to 15 feet. Tear gas canisters and rubber bullets ( rubber bullets are regular bullets covered in rubber) were used against unarmed WP who had been singing and praying. I observed national guard chasing WP off the Backwater bridge, firing at people running away. I heard people choking and gagging from tear gas. I saw access to the WP medic vehicles being blocked. I spoke with medics and WP who described bullets penetrating flesh and causing terrible injuries, including to one media person who nearly lost his finger when his camera was targeted.
I talked with a media person and was told of 4 media people on the bridge that night, 3 had their recording devices shot and the 4th, his hand. I saw a photo of a sheriff aiming a rifle directly at a media woman who was standing apart from the crowd. I heard testimony of the back of the medic pickup truck being awash in blood after evacuating wounded.
I watched, and then, inadvertently became a part of, WP being forced off the bridge by national guard who were hiding behind WP vehicles parked along the road and firing rubber bullets at fleeing people. Many people were shot in the back, the neck, the head. When LE fired at people at close range, many were shot in the genitals or in the face. I received information about DAPL security breaching the short wave radio channels of the WP with taunts such as ”come out and fight like men you faggots or we will come to Camp and fuck your women.”
There are some young warriors, who, without the support of their elders, many who want the camps cleared to mitigate the economic and social damage being suffered by the local community in having the bridge closed, have vowed to not leave the camps or to let the last section of pipeline be built.
Driving away from the area on Monday I saw a convoy of construction vehicles heading to the drill pad. Last night an indigenous website live streamed reports of drilling and construction noises coming from the drill pad.
Without the eyes of a free press these attacks and trespasses continue, with the human rights and sovereignty of indigenous peoples denied. The UN Committee on Transnational Corporations and Human Right Abuses was in Standing Rock this week to take testimony of the many transgressions against people: crop dusters spraying poison pesticides and fertilizers on the camps; hair samples indicating the presence of these chemicals; people who have been injured, beat up, arrested, strip searched; media and medics being targeted by snipers; (one medic told me he stopped wearing his Red Cross vest due to medics being targeted); praying people being attacked and the refusal of DAPL and our government to abide by the Rule of Law.
The vets who came in Dec to stand down against these crimes need to be on the ground there now, right now. We need to stand up for our brothers and our sisters, for their way of life and, I believe, for our social contract as a democracy which is now threatened.
Please share this so word gets out what is happening, thank you.
Deborah MacKay”


I should explain…

This is one of those vivid childhood memories that made such an impression I remember it so well even thirty years later.

I’m about six or seven years old, I suppose, on a scorching hot day at the house of friends of my older brother’s. They’re playing with Star Wars toys in the dust in the back yard, and for once I’m being allowed to join in for lack of other entertainment for me.

I pick up a particular toy – a rough looking bounty hunter type with a helmet and a big staff. I pull at the helmet, it comes off, and to my little girl surprise, underneath are feminine features. I ask one of the boys who it is, and they tell me it is Princess Leia, dressed as Boushh the bounty hunter.

A girl dressed as a boy? Doing boy things?! My young little mind is blown.

And after that when we saw Return of the Jedi on TV, I was always utterly fascinated by that scene – the Princess, not being rescued, but being the rescuer (even if, OK, it did go wrong). The girl doing everything a boy can do.

How much of an impact that little toy made on me really says something – that thirty years later I still remember it vividly. That already at that young age societies ‘norms’ for female behaviour were so ingrained in me that her existence was a shock. That somehow that simple toy, those short scenes in a film, gave me permission to be the tom boy I always was, to look at the world and think ‘I can do anything a boy can.’ A simple but powerful message I’ve carried with me the rest of my life.*

And this is why decent, meaningful female characters in films matter. Why we need Princess Leia, Mara Jade, Padme Amidala, Jaina Solo, Winter, Mirax and all the others. This is why we need Princess Leia dolls in Disney stores (and not just Slave Leia!) and far, far more than that. It’s important because yes, a silly little thing like a toy can spark possibilities in a child’s mind that can change their world for ever.**

 

*although as I grew up, I of course discovered that it’s not ‘I can do anything a boy can’ but that ‘I should be able to do anything a boy can, but there are a hell of a lot of social barriers in the way’.

**and that’s why we also need more people of colour, both male and female in our franchise and in our toy shops.

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Update from Standing Rock volunteer-
Friends,

I have returned from Standing Rock with my mind blown, my heart broken and my spirit troubled with foreboding of a deepening tragedy. Volunteering as a legal observer with the Water Protector Legal Collective I witnessed several confrontations between Water Protectors (WP) and law enforcement: national guard, sheriffs and private security (LE).
On 1/18/17 - 1/19/17 I observed WP with their hands in the air chanting “hands up don’t shoot” being fired upon at a range of 10 to 15 feet. Tear gas canisters and rubber bullets ( rubber bullets are regular bullets covered in rubber) were used against unarmed WP who had been singing and praying. I observed national guard chasing WP off the Backwater bridge, firing at people running away. I heard people choking and gagging from tear gas. I saw access to the WP medic vehicles being blocked. I spoke with medics and WP who described bullets penetrating flesh and causing terrible injuries, including to one media person who nearly lost his finger when his camera was targeted.

I talked with a media person and was told of 4 media people on the bridge that night, 3 had their recording devices shot and the 4th, his hand. I saw a photo of a sheriff aiming a rifle directly at a media woman who was standing apart from the crowd. I heard testimony of the back of the medic pickup truck being awash in blood after evacuating wounded.

I watched, and then, inadvertently became a part of, WP being forced off the bridge by national guard who were hiding behind WP vehicles parked along the road and firing rubber bullets at fleeing people. Many people were shot in the back, the neck, the head. When LE fired at people at close range, many were shot in the genitals or in the face. I received information about DAPL security breaching the short wave radio channels of the WP with taunts such as ”come out and fight like men you faggots or we will come to Camp and fuck your women.”
There are some young warriors, who, without the support of their elders, many who want the camps cleared to mitigate the economic and social damage being suffered by the local community in having the bridge closed, have vowed to not leave the camps or to let the last section of pipeline be built.

Driving away from the area on Monday I saw a convoy of construction vehicles heading to the drill pad. Last night an indigenous website live streamed reports of drilling and construction noises coming from the drill pad.

Without the eyes of a free press these attacks and trespasses continue, with the human rights and sovereignty of indigenous peoples denied. The UN Committee on Transnational Corporations and Human Right Abuses was in Standing Rock this week to take testimony of the many transgressions against people: crop dusters spraying poison pesticides and fertilizers on the camps; hair samples indicating the presence of these chemicals; people who have been injured, beat up, arrested, strip searched; media and medics being targeted by snipers; (one medic told me he stopped wearing his Red Cross vest due to medics being targeted); praying people being attacked and the refusal of DAPL and our government to abide by the Rule of Law.

The vets who came in Dec to stand down against these crimes need to be on the ground there now, right now. We need to stand up for our brothers and our sisters, for their way of life and, I believe, for our social contract as a democracy which is now threatened.
Please share this so word gets out what is happening, thank you. Deborah MacKay

anonymous asked:

Can I request Gom and Hanamiya as demons seducing humans to make a contract with them? Thank you.

Generation of miracles

Akashi: “Come now, surely you realize it is inevitable” his voice was laced with authority as he walked over to your bed. You gulped and shuffled closer to the wall. Akashi’s eyes illuminated your sight as he closed in on you. “You are my prey, after all, you have no right to refuse this” his teeth glistened as he slid his tongue over them. “So just accept it and make the contract” his claw-like hands ran up your naked thighs, leaving red marks as they went. “I guarantee you will never be unhappy” his head dipped to your neck and bit softly.

Aomine: “Geez you are stubborn” you weren’t sure he was even trying anymore. He just laid in your room half naked and complained when you didn’t give him attention. “Sorry, I just don’t find you attractive? like in the sense to form a contract I guess…” you voice aloud. “You are kidding! Like hell you are!” Aomine rose in a fit of rage. He caged you in by your desk and looked down at you with a predatory gaze. “I’m gonna seduce the hell out of you” he smirked.

Kise: It was amusing that he helped you with your homework in hopes you would accept him. “You really suck at this, shouldn’t you be trying to seduce me or something?” you giggled watching him pout. “I’ll show you how sexy I can be” Kise gave you a toothy grin as he crawled over to you. He dipped his head between your thighs and buried his face into your crotch. “You got a good smell __-cchi~” he purred against your underwear. “K-kise!” you half moaned trying to push his head away. “Heh, got you to say my name so quickly, this will be easy” he breathed as he bit the inside of your thigh.

Kuroko: Originally, you hadn’t noticed him till he had watched you undress for a bath. “Good, you are getting ready then” he nearly scared the life out of you. “Sorry for scaring you” he apologized monotonously. You could tell right away he was a demon, but his attitude seemed way off. “Ready for what?” you asked shying away from him. “For the seducing” you almost laughed at how stoic he was. “What?” you giggled, not paying attention to how close he was getting. “I’m going to seduce you,” he said pressing his lips on top of yours.

Midorima: It was a bit endearing, to be honest. When he said he’d change your mind, you didn’t expect a full-blown date. Once you were returned home, somehow he had candles and rose petals ready. “This is so cheesy” you snickered watching him push his glasses up. “I’m no brute, don’t expect me to stoop low because you refuse me” Midorima scoffed. “I’d be kinda sexy, though,” you said under your breath. Midorima stiffened and grabbed your shoulders. “I’ll have to change your mind about that” his tongue licked across his bottom lip as moved in and kissed you hard.

Murasakibara: “Aren’t you supposed to be seducing me?” you said in annoyed tone. Murasakibara continued to eat his chips not paying you any attention. “I won’t give you any more snacks, just leave since we don’t have a contract” you ordered. Murasakibara dropped the bag in his hands and turned to you. “You wouldn’t ___-chin” he whined. You scoffed and ignored his protests. You missed Murasakibara approaching you and standing before you. “Make a contract with me” he demanded in a low voice. You looked up in surprise and shied away from him. “N-no way” his hands took hold of your hands and pulled you to him. Murasakibara kissed your forehead and trailed down to your cheek and to your neck. “I’ll just have to make you moan yes” he mumbled.

Others

Hanamiya: “It’s cute when you try to resist me” he snickered as you snatched your underwear from him. “Stop using your magic to undress me!” you yelled angrily. “Fine, fine, I’ll use my hands then” Hanamiya’s hand quickly removed your top before you could you could blink. “I didn’t mean for this!” you covered yourself with your arms in embarrassment. “You said ‘go ahead and try’, so I’m trying” Hanamiya pulled you into an embrace and kissed your neck. “Don’t think I’ll let you off now by forming a contract with me” he teased running a hand down your thigh.

My Mind Is Blown, or How 10x09 Symbolises the Return of Dean's Addiction

Not fun drunk. I’m not quite sure what was in that stuff, but the room starts to spin and I feel like I’m gonna puke… forever.

From the moment Dean lost his black eyes in Soul Survivor there has been a steady build-up in his relationship to killing, a growing hunger, Dean is hesitant, careful, and gun-shy at first, to the extent that he didn’t even gank a Monster of the Week until Ask Jeeves. And when Dean did kill again, it was -as the Then reminds us- complete overkill. Research into the Mark of Cain has met little success, his frustration growing from griping about werewolf transgenderism to unreasonably chewing out Cas for calling Claire’s disappearance an emergency. On top of all that, Dean’s reaction to his having been a demon has gone from embarrassment to outright asking Cas to kill him if he ever goes back to that.

Everything in Dean Winchester’s life over the previous 5 episodes (which has stretched out over the course of weeks/months on the show) has been about build-up, has been about his senses, his thoughts, his very being being filled up by the inevitable hunger of the Mark and its undeniable sway. And in The Things We Left Behind the pipes burst, because as we saw reflected in Cas’s story-line with Claire, nothing is left behind and the ghouls of the past continue to haunt TFW.

Throughout the episode we see Dean connected with images of being too full and overflowing. The movie he watches literally has pipes burst, the food he can barely contain, even the childhood story about New York turns into one in which he cannot hold his liquor to the point of being sick. All images and symbols connected to the state of Dean’s psyche, which is overflowing with the need to satiate the Mark while simultaneously starving for redemption; it’s too much and never enough.

The Mark of Cain has been and is Dean’s addiction, the drug he cannot give up. The hunger he needs to feed is neatly symbolised by his appetite this episode. It is beyond his control. So, when Sam asks desperately whether the killing was a matter of him or them, a choice he had to make, I think he is missing the point, he doesn’t hear what Dean says:

I did. I didn’t mean to.

At this stage choice is not an option for Dean, because he is still in the thrall of his addiction, his choices with regards to killing are being dictated. As he tried to wean himself off of it, the hunger for it grew and grew until it spilled out and he finds himself here, kneeling in submission to it, bathing in its blood. Not until the Mark is removed will Dean be able to make true choices when it comes to killing. The only choice he has now is whether he will allow Cas and Sam to help him find a cure or gives up completely.

January 20th cannot come quickly enough.